Chapter 30: Stunning
At this time, Qianlong and Heshen were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were extremely desperate.
Seeing the charging soldiers about to rush into the room, Bainaqian suddenly emitted a red light that instantly enveloped the entire bedroom.
The soldiers who rushed forward suddenly collapsed to the ground and did not move.
Emperor Qianlong, at a glance, the blue color suddenly changed. These soldiers were pale and bloodless, and even their limbs were stiff, obviously they had died long ago.
The remaining guards stopped immediately and looked at the hundred-yuan coins on the door with fear in their eyes.
At this moment, the hundred-dollar coins made countless crisp sounds. The sound of "ding ding ding" was endless. The soldiers at the door, who had originally looked ferocious, fell to the ground one by one with screams, and disappeared after a while.
Until dawn, Duolun finally arrived with an old man in Taoist robes.
Qianlong didn't dare to go out at this time, staring at Duolun with suspicion. Only when he knew that Duolun stepped into the room without any hindrance did Qianlong breathe a sigh of relief.
The Taoist priest highly praised the hundred-dollar bill.
"The sea embraces a hundred rivers, and all things in the world are within a hundred. With this hundred coins in hand, your majesty has nothing to worry about. As for the ghosts in the lake, they have all been killed by the hundred coins. Your majesty can rest assured."
From then on, Qianlong carried this Bai Na coin with him, and it really was immune to all evil until his death.
This is just a legend about Bainaqian. But it is enough to show how strong Bainaqian is. All the wandering souls in the lake disappeared in three nights!
When Zhu Zhichong saw that I recognized the hundred-dollar coin, he immediately looked proud and said, "Young man, I didn't expect you to know the value of the coins. Humph! You can only look at this thing now."
Zheng Qihuai just wanted to disgust Zhuzhi Chong. Now the situation seemed to be out of control because of him, so he secretly glanced at me.
My eyes were shining at this moment, and my expression couldn't be seen, but I could feel my heart beating rapidly.
"Master Zhu, now is the time for a discussion. We can have a private round to decide the winner. I think we should just have a competition directly."
I tried my best to calm myself down. With my second-grade cultivation, I was obviously at a disadvantage. However, I was practicing the commoner magic, and the use of the mountain character formula was my only advantage.
"Nonsense, this is a discussion meeting. Do you still respect us presidents?" Zhao Decang, who had a gloomy face, scolded.
Wu Zhidao waved his hand, smiled and put his arm around Zhao Decang's shoulder and said, "Old Zhao, this discussion is nothing more than a chance for these kids to show themselves. Besides, the showdown between the four best players is something that is hard to watch. I think we should temporarily stop the meeting and wait until they finish the competition before continuing."
"I think so too. This scene is rare to see." Gao Qiyun, who had been silent, also said with a smile.
As a representative of the Beijing Metaphysics Society, Gao Qiyun couldn't stand Wu Zhidao's success, but it was also good to see the embarrassment of the Northeast. Regardless of the outcome of this competition, it was a happy thing for anyone to be embarrassed.
"You! Humph!" Zhao Decang snorted angrily and walked down the platform. "You idiots, don't you want to compete? I'll make room for you!"
Gao Qiyun smiled slightly, stood up and walked away.
Wu Zhidao laughed happily, and kindly pulled Sun Yu, who was at a loss on the stage, and said, "My friend, let's go down too. When this is over, I will find someone to help you solve the problem."
"Thank you, thank you!" Sun Yu nodded excitedly.
The stage was completely empty, and the crowd below was cheering excitedly.
"Come on! I'm rooting for you!"
"What a talent! This is the first time in all the many years since the Metaphysics Society was founded !"
"Haha, the eternal fourth-best player is going to beat the last-best player, are they going to play a game of slam dunk?"
"Is Dongmen Xuanxue looking for trouble?"
The crowd was talking without reservation, but they were almost unanimously pessimistic about the Dongmen Metaphysics Society.
Zheng Qihuai rolled up his sleeves and jumped onto the table. "Come on, I'll open a stall here. Bet on Guan Hu for 1 to 1, bet on Ni Ge for 10 to 1! Come over and your bets!"
Seeing this, the corners of my mouth twitched involuntarily. What's going on? Aren't these people all masters of metaphysics? How come they are no different from the hooligans in the market?
Guan Hu sneered and walked slowly up to the stage: "Little friend, it's your turn now." As he spoke, Guan Hu rubbed his fists together. His expression was flushed with excitement.
"Um, I can go up, but you should also ask your master to hand over the hundred-dollar money first."
I showed a hint of shyness on my face. If my cousin was here, he would definitely mourn for Guan Hu.
Guan Hu looked at me with disdain, then turned to his master Zhu Zhichong who was looking smug in the audience.
Zhu Zhichong was so angry at my suggestion: "Young man, do you think I will default on my debt?"
"This makes sense. The things of the Dongmen Metaphysics Society are hanging on the door and can be taken at any time. Your things are in your arms, so you should take them out. After all, we can't rob them!"
Wu Zhidao said slyly.
Humph! Zhu Zhichong couldn't argue with Wu Zhidao, but he was still worried, so he simply walked to Gao Qiyun, the head of the Beijing Metaphysics School, took out a hundred yuan of money, and handed it over respectfully.
"Mr. Gao, you have the highest prestige here, so you will be the one to administer justice today."
Gao Qiyun nodded with a smile: "Go ahead, don't worry, if Hu Zi wins, I will definitely help you get the demon-suppressing mirror hanging on his door."
Guan Hu was getting impatient: "Why don't you come up here, kid? Let me beat you up!"
As he spoke, Guan Hu took out a one-meter-long copper ruler, which sparkled brightly in the sun and looked quite mighty.
I smiled slightly, shyly walked up to the stage and clasped my hands, "Fellow channel friend, please be careful."
Guan Hu was stunned for a moment and then he laughed: "Boy, are you scared now? If you are, just admit defeat and say that Dongmen Xuanxue is rubbish, and I won't pursue the matter with you."
I still smiled brightly. Guan Hu stood in the middle of the ring. I didn't rush up directly. I held the copper coin in my palm and walked around Guan Hu. Then I reached out and took out the peach wood sword.
Hahahaha! Guan Hu laughed when he saw me take out the peach wood sword: "Are you planning to perform a ritual? You dare to fight my ghost-beating ruler with a broken stick."
"Fellow Daoist Guan Hu, your Demon-Slaying Ruler is indeed quite good. Although it cannot be considered a mid-level magical weapon, it is still a well-deserved sharp weapon. I am really envious!"
This demon-beating ruler. Although it is an ordinary magic weapon, it is very rare for a poor person like me. Moreover, this demon-beating ruler is an object that has been carefully cultivated. Using it as a prototype to forge a bronze sword is many times better than my peach wood sword.
Guan Hu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You look quite pleasing to the eye. If you become my master's disciple, I would consider asking my master to give you a sword. But you happen to be at the East Gate. It's useless for you to envy this thing, unless you beat me."
I smiled, a little shyly, a little brightly: "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for giving me this demon-beating ruler. Be careful, fellow Daoist."
After I finished speaking, I didn't give Guan Hu any time to react. I gathered spiritual energy with the peach wood sword in my hand and stabbed it fiercely into the ground.
With a swoosh, the peach wood sword stood firmly in the gap between the bricks and stones. A green spiritual energy halo flashed from the peach wood sword and spread to the surroundings. It quickly connected into a strange pattern with the copper coin on the ground as the base point. The Nine Yin Soul Formation was completed.
"This is!" Gao Qiyun, who was originally calm and composed in the audience, suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the stage without blinking.
"It doesn't count! It doesn't count! This kid is cheating and using the formation! This round doesn't count!" Zhu Zhichong felt something was wrong when he saw Gao Qiyun's reaction and quickly protested.
"Bah! What does it not count? My brother Ni Ge has repeatedly reminded you that stupid tiger to be careful. He is stupid, who can you blame? Besides, isn't the Xuanmen competition just a battle of wits? Do you think it's a street fight among hooligans?"
"Well, that's polite." Unexpectedly, Gao Qiyun and Zhao Decang said it in unison.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. The only one who was laughing so hard was Zheng Qihuai. He was so proud that he almost rolled over in laughter while sitting on his seat.
I was on the stage, looking very relaxed at this moment, but I didn't dare to underestimate the enemy in my heart.
Guan Hu was indeed at the peak of the third rank. With a riot of spiritual power, he charged left and right on the stage like an angry bull.
It was also because I was not good enough, the Nine Yin Soul Separation Formation did not strip the opponent's mind. It only had a slightly confusing effect.
Guan Hu simply closed his eyes, waved the ghost-beating ruler and muttered something, and charged in a straight line.
Guan Hu's idea was simple. This was a ring, and the formation had its limitations no matter how mysterious it was. As long as he rushed out of the center, the formation would be powerless against him.
"The sky and earth are clear, the lotus pedestal is in the image, the sun and the moon are the heart. My heart is clear."
As he continued to chant the Heart Purification Mantra, Guan Hu moved faster and faster, and was about to break out of the magic circle.
Sweat beads the size of soybeans began to appear on my forehead. Every time Guan Hu attacked, I had to use all my strength to activate the magic circle, so that Guan Hu would unconsciously circle back to the starting point. But now I was becoming more and more powerless.
If this goes on, sooner or later I will be exhausted by Guan Hu. Seeing that Guan Hu was about to rush out of the magic circle, I simply pinched my magic finger and moved a few steps behind Guan Hu.
To outsiders, it looked like Guan Hu was running in front, and I was chasing him from behind. This scene made the spectators suddenly noisy. How did this fight turn into a running race?
At the moment when Guan Hu rushed out of the formation, I reached out and took the peach wood sword in my hand. The formation dissipated in an instant. Guan Hu turned his back to me and was stunned facing the audience for a moment!
How could I let go of such a good opportunity? I used the peach wood sword as a stick and hit Guan Hu hard on the back of his head.
