Chapter 447: Belated Realization
When all the brothers and sisters saw this scene, they all wanted to rush up and take this opportunity.
Even the master of this little brother, the Eighth Elder, couldn't sit still.
"Good disciple, stretch out your hand, stretch out your hand!"
After a long time, this little brother finally made up his mind. He looked up at Zhong Qing.
And Zhong Qing gave him an affirmative look.
He took a step forward and poked his finger inward.
Puff.
The halo exploded.
A scroll broke out of the shell in the middle.
As soon as the scroll came out, a crisp bell sounded in the nine-day cloud!
Instantly, everyone looked up.
But they saw a golden bell that almost covered the sky and the earth hanging in the sky.
Right below the bell, there was a faint golden silk thread, and the silk thread was just connected to this scroll.
"This is the Divine Yellow Heart Sutra!"
"Another Half-Venerable Heart Cultivation Treasure Book!"
"The top-level Heart Sutra that focuses on killing power! The best among the Half-Venerable! It is known as the strongest heart sutra below the Venerable!"
The shocked voice of the Sixth Elder echoed between heaven and earth.
For a moment, it was even louder than the summoning of the Heaven and Earth Bell when the Divine Yellow Heart Sutra was offered.
The junior brother stretched out his hand, and the Heart Sutra fell into his hand.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, Master!"
The two brothers who received the reward were very excited and bowed to Zhong Qing to thank him.
Feng Buqun was so angry when he saw this scene!
Regret!
Really regretful!
Compared with these two treasures, they are no worse than the Heaven-Swallowing Gourd hanging on the master's waist!
Just taking it out casually, it was such a handicraft.
The master's background is not what they imagined at all.
But just now, why did I say that I would not participate in the competition!
The Sixth Elder stared at Feng Buqun.
"Brother, my good brother, look at what's going on!"
"We can't take it from our brother!"
The Sixth Elder was so angry that his teeth were trembling, and Feng Buqun's two beards were curled up.
He was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time, and all his emotions turned into a sound.
"Hey!"
The brothers in the field were very lively.
Zhong Qing on the top was very calm. He took a sip of wine and spoke lightly.
"You two are mainly speed and defense, but you complement each other."
"I think these two secret treasures are just right for you."
"Don't forget to learn from each other when you get the secret treasures in the future."
Zhong Qin said a few words casually.
In fact, if he was not worried that the more than 10,000 disciples would not make progress and only know how to sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor.
Zhong Qing didn't even want to hold this competition.
If he randomly picked out a few exercises and threw them out, it would probably help the disciples improve a lot.
This is just a process.
Of course, it is just a process for Zhong Qing.
But for the brothers and sisters off the field, it is not the case at all.
This is a semi-sage-level magic treasure.
Even if Fengyu Sect is like the Optimus Prime in the Land of Chaos, it is only a fragment of a sage-level scroll!
Just when a group of Fengyu Sect disciples were about to rush up to participate in the competition.
But they found that two figures were already fighting!
"Junior brother! I haven't fought with you for many years! Today I just feel like it!"
"Why don't you and I fight!"
In everyone's sight.
The fifth elder of Fengyu Sect, who is also the 22nd disciple of Zhong Qing, rushed out in a hurry.
He punched the eighth elder on the sidelines directly!
The two fought in an instant.
Feng Buqun, who was regretting on the side, saw it and his eyelids twitched.
Why didn't I think of it!
"Not fair!"
"Junior brother! As the sect master, I haven't fought with you for a long time! Why don't we take this opportunity today! Come on!"
Feng Buqun attacked the Sixth Elder in a flash.
Swish, swish, swish!
Before the disciples of Fengyu Sect could react.
The old-timers of the elders were already fighting in the competition arena.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
It's true.
The old ones are still the best!
Looking at the crowds of people on the competition arena, Zhong Qing frowned.
He couldn't help but think.
Luckily, he didn't throw out the more advanced skills directly.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess now? !
So, Zhong Qing stood up.
He left more than a dozen semi-venerable skills or secret treasures on the high platform, as well as several real venerable skills, and then disappeared in a flash.
The things left by Zhong Qing soon made the entire Fengyu Sect a mess, and everyone rushed to grab them without any shame.
Of course.
The final decision was that all Zhong Qing's disciples, as long as they were suitable, could practice these exercises.
The benefits brought by high-level exercises were also huge.
These more than 10,000 disciples began to break through in a short period of time.
And Zhong Qing's reputation in the entire Fengyu Sect also rose.
You know.
Before, they were willing to submit to Zhong Qing, more because of the recognition of the first generation and the recognition of Xiaoga and Qilin as the master, just blindly obeying.
As for Zhong Qing himself, they didn't know much.
But now, they finally understood why beings like their own totems and unicorns recognized Zhong Qing as their master.
This generation has a tacit attitude towards their children recognizing a human being as their master...
day.
Many days passed in a flash.
While Zhong Qing was immersed in Feng Yu Sect's leisure life.
A place of chaos.
There is an evil cultivating sect hidden in the land of chaos, inside the Cangjia Gate.
At this time, there were screams.
Countless blood souls of life and death condensed and dispersed in the sky.
The entire Cangjia Mountain turned into a mass of blood.
The ground was full of smelly and dirty corpses of evil cultivators.
Five of the eight elders of Cang Jiazong had died suddenly.
Almost all the disciples of the huge Cangjia Sect, from the Three Yin Realm to the Eighth Heaven of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, were slaughtered.
They had always been the initiators of killings, but at this moment they became the ones being killed.
Outside the gate of Cang Jiazong Mountain, a rickety bloody figure staggered down the long steps.
He is the great elder of the eighth level of the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm of Cangjia Sect.
Every inch of his body was shattered.
The originally thick and solid demonic energy around him was accumulated through countless lives.
At this time, it had turned into wisps of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.
The expression of the great elder of Cang Jiazong was like this. He looked back at the mountain gate with great fear.
There, all the evil cultivators in Cangjia Mountain were slaughtered!
"you!"
"If you dare to kill me! When my sect master comes back, I will definitely not let you go!"
"At that time, you will be skinned and cramped!"
The great elder shouted hoarsely, and his eyes almost popped out of his withered face.
Their Cang Jiazong has been working in the chaotic land for thousands of years and has already made a name for itself.
In fact, other nearby sects were either passively relocated or directly eliminated.
This kind of Cang Jiazong has only massacred other families for thousands of years.
There was never a time when my family was slaughtered.
But today, someone came to knock over the door!
Suddenly, an extremely harsh sound broke through the air.
next moment.
A sword blade flew over from the mountain gate lightly.
Uh-huh!
The long sword penetrates the heart with one strike!
After the great elder of Cang Jiazong spit out a mouthful of blood, he suddenly died.
"Who?! How dare you come to our Cang Jiazong to act wild!?"
At this moment, an angry rebuke resounded from the sky.
The rainy dome even became a little brighter with this roar.
With a sound of falling, the dark clouds were shaken away.
boom!
A thick figure fell from the sky.
His eyes were scarlet as he scanned everything around him.