Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 244 The position of the national teacher, go forward to fight

   The powerhouses who were watching couldn't bear it any longer, and they flew into the air one after another, flying towards the enchantment mountain.

   At this time, three rays of light suddenly shot from a distance and landed directly on the opposite mountain, standing on the ground.

   One of the Buddha's lights was shimmering, forming a round light, and a Buddha's name came from it: "Amitabha, the master of the reincarnation hall of the Hanging Temple, Yuanguang, intends to be the national teacher. Everyone, please come back!"

   said, he waved and swept away, and the vast Buddha light rushed to the four directions like a tide.

   The many strong men who flew to the enchantment mountain suddenly trembled, and they flew back uncontrollably and stumbled onto the altar square.

   "Hangkong Temple! Master of Yuanguang Temple!"

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

   "It is worthy of being the three schools, I am far inferior to me, and the position of the national teacher should not be contested."

   "Thank you Yuanguang Hall Master for showing mercy!"

  “…”

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

   At this moment, most of the powerhouses who competed for the position of the national teacher were gone.

   "Yuanguang, it's not your turn to cover the sky here! My Taiyi Immortal Sect is also interested in the position of national teacher. It seems that I have a real chapter under my hand!"

   Not far away, the other two Dunguang appeared, they were two Taoists, they said aloud.

   After she finished speaking, she glanced around and reported to her family: "The poor Taoist Taiyi Immortal Sect is clean and desperate, if there is anyone who refuses to accept it, you can come forward to fight!"

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

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

   "Hey, this is a fart! It's not a fight, it's not a fight!"

  Many people were completely disappointed. For the position of a national teacher, so many immortal characters appeared.

   "Hehe, Xuankong Temple, Taiyi Immortal Gate? This sect master is not talented, but he also wants to compete for the position of national teacher!"

   At this time, there was no movement in the crowd, and the fat old man who didn't follow the crowd just now jumped up and stood in the air.

   Yuanguang and Qingyu on the opposite side sank: "Yaowangzong, Qu Sanduo?"

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

There was an exclamation from the crowd below   : "He is Qu Sanduo, the deputy sect master of the Medicine King Sect, and I heard that he exists above the Taoist realm!"

   "You are ignorant, may I ask what is the realm above the physical realm?"

   "Are you from the countryside? The people above the Taoist realm are called heavenly beings, and after the heavenly-human realm it is called Dengxian. Once you reach the peak of the fairyland, you can transcend the tribulation and become a fairy. But unfortunately, there is no way to become an immortal in this world."

   "So it is... Heaven and Man..."

   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 from the Heavenly Demon Sect also wants to try the position of national teacher! Her Majesty the Empress, do you mind?"

   "Hahaha, how can I be so lively! I am Kunpeng, the demon master of the Heavenly Demon Court!"

   "Ancestral Demon Cave, Fang Wan'er!"

   The last person who appeared was a woman with purple gauze, which made Qingquan's eyes narrow. This person turned out to be the leader of the monster beasts in the Fulai Inn.

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

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

   The other party seemed to sense his gaze and looked down, revealing a sinister smile.

  This Wang Hong looks very young, tall and straight, and his face is cut like a knife. If it is placed in another world, it will definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

   "Where did you travel to this world from? Are there other people who also traveled through?"

   Zhang Ming's heart was full of doubts at this time.

   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 turned out to be Demon Sect and Demon Race. Please order them to be captured immediately and put into the Heavenly Prison!"

  Some ministers directly asked for orders.

The expressions of other noble families and sect powerhouses below    changed greatly, showing a look of alertness.

   Empress Wu Mingxian smiled slightly: "My edict does not say that the Demon Sect and the Demon Race are not allowed to participate in the national division battle. Since the few have already come, let's stay and compete!"

  The ministers were in an uproar, not understanding the empress's intentions.

   But the Holy Will has come out and cannot be taken back.

   The ministers couldn't help looking at each other, and they swallowed the words after all, but their dissatisfaction with the Empress was beyond words.

   "Yellow-haired girl dares to call herself emperor, what a misunderstanding of my great Jin..."

   A minister sighed inwardly.

  Tian Mozong Wang Hong, Tian Yao Ting Kunpeng, and Zu Yaodong Fang Wan'er stood on three legs, facing the Xuankong Temple, Taiyi Xianmen and Yaowang Valley opposite.

   And this is not the end, I saw several rays of light flying out from below.

   "In the Caolu of the Xiaminjiang River, Tang Jiuzhou!"

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

  Fu Jing reminded: "Your Majesty, leader, this person is the peerless powerhouse who traversed the Southern Continent seventy years ago, and once suppressed the Confucianism behind closed doors."

   Subsequent persons report their names in turn.

   "Hoho, I'm the Master Yan of the Earth-Ming Sect."

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

   "The pavilion master of the Blood Evil Pavilion, Li Qianchou!"

   "Sect Master of Feiyun Sect, Shen Feixia!"

The two behind    obviously didn't deal with each other.

   "Hehe, in the matter of Kyoto, how can I miss the Li family in Los Angeles! The surviving ancestor of the Li family, Li Shutong!"

   As soon as this person appeared, all the ministers and strong family members present raised their heads, with a look of relief in their eyes.

  Li Shutong is the strongest ancestor of the contemporary family.

   Just as the man's voice fell, a dignified aura suddenly rose in the capital, and the next moment, an old man stepped out of it.

   His footsteps were obviously very slow, but in an instant he was near.

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

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

   For a time, strong men gathered on the Two Immortals Mountain.

   The people who can stand in the air are all contemporary peerless powerhouses, and if you take out any one, you can overwhelm the realm of the land.

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

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

   Qingquan's eyes widened, looking at the world's peak powerhouse, an unprecedented urge to become stronger rose in his heart.

   "When can I, Lingshuguan, and the Jin Dynasty be so powerful? Or can they be used by me, the Jin Dynasty?"

   At this moment, he substituted into the characters one by one unconsciously.

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

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

It was a blue light, and a blue-robed Taoist appeared in mid-air, bowing to the four directions: "Pin Dao Zhuoguang Mountain Lingshu Guanqing Hui, I am the national teacher today. Everyone, please fight. Bar!"

   As he spoke, his palm shook, and a blood-red long sword appeared in his palm.

   "This sword is called Yuan Tu. It is the best at killing immortals and destroying Buddhas. I will send it to you today."

   When everyone heard the words, they were all furious: "Arrogant!"

   Originally, everyone was aroused by Yuanguang Palace Master's common enemy, but at this time, they turned their spears and aimed at Lingshu Guan Qinghui.

   Zhang Ming laughed and said: "Since the poor Dao is here today, he also wants to win the position of the national teacher, so he has no plans to keep a low profile. I am in the enchantment, waiting for you all!"

   said, he first fell into the light of the enchantment on the opposite mountain.

   Entering the barrier is equivalent to standing and waiting for others to challenge.

Everyone on the altar square shook their heads: "This person is really ignorant. Since he wants to fight for the position of national teacher, but he is the first to end, he is not stingy to declare war on a group of strong people. He wants to fight thirteen peaks with one person's strength. The strongest?"

   "Lingshu Guanqing Hui... Hehe, I thought it was a character from one side, who knew that he was so arrogant and boundless, he really killed himself."

   "Let's see how he perishes!"

  “…”

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

   "Hahaha, why don't we let the pavilion master explore the way for you!"

The pavilion master of Xuesha Pavilion, Li Qianchou, looked left and right, and was the first to say, "Qing Hui, you Lingshu Guan has repeatedly killed my disciples of Xuesha Pavilion, and recently even brought people to capture the disciples in my pavilion and put them in the heavenly prison. Today's new hatred and old hatred, it is better to liquidate it together!"

   He took a step forward and landed in the light of the enchantment.

   In fact, he didn't really come here to compete for the position of the national teacher, but to gain a higher reputation for the Xuesha Pavilion.

He knows that he is not the opponent of the three strong men, so he made up his mind before coming up, only to find the weakest person to challenge, so that there will be no fatal danger, but also the reputation of himself and the blood evil pavilion. world.

   The other twelve strong men were silent, watching him and Lingshu Guan Qinghui face to face.

   Zhang Ming held the Yuan Tu sword and shook his head slightly: "The clown jumping on the beam, dare to be the enemy of the poor."

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

   "Huh? You want to beat me with just a sword?!"

  Li Qianchou sneered, and wanted to avoid Jianmang, use the blood demon magic, and attack Zhang Ming.

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

"This is impossible!"

   Yuan Tujian has not arrived yet, how did he get hurt?

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

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

  The pavilion master of the first generation of blood evil pavilion did not even have a chance to take action, and fell into the enchantment of Liangxianshan!

  The altar square was silent.

Tang Jiuzhou above    looked surprised: "The treasure of rules?"

  The suzerain of the Feiyun Sect, Shen Feixia, had a grudge against the Xuesha Pavilion, and even applauded: "Well killed! Daoist Qinghui, just rush to this point, this suzerain is not your enemy!"

   said, she flew to the side, indicating that she would not shoot.

   Anyone with discerning eyes can understand her. Her cultivation is almost the same as that of Li Qianchou.

   The strong man of the three sects and the four demons and the three demons did not speak, but his eyes were solemn.

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

The biggest difference between    and the realization of the realm of heaven and human beings is that the realm of heaven and human beings has been able to master some of the powers of the laws of heaven.

  Yuan Tujian is one of the two innate spiritual treasures of the ancestors of Ming He. Tuxian exterminates the Buddha is not a lie, how can Li Qianchou, the master of the Blood Demon Pavilion, be an opponent.

  Qingquan looked bright from below, and suddenly commanded: "General Fu, after the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens, order people to hunt down the disciples of Xuesha Pavilion with all their strength. I want this Xuesha Pavilion... Pavilion to be destroyed!"

  Fu Jing trembled all over, looked up at Empress Wu Mingxian, saw that His Majesty had nothing to say, and couldn't help but replied: "I will obey the order at the end!"

   And Zhang Ming stood in the formation barrier, glanced above and smiled: "Next, who dares to fight!?"

   Saint Haoran and Uncle Li, the most powerful man in the family, looked at each other.

  Confucianism and family have always been inseparable, and the two of them are actually the same people.

  Wang Haoran originally planned to hide in Dongming Academy and ignore world affairs. He only waited for the end of the battle between the three schools and Buddhism and Taoism, and then came out to take advantage of the fisherman.

   Who knew that the Empress did this ceremony in the middle of the road, causing all his calculations to fail.

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

   He looked down at the altar below, and saw that the graceful empress was smiling calmly, as if she didn't pay attention to him at all.

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

  Wang Haoran sighed inwardly. Although his disciple Nie Qingqing was also a proud son of heaven, he was obviously far from this empress.

  Li Shutong seemed to understand the meaning in his eyes, and suddenly stepped out of thin air and fell towards the barrier.

   "Li Shutong from Kyoto, I have seen Taoist priest Qing Hui!"

   He bowed his hands and saluted, ready to test the spectator of the Spirit Pivot View again.

Zhang Ming looked up at him and said with a smile: "You still have some courtesy, the battle between noble families and poor families is the number of days, not the responsibility of the poor. In this case, the poor will not kill you today, and there will be other people in the future. kill you."

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

   Zhang Ming shook his head: "See if you can take a few swords from the poor road, you will understand later, how worthwhile this thank you is."

   said, he threw the Yuan Tu sword again, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal.

   "Hao Ran righteousness, Qi penetrates the sky!"

   Li Shutong's body was filled with clouds, and he was instantly connected to the whole sky.

   "Qing Hui, you also pick up Li Moujian!"

   He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his aura condensed into a sword of Confucianism and Taoism, and stabbed towards the opposite side.

   Yuan Tujian was distorted by his sword of arrogance and returned to its original place.

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

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

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

  Boom—

   Sword Intent swept the entire sky at this moment.

   Haoran's righteousness also disappeared in an instant.

   Uncle Li was stunned: "This is impossible! This is... what kind of swordsmanship!?"

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

   Zhang Ming took the sword back and said, "This sword is called Zhantian Drawing Swordsmanship. Pindao said, spare your life."

   A look of horror appeared on Li Shutong's face, as long as the sword just deflected a little more, he would die on the spot.

   "Thank you...Thank you Taoist for a lot of grace."

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

  The entire Liangxian Mountain was silent.

   Continuously slashed two peak powerhouses with swords, and no one dared to underestimate this contemporary master of Lingshu Guan.

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

  PS: 8500 words, the holiday is over

   (end of this chapter)