Look In the Mirror Chapter 283

Chapter 283 Shangyang for a meeting

Lihuang nineteen, Shangyang for a while.

Thousands of rocks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for success.

Bahuang is named after the arrangement of the eight trigrams.

Nanjiang lives in the south and is the mother of Lihuo, so it is also called Lihuang.

The reason why the Nanhuang Nineteen Cities gathered in Shangyang City is because there is a secret place in Shangyang City.

The name is: Mysterious Realm of Myriad Valleys.

This secret place will appear every few years, and every time it appears, the Wandaoliu Waterfall on Qianyan Mountain in Shangyang City will surge again.

At this time, all major sects will send elite disciples to participate in the competition.

The sect that wins the competition will be favored by the lord of the nineteenth city, and can then sign a contract and be blessed by the fireworks of the first city.

The world's qi is divided into three qi: heaven, earth, and people.

The sky corresponds to the luck of the stars.

The ground corresponds to Feng Shui luck.

The human world corresponds to the pyrotechnic luck.

The right time, place and people are indispensable.

Among them, the luck of the stars determines auspiciousness and blessings, which are obtained from the starlight connected by the nebula flag.

Fengshui and air luck determine the weather and weather, and the luck is made by chance, which is obtained from the layout of the school's landscape.

As for the succession of disciples determined by the luck of fireworks, the fastest way to obtain it is to form an alliance with Yicheng.

So for the many sects in southern Xinjiang, the competition is the most important thing.

And every time this time happens to be the busiest time in Shangyang City.

Snapped!

A gavel fell in Shangyang Building.

All the guests who came and went stopped and watched.

"The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the chaos of the world is for profit."

I saw the storyteller sitting in the middle, wearing a scholar's hat, his eyes bright, he stroked the three-inch green sheep beard under his chin, looked around, with a smile on his face.

"Today we don't talk about heroes, we don't talk about heroes, but we talk about this year's conference. It's a turmoil, and the heroes are competing to be the first!"

"For a while, you are actually here to play the front. When will this competition conference not be a competition between you and me, it is so lively."

"Don't be a snob, which year's competition is nothing more than the ten major sects of good and evil. How can this year be different?"

"That's right. If it wasn't intense, how could there be so many people in Shangyang City?"

As the tourist said, the bustling Shangyang City is indeed thanks to the competition.

"The handicap in Changlefang was opened yesterday. You can talk about it for a while, who has the best chance of winning this year?"

The storyteller was not angry when someone interrupted his speech, and opened the folding fan with a 'swish', quite imposing.

"Hey, everyone, don't be in a hurry, just listen to me and explain in detail."

"The competition in the past was fierce, but this year is different."

"Did you see a red light shining in the south two months ago?"

"Well, indeed, the red light is probably a treasure from heaven."

"The old man also saw it clearly, and it took more than ten days to gradually disappear."

The storyteller nodded slightly, and said: "A month ago, did you hear birds singing, see firebirds, caterpillars, and golden horn sheep?"

"Hey, it's very, very very, I really heard birdsong, I thought it was an illusion at the time."

"I saw a golden horn sheep passing by in the sky a month ago, and it disappeared in a flash. It was just a dazzle."

"Speaking of which, there have indeed been some changes in southern Xinjiang recently."

He stroked his beard for a while, pretending to be mysterious and lowered his voice: "Everyone knows, what are these things for?"

"Could it be related to the competition?"

"Haha, this guest officer is right."

"It's really closely related to this year's competition."

"Have you ever heard of 'the red lotus weeps the dew, kills the life and drinks the sky'?"

All the tourists shook their heads.

But one person seemed to have heard it, so he tentatively asked: "Could it be the 'killing red lotus' that was widely rumored in southern Xinjiang a while ago?"

"Hahaha, the guest officer is only half right."

"The soaring blood that you saw two months ago is the 'red lotus weeping dew' in the comment."

"This matter has to start with Mr. Kong Kong in the Void Building."

"Two hundred years ago..."

After knocking on the gavel for a while, he actually told the cause and effect of the two hundred years of retreat at the Shasheng Temple.

'Red lotus weeps dew, kills life to drink sky' is the comment given by Young Master Xukong to the Shasheng Temple.

Although this matter was secret, it spread like wildfire as the killing red lotus bloomed.

For a while, the talk was vivid, and the tourists were fascinated by it.

Besides the tourists, in the corner of the hall, several young men and women dressed as monks were dining.

Among them, there are four women and one man. The four women are all wearing light gowns to cover their faces, and their bodies are graceful.

As for the man, about twenty years old, with a heroic face, he fixed his eyes when he heard the storyteller's words: "Hey, the storyteller really knows some secrets."

The secret about "red lotus weeping dew, killing life and drinking sky" was said by Zen master obscure at the killing conference.

I didn't expect it to spread here so soon.

"The first half of the sentence refers to the blooming of the Shasheng red lotus, and the second half of the sentence refers to the resurgence of the Shasheng Temple."

"This Shasheng Temple is also a thousand-year-old sect. Thousands of years ago, it was favored by the Emperor Zhou to eliminate blood demons. It was once the central Sanyuan sect."

"Although there has been a decline since then, it is also the leader of southern Xinjiang."

"Until two hundred years ago, when the temples were closed and the mountains were closed, they seldom walked in the rivers and lakes again, so their reputation was not obvious."

"And now it is true that Mr. Xukong said that after the red lotus bloomed, a unique monk came out of the Shasheng Temple, who became the top of the "Golden Scale List"."

"We in Southern Xinjiang are finally proud."

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding tourists nodded.

Heroes emerge in large numbers.

It has been many years in southern Xinjiang, and no one has been able to enter the top ten of the "Golden Scale List".

Unexpectedly, it became the top of the list all of a sudden.

"Hee hee, princess, the little monk has been stealing the limelight these days."

"I don't know if I can still say 'Amitabha Buddha' when I see you."

The woman in the middle heard the words, her beautiful eyes drooped, and the bases of her ears turned red, as if she was a little ashamed.

"Luqi, keep your voice down."

"Shameless!"

"Hahaha."

It caused several women to laugh.

They are none other than Tianxuan Mingjiang, the Seven Star Sword Aspect, and the woman sitting with him is Taoist Shaohua.

The other three daughters are: Princess Shenxiu, Luqi and Jifu.

At this moment, the storyteller continued: "It's not easy to talk about this monk Duxiu."

"It is said that he is handsome and extraordinary, and when he first became famous, he won the first prize in the Xiangfei Valley's "Bamboo Shoot Competition", breaking the conspiracy of the ghost sect, and saving Xiangfei Valley from disaster.

Because of this, she was favored by Princess Shenxiu, so she cut the bamboo and combined it~"

As soon as the words came out, the tourists around laughed and said, "So it's a flower monk."

"This affair is not shallow!"

"Princess Shenxiu is a goddess on the "Beautiful Beauty List". Being favored by Princess Shenxiu may have her own advantages."

"Hey hey hey."

As soon as these words came out, Princess Shenxiu lowered her head, her eyes were both ashamed and angry.

The girls around couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

But I heard that the scholar said again: "Although it is said that it is a combination of bamboo and scorpion, Monk Duxiu Hongchen cultivated his heart, but he did not stay in Xiangfei Valley."

"Instead, he returned to the Shasheng Temple and became a disciple of the Shasheng Buddha."

"Poor Princess Shenxiu has been staying alone in the vacant room until now~"

PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

(end of this chapter)

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