Little kindness and harmony with others, great kindness protects people's peace

Many people have come from Fengwu Mountain. Some have appeared in the world in recent years, and some have disappeared in recent years. Even if they use the biggest voice to make a name, no one knows it.

This world is no longer the world of their era, but the world still belongs to them.

There are two people in Fengwu Mountain, Kaitian Realm, Qi Fengjia and the old Mu in the Demonic Way.

But outside Fengwu Mountain, countless people were staring at the Nine Dragon Talisman again.

But those people finally stayed outside the mountain, and they were like dormant tigers, quietly waiting for the appearance of their prey.

No one knows when there is an ordinary face on the mountain and cannot be recognized by the crowd. Just like when there is a woman with a maid outside the mountain, no one knows when there is an ordinary face.

They all have a common goal.

After the people in the Demonic Dao received Qi Fengjia's approval, Lin Haotian had no choice but to agree. Moreover, they also had to participate in the Six Sects Competition. Everyone's reaction to this matter was a bit strange. However, the six major sects did not have it.

One objection.

They did not object because of the strength of Qi Fengjia and Lao Mu, but because they welcomed the demonic people from the bottom of their hearts to compete.

After years of war, many friends and even relatives and partners died in the hands of each other. The righteous disciples believe that people in the devil's way are cunning and cunning, so their friends and relatives will die in their hands; but the demon's way is

I think these people are hypocritical and hypocritical. If they were not deceived by the hypocritical guys like the brothers, they would not have suffered heavy losses.

The disciples of both sides are not convinced. On the one hand, the other is definitely a real villain, and on the other hand, the other thinks that the other is a hypocrite.

The so-called enemy was extremely jealous when they met. When they arrived at Fengwu Mountain, they both felt that the other party had no room for tricks, so they were ready to rub their hands and looked at each other with red eyes.

Seeing that the anger of both sides was about to be suppressed, Lin Haotian immediately said, "Tomorrow, we will conduct a competition in the wilderness. Dear fellow Taoists, find a place to stay in the mountain!"

After saying that, Uncle Chen followed behind him and left, leaving behind a group of people from both sides. Both sides looked at each other with red eyes, but none of them took action.

The arrival of the Demonic Way is no different for these sects who are observing the rituals. The only difference is to tell the disciples of the sect not to wander around at night.

Xu Chang'an, Li Daoyi, Ge Zhouyi and several people from the small sect squeezed into a room. Everyone was talking about what they had just heard, but these three were silent. Even they had always liked to cheat and cheat.

Li Daoyi rarely shut his mouth.

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With a rooster crowing, the sky was gray, and the cold wind brought a new day.

It has already begun winter. The snow in Tongzhou has been falling for a month or two, and Chang'an has been covered in white. Only the southernmost part of the Holy Dynasty territory is just a gust of cold wind.

But looking at this, this year seems to be colder than in previous years. Maybe it won’t take long before a light snow will come.

The bell rang, and Lin Haotian wore a brocade dress. The gorgeous and precious sword on his back changed from the first time he met on his back to the holding in his hand, his eyes were like torches, and one hand hit the huge

And the bulky clock.

Even if the disciples of the Demonic Dao were reluctant, they rushed over at this time, and there was no complaint in their hearts. Instead, they were ready to fight and their fighting spirit was rolling.

Xu Chang'an and the other two naturally didn't want to miss this kind of good thing. There was a large slope on one side of Fengwu Platform, with some stones on the slope. From there, you could just sit down and see the scene on Fengwu Platform. That small slope

It was the viewing platform, and Xu Changan and others crowded in the crowd and watched.

Both sides looked at each other coldly. If it weren't for Lao Mu's support, Qi Fengjia would be in charge on the other side. I'm afraid that Lin Haotian would not be able to stabilize the situation at this time.

"As soon as you get on the ring, life and death are all right!" A cold light flashed in Lin Haotian's eyes, and he suddenly said loudly.

In the usual competition, it was "as soon as you go on the ring, you can stop when you click". Lin Haotian was holding a fire in his heart. He had to wait until he was hosting, all these tricks would come out.

Anyway, both sides have Kaitian Realm to take charge, so if they want to make trouble, they will just let them make trouble.

In fact, he said this not to be heard by the six major sects or people in the devil's way, but to both sides. Generally speaking, the competition is carried out according to the draw of lots, eliminate half of the people at one time and finish the round.

Then the next round, until the last person is left, the competition at this level will be calculated to end.

It is easier for people to remember that the world is the best, and they only need the first place. The sect represented by the first place is qualified to stay in Fengwu Mountain for a period of time.

The list of disciples participating in the six major sects has long been reported, including one person in Shushan, two people in Qinglian Sword Sect, one person in Lingyin Temple, three people in Changsheng Temple, and four people in Lying Buddha Temple and one person in Tiejian Mountain. The six major sects have a total of

The twelve disciples participated in the competition. On the other side of the Demonic Way, three disciples were sent. This time, the six major sects and the Demonic Way disciples participated in the competition. According to usual practice, one lottery ticket would be a bye when drawing lots.

"Fifteen people are not easy to draw, so I will add to this young master, and I happen to be the little master of the wild realm!"

Lin Haotian sneered. These people have swept away all his face in the past two days. Since that's the case, he personally came to the scene, showing off his own majesty and the majesty of serving Jiange.

When everyone heard this decision, they were shocked. There was never a precedent for the people who served in the Sword Pavilion to come to an end in person. However, when thinking about what happened yesterday, everyone understood the young master.

"The young master of the Pavilion is so noble that he has no eyes. If there is any damage, it will be bad." Qing Jiu hugged his hands, looked like he was watching the show, and sneered.

Lin Haotian glanced at Qing Jiu, not at all weak, and immediately fought back.

"The Holy Son of the Holy Mountain, Qing Jiu. Could it be that you are afraid of having no eyes on the Huixi realm, so you will not participate? If you are afraid, don't worry, I will immediately let the disciples of the six major sects show mercy, and there is no blood.

Just cry!"

Hearing this, the people from the six major sects burst into laughter. Qing Jiu's face turned red and blue. Finally, he could only grit his teeth and sway his sleeves and said, "Let's see." Then he went to Shui Hensheng and still

The other two young masters said a few words, if nothing unexpected happens, they should have encountered this young master who cannot let him escape without hesitation, etc.

The man in the Demonic Dao reported the names of the three disciples, and then Uncle Chen took out the bamboo slices and bamboo tubes that had been prepared, and his fingers slid slightly. The names of the disciples appeared on the bamboo slices and then fell on the bamboo tubes.

inside.

After the name is finished, it is time to draw lots.

The lottery is not difficult. Uncle Chen asked the bamboo tube containing each person's name to float in the air. Each participant went up to draw a lottery. If he drew his own name, he could just put it back. If he drew someone's name, Uncle Chen asked him to

When the person comes out, he takes away the opponent's sign.

After the competition, the lottery with his own name on the loser will be damaged. In the second round, the lottery will be returned and then drawn.

No one has any objection to the lottery draw. After all, there is only one first place in the end, so even if the lottery is good and if you want to get the first place, you will definitely not be able to avoid all powerful opponents.

Even if you are sloppy in the first round, what about the second round and the third round?

This is not an exam, nor is it a competition within the sect. The second place will not receive praise or flowers.

The draw ended soon.

Dong Pan did not get what he wanted. He did not meet Ye Qianshu, but instead met Shuihensheng; Ning Zhiyuan met Luo Tianlin from Tianyuan Lake; Ye Qianshu looked at the sign in his hand, looked at Mutou, and smiled awkwardly;

Hao looked at Sesame; while Mung Dou smiled awkwardly at the monk from Lingyin Temple; as for the four people in the reclining Buddha Temple, they actually had a civil war; and the Netherworld in Jiuyou Cave met Lin Haotian, the young master of the Jian Pavilion.

Lin Haotian was very satisfied with the lottery. He glanced at the Netherworld shrouded in the purple-brown robe and smiled coldly.

The two of them were both right and wrong. At first glance, they looked like a bottomless black hole, while Lin Haotian was just the opposite. He was radiant, with bright eyes and white teeth, like a ray of sunshine.

The two looked at each other and heard Uncle Chen whisper loudly: "After the group is finished, which group will voluntarily come first. Remember, don't take action after admitting defeat."

Although Uncle Chen said this, everyone knew the next sentence he implied.

"If you don't admit defeat, then you will be free from life and death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, no one came out, and the entire Fengwutai fell into a brief silence.

Uncle Chen glanced around and said that if no group came out voluntarily, he would have to call him.

Just as I was about to speak, a loud Buddhist verse rang out.

"Amitabha, since that's the case, I will take a step first." The monk wearing a crescent-white monk's robe walked out and looked at the mung bean wearing a broken Taoist robe and holding a wooden sword in his hand and said, "Ming bean donor, let's compare first

Bar!"

Mung Dou smiled, shrugged, said casually, and then stood up.

"Zhishan from the Lingyin Temple of Mung Bean has seen Mung Bean donor." Zhishan bowed first and looked at Mung Bean. If the opponent is in trouble, Mung Bean and the other three brothers are not afraid, but they are afraid of encountering such an opponent.

He scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable all over, and then said, "Hello, little master." The three of them have very high seniority, so it is the most appropriate to shout like this.

Zhishan and Zhishan are one generation. Strictly speaking, he is one generation with the current Master Xuyun, but he is younger. Master Xuyun was originally a generation of "Zhi" because he has survived a disaster.

The Dharma name was changed to Xuyun.

"Then...then fight!" Mung Dou said awkwardly.

"The master said that you are not allowed to fight with respectable monks, but if I don't fight today, I will definitely be laughed at by Sesame and Mutou." He looked embarrassed.

Zhishan looked at him and smiled.

"Mung Bean Donor, is winning or losing important?"

"I don't know." Mung Dou shook her head, but after thinking about it, she asked back, "Do you think winning or losing is important?" Zhishan also shook his head and answered the three words he just said.

The people around were stunned and didn't understand what these two people were doing.

The demon disciple was first confused, then burst into laughter.

Zhishan shook his head, sat on the spot, chanting scriptures, and the hilarious disciples immediately covered their heads and rolled on the ground.

Kuang Hongyuan immediately reacted and shouted softly. Zhishan stopped reciting scriptures, and the demon disciples immediately recovered and never dared to laugh at the monk who looked at the kindness again.

"It's better to be quieter." Zhishan said lightly, then turned to mung beans.

"Since the donor doesn't know whether it matters whether the winner or loses? Why don't you admit defeat?"

Mung Dou looked at him and asked back, "Why didn't the little master admit defeat?"

Zhishan looked at the Taoist priest who had been unwilling to answer him directly, and asked directly: "Although I am a Dharma name, Zhishan, can the donor of mung bean know what good is?"

"You are famous for being kind, so why do you ask me?" Mung Dou asked back. However, he still honestly expressed his opinion: "Little goodness is harmonious with others, and great goodness protects the people's peace."

"Shan." Zhishan replied with a word, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Is the donor a great good or a small good?"

Mung Dou finally knew what the monk was going to do. He just wanted to ask for a promise, so he said directly: "I am careless. I may not do small things well, but big things are okay." After speaking, he looked at him.

Zhishan bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your accomplishment."

Zhishan nodded and looked at Uncle Chen with a loud voice.
To be continued...