Man in the heavens, wins by lying down to prove the truth

Chapter 199: Walking Tractor Competition and Relics of the Old Tiandao Era

Click!

With a click, the door of the lounge opened and Tai Weihua, wearing a red OL uniform and black high heels, walked out, looking as if nothing had happened.

"Friend Bai Daoyou and Little Friend Shuhang have also finished flying. Let's go and prepare to go home."

"oh oh!"

Seeing Tai Weihua pretending nothing happened, Yu Rouzi immediately chose to cooperate.

That night, Tai Weihua returned to the small western-style building and went back to the fifth floor, where he cursed at Zhou Cheng's bedroom door for a long time.

She had lived for tens of thousands of years, but this was the first time she had made such a big fool of herself.

From now on, no matter what activities Song Shuhang and Reverend Bai have, she will not go out and just stay at home like a homegirl.

……

The peaceful days passed one by one.

One day, Tai Weihua, who was curled up on the sofa watching TV series, suddenly sensed a noble breath coming from the fifth floor.

In an instant, all the grasses and plants in the entire Jiangnan region grew wildly, and countless ordinary people who were injured and dying recovered to health almost in an instant.

This inexplicable miracle immediately went viral on the entire social network, and then was mysteriously blocked.

Tai Weihua felt a vast and majestic vitality reviving.

The vitality of this existence exceeded any other existence she had ever seen.

There is no doubt that Zhou Cheng's retreat has ended.

A moment later, on the fifth floor of the small western-style building.

"Friend Shuhang and Friend Bai Dao are not here?"

Zhou Cheng, who had changed into modern clothes, lay lazily on the sofa and asked casually.

Tai Weihua looked at Zhou Cheng with resentment: "I went to the party... It's all your fault for not going out."

When Zhou Cheng heard this, an expression of interest appeared on his face.

"Where are Shuhang and his friends having their party? Let's go join in the fun."

Tai Weihua's eyes flashed with confusion, and he said uncertainly: "It seems that some Chu family needs to deal with some things, but I don't know the details."

Although Tai Weihua also joined the Jiuzhou No. 1 chat group, he seldom made comments and rarely peeked at the screen.

Occasionally, I would pop up and look for someone to play with me.

Zhou Cheng took out his mobile phone and logged into the Jiuzhou No. 1 chat group and asked about the specific situation.

Zhou Chushi: @Shushan is under a lot of pressure, where is Shuhang going?
The pressure of the mountain of books is great: Have you come out of the initial retreat, senior?

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Poyang Ji Guo Da: Congratulations on coming out of seclusion, senior, you look familiar with me!

Tian Tian Island Master: Senior looks familiar +1
Then the screen was filled with messages.

Seeing this, Song Shuhang chose to chat with Zhou Cheng privately and explained the whole cause and effect to Zhou Cheng.

The cause of this incident was that there was a little sister in the Chu family who was Yu Rouzi's best friend.

It just so happened that the Chu family and a nearby sword sect had a friction over resources, so they set up the Broken Immortal Platform to have a competition among their young disciples to decide the winner and resolve the friction.

As for the gathering of members of the Jiuzhou No. 1 chat group...it can only be said to be a coincidence.

"Let's go find Shuhang and the others first and see what they are up to."

Ever since Zhou Cheng realized the specialness of Song Shuhang and Reverend Bai, he has paid more attention to them.

As the child of destiny, there will definitely be some special opportunities that you can take advantage of.

……

In the northwest of China, near the Chu family's land, there stands a Broken Immortal Terrace.

Many fellow Taoists from the Jiuzhou No. 1 chat group gathered here and are holding a fairy tour conference.

As members of the chat group, although everyone knows each other, they will occasionally visit friends to communicate, or team up to explore or something like that.

But large-scale gatherings like today's are still rare.

So a conference on Taoism was naturally held.

When Song Shuhang finished his own work and rushed over from the Chu family, he saw the seniors in the group discussing the Dao.

The majestic spiritual energy gathered around them, transforming into auspicious clouds. Endless spiritual mist also spread out, nourishing all things around them. Countless plants and trees grew and sprouted rapidly at this moment.

Even when some great masters at a higher level were preaching, one could see white lotuses blooming in the air.

“The seniors are so awesome!”

Song Shuhang hurriedly moved over, and when he was close enough, he heard the sound of chanting.

The sound of chanting is solemn and sacred. It is not the sound spoken by the predecessors in the group, but the sacred sound of Tao formed by the laws and principles between heaven and earth resonating with the predecessors.

"So sad……"

A look of pain emerged on Song Shuhang's face. This level of preaching was not something Song Shuhang could understand at his current level.

But at this moment, a young green onion poked its head out of Song Shuhang's pocket, and it took root on a strange enlightenment stone.

The enlightenment stone vibrated slightly, emitting a special wave.

Suddenly, the pain on Song Shuhang's face disappeared, and he felt a cool breeze spreading.

In this state, although Song Shuhang still could not understand the sound of the great Dao, he found that some of the doubts and puzzles in his previous practice were suddenly enlightened and solved.

Immediately, Song Shuhang decided to continue approaching, but after taking just five or six steps, he suddenly felt a huge pressure rushing towards him.

In an instant, Song Shuhang was drenched in cold sweat.

"The way to longevity is to stop at..."

A soft crescent moon suddenly rose, the bright moonlight shone between heaven and earth, and Tai Weihua's cold voice rang out.

There was a magical power in that voice, which instantly dispelled the enormous pressure Song Shuhang was under.

"Sister Taiwei? Senior Chushi!"

Song Shuhang looked at Zhou Cheng and Tai Weihua who suddenly appeared with some surprise.

But at this moment, Zhou Cheng looked at Song Shuhang with a strange expression.

Because the voice that Song Shuhang just spoke in... was a female voice!

It was so delicate and subtle, almost comparable to the sound when Tai Weihua's defense was broken.

"You're...dressing like a woman?"

Song Shuhang was instantly shocked: "Senior, please don't misunderstand..."

As he spoke, Song Shuhang hurriedly explained the whole story, so as to avoid being recognized by Zhou as a pervert who liked women's clothing!
The general reason was that something went wrong with the contestant who was originally going to compete on the Duanxiantai, and Song Shuhang was forced to go into battle in disguise.

But the problem was... the original contestant was a woman, so Song Shuhang had to appear in women's clothing and take drugs to change his voice.

Now that the sparring session was over, the effect of Song Shuhang's medicine had not yet worn off.

"I see……"

Zhou Cheng smiled and shook his head, and with a light tap, the remaining medicinal effects in Song Shuhang's body were burned out. At this time, Venerable Bai in the crowd also saw the figures of Zhou Cheng and Tai Weihua.

"When did Fellow Daoist Chushi and Fellow Daoist Taiwei arrive?" Venerable Bai smiled, and that strange charm emerged again, as if the whole world had lost its color.

Even Tai Weihua, who was preaching, was stunned for a moment. Zhou Cheng was the only one in the audience who was not affected at all.

"I just came out of retreat, and I heard from my friend Shuhang that the fellow Taoists in the chat group were having a party, so I came over to take a look."

After Zhou Cheng finished his explanation, many members of the chat group came over to say hello.

After all, it was the first time they met Zhou Cheng and Tai Weihua.

"Fellow Daoist Chushi, Fellow Daoist Taiwei, nice to meet you. I am Tornado." Venerable Tornado said.

Beside him, the well-behaved Mad Blade Sanlang spoke with a guilty conscience: "Hello, two seniors. I am Mad Blade Sanlang, and I specialize in the Seventy-two Moves of the Great Blade!"

"Hello, two seniors. I am Beihe."

"..."

Zhou Cheng and Tai Weihua also returned the greeting with a smile.

Then Zhou Cheng looked at Crazy Blade Sanlang with some curiosity: "This must be Fellow Daoist Sanlang, right? His reputation is well-deserved."

Kuang Dao Sanlang suddenly felt even more guilty.

He remembered very clearly that when the seniors first joined the group... he was asking for trouble by reporting his measurements.

He didn't know how powerful this Chushi senior was...but Tai Weihua, as a ninth-grade calamity immortal, openly stated in the group that she was the maid of the Chushi senior.

This is a ninth-grade calamity immortal!!!

"Senior, Senior..." Kuang Dao Sanlang spoke haltingly.

Zhou Cheng would naturally not make things difficult for Kuang Dao San Lang, but from Zhou Cheng's perspective, there was a vague shadow of cause and effect behind Kuang Dao San Lang.

That shadow... is a Confucian saint!

At this moment, Zhou Cheng suddenly sensed something and looked towards a corner of the sky.

In the distant sky, a blood-red rainbow light flashed and appeared, and then quickly flew towards their direction.

At this time, many fellow Taoists in the chat group present also noticed the fluctuation of aura and looked in the direction where the red light came from.

"This aura... seems to be that of a blood demon?"

At this time, Beihe Sanren refreshed the latest edition of "Cultivation Daily" in his hand.

"There is a report in the Monk Daily that a blood demon is about to land, and the predicted landing location... seems to be the area we are in."

Upon seeing this, Tai Weihua stretched out his sleeves, and ripples appeared in the void, forming a spatial portal.

The next moment, the blood demon was captured in Tai Weihua's palm and shrunk countless times.

This is a great supernatural power, similar to the Buddha kingdom in the palm of your hand.

The existence of the Blood Demon is indeed troublesome for ordinary cultivators, but for great cultivators, it is just a courier delivering treasures.

However, this blood demon is only an early sixth-grade being. Even if he has any treasures, they are nothing to Tai Weihua.

Zhou Cheng was even less interested.

"Leave it to other Taoist friends to see if they can find the prize."

As soon as Zhou Cheng finished speaking, Tai Weihua nodded obediently, crushed the blood demon in his hand to death, and threw it away.

Generally speaking, blood demons who are able to sneak onto Earth should be relatively wealthy.

"Who's going to draw the prize?" Beihe Sanren asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people turned their eyes to Venerable Bai, who was blessed with great fortune.

"Emm, well, I'll take the chance to draw the prize."

Next, Reverend Bai began to open the treasure chest.

"A rough piece of magic stick, an ice-attributed magic ring, a special and strange red water chestnut, and a fortune-changing amulet..."

The following process can be summarized as Venerable Bai continuing to dig, and treasures continue to appear.

There are all kinds of special medicinal herbs, magic weapons, and weapons.

Soon, almost all the fellow Taoists from the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' present had obtained a treasure of their own.

Fairy Litchi said curiously, "I don't think the 'Outer Devil' is so prolific, right?"

Generally speaking, after killing the extraterritorial demon, one is considered lucky if he can carry three or four treasures and some spirit stones with him.

True Monarch Huangshan came up to Fairy Litchi and said in a flattering tone, "When Senior Bai took out the sixteenth treasure, I already didn't know what to say."

Song Shuhang made a summary speech: "Senior Bai's opening of treasure is definitely different from that of ordinary cultivators."

Upon hearing this, the monks who were chatting nodded in agreement.

This is so beaver!
While everyone was chatting, the group leader, Huangshan Zhenjun, suddenly went out to answer a phone call.

After answering the phone, Master Huangshan said to everyone, "I just received news that 400 walking tractors will be delivered soon. Is there anything else you need?"

"If you need anything, you can tell me now. We can take this opportunity to send it all over."

Zhou Cheng, who was standing by, looked at Master Huangshan in astonishment: "What's the matter with the walking tractor... Is it the walking tractor I understand?"

This word, coming out of the mouths of a group of cultivators, looks strange no matter how you look at it.

"Um... Here's the thing. I plan to hold a hand tractor racing competition and invite all of you fellow Daoists to modify the tractors together. Are you interested, fellow Daoist Chushi?" Reverend Bai extended a warm invitation to Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng felt like he had arrived in this world, and the style of painting had become strange.

I originally thought that there was something wrong with me, but now I realize... the problem is with this world!

"Let's play with the fellow Taoists in the group. I'm not interested."

However, what surprised Zhou Cheng was that Tai Weihua, a ninth-grade Tribulation Immortal, actively spoke up: "I'll participate. I need a spot to explore the ruins of the old Heavenly Dao era."

Zhou Cheng immediately discovered the key and asked, "What is the situation of the remains of the old Heavenly Dao era?"

Upon hearing this, Venerable Bai said, "I found this copy before my last retreat. I was returning from treasure hunting in the Arctic, and on my way home, I ran into a warship from an unknown country."

As he spoke, Venerable Bai explained somewhat embarrassedly: "Ahem, I was in a daze at the time and didn't notice that I had crashed my car. I drifted into the deep sea and accidentally discovered this relic. If my judgment is correct, it should be a relic from the old Heavenly Dao era."

"According to my judgment, the ruins should be related to the Immortals, so I plan to take out five places to explore the ruins as prizes for the top five winners of the hand tractor competition."

"I see. Then I'll join in too." Zhou Cheng decisively changed his mind.

Suddenly, a group of fellow Taoists in the chat group began to wail.

"Senior Chushi and Senior Taiwei are both immortal seniors. Now the five places have been reduced to three, and the intensity of the competition has been greatly increased!"

“Yeah, yeah, the seniors in the group are so strong, we can just join in the fun.”

"It's over. I'm definitely out of luck."

Reverend Bai also realized this problem. The gap in realm was too big. What was the point of trying this?

"How about having Fellow Daoist Chushi and Fellow Daoist Taiwei be the referees and help set up the venue. They can also get a spot as a reward." Venerable Bai looked at Zhou Cheng and suggested.

(End of this chapter)