Chapter 246: Lotus Stage on Taoism

The practitioner in gray robe turned and left Qingyou Xiaozhu.

Si Wuya took off his long coat.

The red and bright seal script bound characters on the chest are still very dazzling, and it has hardly been reduced by half.

Si Wuya sighed softly.

Since he was hit with this divine spell, he has tried various methods to break through it.

It's a pity...the spell has not weakened in the slightest.

He looked at the books and materials about divine spells in front of him and shook his head.

It is better to believe in a book than to have no book. The spell-breaking method mentioned in the book is useless at all.

He changed into a robe, looked up at the sky, and said, "Someone."

Swish.

Several gray-robed practitioners appeared in the forest.

"Master."

"I'm going to the Lotus Terrace."

The gray-robed practitioner in front heard the words, raised his head, and cupped his hands: "Sect Master, you don't have a cultivation base now... It's too dangerous to go like this. My subordinates suggest..."

"I know..." Si Wuya's clothes have been arranged, "but there are some things, I always feel uneasy if I don't do it myself."

"But……"

"It's nothing, but...my words don't work?" Si Wuya turned his head and looked at everyone.

"My subordinates dare not! My subordinates swear to protect the safety of the leader."

Si Wuya nodded with a helpless look on his face, and sighed: "You have followed me for many years, and even sacrificed your life to protect me... Am I someone who jokes about my brother's life? After so many years, you should know me well. "

Several black-robed practitioners bowed their heads and stopped talking.

Si Wuya said again: "Notify Wushu, you can leave. Let's go—"

"Subordinates obey!"

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Lotus Terrace.

It is known as a holy place for the various sects to discuss Taoism.

It is located in the north of Yangzhou, ten miles across the Huai River.

The lotus platform is divided into two parts, the upper part is the platform, and the lower part is the lotus leaf, forming a vast area that stretches for several miles.

Each lotus leaf has an Optimus Pillar, which is placed around no less than five braziers for night lighting.

Under the stage, it was covered with bluestone.

The table is paved with marble.

After leaving the Lotus Terrace, there are various inns and encounter places.

Surrounded by Qionglou Yuyu, the view is excellent.

At this time, the lotus platform was crowded with people.

"Day after day, year after year, today is the fourteenth day, has Tianjianmen sent a challenge letter to Motiange?"

"I've sent thirteen messages, and I think I'll send another one later. I heard that yesterday's challenge letter was full of insults and insults! With the old devil's temper, it's all right. It's very likely to come. No. I know which master came up with the idea behind it."

Under the lotus stage, many practitioners have gathered.

Groups of three or five stopped to watch.

Thirteen challenge books were issued in a row, but Motian Pavilion did not appear, so many people thought that Motian Pavilion would not come.

Therefore, most people became more courageous, approached the lotus platform, and joined in the fun.

...

on the lotus pedestal.

Luo Xingkong closed his eyes and rested.

Sitting upright on the chair, I turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the practitioners under the lotus platform.

There are ten chairs behind him, all white robes, and one sword in each hand.

Luo Xingkong is also the same, wearing a white robe, with a white headband, dyed with red blood.

Further back, there is a word hanging: The revenge of killing a child is unbearable.

"The sect master, the devil of the Motian Pavilion, is not coming again?" Several elders showed indignant expressions.

"Don't worry." Luo Xingkong opened his eyes, his deep eyes, and looked at the sky ahead, "This old man insults Motian Pavilion like this, he will come sooner or later. The old devil is grumpy, he can't help it."

"Sect Master... The power of the barrier is absorbed by the old devil, and his strength may be very strong."

"There is no need to persuade, now the arrow is on the string and has to be sent. This old man has been in retreat for many years, so how can he have no means at all. Changfeng is dead, and this old man is meaningless to live... If the old devil comes, remember to act according to the old man's plan. "Luo Xingkong said through sound transmission.

"Follow the order of the sect master!" The ten people behind him said in unison.

Wait a moment.

Still haven't seen the shadow of Motian Pavilion.

The spectators booed again.

"Lord Luomen, hurry up and send the fourteenth challenge... I suggest greeting their parents!"

Although he is the former door owner, he is also the door owner.

Luo Xingkong glanced at everyone, but did not speak.

"Tianjianmen is going to be famous in the cultivation world."

"It's gone...I thought there was something fun to watch. It seems that the rumors are all true, and the Motian Pavilion is indeed no longer what it used to be! It was so majestic back then, who would dare to say that the Motian Pavilion was silent? Hey— "

A sigh, with a sigh.

There are also some so-called gentlemen who support Tianjianmen——

"The devil is making waves everywhere, doing evil everywhere, killing people indiscriminately. Everyone gets it and kills it!"

However, few people agree.

In addition, those forces from all sides who did not dare to express their support, but hid in the surrounding Qionglou, paying close attention to the movements of the Lotus Terrace.

The elders and disciples of Tianjianmen are located on the lotus platform.

Luo Xingkong shook his head and said, "Pass the old man's order and send the fourteenth challenge letter to Motian Pavilion..."

At this time, a disciple of Tianjianmen came to Luo Xingkong and whispered: "Sect Master, the disciple who was responsible for sending the thirteenth challenge book, has not returned yet. I'm afraid... something has happened."

Luo Xingkong's face sank and said: "Continue to send, the content of the challenge book is up to you. As long as you can force the Demon Heaven Pavilion out of the mountain. Those who are afraid of death... Immediately expelled from Tianjianmen, who are willing to send the challenge book. , reward thousands of taels of gold, and Inner Sect Taiyi swordsmanship."

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

It must be said that it is the truth,

Rich people use money to buy their lives, and poor people use their lives to fight for money.

It has always been so.

As soon as Luo Xingkong said these words, there were outer disciples who volunteered.

Elder Luo Zheng said indignantly: "This challenge book, let all the spectators write..."

"Yes."

Tianjianmen prepared a one-foot-long piece of white paper and spread it out on the spot.

As soon as the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, someone shouted, "What is that?"

"It looks like a meteor!"

"No, why does the meteor have black parts?"

hum-

In the distant horizon, a meteor-like object with a long tail, passing through the clouds, appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Objects are too recognizable.

The bright long tail was quickly recognized by the knowledgeable practitioner at a glance—

"Crossing the clouds and flying chariots!"

"It's the cloud-piercing flying chariot of Motian Pavilion!"

"Run!"

Those spectators who stepped on the first half of the lotus stage dispersed in a hurry and ran in the direction of the lotus leaves.

A few cultivators who had just been able to fly, in the middle of their flight, were too nervous and their vitality was not stable. When the sky fell, they fell dizzy.

This scene is really a chicken fly and a dog, and the shit is shit.

Although Motian Pavilion is no longer what it used to be, it is not something that these little people watching the fun can provoke.

Everyone hides far away and stands below to watch.

They don't think that Motian Pavilion will change the target, give up Tianjianmen and deal with their unpopular things.

...

Luo Xingkong and others stood up.

His eyes seemed to be able to spew out flames, looking at the flying chariots flying through the clouds in the sky.

"finally come!"

Luo Xingkong was not afraid, there was even a trace of anticipation in his eyes, and a strong fighting spirit.

Dying people, fearless?

On the contrary, the ten people behind them were drumming in their hearts, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Luo Xingkong looked around.

A dense crowd of spectators gathered in the second half of the Lotus Stage.

There are only a few Brahma Sea practitioners who can control the sky, hovering above the crowd to watch.

Chuanyun Feizhu slowed down.

Slowly suspended above the east of the lotus platform.

At a distance of tens of meters in the air, stand still and stop.

Everyone looked at the rear of the rudder wheel of Chuanyunfei Nail.

Lu Zhou and Hua Wudao appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"This is the pavilion master of Motian Pavilion... the master of the nine demons!" Some practitioners who had never seen Lu Zhou himself exclaimed.

"That little girl should be the youngest female disciple, Ci Yuan'er. She doesn't seem to be deeply involved in the world, but she kills without blinking an eye!"

Others are not highly recognizable, and spectators can only guess.

Lu Zhou's eyes fell on the Tianjianmen disciple on the lotus platform.

Luo Xingkong met his eyes and said, "You are finally here."

The voice is confident and loud.

This sound spread all over the lotus station.

The surroundings were quiet.

Xiao Yuan'er ran inside the flying chariot, took out the chair, giggled, and placed it behind Lu Zhou: "Master, sit down!"

Lu Zhou nodded and sat down slowly.

The girl grew up and finally developed in the direction of a caring little padded jacket.

Very pleased for the teacher.

Elder Hua looked embarrassed.

Respect the old and love the young, shouldn't you bring your own chair?

When a female disciple saw this, she quickly moved the chair over.

"Elder, please take a seat."

"Thank you."

Hua Wudao slightly cupped his hands and sat down.

Lu Zhou looked at Luo Xingkong, the oldest standing in the front.

"You are Luo Xingkong?" Lu Zhou's voice made a sound wave and sent it down.

The spectators around were amazed.

As expected of the patriarch of Motian Pavilion.

When you are old, you will grow stronger, not less than in the past.

The voice is still loud and confident.

Luo Xingkong said solemnly: "I thought you would not dare to come... Even so, I issued thirteen challenge books. When did Motian Pavilion become so timid?"

Lu Zhou ignored him this time.

Instead, he turned his head slightly and said, "The mere Tianjianmen, it's up to you."

"The disciple obeys."

"The disciple obeys!"

Ming Shiyin waved at Zhaoyue: "Fifth Junior Sister, come and steady the rudder."

Mingshi gave up his seat because of the monkey's urgency.

It doesn't take a high level of cultivation to stabilize the rudder... Zhaoyue alone is enough.

Ming Shiyin jumped out and looked down: "Old man... You are not worthy of fighting with your tutor."

"Whether it's worthy or not, it's not up to you to decide." Luo Xingkong said.

"Hey... Luo Changfeng is your son, right? This kind of thing deserves death! How dare you fight against my Lord Motian!?" Ming Shiyin laughed.

Luo Xingkong didn't seem to be in a hurry, but looked at the top and said:

"Your mouth is so stinky, you are one of the nine beasts in the Demon Heaven Pavilion?"

The spectators' blood boiled.

They did not expect that Tianjianmen would dare to confront the Demon Tiange in person.

At the same time, a strong fighting spirit burned on the lotus platform.

Luo Xingkong looked directly at Lu Zhou and said, "You are not worthy of the old man's shot... The only one who is worthy of the old man's shot... is you."

The last three words were addressed to Luzhou.

Lu Zhou continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Ming Shiyin said: "If you want to play against my master... I will defeat me first."

Luo Xingkong waved his hand.

There are ten people behind and five people walk out.

"The five disciples of Tianjianmen. Who dares to come down and fight?"

The strong fighting spirit of Tianjianmen exceeded the expectations of the spectators.

Is Tianjianmen really not afraid of death?

"I'm coming!" Duanmusheng shouted.

Just when he was about to jump down... Tianjianmen elder Luo Zheng said: "I'll deal with this person."

Hua Wudao slowly got up, put his hands behind his back and said, "I'll come first."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hua Wudao stepped into the void and slowly fell.

Look at the elder Luo Zheng of the other party.

However……

Luo Zheng took a step back.

The five disciples charged forward and surrounded Hua Wudao in Gai Xin.

Ming Shiyin understood the opponent's strategy, turned his head and said, "Master, this old fox is playing tricks."

Lu Zhou didn't look straight, just nodded slightly.

Tian Ji's horse racing is meaningless...

What's more, Hua Wudao has stepped into Qiye.

Liuhe Dao is unparalleled in the world.

These five people are only in the divine court realm, so how could they be Hua Wudao's opponents?

The five disciples revolved around Hua Wudao.

The long sword in his hand trembled with qi.

Luo Xingkong sarcastically said: "Who is this old man? It turns out to be the elder of Yunzong Hua Wudao... This old man is really ashamed of you!"

Hua Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression not fluctuating.

During his time in Motian Pavilion, he had already thought about it clearly.

From the day he joined Motian Pavilion, he was destined to face these.

"Go ahead."

The five disciples waved their long swords and slashed towards Hua Wudao.

Hua Wudao took a step forward.

Six big characters in seal script surround the whole body.

He steps forward...

"Liuhe Daoyin."

The sunlight couldn't hide the light of the six big characters in seal script.

Bang bang bang!

All the sword gangs hit the seal of Liuhe Dao.

Hua Wudao was light and cloudless, unaffected in the slightest, and took another step.

Luo Xingkong was startled.

In the early years, I heard about Hua Wudao's Liuhe Daoyin, and many people sneered at the shrewd Dafa of Liuhe Daoyin.

Now that I see it, it still works!

Bang bang bang!

Unknown disciples are on fire!

However……

Liuhe Daoyin is far beyond their imagination.

Like a mayfly shaking a tree, it didn't move the Liuhe Daoyin for half a minute.

Hua Wudao took another step.

"What are you waiting for, five swords in one!" Luo Zheng shouted.

"Yes!"

The five disciples were suspended in the sky at the same time, and the five were connected into one body.

That is at this time. Where Hua Wudao stood, a huge green circle appeared.

It is about five meters in diameter!

This is not the gossip Gangyin of Hua Wudao!

"Buddhist practice, bright mirror platform."

The heart is like a mirror platform, insight into all things, the movement of the enemy, are all under control... Blessed, greatly improved cultivation, corrupted, greatly reduced cultivation.

This is a scoped trick that can harm the enemy and benefit oneself.

To be able to perform this trick, at least the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm is required! The higher the cultivation base, the more terrifying the effect.

Tianjianmen belongs to Daomen, how can someone cultivate such a unique trick?

but……

Hua Wudao was not afraid at all, and his face was calm.

He moved on.

Gossip is born under the feet.

The remaining three words of Liuhe Daoyin floated out.

Luo Zheng shook his head and said: "All the disciples obey the order, anyone can kill the Devil today!"

Hua Wudao shouted: "I'm afraid, you can't kill anyone!"

Liuhe Daoyin suddenly expanded and vented.

Nine big golden characters, bounced around!

Before the sword move of the five disciples could fall, they were thrown into the air by the big characters in seal script!

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