Chapter 420: The ancestral teachings cannot be violated


    "Don''t go to the stage. Lu Yang, you kid, have experienced so much along the way. It''s my turn to get better!" Meng Jingzhou stopped Lu Yang and Zhao Po, who had no plans to go to the stage.


    Before Meng Jingzhou came to power, someone took the lead. He was a middle-aged man who looked quite calm, with long beards and gentle.


    The middle-aged man with long beards is famous locally. Some people in the audience recognized him: "It is Mr. Xiang Da from Tenglong Academy. He opened Tenglong Academy and taught countless scholars. He even taught a juren. His disciples are everywhere in wastelands, and even the imperial capital has his disciples!"


    "More than that, he is also an orthodox Confucian scholar. I heard from a student who has graduated that he had already achieved the early stage of Jindan five years ago. Now I don''t know if it is a breakthrough. I don''t know how many Jindan families want their descendants to join him. They don''t hesitate to pay a lot of money as a gift, but he refused!"


    "What? It''s the early stage of the Golden Pill five years ago. How can I fight for it? How could Fairy Qingluo win him!"


    The immortal world likes to use the word "fairy" to praise the beauty, talent and strength of female cultivators. After all, in public awareness, there is no woman among immortals, and the word fairy is not used as much as you want.


    Lu Yang never used "fairy" to praise people. It''s not that he used words with caution, but that he felt that this was not a word to praise people...


    "Don''t panic, Fairy Qingluo is talented and is only eighteen years old in the late stage of foundation building. She is the youngest among the leaders of Yuntai Sect in history. She may not be able to fight in the early stage of the Golden Pill!"


    "That''s great...wait, doesn''t that mean we have no chance?"


    Mr. Xiang Da stood on the ring with an elegant smile on his lips: "Master Qing, please."


    Qingluo sighed leisurely: "Mr. Xiang Da, have you not read the rules? The participating monks must be under 20 years old. You are in your forties. Even if I look for my husband, I should find someone who is about the same age as me, right?"


    Mr. Xiang Da was hit and was full of poetry. He wrote two poems on the spot: "You are not born yet, you are old, you are destined to be undestined."


    "Yes, so if I can ask you to step down, I paid the venue fee for one day, and the time is limited."


    Mr. Xiang stepped down in a daze.


    The monks who followed up on stage were more reliable. They were all young talents in their 20s, including women dressed as men and walked around the world.


    "This is called Qingluo''s foundation. Although it has flaws, it is extremely rare to practice in this environment, lack guidance, and have such a foundation building. Either it has an adventure or a genius."


    "It''s pretty good. Even in our corpse-driving sect, we can still be selected as a true disciple and compete for the top eight or even the top four in the sect competition."


    Lu Yang and Zhao Po whispered to Qingluo''s talent.


    "How about pulling this person into the corpse-driven sect, it would be a pity for such a genius to stay in such a small place." Lu Yang said with a smile.


    "It depends on my personal choice. I can try it, but it may not be possible. I have seen many people who are unwilling to give up their own sects, saying that this is a place to take in and raise themselves, and they cannot abandon their own sects."


    "And because of the martial arts, our people in the corpse-driven sect have turned pale as if they had been dead for several days. Some monks are unwilling to join us because of this, but join other first-class sects." Zhao Po pointed to his face that was paleer than a woman and said, whether it was an orthodox corpse-driven sect or an unorthodox corpse-driven sect, their faces were like this.


    Lu Yang nodded, deeply convinced that when he first saw Zhao Po, he thought he was a living zombie.


    As the two said, Qingluo''s roots are solid and his peers are hard to meet. The masterpiece of cloud control is very easy to defeat one young man after another.


    It was finally Meng Jingzhou''s turn to make the stage.


    Meng Jingzhou smiled confidently and came on stage calmly. Just standing there puts a lot of pressure.


    "I''m asking about the disciple of Dao Sect Meng Jingzhou!"


    As soon as this statement came out, everyone''s pupils shrank slightly, and the audience suddenly became sensational, and they couldn''t stop talking.


    "Ask the Dao Sect? The leader of the five great immortal sects, ask the Dao Sect?!"


    "I heard that any person who comes out of it is a peerless genius, and those who run restaurants can call themselves sects and become ancestors outside!"


    "Why is the name Meng Jingzhou so familiar?"


    "It seems to be the Meng Jingzhou at the Qingzhou Festival."


    When Lu Yang heard Meng Jingzhou''s name, his face changed drastically and blurted out: "Who has already formed a pill, but for the sake of the experience of forming a pill in the reward, he still participated in the competition?"


    "Why did I hear that he simply likes to bully low-level people?"


    "Didn''t he go to the Qingzhou Festival to smash the venue?"


    "No, he has no grudge against Qingzhou, he just wants to challenge the judges."


    Lu Yang said with the situation: "I haven''t beaten the judges yet, so I took the initiative to jump off the ring and abstain from the loss."


    There are many different opinions and the news they hear is different, but without exception it is true.


    Qingluo looked strange in her face and looked at Meng Jingzhou with disgust.


    Obviously, she had also heard of Meng Jingzhou''s name.


    After the Qingzhou ceremony, the events of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were like a whirlwind, blowing across the central continent and widely circulated among low-level monks.


    But because the scope of transmission is too wide, the information is deviated.


    Meng Jingzhou heard the discussion, and a black line, his reputation was ruined.


    "As a monk, you must be firm in Taoism. The outside world''s evaluation is like a cloud of me, but why do you feel that there is a familiar voice in the discussion just now?"


    "Forget it, don''t worry, win first!"


    Meng Jingzhou made a "please" gesture and asked Qingluo to take action first.


    Meng Jingzhou naturally complies with the rules, and Qingluo couldn''t say anything. She took the lead and took the initiative. The auspicious clouds rose behind her. The auspicious clouds turned into eighteen weapons such as axes, halberds, and forks. They were extremely sharp and shot at Meng Jingzhou!


    This move alone made the challenge monk suffer a lot, and the first move was defeated.


    "What a cloud control technique!" Meng Jingzhou''s eyes lit up, and he set off his boxing posture in the face of the eighteen weapons that were shooting.


    "Bloom boxing!"


    The two peaks penetrate the ears, and eighteen weapons touch the fist marks, instantly turning into warm white clouds.


    Qingluo is very strong, but it’s a pity that she met Meng Jingzhou.


    Not to mention that Qingluo is in the foundation-building stage, even if she is in the Golden Pill stage, she is still no match for Meng Jingzhou.


    Meng Jingzhou forced Qingluo out all the cards after just three punches, forcing Qingluo to admit defeat.


    "I lost."


    Qingluo accepted his failure and looked at Meng Jingzhou gritted his teeth and said, "The ancestors'' teachings cannot be violated. According to the teachings of the ancestors, the person who surpasses me is my husband."


    Meng Jingzhou''s eyes lit up: "That..."


    Qingluo''s eyes were firm and she made some decisions about major events in life.


    "Since that''s the case, I can only abolish this ancestral teaching!"


    (This chapter ends)