Chapter 938 Sun Mengyao

The first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Sun Mengyao saw that Murong Yu on the other side did not take the initiative to take action, and said with a serious face: "Murong Yu of the Golden Buddha Temple, don't think that you can deceive and pass by standing there without moving. This is too naive."

After speaking, Sun Mengyao took a step forward.

Murong Yu took a step back smartly, "If I sit here, Fairy Mengyao won't hit me, and of course Murong Yu is willing to sit. Having said that, the rule of this challenge is to click until the point is reached, but the previous four people have She was knocked to the ground by Fairy Mengyao and then carried out. The girl looked like a fairy and her attacks were clean and neat, which is admirable. "

"You are good at talking. I, Sun Mengyao, am not a fairy. To those who challenge the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion, I am just a fierce god." Sun Mengyao stood still and her beautiful eyes froze, "Are you afraid?"

Murong Yu muttered in his heart: "What a fierce fairy."

Murong Yu's eyes stared at the opposite side, not daring to blink. He had a premonition in his heart that as long as he blinked, the woman opposite would suddenly rush over, clamp her neck with her white jade hands, and then he would be carried out.

Murong Yu took another half step back, holding his string of stone Buddha beads with both hands and gently twisting them to keep himself calm enough. His face did not change, but in fact his heart was already beating loudly in his chest. Stopping, he thought quickly in his mind: "It's good to delay it for a while. I won't take action and let's see how she seals my beads. Judging from the previous situation, every time she seals the opponent's weapon, she will put her left hand on it. On the wrist of her right hand, just as the Golden Jade Saint reminded her, there must be a clue on her left hand."

Murong Yu said: "The four people who challenged me before had no sympathy for her. Everyone used swords and swords as soon as they came up, and they were not afraid of hurting the girl's beautiful hands. I, Murong Yu, am different from them. I don't like to use swords and swords." Qiang, I only like Panpanzhu on weekdays. I am very Buddhist and a kind-hearted person. I guess Fairy Mengyao also has kind-hearted people like me. "

Sun Mengyao turned her head and glanced at the timer burning incense in the incense burner on the other side, then turned back and said, "I think you like to delay time."

Sun Mengyao smiled contemptuously and said: "Seeing that you are not annoying, I will give you half a stick of incense. After half a stick of incense, I will naturally take action to clear you out of here."

Murong Yu cupped his fists and said, "Thank you Fairy Mengyao for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely personally send you a string of Buddhist beads to wear on your left wrist. I wish you good health, Fairy."

Sun Mengyao's heart trembled when she heard this, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she subconsciously hid the palm of her left hand and carried it behind her back.

The other party's movement of hiding the palm of her left hand was completely noticed by Murong Yu, who was suspicious in his heart: "Her left hand is probably where the sword-sealing technique lies. If not, it would be incredible to be able to seal the weapons of a monk of the same level with bare hands."

Murong Yu said loudly: "Fairy, don't get me wrong. Murong Yu doesn't dare to covet the fairy's jade hands in the slightest. He just thinks that wearing a Buddha string will make him more peaceful and beautiful."

Sun Mengyao ignored Murong Yu and stood motionless, wearing green clothes and a white jade face, as quiet as an orchid.

She was waiting, waiting for half a stick of incense.

When the time came, she would clear Murong Yu out of Qingyun Pavilion, and she would do what she said.

Murong Yu was a smooth-hearted and very smart person, so he naturally knew that the other party would take action after half a stick of incense. Seeing that Sun Mengyao ignored him and stopped talking, he murmured in his heart: "Next, I have to seal her left hand before I have a chance."

Sun Mengyao glanced at the string of stone Buddha beads that Murong Yu never left his hand, and thought: "The stone Buddha beads in his hand are not ordinary, they must be his magic weapon. After a while, I forced him to use the stone Buddha beads, and saw the opportunity to seal the seal. If you have his orb, you will be able to defeat him."

The two stood facing each other.

Sun Mengyao's jade stood like an orchid, and Murong Yu held the beads in both hands, twisting them slowly and slowly.

.......

In the square, the people watching were confused. They could only see the movements of Murong Yu and Sun Mengyao on the psychic stone mirror, but they could not hear the conversation between them.

"What are these two people doing?"

"They seemed to be saying something and then stopped moving."

"Is this okay? One stick of incense is the upper limit."

"Perhaps they are each gaining momentum, and the next fight may be more serious.

Wonderful. "

"It makes some sense. The previous four moves were quite fast, but they were also lost quickly."

Among the crowd, Xu Yang's eyes were always staring at the battle situation shown on the psychic stone mirror. The demon dragon Ming Lin squatting on his shoulder said impatiently: "Are these two people fighting? It seems to me that they are eye-to-eye."

Xu Yang whispered: "Murong Yu is a very smart man. If he strikes first and the opponent seizes his weakness and seals the stone Buddha orb in his hand, he will most likely lose. Depending on the situation of the matchup, it is better to strike later. It's the best idea. And the secret of the guarding woman's sword is probably in her left hand."

.......

The time for half a stick of incense has come.

The image on the psychic stone mirror suddenly moved.

"Look."

"Moved."

"Both of them moved."

"Hit, beaten."

...

In the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Sun Mengyao tapped her toes on the ground, leaving only an afterimage on the spot, and arrived in front of Murong Yu. At the same time, her right hand turned into a palm sword and aimed at Murong Yu's heart pulse and stabbed it out.

At the front of his palm, there was a sharp silver light, as if there was a real sword intent.

"It's the palm sword technique!" Murong Yu's pupils shrank, and his body retreated quickly. He clenched his left fist and poured his magic power into the surface of his fist.

The surface of his left fist flashed with brown ripples, and it petrified in an instant, turning into a rock. It was his unique rock body.

Bang!

The fists and palms intersected, and there was a muffled sound, and a circular wave visible to the naked eye exploded in the air.

Murong Yu suddenly felt a little numb on his left shoulder, and thought to himself: "Her soul power is much higher than mine, and the palm sword technique is so domineering. If I hadn't petrified my left fist, I wouldn't be able to withstand her attack. If she doesn't use her left hand, I won't use the Stone Buddha Orb. If I continue to deal with her, half an incense stick of time will pass quickly."

The opposite Sun Mengyao didn't succeed in her palm, but she didn't mean to stop at all. Her body was as nimble as a butterfly, and her palm moved with her, and her palm was like a sword. But she always attacked with her left hand, and her right hand was behind her back.

The two of them chased each other in the vast space. Sun Mengyao was in a strong pursuit, while Murongyu fought and retreated.

Time slipped away bit by bit, and the timer incense became shorter and shorter.

Sun Mengyao narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, thinking in her heart: "There is not much time left. This Murongyu has been holding his stone Buddha orb in his right hand but not using it. He is still afraid that I will seal his treasure. However, you underestimate me, Sun Mengyao. I can't just seal your treasure."

Sun Mengyao suddenly showed her left hand behind her back.

She urged her magic power, and a pair of jade hands turned out at the same time.

"Palm sword-meteor sword formation!"

Suddenly, dozens of palm shadows formed a sword formation and covered it, like a meteor rain, covering a space of ten feet, and the void trembled, and a rumbling sound was heard.

It was impossible for Murongyu to dodge again.

Although he had the petrification technique, he was not a physical cultivator after all. He would probably suffer a great loss if he used the power of his petrified body to resist such a huge attack from the opponent.

Without thinking, Murong Yu held out his hands, and poured his magic power into the stone Buddha bead in his hand, and the stone Buddha bead began to spin.

"Secret method - Eighteen-mark stone Buddha!"

Instantly, the sitting Buddha patterns on the surface of the eighteen stone beads on the treasure rolled up, emitting circles of dazzling light. In the light, Sanskrit characters jumped endlessly, just like a small magic array.

Buzz!

With Murong Yu's urging, the magic array took shape and immediately cast a sitting Buddha image.

Pop, pop, pop, pop.

Each stone bead spit out a Sanskrit seal, and eighteen Buddha seals were added to it. The sitting Buddha image became more and more solid, and a stone Buddha appeared in a blink of an eye.

The stone Buddha was in front, protecting Murong Yu's body like a small mountain.

Boom, boom, boom!

For a time, sword energy flew, stone chips flew, thunder rolled in the void, and strong winds swept across.

The power of the move faded, and the two figures separated.

Murong Yu only felt the blood in his chest surging like a tide, and was surprised: "Her fighting power is still above mine."

Sun Mengyao's figure just stagnated slightly, and she quickly calculated in her heart: "The stone Buddha orb in Murong Yu's hand has reached the level of a magic weapon. If I don't use my real skills, I'm afraid there won't be enough time."

Sun Mengyao's eyes showed a fierce look, "Let you see the real sealing technique."

But seeing Sun Mengyao jump up, a phantom appeared in front of Murong Yu.

Without stopping for a moment, her left hand stretched out, revealing her snow-white and delicate palm.

A silver cicada wing rune the size of an egg suddenly appeared in her originally smooth palm. The cicada wing rune flashed a milky white glow, and the fine veins on it were clearly visible, just like a real cicada wing.

The left hand slapped down.

"Confucianism has teachings, transformation, dragon seal!"

Instantly, a cluster of seal characters spit out from the surface of the silver cicada wing, and the seal characters twisted and turned into a huge silver dragon head.

The silver dragon head opened its mouth angrily, almost covering Murong Yu's whole body.

At this moment, Murong Yu completely understood the essence of Sun Mengyao's "sealing sword technique". Sun Mengyao's left hand sealed a cicada wing magic weapon, which was compatible with her palm and could not be seen at ordinary times.

It's not that she has no weapons, her weapons have always been in her left hand.

Sun Mengyao practiced palm sword technique, plus the sword sealing magic weapon hidden in her left hand, balanced offense and defense, good at close combat, and had rivals among the cultivators of the same level.

Murong Yu suddenly felt his whole body tighten. If the opponent's "dragon sealing" technique fell on him, it would not be as simple as sealing the stone Buddha orb, and I'm afraid the whole person would be sealed. The only consequence is lying on the ground and being carried out.

"This is the moment." Murong Yu gritted his teeth and did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward to meet the opponent's power of the spell. A stone Buddha bead was coiled on his right wrist, and then he directly used his right palm to meet the opponent's left palm.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a circle of strong wind exploded, and the palms of the two hands were stuck together.

"Buddha soul blessing, Kunzang magic array... Stone sealing technique!"

The stone Buddha bead on Murong Yu's wrist suddenly moved, crawling along his wrist like a spirit snake, and then wrapped around the wrist of Sun Mengyao opposite.

Buzz... Buzz... Buzz...

The stone Buddha bead trembled constantly, and the eighteen Buddha beads kept running around like a raging waiter rolling on the ground, and clusters of stone brown Sanskrit characters gushed out.

In just a moment, the surface of Sun Mengyao's left wrist was blessed with a Buddhist seal by the stone Buddha bead.

The surface of Sun Mengyao's left wrist was quickly petrified by the power of the seal, turning into a stone brown. The meridians in her palm were instantly blocked, and the silver cicada wings on the surface of her palm quickly dimmed and disappeared in her palm.

The dragon-shaped seal power that Sun Mengyao had sacrificed dissipated in an instant without the blessing of her left hand, but a small part of the power still fell on Murong Yu's chest.

Bang!

Murong Yu felt a tightness in his chest and knelt on one knee.

Murong Yu desperately reached out and grabbed the stone Buddha bead wrapped around Sun Mengyao's wrist, and with the force, he stood up again.

Sun Mengyao didn't expect the other party to use this move and actually sealed her left hand. She was slightly stunned, then raised her right hand high and said coldly: "Murongyu, you did a good job. But you will still lose after being injured."

Dang——

A loud bell sounded.

Sun Mengyao turned her head and saw that the incense in the incense burner had burned out, and the time was up.

"This?" Sun Mengyao had no choice but to put down her raised right hand.

"I said that the fairy's jade hand would be more peaceful and beautiful if it was adorned with a Buddhist bead." Murong Yu's mouth was red, but he still joked.

He knew that although he lost to Sun Mengyao, he won this competition.

......

There was a cheer in the square.

"Murong Yu survived an incense stick of time."

"He actually won."

"Does this count as him passing the first level of Qingyun Pavilion?"

"This is the rule, time is up."

......

The deacon of Yu Daomen announced loudly: "Murong Yu of Jinfo Temple passed the first level of Qingyun Pavilion and obtained the qualification to participate in the trial of the Palace Realm of the Scholarly Family."

In the crowd, Xu Yang couldn't help but nod and said: "Murong Yu, well done."

Xu Yang turned his head and glanced at the little monk Jinyu, but the little monk Jinyu had his eyes closed, like a white jade sleeping Buddha.

"He fell asleep, which is also a practice." Xu Yang whispered.