Chapter 491 The Origin of Mingtai
"The first game of the early stage of the Golden Pill Group, the winner is the winner, the casual cultivator Zhuang Xuan."
The thin referee announced the end of the first game, and the winner was an unknown monk.
Whether it is a disciple of a large sect or a small sect, the cultivation resources are provided by the sect.
The different is that the casual cultivator lacks the resources for cultivation, and the wealth and law are scarce. There is no guidance from elders in the practice. If you don’t pay attention, you will be in a deviant way and it will be difficult to get back.
Therefore, the realm and quality of practice of casual cultivators are far lower than those of sect monks.
The difficulty of being able to defeat a group of sects, stand out from the city and state levels, and come to the Inquiry Sect is imagined.
"Remember him, there is a major suspicion." Jiang Qun reminded Luo Shuiwei.
After reading Zhuang Xuan’s first few battle records, he could be said to have crushed all the way to the finals. Each time he took up five moves, he could end the game. Even if he came to the finals and played the first game, he defeated his opponent with just five moves.
It’s terrible.
"Yes." Luo Shuiwei has already recorded most of the list.
"I will definitely win next time in the competition!" The loser was a very energetic monk. Although he lost to Zhuang Xuan, he was not discouraged. Instead, he agreed to fight again next time.
Zhuang Xuan looked at his opponent coldly and uttered two words gently.
"boring."
"you!"
The defeated side''s expression changed slightly, and Zhuang Xuan was too arrogant.
Zhuang Xuan ignored the reaction of the loser and jumped under the ring, his eyelids drooped, and he yawned in boredom.
If the competition hadn''t been rewarded with a generous reward, he wouldn''t have been willing to play a family game with a group of children.
It’s not interesting to win, it’s not challenging at all.
Soon Zhuang Xuan ushered in his second game. His opponent was a polite sword-holding monk. As a matter of style, he should be a Confucian practitioner, and a gentleman sword was cultivated.
"I''m going down the sword tower Mingtai, please give me some advice." Mingtai held the sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword facing down, saluted obediently, and smiled very shyly.
Zhuang Xuan still looked like he was not awake.
He has no good feelings for such polite monks, and he has no blood in nature. He is okay in daily fighting and fighting, but once he goes to the battlefield, he will die the fastest.
He had fought with Confucian scholars in the fusion stage several times, and such monks should be quarrel in the court, and there was no need to go to the battlefield to charge.
Che-
The blue sword light flashed, and Zhuang Xuan''s instinctive head turned back. The blue sword light shone along his neck. The cool breeze blew, and he realized that behind his neck, a shallow sword mark appeared, which was soon stained with blood.
"Can you practice swords to such a level?" The participating monks exclaimed. Some people had never seen Mingtai''s performance in the first competition. Now that they saw Mingtai make moves, they realize that this is a strong enemy.
"The Jindan had such a swordsmanship cultivation in the early stage, and he could compete with the old Buyu thief." Mr. Su was surprised that the Central Continent had not seen a swordsmanship genius who could compete with the old Buyu thief for a long time.
"This Zhuang Xuan is not simple either. He has never used all his strength from beginning to end." Another old man from the world of cultivation nodded. It is worthy of being a battle for the world. The first few groups of competitions have been eye-opening. In the early stage of the Jindan group, all kinds of geniuses shine even more.
"It will be a battle between dragons and tigers." The tall monk said slowly, his eyes as cold as ice.
He lost to Mingtai in the first game and also studied Zhuang Xuan''s fighting style. If these two people met together, they would probably be able to create fierce sparks.
"What a pity that my "Tortoise Breathing Technique" has no place to use it!"
On the ring, the jade pendant fell from Zhuang Xuan''s neck.
The blue sword light just now not only left a shallow blood mark on Zhuang''s neck, but also cut off the rope of the jade pendant.
Zhuang Xuan bent down and solemnly picked up the jade pendant. His voice was low and hoarse, no longer the listless look.
"Fellow Taoist Zhuang Xuan, are you finally going to be serious?" Mingtai looked at Zhuang Xuan with a burning look, eager to try.
Zhuang refused to answer, and said to himself, as if he was talking to Mingtai.
"This jade pendant is of great significance. It was left to me by my master before his death. The master said I was an orphan. When he picked me up, I held this jade pendant in my hand. The jade pendant was the only clue left to me by my parents. I have always protected myself and never let it fall to the ground."
"You are the first person to let the jade pendant fall to the ground."
"You can see that the dragon has reverse scales, and it will die if it touches it!"
Zhuang Xuan''s throat made a beast-like roar, and the man''s back felt cold. He raised his head suddenly and stared at Mingtai, his eyes like a monster that had lost his mind.
"His momentum..."
The leader of the Yuqi Sect was a little surprised. At this time, Zhuang Xuan''s aura was almost comparable to that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul.
You should know that Zhuang Xuan is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.
Zhuang Xuan went crazy and rushed towards Mingtai, emitting a trembling black aura all over his body. I don’t know what kind of martial arts it was, but the only thing that can be confirmed was that no one wants to become his opponent!
Boom—
Zhuang Xuan was swept away by a sword energy and fell under the ring.
"Huh, it''s so dangerous." Mingtai was still in shock and patted his chest.
After calming down, he walked to the edge of the ring, looking at Zhuang Xuan, who was still stunned, and bowed with his sword.
"High momentum does not mean high cultivation. Mingtai has received teachings."
Zhuang Xuan blinked his eyes and didn''t realize what happened. It shouldn''t be that he got angry and tore Mingtai apart? How could he lose as himself?
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"Where did you get the disciples from the Sword Tower?" Lu Baqian looked at Elder Sikong in surprise.
Others can''t see it, but he was a great monk in the Tribulation Stage, but he could see it clearly. This sword connotated the universe and changed drastically, and it was not like it could be cut out from the Golden Elixir Stage.
Even if the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator can slash out, he must be called a genius!
Elder Sikong saw that Lu Baqian, who was showing off his might, could show such an expression, which was more pleasant than eating ice in summer.
"Haha, I said that Mingtai is the only person in my sword tower who has received the supreme inheritance."
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"This sword is OK, and I can use the Slashing Technique at this level." In the spiritual space, Lu Yang, imprisoned, observed the battle on the ring through the small window left by the immortal fairy.
Mingtai’s moves were really unexpected.
If it weren''t for Mingtai, he would have forgotten that he was a sword cultivator.
"This little guy doesn''t look like a human." The immortal fairy stared at Mingtai and soon lost interest.
She was not interested, Lu Yang had it, and Lu Yang hurriedly asked what was going on.
"He was like a sword spirit who produced real spiritual intelligence and became a living creature. Someone created a body for him and asked him to enter it. The spirit and flesh were combined into one, making him a real human."
Lu Yang thought about it. He had all the information on participating geniuses. The information showed that the platform was recognized by the Supreme Sword Tower and inherited his mantle.
"Can he be the Supreme Sword Spirit of the Sword Tower?"
In this way, everything makes sense.
?The second update is around eleven o''clock
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(This chapter ends)