Chapter 243 The Position of the National Teacher, Step Forward for a Battle

The crowd of powerhouses onlookers couldn't bear it any longer, and flew into the air one after another, heading towards the enchanted mountain peak.

At this time, three beams of light suddenly shot from a distance, and fell directly on the opposite mountain peak, standing out of nothing.

One of the Buddha lights was shining brightly, forming a circle of light, and a Buddha's cry came from inside: "Amitabha, the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall of Xuankong Temple, the circle light, intends to be the national teacher. Everyone, please go back!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the vast Buddha light rushed to the four directions like a tide.

The many strong men flying towards the enchanted mountain trembled suddenly, and flew back uncontrollably, staggering and landing on the altar square.

"Hanging Temple! Master of Yuanguang Hall!"

Everyone looked up with ugly faces, only to feel that the gap between themselves and him was too great.

"As expected of the three sects, I am far inferior. The position of the national teacher is indisputable."

"Thank you, Master Yuanguang, for your mercy!"

"..."

Everyone had different attitudes, but none of them continued to fly out.

At this moment, most of the strong contenders for the position of national teacher disappeared.

"Yuanguang, it's not your turn to cover the sky with one hand! My Taiyi Immortal Sect is also interested in the position of national teacher, it seems that I have seen the truth!"

Not far away, the other two rays of light appeared, they were two Taoists, and they said loudly.

After finishing speaking, she glanced around, and said to herself: "The poor Daoist Taiyi Immortal has a clean family and a deadly life. If anyone refuses to accept it, you can come forward and fight!"

Everyone was in an uproar, these two people turned out to be from Taiyi Immortal Sect.

"No, Qingyu, Jueming! This name...they are the heads of the four branches of the Taiyi Immortal Sect!"

"Hey, what a fart! Don't argue, don't argue!"

Many people were completely depressed. For the sake of a national teacher, so many gods and figures appeared.

"Hehe, Xuankong Temple, Taiyi Immortal Sect? My suzerain is not talented, but I also want to compete for the position of national teacher!"

At this time, the fat old man, who had not moved in the crowd and had not followed the crowd just now, jumped up and stood in mid-air.

On the opposite side, Yuan Guang and Qing Yu's eyes sank: "Yao Wangzong, Qu Sanduo?"

The fat old man laughed, clasped his fists and said, "It's Qu, I've met three of you."

There was an exclamation from the crowd below: "He is Qu Sanduo, the deputy suzerain of the Medicine King Sect, and I heard that he is an existence above the Dao Body Realm!"

"I'm ignorant, may I ask what state is above the physical state?"

"He came from the countryside, right? Above the Dao Body Realm is called a Celestial Being, and after the Celestial Realm, it's called a Climbing Immortal. If you reach the peak of the Immortal Realm, you can pass the catastrophe and become an Immortal. But unfortunately, there is no way to become an Immortal in this world."

"So that's how it is...heavenly beings..."

Everyone looked up at the four figures in the sky, although they were not far apart, they felt so far away.

However, at this moment, three rays of light shot out from below.

"Hehe, Wang Hong, the Heavenly Demon Sect, also wants to try the position of the national teacher! Your Majesty the Empress, don't you mind?"

"Hahaha, how can I be missing in such a lively scene! I am Kunpeng, the demon master of the Heavenly Demon Court!"

"Ancestral Demon Cave, Fang Wan'er!"

The last one to appear was a woman in purple yarn, causing Qingquan's eyes to concentrate slightly. This person turned out to be the leader of the group of monsters in the Fulai Inn.

But Zhang Ming's eyes all fell on the man from the Sky Demon Sect.

"Wang Hong... the plane traveler Wang Hong!"

The other party seemed to sense his gaze, looked down, and revealed a wicked smile.

This Wang Hong looks very young, with a tall and straight figure, and his face is as sharp as a knife. If he were placed in another world, he would definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

"Where did you cross into this world from? Are there other people who also crossed over?"

At this moment, Zhang Ming's heart was full of doubts.

At the same time, he secretly made a decision in his heart: "The opponent must be captured alive!"

And with the appearance of these three people, there was a commotion below.

"Your Majesty! These three people turned out to be the Demon Sect and the Yaozu. Please order them to be captured immediately and sent to prison!"

A minister directly asked for orders.

The complexions of the other aristocratic families and sect powerhouses below changed drastically.

Show alert color.

The Empress Wu Mingxian smiled slightly: "It is true that the edict does not say that the Demon Sect and the Yaozu are not allowed to participate in the battle of the national teachers. Since you have already come, let's stay and compete!"

The ministers were in an uproar, not understanding the intention of the Empress.

But once the holy will has been sent out, it can no longer be taken back.

All the ministers couldn't help looking at each other, swallowing their words after all, but their dissatisfaction with the Empress was beyond words.

"The yellow-haired girl dares to proclaim the emperor, she really missed me..."

A minister sighed inwardly.

Wang Hong of Tianmozong, Kunpeng of Tianyaoting, and Fang Wan'er of Zuyaodong stood in a three-legged position, facing Xuankong Temple, Taiyi Immortal Gate and Yaowanggu on the opposite side.

And this is not the end yet, I saw several escaping lights flying out one after another from below.

"In the thatched cottage on the Lower Minjiang River, Tang Kyushu!"

The first one to speak out was a hidden powerhouse, and there were only a handful of people present who had heard of his reputation.

Fu Jing reminded from the side: "Your Majesty, leader, this person is a peerless powerhouse who crossed Nanyangzhou seventy years ago and once suppressed Confucianism."

Subsequent people reported their names one by one.

"Hey, I am Yanshi of Mingzong."

This person is very low-key, completely different from Wang Hong, and even comes from the four major demon sects.

"The owner of the Blood Fiend Pavilion, Li Qianchou!"

"Sect Master of Feiyun Sect, Shen Feixia!"

The two in the back obviously didn't deal with each other, and while registering their own numbers, they looked at each other fiercely.

"Hehe, the matter in the capital, how can I miss the Li family in Luocheng! The surviving ancestor of the Li family, Li Shutong!"

As soon as this person appeared, all the ministers and powerful people present looked up with relief in their eyes.

Li Shutong is the strongest ancestor in the contemporary family.

As soon as this person finished speaking, a sense of grandeur suddenly rose in the capital, and the next moment, an old man stepped forward from it.

His steps were obviously slow, but he arrived close in an instant.

"Old Dongming Academy, Wang Haoran. I also want to compete for the position of this national teacher!"

Zhang Ming's eyes shrank instantly, this person is Wang Haoran, the contemporary sage of Confucianism!

For a time, strong men gathered on the Two Immortal Mountains.

Those who can stand in mid-air are all peerless powerhouses of the present age, and anyone who can be taken out can subdue an entire region.

Empress Wu Mingxian stood in front of Fu Jing and Qingquan, and said softly: "You can see that the rise and fall of the three sects, the honor and disgrace of the Great Jin Dynasty all depend on today's battle."

She didn't say her name, but Fu Jing knew that this was said to Qingquan.

Qingquan opened his eyes wide, looking at the peak powerhouse in this world, an unprecedented urge to become stronger rose in his heart.

"When will I, Lingshu Guan, and the Great Jin Dynasty be so powerful? Or can they be used by my Great Jin Dynasty?"

At this moment, he unconsciously assumed roles one by one.

He is Qingquan, a disciple of Lingshu Temple, a member of the Great Jin Dynasty, and even... a future emperor!

The three looked up to the sky, and saw another ray of light flying from the altar square.

It was a blue ray of light, and a blue-robed Taoist appeared in mid-air, bowing to the four directions and saying: "Poverty Taoist Zhuoguang Mountain Spirit Pivot to observe the Qing emblem, today the position of the national teacher is none other than me. Everyone, please fight!" Bar!"

While speaking, he shook his palm, and a blood-red long sword appeared in his palm.

"This sword is called Yuantu. It is best at slaughtering immortals and destroying Buddhas. I will send it to you today."

When everyone heard the words, Qiqi was furious: "Arrogance!"

Originally, everyone was aroused by the master of the Yuanguang Palace, but now they turned their heads and aimed at Lingshu Guanqinghui.

But Zhang Ming laughed and said: "Since the poor Taoist came today, he also wanted to win the position of the national teacher, so he didn't plan to keep a low profile. I entered the enchantment and waited for everyone!"

As he spoke, he was the first to fall into the barrier light of the opposite mountain peak.

Entering the enchantment is equivalent to standing in a ring, waiting for others to challenge.

Everyone in the altar square shook their heads: "This person is really ignorant. Since he wants to fight for the position of the national teacher, but he is the first to end, he does not hesitate to declare war on all the strong. He wants to fight against the thirteen peaks with his own power. The strongest?"

"Lingshu Guan Qinghui... Hehe, I thought it was a person from one side, but who knew that such arrogance and boundlessness would really bring about death."

"Let's see how he will be defeated!"

"..."

As everyone said, the eyes of the thirteen strong men standing above all showed hostility.

"Hahaha, why don't I let the pavilion master find the way for you!"

The owner of the Xuesha Pavilion, Li Qianchou, looked around, and was the first to say, "Qing Hui, you, Lingshuguan, have repeatedly killed my disciples in the Xuesha Pavilion, and recently even led someone to capture my disciples and put them in the prison. ! Today’s new and old grudges, it’s better to settle them together!”

He took a step forward and fell into the enchantment light.

In fact, he came here not really to compete for the position of national teacher, but to make a higher reputation for Xuesha Pavilion.

He knew that he was not the opponent of the three strong men, so he made up his mind before he came up, and only challenged the weakest person, so that there would be no fatal danger, and he could spread the name of himself and the Blood Fiend Pavilion all over the world. world.

The other twelve strong men were silent, watching him face to face with Lingshu Guanqinghui.

Zhang Ming held the Yuantu sword in his hand, and shook his head slightly: "The jumping beam clown dares to be an enemy of the poor."

He threw the sword in his hand, Yuantu sword instantly turned into a crimson light, and went straight to Li Qianchou on the opposite side.

"Huh? Just with a sword, you want to defeat me?!"

Li Qianchou sneered, and wanted to avoid the sword glow, and use the blood fiend skill to attack Zhang Ming.

However, at this moment, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a huge gap in his heart.

"This is impossible!"

Yuan Tujian hadn't arrived yet, why was he injured?

"No, it's not just injuries...uh..."

His consciousness was confused for an instant, and the next moment, his body was torn apart and shattered into powder.

The pavilion master of a generation of Blood Fiend Pavilion fell into the enchantment of Liangxian Mountain without even a chance to make a move!

There was silence on the altar square.

Tang Jiuzhou above looked surprised: "The rules are the treasure?"

The suzerain of Feiyun Sect, Shen Feixia, already had a grudge against Xuesha Pavilion, and applauded: "Good kill! Daoist Qing Hui, just focus on this, this suzerain will not be your enemy!"

As she spoke, she flew aside, expressing that she would not make a move.

Anyone with a discerning eye can understand that her cultivation level is almost the same as that of Li Qianchou, this is an excuse to protect herself wisely.

The powerhouses of the Three Sects and the Four Demons and Three Demons did not speak, but their eyes were serious.

The so-called treasures of rules are some treasures that can invoke the rules of heaven, and it is impossible to guard against them in the realm of heaven and man.

The biggest difference between achieving the Heavenly Human Realm and the Dao Body Realm is that the Heavenly Human Realm can already grasp the power of some rules of the Dao of Heaven.

Yuantu Sword is one of the two innate spiritual treasures of the Patriarch Minghe. It is not a lie to slaughter immortals and destroy Buddhas. Li Qianchou, the master of the Xuesha Pavilion, is no match.

Qingquan watched from below with bright eyes, and suddenly ordered: "General Fu, after the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, order people to hunt down and kill the disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion with all their strength. I want this Blood Fiend Pavilion...the pavilion will be destroyed!"

Fu Jing's whole body trembled, she raised her eyes to look at Empress Wu Mingxian, seeing that His Majesty did not express anything, she couldn't help but replied heavily: "I will obey orders!"

And Zhang Ming stood in the enchantment of the formation, glanced at the top and smiled: "The next one, who dares to fight!?"

Saint Haoran and Li Shutong, the most powerful person in the family, looked at each other.

Confucianism and aristocratic families have always been inseparable, and the two of them are actually the same way.

Wang Haoran originally planned to stay in the Dongming Academy, ignore world affairs, and only wait until the struggle between the three sects and Buddhism and Taoism is over, and then come out to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

Who would have thought that the empress would set up this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven halfway through, which would cause all his calculations to come to naught.

If you don't fight for the position of the national teacher, Confucianism will have no chance at all.

He looked down at the altar below, only to see the magnificent empress smiling calmly, as if she didn't take him seriously at all.

"Unfortunately, such a peerless figure is not from my Confucianism..."

Wang Haoran sighed softly in his heart, although his disciple Nie Qingqing was also the proud son of heaven, but he was obviously far behind this empress by thousands of miles.

Li Shutong seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, and suddenly stepped out of nowhere, falling towards the barrier.

"Li Shutong from the capital, I have met the Taoist priest Qing Hui!"

He cupped his hands and saluted, ready to test the master of the Spiritual Pivot Temple again.

Zhang Ming raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "You still have some courtesy, the dispute between the aristocratic family and the poor family is the number of days, not the responsibility of the poor. In this case, if the poor don't kill you today, there will be others in the future kill you."

Li Shutong laughed angrily: "Then Li must thank Daoist Qing Hui!"

Zhang Ming shook his head: "See if you can take a few sword strikes from the poor, and you will understand later how much this thank you is worth."

As he said that, he threw the Yuantu sword again, with the intent of the sword.

"Majestic and upright, Qi pierces the sky!"

Clouds rose from Li Shutong's body, and he became one with the entire sky in an instant.

"Qing Hui, you also take Li's sword!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and his mighty aura condensed into a sword of Confucianism and Taoism, stabbing towards the opposite side.

Yuan Tujian was actually distorted by his Haoran Sword and retreated back to the original place.

"Interesting, you turned out to be in the realm of heaven and man!"

Zhang Ming did not expect that this was actually the second sage of Confucianism hidden in the aristocratic family.

However, there was no fear or excitement on his face, he just grabbed the hilt of Yuantu sword suddenly with one hand, and shouted softly: "Zhan Tian, ​​draw the sword!"

boom--

The sword intent swept across the entire sky at this moment.

The awe-inspiring righteousness also dissipated in an instant.

Li Shutong was stunned: "This is impossible! What kind of sword technique is this!?"

The next moment, he felt a pain in his left arm, and it broke at the root.

Zhang Ming took the sword back and said, "This sword is called Zhantian Drawing Swordsmanship, I told you so poorly, I will spare your life."

A look of horror appeared on Li Shutong's face, as long as the sword was deflected a little bit earlier, he would have died on the spot.

"Thank you...thank you, Taoist priest, for your kindness."

He quickly sealed the wound, turned around and escaped from the range of the formation barrier.

The entire Liangxian Mountain was silent.

Slashing two peak powerhouses in succession, no one dares to underestimate this contemporary master of the Spiritual Pivot Temple.

A faint voice sounded in the enchantment: "Is there any more?"

PS: 8500 words, the holiday is over