Chapter 129: Two peaches kill three soldiers, the loss of magical artifacts and the attachment (Part 2)

Feng Junzi didn't expect that the first magic weapon Tianyue gave was actually a cloud-waving stick, and he was very surprised. Yun Zhongxian replied in a low voice: "I didn't know in advance, but I took it out and found that it was a cloud-waving stick."

Their words were very low, and I stood opposite the field and heard them vaguely. At this time, everyone in the valley was already very curious, and someone shouted loudly: "What kind of magical artifact is this? Can you introduce it?"

Feng Junzi reached out and rubbed his temples hard, and said with a wry smile: "I think I know the fairy's intention. I'm the immortal in Yunzhong, you can introduce this thing to the people of the world."

The immortal in Yunzhong waved his cloud staff in one swaying and said to the valley with a crisp voice: "The first magic weapon is the token of the chief Yunmen, one of the nine gates of the Forgetful Palace, called the Cloud Waving Staff. The wonderful use of this stick is the power of waving the clouds. When it is used, it is endless and its spiritual consciousness can be extremely high. Those who are good at guarding can form a fog array in the Yunmen, and those who are good at attacking can sacrifice to the flowing clouds and flying mountains. Those who get it can know in detail when they are used. This tool also has a special magical use - a real person who holds it, and there is a secret that can control the weapon and rush into the clouds."

The sound in the valley suddenly became a little messy. Everyone could guess it was a good thing, but they didn't expect it to be such a good thing - the token of the head of the Wangqingyun Sect! It was indeed not under the Zhengyi Sanbao. Not to mention anything else, just say that the use of Tengyun is enough to make most people covet. The real person can hold on to Tengyun, which means that with the cultivation level of me and even Han Ziying, you can Tengyun fly to the sky with the cloud wave stick and secret!

After Yun Zhongxian introduced it, he lowered his hands and stopped talking. Feng Junzi ignored what everyone was talking about, but made a gesture to me. I turned around and said to Gu Zhong: "Who wants to take this cloud-waving stick? If you have already recommended the sect, please go to the sidelines to agree on the order of action... Shi once again stated that only one person is released in each sect, no matter whether it is big or small, this sect can win this magic weapon, no matter whether it can win this magic weapon, this sect can no longer fight for the next magic weapon."

Although everyone wants things, everyone has a small plan in their hearts. Fighting for this opportunity means losing the next opportunity. Those who are willing to take action want to wait and see if there are other people to compete for it. Do you have a chance to win? After waiting for a long time, no one is the first to stand up. I gave me one chore, and I asked loudly three times patiently and happily, but no one stood up. Feng Junzi was a little impatient and sat on the chair and shouted: "If no one comes to take it, even if everyone gives up, I will thank everyone for Fairy Tianyue."

Feng Junzi's words really worked, and two people immediately stood up. The first one was Bao Chun, the head of the Xuanming Sect who had conflicted with Feng Junzi several times. He walked out a few steps: "The head of the Xuanming Sect is not talented, and he is willing to show his ugly appearance." Almost at the same time he spoke, another person stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Yu Wenshu, the owner of Tingtao Villa, is here to attract jade to accompany the heroes of the world." Tingtao Villa is located on the eastern coast of Zhejiang and is a major family in the world. The owner of the farm Yu Wenshu is nearly 70 years old and is also a very famous expert in the cultivation world. He was the one when the major sects discussed the rules just now.

When the two of them were talking, they found each other standing up and exchanged their eyes, which was a little embarrassed. Someone had moved his steps and wanted to go out, but when they saw that these two people had stepped forward, most of them retreated. Practitioners pay attention to fate when doing things, and even though they knew they could not win, they would not be embarrassed. Yuwen Shu and Bao Chun were already very important experts. Seeing these two people walking to the sidelines, I asked to Guzhong again: "The head of Xuanming Sect, Bao Chun, and the owner of Yuwen Village, Tingtao Villa, are willing to show up to thank the beauty of the Forgetful Palace. I wonder if there are any experts in the world who want to take action?"

I glanced over and found that there were at least seven or eight people in the valley with their expressions eager to try, and their steps were moving outward. But at this time, one of them said a ragged man walked to the sidelines and said respectfully: "Yu Cangwu, a disciple of Haitian Valley, saluted all the seniors. I dared to ask my seniors to give me some advice on my cultivation."

Many people have seen Yu Cangwu's cultivation level with their own eyes at the sect conference. Although he was defeated by Qiye, his skills were not inferior to everyone in the field. If Hefeng, Hexi, Gu Yun Feiyan and others did not take action, no one could compete with him. As soon as Yu Cangwu appeared, the scene calmed down and no one would have any idea of ​​swinging the cloud stick. He watched the show and waited for the next magic weapon. I glanced at Gu Yun Sect intentionally or not, and saw Fei Yan standing honestly, without any intention of taking action. I said to everyone: "Yu Cangwu is willing to swing the cloud stick in Haitian Valley, and are there any other colleagues willing to appear. I counted three times. If the three sounds were finished and no one was over, please ask these three experts to agree to the ownership of the magic weapon... one, two,..."

"Slowly, may I ask Shi Xiaozhen, can you take action?" Someone suddenly spoke behind me, and it was Feng Junzi who wanted to fight for the cloud-waving staff himself.

Old Man Bao Chun, who had already ended, said dissatisfied: "Young Master, since you have stood up for the Wangqing Palace these days, do you also want to compete for the magic weapon sent by the Wangqing Palace? In this way, is there any kind of good intentions of Master Thunder Tianyue?"

Feng Junzi ignored him, but looked at me and asked, "Can I take action? Shi Xiaozhen, you are an arbitrator, you must not be biased and impartial."

Can I not let him play if Feng Junzi wants to take action? He is impartial, so that I can find him a high-sounding excuse. No wonder I came to do arbitration. I thought about it and replied loudly: "Master Tianyue means that everyone in the valley has the opportunity to obtain this magic weapon. You are also one of everyone, of course you can take action. But, what sect do you represent?"

Feng Junzi: "Although I was taught in the Forgetful Palace, I have long been expelled from the sect. I am a scattered person in the world without any sects."

I asked Hefeng on the sidelines again: "May I ask Hefeng's leader, if the Zhengyi Sect sect wins the championship, can the sanren of the Jianghu participate?"

He Feng nodded: "Yes."

I turned to Feng Junzi and said, "Since that's the case, you can go on the field to compete... There are four people in the field now, please let the four of them compete first. The two winners will finally decide to take the cloud stick. Which two will come to the field first?"

Feng Junzi: "You are an arbitrator, and it is up to you to decide who fights with whom. As long as it is fair, I will not object."

I thought about it for a long time after hearing this. Among the other three, Yu Cangwu has a high level of cultivation, but what I saw with my own eyes is not the opponent of Feng Junzi. As for Lao Ren Baochun and Chinese Language Tree, I don’t know the details. Instead of having a more variable, it is better to decide the outcome in the first battle first, and also show my fairness and justice. I pondered and said, “The four people in the field, Yu Wen and Baochun are senior brothers, and they are both masters of the great sects. It is also an elegant thing to discuss with each other. You are a senior, and Yu Cangwu is a junior. I think Yu Cangwu will first ask you for advice as a junior. After the victory and defeat of you two have been decided, the two leaders will take action again.”

This is not a ranking of the competition, but a grabbing thing. If only one person can win, the outcome of the first round will not matter. I let Feng Junzi and Yu Cangwu, the two most powerful masters, come on the field first. Bao Chun and Dengfeng's faces showed a relaxed look. No matter what, a big enemy was first. It was all over the place. The people in the valley were just watching the fun now. Of course, there was no objection to seeing these two masters fighting first.

Feng Junzi stood up holding Hei Ruyi in his hand. Yun Zhongxian beside him asked with some concern: "Young Master, do you really want to take action?"

Feng Junzi smiled bitterly: "I will take you under my sect and give you the name of Yunzhongxian. If you lose the cloud waving stick, how can you, the disciple, enter the Yunmen? I already know the fairy's intention. If you don't take it back today, you will have to take it back." Feng Junzi shook his sleeves and said to Cangwu: "Haitian Valley? This name sounds very good. You are Yu Cangwu who made a big splash at the sect conference. You are really awesome young man. How do you want to compare with me?"

Although Feng Junzi spoke in a mask, others could see that he was pretending to be old and angry at a young age, but he was embarrassed to laugh. Yu Cangwu walked a few steps forward and replied in a regular manner: "Uncle Master, you are an elder. As long as you say one thing, the younger generation should obey your order."

His uncle from Master was so happy that Feng Junzi said, and his tone was joking: "The great leader taught us to fight in literature and not fight in martial arts. Since I am an elder, I cannot bully you, you may be embarrassed to come with me. This way, we use a literary fight, and we will not hurt each other's harmony, and I will not lose my identity as an elder."

Yu Cangwu: "I have no objection, how do I fight with you?"

Feng Junzi pulled out a rice paper folding fan from his arms and spread it out, "I have a fan here. I will write the four words "Fengliu Tianxia" on the fan. Once I move my pen, it is equivalent to taking action, and the strokes cannot stop. When I finish writing the four words, you can still stand in the field, even if you win. If you are forced out of the field by the strokes in my calligraphy before my last stroke falls, even if you lose... You are now drawing a circle in this scene. As long as the place is enough, you can draw as big as you want. Don't be polite to me." I know the fan in Feng Junzi's hand, which was carefully selected by Qixin and given to him by Mr. Xuanhua.

Although Feng Junzi is young, he does have the style of a senior in his work. His "literary battle" actually made Yu Cangwu take a lot of advantage. I have encountered the enemy with the brushstrokes in calligraphy. I once encountered him, and he fought Zeming in the mountains. Unfortunately, Zeming was a fool who looked at it with an empty aphor and was useless. It turned out that Feng Junzi could also play this trick.

Yu Cangwu: "Thank you for your help, I'm better to obey your orders than to be respectful." After saying that, he walked around and circled a circle with his toes. This open space is ten feet in a circle, but the circle drawn by Yu Cangwu is less than two feet in diameter, which obviously does not want to take advantage of the gentleman.

Feng Junzi shook his head: "It turns out that you are very skilled and brave, but your circle is too small! I'm afraid you can't dodge and it's inconvenient for me to do it. Draw another one, at least five meter in a circle." Yu Cangwu did not refuse when he saw him saying this, and walked again to draw a larger circle, which was exactly five meter in a circle. After drawing, he stood in the center of the circle.

Feng Junzi: "Are you ready?"

Yu Cangwu: "Please give me some advice."

Feng Junzi took two steps forward, spreading the white clouds of the folding fan in front of him with his left hand. He patted the black Ruyi at his waist with his right hand, and two large and small balls of black air flew out from the black Ruyi. Feng Junzi raised his hand and lifted it in the air. The large ball of black mist flew between his fingers and condensed into a pure black pen holder. The small ball of black mist hangs under the pen holder and turns into the shape of the pen tip. Feng Junzi changes the dragon soul and becomes a pure black brush with up and down. Holding the pen in his hand, he begins to seriously lower his head to write. This battle of writing begins quietly.

The four words "Fenghuan Tianxia" sound more imposing if they are written in cursive script, but Feng Junzi wrote regular regular script. The stroke order of his writing is a bit inconsistent with the rules. In layman's terms, it is to turn the pen tip. He first gently wrote the word "worm" on white paper.

When he wrote the word "worm", a sound gradually came from the field. The sound appeared in the five-meter-a-meter-a-round area of ​​Cangwu, and surrounded him from all directions. Although it was not big, it was rustling and dense. It sounded like thousands of ants sucking bones, making people feel sad and terrifying, and they were about to fight! Feng Junzi started his hand and seemed to be like Zeming I met last time, which was also a kind of spiritual attack, attacking Cangwu from all directions without leaving any gaps.

There is endless fear and horror, and those with weak minds may turn around and run away. Countless ants are crawling on their bodies, biting the internal organs and bones of their bodies. Even if you have the power of a king, you cannot get rid of them. What is this feeling? There are many younger disciples in the valley who are not strong in their minds and have not practiced enough to cover their ears and show a painful expression. Just hearing the sound is like this, so Yu Cangwu, who was under the mental attack on the scene, can be imagined!

Looking at Yu Cangwu again, he closed his eyes and moved his eyelashes slightly, but his body still did not move. Feng Junzi exclaimed softly: "Sure enough, he has achieved success in asceticism, but his mind is still stronger than his muscles and bones." After saying that, he added a stroke to the "worm", and the rustling sound disappeared in a blink of an eye. Then the strokes did not stop, and a border of the word "ji" was added outside. The first word "feng" was written.
Chapter completed!