Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Just when the uproar had a tendency to expand further, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then stopped talking.

As if sensing a different kind of atmosphere, some monks began to look up.

"Look!"

The monk with his head up raised his hand and pointed upward.

More and more monks raised their heads, followed the direction of their fingers, and searched for their spiritual consciousness.

On the martial arts arena, the dome is wide open.

The harsh sunlight falls from the gaps between the leaves, forming beams of light.

Through the big open dome, one can see a vague black figure flying slowly towards Xuanxie Peak.

Gradually, Qingluan's melodious chirping sound came.

The vague black shadow was a majestic beast mount with shiny feathers and a slender neck. When it spread its wings and flew, it looked graceful and splendid.

Someone exclaimed: "That's the mount Qingluan of Immortal Feng Zhaoming!"

Everyone looked intently, and they saw a red-robed fairy with closed eyes sitting on Qingluan's back.

He is handsome and dignified.

Because Feng Zhaoming's pulse is in the eyebrows, his eyebrows are not like ordinary people, but a kind of burning bright red, which further complements the hostility and fighting spirit of this warrior avenue cultivator.

That Qingluan blew twice, flew to the martial arts arena, and circled in circles.

Feng Zhaoming, who had closed his eyes at first, suddenly opened them, and the aura around him was overwhelming and overwhelming.

He jumped up, like a young phoenix falling to the ground, and jumped onto the white stone slab of the martial arts platform.

For a moment, none of the millions of monks in the Martial Arts Hall spoke a word, and they all stared blankly at the tall and straight monk on the stage.

None of the monks thought that the world-renowned Immortal Feng Zhaoming would be such a young and handsome man.

In the silence, a crisp and frivolous whistle suddenly came from the audience.

Xianjun Feng Zhaoming turned his head and looked towards the voice.

In this extremely quiet and solemn occasion, who would dare to make such a presumptuous move?

The millions of monks in the field also turned their heads towards the place where the sound came from in astonishment, and saw Sect Master Bai Ren sitting at the head of the Kaiyuan Xianzong queue, smiling and waving at Xianjun Feng Zhaoming.

Sect Master Feng Zigang, who was next to Patriarch Bairen, was ashamed and stabbed Patriarch Bairen's arm with his elbow as a warning.

Sect Master Bai Ren just pretended not to notice it, and with the powerful spiritual consciousness of a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, he swept in all directions unscrupulously, forcing back all the curious or contemptuous eyes around him.

The spiritual consciousness of all the monks has just shrunk back, and the original tranquility has been restored.

Standing in the very center of the martial arts stage, Feng Zhaoming's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand in salute without saying a word.

He was clearly alone, but standing on the white stone slab of the martial arts platform, he had the aura of a thousand troops rushing towards him.

I saw Feng Zhaoming's right hand grasping the void in front of his chest, a white light suddenly appeared, and a majestic and astonishing aura gradually rose in Feng Xianjun's palm.

The monks were in an uproar:

"Is Xianjun Feng Zhaoming going to call out the fairy sword 'Nine Questions' directly?"

"There is not even a single opening sentence. The rumors that the fairy has a dull personality are indeed true!"

Under the stage, Immortal Bi Xuying snorted softly and narrowed his eyes.

Xianjun Beilin sighed: "Once this sword is released, even if Xianjun Zhaoming does nothing, it will be enough to save the face of Zhengyang Xianzong."

This immortal gentleman is as gentle as spring, and among the four gentlemen, he has the best relationship with Feng Zhaoming, so his words are very polite.On the other side, Immortal Wuping was chattering endlessly to impart experience to his disciples.

What he said coincides with what Bi Xuying said just now.

"It's dangerous to reveal one's hole cards in public. My teacher guesses that Xianjun Feng Zhaoming will make the most simple and ordinary moves to the extreme to show his own level." Wu Ping said: "If that's the case , It will be more difficult than showing superb kung fu. Wu Dao, you have to observe carefully how Xianjun Feng Zhaoming uses simple spells to achieve the effect of shocking the crowd."

"Yes, Master!"

During the conversation, a fairy sword as thick as two fingers and as transparent as clear water appeared in Feng Zhaoming's hand.

This legendary "Nine Questions" fairy sword is mysterious and unpredictable. Before Feng Zhaoming, it had not been tamed by monks for tens of thousands of years.

Feng Zhaoming had never used this sword in actual combat before his cultivation at the peak of Transformation God.

Therefore, no one has seen the Nine Questions Immortal Sword.

However, when it appeared in Feng Zhaoming's palm, the minds of the millions of monks present were all shaken, they all knew that this sword must be authentic.

Powerful, astonishing fighting spirit, soaring into the sky.

The white light gradually dimmed, and Feng Zhaoming's palm shrank inward, holding Jiu Wen firmly in the palm of his hand.

Then the right leg backed up and arched, and the right arm was pulled back horizontally, making a very common opening gesture called "Sunrise Prepares the Sword".

Immediately afterwards, the fairy sword stabbed out suddenly, it was "Changyang Ping stab".

The Nine Questions Immortal Sword slashed downwards, and the "reverse collapse sword" made the fire perfect, and the sword body reflected the icy cold light.

After seeing these three hands, someone recognized them and said in surprise:

"Is this... Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming used the Zhengyang sword technique?"

There are 24 styles of Zhengyang swordsmanship, also known as Zhengyang 24-style swordsmanship. It is the most widely spread swordsmanship of Zhengyang Xianzong, and all beginners must learn the swordsmanship.

This set of basic sword techniques was used by Immortal Feng Zhaoming, the power is naturally extraordinary, the Nine Questions Immortal Sword is famous, and the sword moves are also very beautiful.

"But……"

"It's too boring!"

The million monks who had been watching with bated breath all sighed regretfully.

A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect disciple.

Even though Xianjun Beilin said that as long as Xianjun Feng Zhaoming sacrificed the Immortal Sword Nine Questions, he would be able to compete for Zhengyang Xianzong's face.

However in practice this is not feasible.

Immortal Feng Zhaoming is known as "Zhengwuzhou No. 1 Combat Strength". He is as famous as senior Bi Xuying at a young age. Under his fame, he only shows nine questions and dances Zhengyang swordsmanship, which is obviously not enough to watch. of.

On the martial arts stage, Feng Zhaoming focused his expression and did not pay any attention to the noise from the audience.

He has used this set of Zhengyang swordsmanship countless times, and his movements are skillful and smooth, and he will soon finish demonstrating the Zhengyang swordsmanship.

Then he held the sword in his right hand, and put Jiuwen upright beside his arm.

On the stage, Feng Zhaoming took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The originally astonishing spiritual power slowly condensed.

Visible to the naked eye of the monks present, a thin layer of spiritual mist covered Xianjun's red robe.

"What is this for?"

A monk exclaimed: "Could it be...!"

Immortal Bi Xuying, who was sitting in the Eastern Tomb Immortal Sect, frowned, held the handle of the wooden chair with his right hand, and leaned forward involuntarily.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Feng Zhaoming's figure gradually blurred, and became solid again.

The solid figure stepped forward and moved to the left, revealing another solid figure behind him.

On the Martial Arts Stage, there unexpectedly appeared two Immortal Monarch Feng Zhaoming, and each of them had a condensed aura and sufficient spiritual power, unlike ordinary avatars.

The figure on the left turned around, swung the fairy sword, and attacked to the right.The sword is extremely sick, like a snowstorm in the sky, hitting at night.

The figure on the right reacts extremely quickly, moves slowly but smoothly, and is still using a set of Zhengyang swordsmanship.

The extremely slow Zhengyang swordsmanship was in stark contrast to the extremely fast sword attack.

The two Nine Questions Immortal Swords collided fiercely, making a sound like a rainstorm.

There was an uproar.

"what is this!"

"Has Xianjun Feng Zhaoming's avatar technique reached this level?"

The cultivator with a slightly higher vision put his spiritual sense on the martial arts stage and stared carefully.

The phoenix-eyed young monk looked dignified, and said to the people around him, "Did you see it?"

Sitting in the wheelchair, Lou Feng coughed lightly, nodded, and said:

"This is not a clone technique, I'm afraid it's..."

The two monks felt the overwhelming fighting spirit of Immortal Feng Zhaoming on the stage, and said at the same time, "The fighting spirit is revealed!"

As the name suggests, what he did was revealing his fighting spirit, which means that the avenue practiced by Immortal Feng Zhaoming has reached the point where it can turn the emptiness into reality.

Ordinary monks can also return the Dao to reality, such as Baizang Immortal Venerable, who can transform the Dao he has cultivated into the shape of a thin-stalked fan leaf.

Different monks have different shapes revealed by the avenue.

Some are flying cranes, some are raging fire.

However, someone like Feng Zhaoming who can completely transform his body and perform ordinary monk movements is really unheard of.

"Impossible!" Immortal Bi Xuying slapped the right handrail violently, his eyelids trembling: "How is this possible!"

Look at the martial arts stage again.

The Nine Questions Immortal Sword is indeed the second best sword in the ranking of immortal swords.Feng Xianjun, the figure on the left, is aggressively attacking, with strong wind and heavy rain.

On the right is a clank, and once the sword is released, it supports the sky and the ground.

"The sword technique used on the left side is very exquisite. It combines the advantages of hundreds of schools and forms a school of its own."

"If I'm under the nine questions, I'm afraid I won't be able to last ten breaths!"

"Don't look at the fairy on the right who only uses one set of Zhengyang swordsmanship, 24 moves over and over again, but I didn't lose the slightest bit!"

"It's incredible."

"Zhengyang swordsmanship, is it so powerful?"

Someone sneered and said, "No, it was only under the demonstration of Xianjun Feng Zhaoming that it appeared so powerful."

Even though Immortal Feng Zhaoming forced out all the spiritual power in his body and summoned the avatar to show his fighting spirit, he couldn't use his spiritual power.

However, just relying on the power of the Immortal Sword Nine Questions, the transparent barrier covering the martial arts stage was bulged, like boiling water bubbling.

On the dome, a divine steed and an elegant Qingluan divine bird stands on one foot in the martial arts hall.

Through the large open dome, the divine bird can clearly see every move of its master.

It seemed to take Feng Zhaoming's outstanding performance as normal, and turned its head to comb the feathers on its back.

A cyan feather fluttered and fell into the Martial Arts Hall.

When the feather was attached to the barrier and twisted to the side by the mighty force.

Feng Zhaoming withdrew his fighting spirit avatar, holding the hilt of Jiuwen sword tightly with his right hand.

The light flashed, and the fairy sword became invisible.

Feng Zhaoming tidied up the skirts that were not at all messy.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a wine jar with a thin bottle mouth.

Feng Zhaoming raised the wine jar and poured it out.

In front of the millions of monks present, a blue porcelain cup appeared out of thin air.

As Xianjun poured the wine, only the slight sound of "gudongdong" could be heard.

A rolling transparent liquid gradually gushed out of the cup.

In the middle of the liquid, there is a piece of emerald green bamboo leaf, which looks like a fairy.

Feng Zhaoming obviously didn't walk out of the barrier of performing martial arts, and didn't walk in front of a million monks.

Just dumping the wine jar, immortal wine emerged from everyone's wine glasses.

The liquid in the cup was so mellow that the monk fell in love with it after sniffing it.

"This is the famous wine 'Zhuyeqing'!"

"No wonder it's so mellow."

Immortal Beilin pointed at the sky, and the wine glass dangled and moved to his lips.

He said with a smile: "Feng Zhaoming Xianjun has a heart."

Not far away, Immortal Bi Xuying's face was gloomy, he hummed coldly, and drank the bamboo leaf green angrily.

On the other hand, the noble family.

Fairy Lian Longyu, who was originally smiling because she saw Feng Lang's heroic appearance, couldn't help lowering her head when she saw Zhuyeqing floating in front of her.

Two drops of clear tears fell down the woman's cheeks.

Sect Master Bairen was sitting in the queue of Kaiyuan Xianzong, seeing the wine glass swaying towards him, he didn't open his mouth, as if he was not interested in the coveted immortal wine.

He just raised his hand, pierced the big thorn into the wine glass, passed through the wine, and pinched the emerald green bamboo leaf in the center of the wine.

A piece of vigorous Jingxin Arrow Bamboo.

"The deity knows."

Sect Master Bairen was in a good mood, resting his chin on his left hand, squinting his eyes and smiling, "Between Fairy Longyu and this deity, you choose me, not her."