Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 201: The Return of the Jingxin Sect (55)

"How is it possible!" Xue Rong cried out, "I admire Mr. Fang Wai very much. I have also been studying his film "Questioning the Triumph" recently, but I absolutely cannot be him! The gap between us is so huge, it's impossible."

"Don't panic, I'm just asking casually."

Taking in Xue Rong's reaction, Daoxuan confirmed that the other party was not Fangwai, and had no connection with Fangwai.

But he was still very curious, so he asked, "Master Qimen said that your game is related to Fangwai, is it true?"

Xue Rong did not dare to hide it, and immediately told Gong Yangyu exactly how he and Gong Yangyu played the game and how they came up with the routine.

After listening to Xue Rong's description, Daoxuan nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the Qimen Immortal Master beside him and said, "Sure enough, it has something to do with Fangwai."

"As expected of Mr. Fangwai, he must have expected this moment a long time ago." Master Qimen laughed softly under his robe, "Sure enough, I can't escape his grasp."

Although he didn't know what the two were talking about, Xue Rong felt that Daoxuan and Master Qimen were planning something extraordinary.

And Fang Wai seemed to be a level higher than the other two, which made Fang Wai even more mysterious in his heart.

After going over the existing clues in his mind, he said boldly: "Commander, Master, although I don't quite understand what you are going to do with the game, if we look at the quality of the game, I think "Quest for the Throne" is better."

"Why do you say that?" Daoxuan asked with great interest.

"Fang Wai's talent is a hundred times greater than mine, and our Zhengyi Dao game was made using the magic editor of "Wen Ding". So, I think the one that is truly suitable should be "Wen Ding"."

"You are honest, but you are wrong this time. Your game is the most suitable one at the moment."

With a wave of his hand, the roof of the main hall suddenly disappeared.

Although it was daytime, the light outside suddenly disappeared, and an endless starry sky appeared on the roof. The stars in it were like gems scattered on the curtain, which was beautiful beyond words.

Having Qimen Immortal Master place the bamboo slips containing the game of Zhengyi Dao in the middle, Daoxuan said, "Back then, Jingxin Sect interfered in too many things. I tried to persuade them several times but to no avail. I could only fight with the Sect Master of Jingxin Sect."

Xue Rong listened quietly and didn't ask any more questions.

After all, everyone knows the result.

The Jingxin Sect left here in anger and ran away to the outside world, so it was clear who would win and who would lose.

Watching the Qimen Grandmaster begin to arrange the formation, Daoxuan continued to explain: "All the disciples of the Jingxin Sect left with the sect leader, formed a meritorious holy body under the effect of the sect's magic weapon, and then left here. Xue Rong, do you know what a meritorious holy body is?"

Xue Rong organized his words, carefully considering each word, and then replied: "Gathering one's own merit power, condensing the merit Dharma image. If a person has profound merit, then the Dharma image can stand tall and upright, like a god."

"Exactly. Then do you know where merit comes from?"

"Do good deeds, such as helping others, rescuing the people, etc."

"That's right. Although Jingxin Sect is annoying, they have done a lot of good things. Their holy bodies of merit are naturally extraordinary and can take their sect to travel outside the region. But if they leave here, their merits will become rootless water and will be used up sooner or later. But I know the temperament of the head of Jingxin Sect. If I don't give him a way out, he will die outside and won't come back."

"Eh? Shouldn't we use Fangwai's game?"

"It's not that simple. If you invite him directly, he won't come back because it's not in accordance with etiquette. You need to invite his disciples back first, and then have his disciples invite him back. This is in accordance with etiquette."

After hearing this, Xue Rong roughly understood.

Fangwai’s games are used to attract the head of the sect, while their games are used to attract the disciples.

Knowing this, Xue Rong did not feel inferior, but was a little happy.

After all, Fang Wai was the best in the game, and he was a little excited to be below him. Trying hard to hold back his laughter, Xue Rong saw that Master Qimen had already arranged the formation and handed it over to Daoxuan to cast the spell.

It was a rare opportunity to see the number one person in Jiuzhou casting a spell up close, so Xue Rong did not dare to relax at all and watched it with full concentration.

Although he is a physical cultivator, Daoxuan's spellcasting skills are equally superb.

He raised his hand and made a magical gesture, then a large number of talismans flew out from between his eyebrows, shining with the stars in the sky, and even more beautiful.

Then, the golden elixir flew out, and the brilliant light of the golden elixir was reflected on the talisman in front of him. A faint sound of the avenue was heard, filling the room.

Gong Yangyu on the side also sat down cross-legged, with his magic sword suspended in front of her. The sword heart and golden elixir in his body also flew out, together enhancing Daoxuan's Taoist rhyme.

For a moment, the surroundings were filled with the rhythm of the Golden Elixir Dao. Immersed in it, Xue Rong felt like he was facing the great Dao directly. His Dao heart was being refined rapidly, and his previous troubles were constantly disappearing, which benefited him a lot.

It was not until Daoxuan retracted his magic that the wonderful scene before his eyes finally disappeared.

After taking back the golden elixir, Daoxuan looked at Xue Rong and smiled gently, making Xue Rong understand his meaning.

I asked him to come over, on the one hand to listen to his ideas, and on the other hand to give him a reward.

Performing magic could have been less troublesome.

But Daoxuan deliberately revealed the Taoist charm of Jindan just to thank him for making the game, so as to eliminate his distracting thoughts and make his Taoist heart purer.

Understanding what the other party meant, Xue Rong immediately saluted and said gratefully, "Thank you, Commander."

"You're welcome. You deserve it. Just wait a little longer. Jingxin Sect will be here soon."

Looking up, Xue Rong saw a star in the night sky above him beginning to flicker rhythmically.

Not long after, a meteor flew out from the star and flew towards here rapidly.

Seeing that the meteor was getting bigger and bigger, Xue Rong was about to warn everyone, but then he found that Daoxuan and Qimen Immortal Master were motionless, so he knew that the meteor was not dangerous.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the meteor suddenly rushed into the room, but there was no impact when it landed, only a large area of ​​white light.

Although he covered his eyes immediately, Xue Rong still felt as if something had pierced his eyes, and now he was crying in pain.

Covering his eyes, he heard a cold voice: "Leng Ning, a disciple of Jingxin Sect, greets Master Daoxian."

Then, Gong Yangyu's voice sounded: "Can you please be a little polite? Daoxuan is already a decent leader."

"The head of our family said that Daoxuan's position was not legitimate, and that the position should belong to our head of the family. Calling him Master Daoxian is already in accordance with etiquette."

The sound of the sword light leaving the body was heard, followed by the buzzing sound of the sword light being caught.

"Gong Yangyu, there is no need to do this." Daoxuan said, "The Jingxin Sect thinks so, and there is nothing we can do. Leng Ning, you have returned to Jiuzhou, so let Xue Rong show you around here."

A breeze blew by, dispersing the white light in front of Xue Rong's eyes and making the previous pain disappear.

Putting down his hand, Xue Rong realized that the person in front of him was not a person, but a ball of white light, floating quietly in the air.

So, the disciple of Jingxin Sect is nothing?

(End of this chapter)