Fox Demon Crossing

"Boy, you are now the representative of Maoshan. Will you participate in the 'Urban Cultivation Competition' of Tianshi Mansion?" Mom Wang Yaxing rushed home and asked impatiently.

After Jin Renfeng returned from his trip, he confessed that he had become a disciple of Maoshan and was accepted as a disciple by the head of the Maoshan sect on behalf of his master. At first, the couple did not believe it at all, until they confirmed it repeatedly, they reluctantly accepted this surprise.

After all, this is a happy event. The couple was delighted that their son had talent and joined Maoshan. The wise eyes of the father Yang Hong seemed to have found the answer he had been looking for for a long time. He was sure that the person who guided his son's practice must be the master of the head of Maoshan. He also imagined a bloody plot: the head master was seriously injured by his enemies, and met his youngest son by chance when he was dying. He used up his life's practice to baptize his bones and muscles and teach him the Maoshan Dharma. This also explained why the head master accepted disciples on behalf of the master. Everything made sense...

However, the truth was far from what he had guessed. It was just that Jin Renfeng did not say anything, and the old Taoist priests in Maoshan would not reveal the truth. Facing his mother's question, Jin Renfeng answered frankly: "Well, I received an invitation. Maoshan will send people to participate in the 'Urban Cultivation Competition' held by Tianshi Mansion this time, and I am one of them."

Wang Ya said worriedly: "Son, you have only been practicing for a short time, so you will be at a disadvantage if you participate."

"Participation is the most important thing, ranking is not important." Jin Renfeng explained with a smile, "Even if I don't get a ranking, it's good to see the strength of the younger generation of each sect."

"That's true...Brother Hong, shall we go together to cheer for our son?"

"It should be fine, but the company's affairs must be dealt with in advance." Yang Hong nodded, thinking that this was not a big problem. After thinking for a while, he said: "You should know something about Maoshan. Now Maoshan does not have an advantage in actual combat, compared with Tianshi Mansion, Wudang Mountain and even many other sects. I have analyzed that it is very difficult for Maoshan to rank among the top in this competition."

He expressed it very tactfully. In other words, he didn't have high expectations for Maoshan. At the same time, he knew what the "Tongtian Lu", one of the "Eight Wonders", meant to Maoshan. Dad's vision was indeed sharp. Jin Renfeng was silent. If he hadn't participated, Maoshan might have become a supporting role in this competition, just like the original plot.

After all, the Qing Sect on Mount Mao is one of the orthodox Taoist sects. In this competition, he must let the world see that they have the reputation of being the eighth of the ten great Taoist caves and the first of the seventy-two blessed places. Their orthodox status should not be underestimated. Now the outside world is saying that the Qing Sect on Mount Mao is on the decline.

The next day, Wang Zhenqiu came. As soon as they met, he asked if he would participate in the competition.

Upon learning that Jin Renfeng represented Maoshan in the competition, Wang Zhenqiu collapsed on the sofa and said weakly, "You know how excited I was when I heard about the competition. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. I was going to join in the fun, but Mr. Hao firmly disagreed and even brought up company regulations to pressure me. There was no other way. As a dedicated employee, I could only bear the pain and not go."

Wang Zhenqiu looked depressed as he spoke. Jin Renfeng laughed and thought to himself that it was no wonder that Wang Zhenqiu, who loved to join in the fun, did not show up for such a big event in the original book. It turned out that he was stopped by the person in charge. This is one of the disadvantages of joining a company, especially for temporary workers like them, who work all year round and have no rights or benefits.

"Hey, can you tone down your gloating expression?" Wang Zhenqiu said dissatisfiedly, "I came to you for comfort, not to see your smug expression."

"Really?"

"Why do I feel like you have other intentions?" Jin Renfeng took out a few slices of bread from the refrigerator and put them in her mouth to chew.

Wang Zhenqiu narrowed his eyes and stared at his back, a gleam in his eyes, and said, "If you want to talk about conspiracy, there is also one. Are you interested in the 'Tongtian Lu'?"

Others didn't know, but he knew that Jin Renfeng's strength was so great that even Ding Shian, one of the two great heroes, could not handle him. In this competition, he was definitely an overlooked dark horse.

Jin Renfeng glanced at him and said, "If I'm not interested, I won't participate."

Wang Zhenqiu licked his lips subconsciously. He had a premonition that if he really got the "Tian Tong Lu", this guy's peaceful life would probably be gone forever and he would never be at peace again.

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East China, Jiangxi—Longhu Mountain.

Jin Renfeng got off the plane alone, looking at the bustling town at the foot of Longhu Mountain, squinting his eyes and calmly observing the passing people. On average, one out of every three people is an alien. This probability is already quite high.

Two months is not a long time. If it weren't for the need to take care of the extraordinary people across the country and let them all know the news, the Tianshi Mansion would not have announced the competition information two months in advance. This competition will definitely be very lively.

As a contestant, Jin Renfeng arrived a day early to meet up with another contestant from Maoshan. His parents took a flight tonight and would arrive tomorrow morning, and the competition would also start tomorrow.

"Hey, I'm here, where are you?"

"Ticketing."

"I'll be there right away..."

At the ticket office, a fat lady and a fat Taoist priest were arguing about something.

Jin Renfeng approached.

"Auntie, this ticket is too expensive, 260 per person, are you trying to steal money?"

"You can buy it or not, have I begged you?"

Finally, the fat Taoist priest was defeated and reluctantly prepared to pay for the ticket.

"Nephew, please buy me one."

The fat Taoist looked at Jin Renfeng, then glanced at his empty purse, smiled bitterly, and reluctantly bought a ticket for this young master.

Account - 260.

Jin Renfeng put his hands in his pockets and asked in confusion, "Nephew, why do you look like that? Aren't we going to pay for it this time at Maoshan?"

"How can it be reimbursed?" The fat Taoist curled his lips and whispered, "The headmaster is famous for being stingy. Besides, there are so many masters from the alien world gathered in Longhu Mountain this time. Before leaving, the headmaster said that he would only reimburse all expenses if you can grab the 'Tongtian Lu'."

In his opinion, the headmaster was really cunning. A task that was almost impossible to accomplish. One of them was a junior master in name only and had joined Maoshan for only a year. And he...

Well, he knew his own limitations, so he was thankful he could survive the first round.

"The headmaster didn't want to lose face, out of sight, out of mind, so he sent us here." The fat Taoist looked at Jin Renfeng and laughed, "But you, Junior Master, are in the front. Even if we lose face, it will be Junior Master who loses first. I am just an ordinary disciple of Maoshan."

"Go up and pay a visit to the Master of the Tianshi Pavilion."

In the city, in the lobby of the Tianshi Group headquarters.

An employee of Tianshi Group came forward and greeted politely: "Gentlemen, welcome."

"I am a disciple of Maoshan Sect, and this is our junior uncle. He wants to meet the Master of Tianshi Pavilion." The fat Taoist priest said after responding politely.

"No problem, please follow me."

Lead them into a meeting room.

There was laughter and conversation in the room. The employee knocked on the door and said, "Master, guests from the Maoshan Sect are here to visit."

“Please let them in.”

After opening the door, the employee gestured for you to come in.

Jin Renfeng walked in front with steady steps. Facing the renowned Master of Tianshi Pavilion, there was no fear on his face.

The fat Taoist secretly admired his calmness. He always felt inexplicable pressure when facing the Pavilion Master.

After entering the room, there were only two people. One was an old man, who must be the head of the Tianshi Pavilion, and the other was a middle-aged man in a black suit and glasses. He had never seen him before, so he naturally didn't recognize him.

Urban Basketball Superstar

Ignoring the middle-aged man, Jin Renfeng and the fat Taoist priest saluted the Tianshi Pavilion Master, "Yang Ping'an (Li Qingkuang), a disciple of Maoshan Sect, greets the Tianshi Pavilion Master!"

"Yang Pingan?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at him and asked, "Are you the disciple accepted by the old Taoist priest in Maoshan last year, Junior Master?"

"It's me," Jin Renfeng replied.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, noticing that the fat Taoist priest was a little embarrassed, and then he understood the reason and laughed: "Haha... young man, don't be restrained, relax, I won't do anything to you."

"Hey, the old Taoist priest didn't come, and he didn't answer the phone. He played the same trick on me again." Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said, "He once said that Yang Xiaoyou has extraordinary talent. What is his goal this time?"

"To be honest, I'm here to compete for the championship of the Luotian Competition." Jin Renfeng's unmodest words startled the fat Taoist priest. The silent middle-aged man on the side couldn't help but frowned, not to mention the Tianshi Pavilion Master who asked the question.

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "This Luotian Competition has gathered most of the young talents in the supernatural world. Even the Tianshi Group is not sure of winning first place. Young friend Yang is so confident, I am looking forward to your performance."

After chatting for a while, Jin Renfeng and the fat Taoist said goodbye and left. After all, they were not familiar with the Tianshi Pavilion Master, and this visit was only due to the friendly relationship between Maoshan Sect and Tianshi Group, and the friendship of Tianshi Pavilion Master as the host.

After they left, the middle-aged man who had been silent said in a subtle tone: "Master Tianshi, he is the junior uncle of Maoshan, the fifth orthodox descendant of Maoshan, and the disciple accepted by the leader of Maoshan himself?"

"That's right." Zhang Zhiwei replied: "Zhenghao, I didn't expect you to have heard about it too."

"Yes, I have heard some of it." The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses. He was one of the Ten Lords and the founder of the Tianxia Association. He was also the descendant of Feng Tianyang, the founder of one of the Eight Great Skills, the Soul-Guiding and General-Sending Skills, Feng Zhenghao.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Regarding Jin Renfeng's previous remarks, he was not sure whether it was due to self-confidence or lack of experience, or whether he believed that he had enough strength and confidence, or whether he was simply overambitious.

He doesn't look very old.

You know, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

But he dared to say such things. If he was eliminated in the preliminary round, it would be a slap in the face of Maoshan.

Feng Zhenghao admired his self-confidence, no matter where it came from. That kind of self-confidence that was not afraid of opponents made him decide to take some time to observe during tomorrow's game. Maybe there would be an unexpected surprise.

The Master of Tianshi Pavilion had the same idea.

Although he did not deliberately test her, Jin Renfeng's confidence was not fake.

The holding of the Luotian Competition was the result of intense discussions between him and the Ten Lords.

Huaiyi, for Chu Lan, an old man like me has even lost my dignity...

The real purpose of this Luotian Competition is to allow Zhang Chulan to become the head of the Tianshi Pavilion.

Originally, only he, the Pavilion Master, had the final say on who would be the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Masters, and no one else had the right to interfere. But this time was different. Zhang Chulan's identity issue aroused opposition from some people, so the Pavilion Master of Heavenly Masters fought hard and held the Luotian Competition, the first in the history of Longhu Mountain, open to all people with special abilities.

Correspondingly, they also provided Zhang Chulan with the opportunity to become the master of Tianshi Pavilion.

This is a compromise between the two parties.

They also sent people to participate in the competition to prevent Zhang Chulan from winning the championship.

On the other side, an employee led Jin Renfeng and the fat Taoist priest to a guest room.

The room can accommodate six or seven people on the floor.

Seeing this, Jin Renfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Excuse me, do you have a single room?"

"The single rooms have been fully booked. Even the double rooms are out of stock. Online booking is very popular now. If you two didn't book in advance..." The other party shook his head and looked apologetic.

"Ugh……"

Jin Renfeng sighed, tilted his head 45 degrees, smiled bitterly and said, "This world is so fickle, Fatty, don't blame others, this world is always so realistic. Our Maoshan has declined, and now even the Tianshi Group, which we have been friends with for generations, has changed its attitude."

"They say that the Taoist sects in the world are all one family, but in the end, they are of no use to us..."

"..."

The employee's face changed slightly, and he said awkwardly: "Daoyou, what are you doing? I really didn't lie to you...Okay, wait a moment, I'll go ask the Tianshi Pavilion Master."