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"Master Liaoyuan, be careful, this person makes poison pills without authorization."

Seeing the monk walking into the ring, Jiang Li reminded him from the top of the mountain.

The other party released goodwill towards him, and Jiang Li was naturally willing to respond.

"Thank you for your reminder Jiang, the little monk will pay attention."

With that, he walked in. This also represents the beginning of the challenge.

The disciple of Bailianshan is also a big fire, and it doesn't matter if you can't beat that Jiang Li. Now a bald donkey dare to come and look for his bad luck, do you think anyone can come and bully him!

"Master of Fate, the antidote for the poison pill will be offered after the competition."

"If the mage comes to understand the medicine, you don't have to do this, ask for trouble!"

The face of the Bailianshan disciple was very, very ugly. Obviously, his mood was not very beautiful now.

After all, his surname is Ma, one of the two big families of Bailianshan.

Usually in the sect, he is accustomed to being domineering. Those disciples with foreign surnames only promised to bully him in front of him. He has always bullied others, and he has never been bullied in a half-life.

But being so provoked by Jiang Li just now, he hasn't been able to retaliate, and this makes his narrow worldview collapse.

"Amitabha Buddha, enduring hardship is a kind of practice. The poor monk can realize the beauty of it, but the horse benefactor should realize the word of suffering."

After the Yuan Yuan monk walked into the ring, his hands were still not separated, he didn't take out the magic weapon or put on a posture, so he walked straight towards the other side.

"Huh, you want to make me suffer too? You're not ashamed!"

"Fate! I advise you to show your magic weapon quickly, don't think that your seniority is high, I will show mercy to you!"

He said so, but Bailianshan disciples really didn't dare to make any moves at will.

I don't know if this Master Yuan is gifted or destined, when he visited Cihang Temple a few years ago, he was unexpectedly admitted to the monks of Cihang Temple.

The kind of top-notch monk who was born out of the world has an unpredictable cultivation base, and exists at the same level as the founders of the Tibetan Scripture Valley.

It is hard to say whether the strength is strong or not after worshiping such an existence as a teacher, but the background alone is enough to make most people need to be cautious when dealing with him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's hands have been together for five years and haven't separated, so the magic weapon is no longer needed. Just let the horse benefactor take the shot."

Five years of hands together?

Hearing this, Jiang Li was stunned, and then carefully looked up and down the monk.

Suddenly, he felt his goose bumps dropped to the ground.

Originally, it seemed that the other party's monk's robe was all gray and brown. Jiang Li thought that the other party had a special identity, so the clothes he wore were different.

But after careful observation, I discovered that the fabric of the dress was originally a normal yellow color, but because of the fact that the hands were folded, the dress had not been taken off for five years.

It has been worn for too long and has not been washed, so it ended up in this color.

It seems that the practice of Cihang Temple is really very difficult.

Jiang Li, who loves to be clean, shuddered when he looked at the clothes.

Fortunately, there is the existence of bigu pill in the world of cultivating immortals, and it does not need to be excreted after eating it. Otherwise, this Zen technique will be even more difficult to practice.

"Huh, you asked for it!"

The monk surnamed Ma was also annoyed to see that the other party was indifferent. When he turned his hand, three pills of different colors appeared between his fingers.

Three-color poisonous wind!

The three poison pills shot out in the shape of a product, and after passing a stream of light, they exploded at the same time around the monk's body.

The poisonous gas of the three colors of black, red and green spread instantly, and interacted with each other, finally forming a three-color poisonous gas tornado, enclosing Master Yuan in the middle.

Hey!

In the area shrouded by poisonous gas, the rock formations on the ring were quickly corroded, and one layer after another disappeared, showing the horror of the toxicity of the three-color poisonous wind.

Toxins of that level, throwing ordinary mortals in, can be completely corroded and turned into pus in just three seconds.

The body of the Qi-training monk is still very strange, and he will never end well in the face of this kind of poison.

The disciples of Bailianshan other than Medicine Man relied on this poisonous pill to easily kill and defeat many powerful opponents.

But watching the little uncle shrouded in poisonous mist, in this case, the expression of another disciple of Cihang Temple did not show the slightest worry.

Hum!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light pierced through the three-color poisonous mist, and the evil and poisonous poison gas quickly melted and dissipated under the golden light.

More and more golden light appeared, just a few breaths, and the poisonous mist vortex was abruptly torn apart.

The unharmed Master Luyuan walked out of it, and even the speed of his feet did not change in the slightest.

"How can this be!"

Bailianshan disciples' hands were flying, and the poison pills were beaten out like flowing water.

The monk did not dodge, letting all kinds of violent poison pills hit him.

You should know that these poison pills were all made by alchemists from Bailianshan. Although they were made by disciples in the Qi refining period, their power was somewhat discounted, but the poison was not to be faked.

Even if Jiang Li ran into him, he would have a few pimples. But this Master of Fate can actually be unafraid.

Being able to be accepted as a disciple by the previous generation of gods and monks, this monk has his own advantages.

"Amitabha! This poison pill technique is not the right way. It is better for the horse donor to wake up early!"

Stepping on the **** golden light step under his feet, the predestined body shape turned into a golden phantom, and step by step, he steadfastly forced it towards the opponent.

Bailianshan disciples stepped back step by step, and then approached step by step. The **** golden light step invisibly gave people a strong pressure, making the other party feel like there is nowhere to escape.

Soon, the opponent was pressed to a corner of the ring, and there was no room for retreat.

The distance between the two sides is very close, face to face, almost close to each other.

Stabbed!

Bailianshan disciple's clothes were suddenly torn by golden light, and then five or six porcelain vases fell out of it.

"My medicine!"

The Bailianshan disciple exclaimed, and he wanted to reach out to pick it up, but the next moment.

"Amitabha!"

With the sound of the Buddha's name, the golden light in front of me suddenly soared, pushing the Bailianshan disciple, who had just been full of confidence, directly off the ring!

At this point, the second place on the white list changed hands again!

Since the monk participated in the Grand Competition, every battle has been resolved in this way. No matter who the opponent is, no one can force him to separate his hands. What he showed was overwhelming strength.

Unexpectedly, this Big Bi had already come to the end, yet such a dark horse appeared again.

This monk seems to be stronger than Chang Wanzhou in Shushan!

. . . .

boom!

In the spectator stand floating in the sky, Bailianshan Situ Tingxin smashed the handle of the seat.

Scattered jade as pure as suet was scattered all over, and this whole body was made of Lingtian warm jade and the seat was scrapped on the spot.

It is no wonder that Situ Tingxin will be angry.

This time the benefits of being born in the Secret Realm of the Medicine Garden are too great, and it will be possible to change the power structure of the entire Dazhongshan Immortal Cultivation Realm, especially for Bailianshan, which started with alchemy refining tools.

As long as you seize the opportunity, you can take advantage of the wind and skyrocket for ninety thousand miles. By then, you can truly stand on top of the Dazhong Mountain Cultivation Realm and trample everyone under your feet.

For this big comparison, they even used their own sect's trump cards, the secret technique of medicine man and the method of poison pill.

Using the method of pairing, take a one-time medicine man to defeat the strongest genius of other sects. Then, with the Poison Pill technique that the monks can hardly resist at this stage, they can crush and win.

They risked offending the other three sects in an attempt to win the top of the double list at once.

However, the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny.

During the foundation period, a monster appeared on the Five Elements Peak of Shushan Mountain, which made their plan half bankrupt.

In desperation, they also retreated to the next best place, then get the first place in the Qi refining stage, as long as they have that 10%, plus the efforts of other disciples. As long as the share reaches more than 15%, they can also rise with an absolute advantage!

But then, they encountered Jiang Li very depressed. This disciple, who had obviously been injured by the cultivator of the pill formation stage, still easily killed their medicine man of Dingzichu No.1.

In desperation, they can only change their plan again and get a second place guarantee. That's it!

As a result, he was actually destroyed by the old bald disciple!

damn it! Why can a monk in the Qi refining period practice the Secret Code of Cihang Temple Combination Meditation? This is unreasonable! Nor should it!

. . . .

In the second arena during the refining period, Bai Lianshan disciple fell out of the ring embarrassedly, but because he was only pushed out of the ring by Jin Guang, he was not injured.

"You won! Humph! Give me the medicine back!"

After the disciple Ma got up, his face became extremely ugly, and he lowered his head to take back the porcelain bottles, but the hand that was extended was stepped on by the fate monk.

"Donor, hand over the antidote."

When Lieyuan said so coldly, his face gradually became colder and gentle.

The Bailianshan disciples wanted to refuse this request, and then used the antidote as a threat to humiliate them.

But the problem is that they didn't offend one or two people this time. That kind of poison pill method can be regarded as offending people from the other three sects over and over again.

Especially the physical training of Cihang Temple, several medicines were poured in succession. A monk who is a master uncle, it’s already very good if you don’t beat you to a disability.

If they still want to make a fuss with the antidote, they are so embarrassed, three to one, then go to war!

The disciple surnamed Ma looked aggrieved, but the form was stronger than that of human beings, so he still handed over the medicine in desperation.

After the fate monk divided the white antidote, the cheeks of the poisoned monks soon improved a lot.

They are not afraid of being tricked by the other party, and those disciples who take the medicine can directly scare people to death with the network of connections that can be drawn out behind them.

It doesn't matter if you offend one or two. With the power of Bailianshan, it can still be deterred. If this offends everyone at once.

It's not impossible for them to join hands with Bailianshan's hometown.

The monk of Liaoyuan finished dividing the pill, then raised his head, his eyes were burning, but he met Jiang Li again.

"Donor Jiang, can you enlighten me on one or two?"

This person of Bailianshan's character training is actually going to challenge the second and first place in the black list one after another.

Jiang Li smiled, he had already expected it from that look.

There are still the last two hours before the end of the competition, and this is probably the final battle!

This monk gave Jiang Li a completely different feeling from other monks in the Qi Refining Period.

For some reason, the other party could make him feel a little threat.

In the opponent's body, there seems to be a very terrifying power. Even after Jiang Li noticed it, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"Master Liaoyuan wants to take a break?"

Jiang Li was polite, but the other party answered him with action.

Liao Yuan still put his hands together, and steadily stepped onto the highest ring Jiang Li was in.

Both sides looked at each other, and both saw a kind of excitement in each other's eyes.

"Donor Jiang, please do it."

The body of the monk was completely covered by a layer of gold paint. He walked towards Jiang Li step by step with a solemnity that he had never had before.

"Then I'm not welcome."

Jiang Li also approached step by step, at the center of the ring, the distance between the two sides was close to the boxing range.

Raising his fist, he didn't use any moves or a little bit of aura, just like a friend meeting, Jiang Li fisted lightly and punched the other person in the chest.

boom!

Under the seemingly fluttering fist, there is a terrible power that people can't match.

The golden monk Liaoyuan was directly smashed back with one punch, and he barely stopped his retreat until he retreated seven steps.

The majestic power was transmitted to the ground by him, and the large pieces of rock under his feet were directly crushed into dust.

This was the first time that a monk was repelled by someone in the big competition.

It was also the first time that a cultivator in the Qi Refining Period was able to keep his face unchanged after receiving Jiang Li's punch from the front.

"It's a good practice of hand-in-hand meditation, Cihang Temple's physical training really deserves its reputation!"

After Jiang Li looked at his fist, he was also amazed. Although it is only 30% of the power, it is also the power of the base stage level.

This combination of hands meditation is one of Cihang Temple’s unique skills at the bottom of the box. Although it is extremely difficult to practice, the opposite is this secret practice, which is very, very, very powerful!

The reason Jiang Li could recognize it at a glance was because Elder He had chanted in his ear many times.

Elder He once met such a meditation monk with hands together, but in the end, he could not break through the other's Zen skills.

"Amitabha, the little monk is not good at learning skills, the donor Jiang laughed."

Master Liaoyuan smiled and stepped forward again. Jiang Li used five points of strength this time and hit the opponent with another punch.

The turbulent brute force directly knocked the opponent into the air. If you draw a parabola, this blow is enough to knock a person out of the ring directly.

However, the speed at which Li Yuan fluttered backward was obviously not normal. It only flew out for about 20 meters, and the force was once again offset by the strong force, and it slowly stopped in the air.

Falling back to the ground, he still walked firmly towards Jiang Li.

Jiang Li noticed it this time.

When the opponent put his hands together, the power of his whole body was perfectly integrated and connected to the huge energy in his body, and he ate all the power under his fist, without any injury.

That feeling is similar to his domineering tactics, but it is obviously much stronger in all aspects, which is not the same.

"Please punch."

Liao Yuan stood in front of Jiang Li again, his whole person standing still like an iron mound, ready to withstand any force's blow.

Then, Qicheng strength.

Jiang Li raised his fist again and hit the opponent's chest with a straight punch.

boom! boom! boom!

The ring behind Yuan began to shatter and collapse continuously.

Jiang Li's punches hit the opponent's body, but he was guided to the ground with a unique technique.

But this monk with golden light did not take a step back this time!

"Unexpectedly, some of the disciples of this generation of Cihang Temple actually practiced Heshou Zen!"

"Boy Jiang Li is in danger this time."

On the viewing platform, Elder He from the Tibetan Scriptures frowned. It seems that even he is not very optimistic about Jiang Li's fighting this time.

"Senior Brother He, what is going on with UU reading www.uukanshu.com? You can even catch the fist of your disciple."

Beside him, the woman-like Huichun Hall first asked so. Although Jiang Li was injured, but after several ring fights, that powerful force did not change much because of this.

That is a monster that can fight against and build a foundation. Could it be possible that in the contemporary era, there will be another training period that can rival him? is it possible?

Even the Golden Light Sword of Shu Mountain was defeated by Jiang Li, among the disciples of this generation, is there any more enchanting disciple?

"This combined hand meditation is the secret practice of an old monster in Cihang Temple. The difficulty of practice is very terrifying, and the requirements for talent are also extremely amazing."

"Those who can be cultivated are all geniuses with a once-in-a-hundred-year experience, but once they are cultivated, they can be said to be of the same level without understanding, and the Zen skills are almost impossible to break. And the longer the practice, the stronger the power of Zen attack."

"If Xiao Jiangli is not injured, I believe he can break through the hand meditation, but the real horror of this meditation is not when he is keeping the meditation, but after breaking the meditation!"

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