Destiny is ashes

Chapter 754 is almost done (yesterday's update)
The Mingjing Ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner.

Under An Jing's chairmanship, the processes of offering sacrifices to the Emperor of Heaven, to Hou Tu, and to the ancestors of all generations went extremely smoothly. The dome mirror on the ceiling no longer completely absorbed the light of heaven and earth, but maintained the brightness at dusk, while projecting the scene of Mingjing Mountain on the top of the sky.

This huge mirage, or rather, the huge "reflection in the mirror", was aimed at the martial arts stage in front of the Ninth Palace of Dharma Transmission, and it was like the largest movie screen.

And with the irrepressible cheers of millions of people, the tense and exciting secret exchanges among various forces, and under the most expectant gazes of all the masses, An Jing spoke: "Honor the ancestors with great respect to gain the favor of heaven, and cultivate the laws of the ancestors to teach future generations."

"I, Mingjing Jiufeng, can pass on the correct Dharma to educate the people, so that my ancestors will not stop offering sacrifices, and my people will not stop following the holy path."

"The so-called inheritance is to promote education and cultivate future generations. My disciples have been sharpening their swords for ten years, and now they will finally show their edge. Under the witness of the ancestors of all generations, the Mingjing Zhenchuan Competition begins now!"

As all those who know the business understand, the so-called true teaching competition was initially just a small project for a few juniors to learn from each other in front of Master Jiankong during the sacrifice to heaven and earth to verify their learning progress. At that time, Master Jiankong would probably watch the two of them fighting and give them some pointers.

But as the Mingjing Sect grew larger, the rules for the younger generation to compete against each other became more complicated.

So in the end, the suitable true seeds had to fight each other to qualify for the true seed competition.

Except for An Jing, Mingguang Peak has no other young martial artists with true martial arts skills, so they will not participate in this true martial arts competition. However, the other eight peaks have many talented young men and women every year, and these young true martial artists are eager to try and show their skills in the competition.

The dome mirror on the ceiling reflects the martial arts arena. Each of the eight peaks will select five young true disciples to fight each other on a one-peak basis, ensuring that each peak has competed with the other seven peaks.

The leader of the peak that defeats the most other peaks will be the chief true disciple.

After that, there will be a group battle of eight peaks. Eight teams will be placed in the wilderness of the mountains on the north side of Chenli to fight for the Mingjing token in each other's hands. The battle will last for ten days. Whoever can hold on to the end, or has the most tokens in his hands after ten days, will be the group champion.

Throughout the ages, the Mingjing Sect's True Transmission Competition has been one of the most popular competitions among the people of the world, because the Mingjing Sect's fighting style is very handsome, with flashes of light and various mysterious methods that always make people exclaim.

In the competition among the five Chenli sects, the Taiming Sect was full of ghostly aura, not suitable for people to watch at all; the Liuguang Sect mainly used the method of escape, and no one could be seen during the competition; the Huangyang Sect had turbulent waves, and all kinds of vast vital energies were colliding, which was cool, but ordinary people could not see the scene at all.

The Zuohuan Sect was even worse. When they fought, they used all kinds of mental confrontation and hypnosis. Often, two people would just look at each other, and one would suddenly faint and fall to the ground, while the other would turn around and walk away leisurely. Not to mention the entertainment, even ordinary people would not be able to tell how fierce a fight they had.

Only the Mingjing Sect, although the light pollution is serious during the fighting, is still within the aesthetic range of normal humans.

And just after An Jing announced the start of the true transmission competition, An Jing heard Chen Yinzi's message.

"Jing'er, you can step down now."

Chen Yinzi himself is very courageous, as can be seen from the fact that he dared to break through Chunyang alone. However, once An Jing is involved, he is always very cautious: "If nothing unexpected happens, halfway through the competition, when all the young generation of our Mingjing Sect appear, the enemy will immediately launch a surprise attack and directly destroy the young generation of our Mingjing Sect."

"Even if we have already taken preventive measures, it is better not to take risks just in case."

As he said this, Chen Yinzi turned his gaze to his old friends.

The three True Lords of the old generation all looked normal at this moment, and were communicating with Chen Yinzi through covert eye contact - there was no need to say much, as they all roughly understood each other's intentions.

Although we still don't know what their exact plan is, with the misleading of these old guys, those forces that intend to target them will have to be deceived as long as they don't come to check in person.

"No need, Master."

Chen Yinzi's idea is actually the most prudent, but if An Jingruo has radical ideas, eight horses can't pull him back.

Especially now, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the martial arts arena, but the life-observing pupil on his forehead swept across the surroundings, paying attention to any abnormalities: "If the Taiming Sect's target is mainly the younger generation of our Mingjing Sect, then a large part of the other forces are focusing on me."

"I can't leave easily. I must attract more attention. Only in this way... can our plan be most effective."

"Of course, if a True Lord or even a Heavenly Lord attacks me, I can only rely on my Grandmaster and Grandpa to save me."

"I will." Even Chen Yinzi could not refute this and could only let An Jing act.

At this moment, the first round of competition is between Shihui Peak and Yuansha Peak.

The five true disciples from both sides saluted each other with the team leader, and the two true disciples leading the team were none other than Miao Yunying and Zuo Tiannan.

However, as the main players, they will only appear when their team is about to lose.

In the first match, Shihui Shayin faced Yuansha Akiki.

Sha Yin's opening 'Ming Xuan Po Jun Jian' just restrained Qiu Mu's 'Flying Dust Escape Technique' close-range fast attack, and Shi Huifeng scored the first point. In the second game, Liu Zhizhen faced Hao Yinfeng.

In this battle, Liu Zhizhen took nine pills at the fastest speed at the beginning, directly upgraded to the most perfect form, and then easily knocked down Hao Yinfeng who intended to attack from behind.

After getting two points in a row, if Yuanshafeng loses the next round, he will be defeated.

But in the third match, Yuanshafeng's ancient wall escape technique was extremely proficient. He disappeared from his opponent's sight in an instant and kicked him off the stage before he could perform warrior etiquette.

In the fourth match, Liu Shu was even more agile. His escape method was amazing. He didn't even bring any weapons with him. He directly seized the opponent's weapons, forcing the opponent to admit defeat.

The score was tied at 2-2, and the main players of both teams were ready to take action.

Miao Yunying and Zuo Tiannan are old friends. The two sides have competed privately many times, with both sides winning and losing, but Miao Yunying's victories are overwhelmingly more.

However, Zuo Tiannan did not feel too much pressure. After losing to Miao Yunying and An Jing too many times, he had completely let it go. Anyway, Yuansha Peak's core escape method had been demonstrated, and anyone who wanted to learn it would naturally join in.

The two sides saluted each other on the martial arts stage, and then the battle began.

As soon as Miao Yunying raised her hand, all kinds of light arrows, cold blades, rockets and flames rained down. The overwhelming firepower completely covered the half where Zuo Tiannan was. However, Zuo Tiannan's figure also transformed into a dozen phantoms at the same time, and turned into streams of light and flew towards Miao Yunying in a completely different direction, forcing the opponent to draw his sword and fight.

At the first moment, the two sides fought fiercely and many audiences cheered, but on the stage, the two people who seemed to be fighting fiercely were actually chatting quite relaxedly.

"Something feels wrong with the sect lately."

Zuo Tiannan held a short spear in his hand, and rays of light like water waves rippled out in circles, lightly cutting through the core of all the spells and going straight to Miao Yunying's heart: "Although the ceremony is very busy, Master is not here, and Grandmaster has not been seen for years. I am the only one presiding over the entire Yuansha Peak. What on earth are they busy with?"

"Although I am indeed the successor, isn't it a bit too early to start taking over now?"

"You really didn't notice it?" Miao Yunying raised his long sword to the short spear. As soon as he made a move, Zuo Tiannan immediately felt something was extremely wrong. The short spear in his hand was out of control, and the spiritual evil patterns inside it were about to explode: "Tiannan, you are really too slow. Even Qinghui, who is devoted to studying talismans, has noticed the clues. How can you be so insensitive when you are learning the escape technique?"

"No, what do you mean?"

Zuo Tiannan threw away the spear in his hand and retreated quickly, while the clones of 'Residual Light Condensation' evolved from his escape technique, holding various condensed light weapons, besieged Miao Yunying and wanted to attack him in return with the uncontrolled explosion of the magic weapon.

Suddenly, a violent explosion shook the entire arena, and many spectators exclaimed in amazement. They did not expect the fight to be so intense at the beginning, and even the magic weapon was used to self-destruct. Such unscrupulous means were really delightful.

But then, Miao Yunying walked out of the flames of the explosion. Even the corners of his clothes were not blackened. Zuo Tiannan's face darkened, but Miao Yunying looked at his old friend calmly: "Tiannan, with your escape method, you can still escape. But I guess you definitely don't want to escape, and you don't know why you want to escape, and I don't want you to escape either."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword flashed.

Before Zuo Tiannan could fully react, he saw a vast expanse of white in his vision. He had never expected that Miao Yunying's speed could actually keep up with his own, and the sword light was so pure that it directly cut through the obstruction of more than a dozen phantom clones. The sword light was like a flowing white line that constantly changed its trajectory, following his avoidance direction and rapidly adjusting every detail of himself.

——Can’t escape!
Zuo Tiannan had never experienced this kind of oppressive feeling from Miao Yunying. Although there was a gap in strength between the two parties, it was definitely not to the point where he could not resist. It was simply, simply... simply like sparring with An Jing!
Is Miao Yunying's strength so strong?
hum!
Finally, the sword light stopped, and Zuo Tiannan broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, he realized that he had been forced back out of the arena, and Miao Yunying also retracted the sword in his hand.

“Tiannan, with your strength, you will definitely achieve something in the future.” He said softly, “So you must watch carefully what is going to happen next—whether it is the madness of my great-grandmaster and several other great-grandmasters, or the final trump card of our Mingjing Sect, played by our great-grandmaster Chen Yinzi and our ancestor, you must watch carefully.”

"Only in this way can you understand that in this world, running away is not the solution. You have already mastered the escape technique. Next, you should combine it with the courage to break through with a gun. That is the path you should take."

Turning around, Miao Yunying left Zuo Tiannan with a back view that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him. At this moment, a beam of light from the dome mirror also fell on Miao Yunying, indicating that he was the winner of the battle between the two peaks.

Next, the winner should have made a few speeches, and then a few real people would comment on it, explaining some superficial attacks and defenses to the people who don’t really understand the battle process and just want to watch the fun - of course, the specific details will be hidden, or even covered up and distorted, but in general, this is also a commentary session that the public likes very much.

But that’s where things started to change.

Because, when Miao Yunying's figure was projected onto the dome mirror, the face of this Pure Land citizen with white hair and golden eyes was revealed to everyone in the world. He opened his mouth and uttered words that shocked and confused everyone.

[Almost ready]

He said: [Taiming, Zhenmo, Tianyi, Dachen, and other messy guys, why don't you take action? Do you really intend to watch the Zhenchuan Ceremony? ]

(End of this chapter)