"It's too difficult." Guo Shangdong on the side couldn't help but sigh. "It feels like there's no way to defeat the illusion..."

"It's okay, it was the same in the beginning." Xunyang patted his shoulder understandingly, "You are already very good. Many people may not reach your level in a year. There are also people who have declined in Taoism after their mentality fell. .”

"." Yu Hong didn't know what to say at the side. He just felt that it was inappropriate for him to stand with the two of them.

Moreover, from Xunyang's words, he felt that the corruption of Qingchen Temple seemed to be more serious than imagined.

Guanwu Gong is a Taoist method that has strict requirements on the current state of mind. Whether you practice well or not can be roughly judged from your mental state.

As for the teachers in the temple, it is very likely that many of them can no longer maintain their original state of mind and will.

I'm afraid that the deterioration of Taoism is the norm.

Not long after, the four Zhengming people from the Taoist class also arrived.

The four young Taoists, neatly dressed and cool in temperament, looked like young Taoists. They attracted a lot of attention as soon as they entered the door.

Then came the other veteran students from the Jinyu Class, many of whom came one after another. Finally, there were many pilgrims gathered not far away to watch the fun.

"Although we have informed you in advance, only half of the Jinyu class can come, but even half of them is a lot." Guo Shangdong whispered beside Yu Hong.

"There are indeed quite a few." Yu Hong looked at the number of people around him, which had increased to about ten. This Jinyu class had accumulated year after year, and the number of people was really quite large.

By the time the number of people in the Jinyu class increased to twenty-one, they already looked like a crowded group.

The backyard of Guanli is also becoming more and more lively.

These people seemed to have different temperaments. They seemed to come from all walks of life, and their age ranges ranged from teenagers to forties.

Everyone put on gray robes and gathered in groups, chatting in low voices about topics of interest to them.

The disciples had almost arrived, and then came the middle-level deacons who were in charge of management. They were divided into singers, disciplines, music, registration, etc. Finally, after waiting for more than ten minutes, the master came in. " Three real people, Yu Mo Yu, Fang Yu Zhong, have arrived."

The Taoist singer started working loudly, holding a small imperial bell in his hand, and struck it gently.

when.

The gentle ringing of the bell lifted everyone's spirits.

With the support of the Taoist boy, the three veteran Taoists slowly entered the door and sat in their exclusive seats. Everyone quickly saluted the three of them.

"Qingchen Temple, the routine internal competition has officially begun!"

Taoist Yu Mo, an experienced Taoist, stood up and recited the opening words loudly.

"Taking advantage of this new class's introduction, Neibi can not only show the demeanor of the younger generation in my Qingchengguan, but also allow everyone to have a clear understanding and comparison of their own abilities and qualities."

"Actually, this internal comparison ranking is the ranking of the commission level when placed outside..." Guo Shangdong murmured to Yu Hong in a low voice below.

"Can it still be like this?" Yu Hong was speechless. Is this really all about money, deliberately creating an internal competition to show off one's own strength, and then publicly setting the price for each disciple to earn extra money?

Immediately afterwards, there were examples of the Taoist class' techniques, led by Taoist Zhengming, who is known as the two great geniuses.

That is, the handsome white-faced Taoist priest who always has a cold face and looks like he is wasting my time when talking to anyone.

After he went up, a patient who was said to have been hit by evil spirits was quickly arranged and sent to the scene.

"I'm in so much pain. Who, who is cutting my flesh with a knife... Who is it!? Get out of here!!" The patient was tied to a metal stretcher and was still struggling wildly when he was brought up. His eyes were bloodshot and he was frantic. shed tears.

"Don't worry, you will be relieved of the pain soon..." Zhengming took a few steps forward, stood next to the other person's stretcher, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the other person's forehead.

As if being electrocuted, the patient froze immediately, then slowly closed his eyes, his expression softened, and then... he fell asleep.

In front of at least forty or fifty people around me, I fell asleep. Wow.

Suddenly there was thunderous applause.

The pilgrims and spectators who were watching the excitement around applauded very proudly.

Most of these pilgrims were elderly people. When they saw the scene of treatment, they all shouted and praised. Some people called Zhengming's nickname.

"As expected of the Tao-faced Taoist Lord Masaaki! This is truly amazing!!"

Zhengming's face turned red and he pretended not to hear, but his eyes became colder and sterner. He cupped his hands towards the surrounding people and the teacher, turned around and left.

"The case stage is over. Here are the internal rankings. This time, we will start with the juniors from the Jinyu class. The assessment method is Taoist demonstration. Due to special reasons, the Taoist assessment method of this sect is also very special." The Taoist in charge of the assessment said loudly. .

He took a step back and made way for a large room with an open door on his side.

"The method is to enter the fighting room and have a free one-on-one fight. The Seven Feather Fist attack and defense will be taught to all juniors. The winner will advance to the next round."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Jinyu class immediately looked at each other.

"I said we are practicing Taoism. How come the assessment method has changed to directly taking action?" A female disciple of the Jinyu Class was obviously a newcomer and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

No one responded, although many people had the same doubts, but since the rules of the sect have been set, then just follow them.

"Dingrou, it's up to me this time." Guo Shangdong suddenly felt confident when he heard that this was the test.

He patted Yu Hong's arm, "You have dead muscles. They look big, but they are actually useless. If you can't bear it later, just shout and admit defeat. Do you understand? Wait until I go up to avenge you."

"...Hmm." Yu Hong was speechless and could only hum, taking care of the other person's emotions. After all, they also had good intentions.

Although I don't know why this is the case, it seems that there is really no way to test Taoist cultivation. We can only observe it through other methods and make simple judgments.

After all, a person's mental and willpower strength cannot be judged without extreme circumstances.

Not long after.

Taoist Yu Mo and two other veteran Taoists sat on the main seats and began to watch the battle.

"The top three from the Jinyu class will be ranked first, and then the top three will challenge the Taoist class. Okay, let's get started."

Yu Mo picked up the wolfberry tea, took a sip and ordered.

"The challenge has officially begun. The top three in the Jinyu class will receive a home amulet and an amulet. The top three in the overall ranking will receive a custom-made Taoist tool." The Taoist who sang the lyrics explained loudly.

Soon, the registered Taoist was ranked according to the Jinyu Class student number and called people forward one by one. "The first game, Dingshan vs. Dinghai."

Two young men and women with absolutely no Taoist temperament walked in.

One is tall and the other is short. The former has a pockmarked face and a fierce temperament. The latter has a confused face and two ponytails.

As soon as I walked in, the door was closed.

The pockmarked man suddenly took action, taking the opportunity to sneak up on him and punch the twin tails in the back. Snap.

His punch was dodged, and he was pushed sideways by the twin ponytails, causing the punch to be in vain.

Although the punch was unsuccessful, it successfully aroused the displeasure of the surrounding spectators. Everyone began to cheer through the hollow windows, hoping that the pitted man would be defeated soon.

Immediately afterwards, the two distanced themselves and each used the Seven Feather Fist.

This seven-feather fist, when struck slowly, has graceful and slow movements, like seven different styles of flying birds, vibrating both arms.

When used in actual combat at this time, to play fast and fast, the performance is as graceful as a dance, and has an additional sense of mystery like a sacrificial ritual.

The audience was quite pleased to see it.

In the final two minutes of the chase, the two ponytails successfully won, punching the pitted man and knocking him to the ground.

When she raised her hands and panted out of the door, everyone around her applauded.

It's just that although Yu Hong also applauded, he still felt... "As expected of the rehearsal, it's really good, this effect."

Not far away, Xunyang muttered something, but he listened completely.

Yu Hong looked strange. He looked at the excited pilgrims outside and immediately understood something.

"The second game, the group fights against the smoke."

Soon the singer's voice sounded again.

The second pair of Taoists walked into the big room. This time there were two pretty women, both from the Jinyu class. One was plump and the other was pure.

As a result, the outside audience became more interested, and more and more pilgrims were attracted.

Especially when the two girls have sex together occasionally, the applause rises one after another.

Yu Hong looked at Guo Shangdong, who was also impressed, and shook his head in his heart, already understanding what was going on.

As time goes by and battles continue, gradually, not all of them are just drama, there are also real battles mixed in.

Until the start of the eighth game.

"The eighth game, firmness and softness versus firmness and weight."

As the lyrics were being sung, Yu Hong walked into the room slowly. He waved his hand to Guo Shangdong who was cheering him on behind him.

With a creak, the door closed.

He walked to the sticker on the ground marking the confrontation position, turned around and looked across.

Standing opposite is Ding Zhong, a middle-aged man with a flat head and a well-proportioned figure, broad shoulders and a broad body. His figure is well-proportioned and strong, not showy. Even if he is wearing a monk's robe, you can feel that his muscles are bulging. He is a man who exercises regularly.

"That's polite." The other party raised his palm and saluted him. "That's polite." Yu Hong returned the greeting.

Obviously, in order to balance the viewing ability, the other party specially arranged the two disciples who seemed to be similar in size together.

But for the students in the Jinyu class, even the seniors who entered the class first, Yu Hong was not interested. No matter how powerful Guanwu Gong and Qiyuquan were, what would be the use of such a small amount of time to practice?

"Let's fight quickly." He was too lazy to act. Pfft.

When the door closes, the battle begins. The moment the wooden door closes.

Yu Hong stepped forward, making only a faint sound under his feet. In the blink of an eye, the person had already appeared beside Ding Zhong.

A sideways palm hit the side of the waist. Bang.

This came down so fast that the fixed weight didn't react at all. It seemed that he had practiced some postures, but...

"Ah!" He screamed, fell to the ground and rolled over, clutching his waist, unable to get up.

"Dingrou wins!" the lyricist said.

"Another sneak attack!"

"If you don't talk about martial ethics, shouldn't you first take a stance?"

"This man is not good at martial arts. He has grown so big for nothing." Yu Hong was speechless as he listened to the noise from the audience outside.

Was he a sneak attack? He had already slowed down a lot, but the other party just couldn't react. What should I do?
Chapter completed!