Shi Xuanqing broke through the saint's pass, causing the vision of "fisting the sky", which shocked the entire Xuan Realm. At that moment, many cultivators hidden in the dark were trembling. From the day of her debut, Shi Xuanqing's reputation of violence and war began to spread in a small range. As her realm continued to improve, the number of appointments continued to increase, and her reputation spread farther and farther. After she became a master, the practitioners who could call her a name in the Xuan Realm basically had their hands with her.

Now that she has attained the saint and has become a veritable "war saint". The cultivators who have fought with her can't help but start to worry, especially the individual cultivators who once defeated Shi Xuanqing in the battle and have now become saints, and are even more heartbroken.

In the distant cave, they looked up at the domineering fist, and the words Shi Xuanqing said when he was defeated were echoed in their minds: "When you become a saint in the future, come and learn the master tricks of fellow Taoists."

At that time, there was still a long time before becoming a saint, so I didn't take it seriously. I casually said "One word is a certainty", thinking that I could become a saint anyway, and I would like to take up my aura first.

At this moment, Shi Xuanqing's big fist of the saint who attained enlightenment was hanging there, like a layer of shadow shrouded in his heart, and because another more perverted saint was protecting her, it was impossible to disturb her slightly.

Shi Xuanqing flew out of the Beiming Cave Heaven, opened his arms, and used the Great Beiming Technique. The energy of heaven and earth poured into his body in large quantities. At the same time, the vast fighting spirit spreads wildly to all directions with her as the axis, as if it was intended to let the entire Xuan Realm feel the pressure brought by her majestic combat aura.

When the Eight Mountain Demons saw this scene, they looked desperate. Even though they worked together and used their magic weapons to escape from a new saint, the problem was that the other party had two saints, and the other one was even more terrifying.

Now they just want to ask one question. At this moment, is it still time to hand over all the magic weapons?

The answer is no.

Because after Shi Xuanqing completed all the saint-entry rituals, he said: "My junior brother, after I entertain these uninvited guests, I will fight you for three hundred rounds."

After becoming a saint, Shi Xuanqing can finally call Guo Dalu "Little Junior Brother" again without any pressure.

Guo Dalu smiled and raised his hand, "Waiting for you."

Shi Xuanqing took the powerful aura of the new saint toward the Eight Mountain Demons. The Eight Demons felt a mountain torrent sweeping over, and they could not avoid it. In desperation, they quickly retreated, then crashed into Guo Dalu's cage formation and were bounced back again.

Just when they thought they would die this time, the female killer god in front of them suddenly withdrew their aura, turned to look at Beimingfeng, and said, "My junior brother, please take your magic circle."

The young man in white on the mountain nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the big cage formation quietly closed.

The eight mountain demons each exchanged their eyes, and hope ignited in their hearts again. It seemed that the new war saint would not have the same knowledge as them, but just gave a little punishment.

Thinking of this, they silently sacrificed their strongest magic weapons, trying to perform slightly better when they took the saint's fist next, or they could seize it quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

"I only punch three times, and I will not target anyone. Those who can catch it will run away on their own, and those who can't catch it will be left to fate."

Shi Xuanqing's tone was indifferent, and the violent aura that had just been restrained spread out again. However, the Eight Mountain Demons were relatively calm this time, because the new saint, Master Xuanqing, unexpectedly left them a way out and gave them a chance.

During the long years of practicing Taoism, this is definitely not the first time they faced a moment of life and death. They know very well that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they should try their best to seize it. Once they have passed, they will gain endless benefits.

The other side of the crisis is opportunity.

At this time, Shi Xuanqing's first punch had already been hit, and the speed was really not very fast. It seemed like a mountain was slowly falling, as if a deep sea monster was slowly floating on the surface...

However, although the fist speed is slow, it cannot be stopped.

They used all their magic weapons to block the fist without reservation, but they were like using glass balls to smash an iron wall. When they heard the sound of a ping bell, they did not work.

The first mountain demon was swept by the fist wind and flew backwards like a kite. When he was about to hit the mountain, he swung a whirlpool and returned the same way, waiting for the second punch.

Next is the second, the third...

Shi Xuanqing punched the end, and none of the eight demons were spared, and they all fell into the trap.

At this time, the Eight Mountain Demons suddenly realized that the new Saint of Beiming might not have been prepared to give them any chance at all, and were ready to kill them with three punches.

The result was beyond their expectations again.

The Eight Mountain Demons ultimately failed to withstand Shi Xuanqing's second punch.

...

"Master, I'm wrong!"

After Guo Dalu took over the ice and fire formation that trapped Lin Yifan, the latter knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"The disciple is very sinful and unforgivable. You can kill the disciple with your own hands!"

Shi Xuanqing quietly looked at his former best chief disciple with a expressionless face.

Lin Yifan's confession continues: "Although my disciple was confused by monsters, he was ultimately distracted by his disciples because he was resentful and imprisoned. He committed such crimes and was truly ashamed of his master's teachings to his disciples. Please help me... wuwuwu..."

Lin Yifan whimpered while talking, looking very heartbroken.

"If I could have another chance to start over, I would rather be an ordinary mortal than do such a traitor. Unfortunately, my disciple's mistakes will bring eternal regrets and will be irreversible. Please ask Master... to give me a happy life."

Lin Yifan leaned down on the ground, and his nose had already touched the ground.

Shi Xuanqing remained silent.

"Sect Master, he seems to be really controlled by the monster..."

The elders of Beiming Sect walked forward and saw Lin Yifan like this. When they remembered his miserable past, they felt compassion.

"If so, if all the demonic energy on his body is removed, maybe..." the third elder tentatively proposed.

Lin Yifan said in a hoarse voice: "Second Master, don't plead for your disciples, you are not worthy of your disciples! You are not worthy of your disciples..."

"As the saying goes, knowing mistakes can correct them, and there is no greater good. There is a prodigal son who turns back and doesn't change his gold. The sect leader, why not give him another chance?" The fourth elder also spoke.

"Fourth Master..." Lin Yifan said nothing but tears were heard.

Shi Xuanqing looked motionless and asked, "Do you all agree to give him another chance?"

The other elders looked at each other and nodded.

Shi Xuanqing looked at Lin Yifan and said, "Several uncles and uncles have pleaded for you, what do you say?"

Lin Yifan shook his head regretfully and said repeatedly: "Disciples are not worthy, they are not worthy..."

Shi Xuanqing nodded, said "Yes", and said again, "I don't think you are worthy, too." He punched him with a backhand. The former chief disciple of the former Beiming Sect, who had already transformed into demons, flew out, and a ball of black smoke burst out in the air and dissipated with the wind.

The elders of Beiming Sect looked trembling and suddenly realized that their sect leader was no longer the grand master who was so popular and had no intentions, but a true saint.

"He carries a string of dark stone talismans. Although I don't know what it is, his thought of dying with me has never stopped."

Shi Xuanqing still explained to the elders, then turned to face the top of Beiming Peak, with his phoenix eyes shining, looking at the young man in white who had not spoken a word from beginning to end, and shouted: "Come and fight!"

Exit these two words, the aura of the sect leader of the Beiming Sect is 2,800 feet, almost the same as the height of Beiming Mountain.

The next moment, Beiming Mountain seemed to be intoxicated, and the two saints began to fight.

What a fierce battle! It's really... it's hard to describe the writing.

...

After fighting like this for 299 rounds, Shi Xuanqing realized that he had reached his limit, but he still did not gain any advantage and was always on par. At this time, Guo Dalu said: "Senior sister said she would fight for 300 rounds, so let's end in 300 rounds."

When he finished speaking, Guo Dalu's momentum increased a little further, and he knocked Shi Xuanqing down with one punch.

Just about three hundred rounds.

"Which round did you start to be sure you can win in one fell swoop?" Shi Xuanqing asked after a little breathing adjustment.

Guo Dalu bluntly said: "First round."

Shi Xuanqing: "..." So, has the gap between them not narrowed?

Guo Dalu didn't explain much about the fact that he was about to fly to immortality, and said, "Senior Sister Xuanqing, you should rest first and discuss something with you when you look back."

After saying that, Guo Dalu disappeared from Beiming Mountain and came to Fuyao Hall.

Shi Xuanqing gave a few words to the elders and returned to Beiming Cave Palace.

...

"Everyone clearly has this intention, and he is alone in making a fool of himself. As the saying goes, monks are hungry ghosts in the lust, which one is not like this? Besides, those three ladies are all beautiful and beautiful, like flowers and jade. If the old pig doesn't believe you, you won't be moved?"

"Idiot, since you have this intention, you can stay here to be a son-in-law for this family so that we can have a bit of hot tea."

"Since the old pig has entered Buddhism, how can he do such a thing? Not being a son of man! Not being a son of man!"

...

"Seeing what the woman meant, if I wait for someone to agree, she would be angry. Don't talk about tea, I'm afraid the lights will be difficult to light tonight. Brother Monkey, Junior Brother Sha, three of us who have the Taoist practices are not afraid of anything, but the master is so dark and cold, how can we have a night of life?"

"If there is no way, the old pig is willing to stand up and suffer the loss of this mute. After marrying the three sisters, isn't there any saying in Buddhism that "who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?"

...

...

When Guo Dalu returned to Fuyao Hall, the WeChat message in his mind never stopped. The discussion group of the "School of Learning the Book" was chatting about who left to marry the three sisters, and the chat records had passed +99.

Guo Dalu quickly pulled down the record, and only looked at the words and found out about the entire process of Zhu Bajie from wanting to resist and finally completely tearing off his face and willing to marry into a married woman.

Guo Dalu continued to pull down and saw Zhu Bajie sighing at the embarrassment of "three women fighting for one husband": "The three ladies all want to marry the old pig, and they are really upset. The old pig simply married the woman to finish the business. Although he is older, he knows the cold and the heat, and knows how to love people than the young wife. He is also proficient in the activities, saving the old pig a lot of things."

Guo Dalu thought to himself, if "that woman" is really "that", Zhu Bajie's last sentence would be enough for reincarnation a hundred times.

...

The chat records were finally drawn, of course, Wukong and Sha Seng mocked Zhu Bajie for being tied to a tree with a pearl shirt and hanging all night.

"This mother-in-law and three young wives are really good. What's the etiquette of the new son-in-law getting started on the first day, and he was so stubborn and slapped?"

Sha Seng teased and said, "The second brother has such benefits. I have my mother and three Bodhisattvas to marry you."

Zhu Bajie was so ashamed that he let out a string of "crying" expressions.

Zhu Bajie: "From now on, I don't want to do this, go to the West honestly, (cry) (cry) (cry)!"

Before Wukong and Sha Seng returned, Tang Seng suddenly replied: "Lingshan doesn't believe in tears, he wants to cry and go home to cry."
Chapter completed!