Chapter 329: Wo Ji Jing, Comparison of Three Arrays

"Earlier, Shuping was bewitched by others and actually set up an array on the Dajiang to block the imperial envoy. It was Qian Daoist who took action to break his array, saving him from committing a big mistake." Wang Rong nodded: "In the battle on the river, Qian Daoist took action several times, which was truly extraordinary!"

Qian Chen secretly thought: "It was clearly the array set up by Xie Daoyun, how did you push it to Wang Ningzhi?"

But on the surface, he nodded slightly: "What does Wang Situ mean?"

Wang Rong smiled slightly and said: "Qian Daoist broke into my Wang family's door, humiliated my brother at the banquet, and left. It is really too insulting! Therefore, I came to the door today to ask for advice on three moves. If Daoist wins over our brothers, I will cover my face and leave immediately. If I am lucky enough to win two moves, please ask Daoist to set up a wine of apology and apologize to my brother!"

Si Qingcheng frowned: "You only cover your face and leave if you lose, don't you need to apologize to Shixiong?"

Cui Dan hesitated: "And listening to Situ's meaning, even if Qian Shixiong wins this round, the Wang family will not give up looking for trouble?"

"That's right! The one who loses is me, Wang Arong, not the Wang family. Therefore, even if Qian Daoist wins over us, Longxiang will still come to the door to ask for advice!"

Wang Rong said: "Of course, if Qian Daoist wins over Longxiang, my Wang family is not a person who is entangled, and will naturally recognize this humiliation!"

Cui Dan said: "Then this gambling contract of Wang Situ is too cheap!"

"My action is originally bullying the small with the big, so naturally I won't take this cheap. I heard that Qian Daoist's array cultivation is high, so if Qian Daoist wins two rounds, I will offer the Wang family's secret ancient array study "Feng Hou Wo Qi Jing" for Daoist to read for an hour!"

"And the gambling fight is only based on the means of magical powers and techniques, not fighting for cultivation, fighting face-to-face. The three gambling fights stop at the point, and the winning conditions are discussed by us!"

"Feng Hou Wo Qi Jing!"

Cui Dan and Si Qingcheng suddenly changed color. This classic, also known as "Wo Ji Jing", was created by Feng Hou, a minister of the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times, and contains the secrets of heaven and earth and the mystery of the array path. After the founding prime minister of the Tianzhou God Dynasty, Taigong Wang, extended it, it was passed down to the ancestor of the Wang family, the Immortal Qin Heavenly Demon General Wang Jian, and then added the inheritance of the military family. It is the most profound array inheritance in the Central Lands.

This classic combines military and array, containing the mysteries of the universe and the wonders of heaven and earth.

It has infinite mysteries that seize the creation of heaven and earth.

The Wang family is willing to offer this classic. No matter who says it, it is deep sincerity. If Cui Dan gambled with others and wanted to take out his own "Tian Yan Five Elements Xuan Jing", I'm afraid his father could peel his skin!

Si Qingcheng frowned secretly. The Wang family is willing to offer this classic, is it crazy?

Even Qian Chen was moved...

"In terms of the array path, although I am not very proficient, I think my understanding and aptitude are okay, just lacking an array inheritance that leads the way like the "Taishang Elixir Book"."

"The "Feng Hou Wo Qi Jing" requires 100,000 moralities in the Samsara Land to get a glimpse of the truth. The conditions of the Wang family this time are really something that people cannot refuse."

Qian Chen weighed his integrity in his heart and sighed secretly: "Originally I didn't want to accept it, but they gave too much!"

Wang Rong saw the shocked expressions of Cui Dan and Si Qingcheng and smiled: "Two, don't misunderstand, what I can give is not the full version of "Wo Qi Jing", but only the "Wo Qi Jing Continuation Map" that records the eight arrays of heaven, earth, wind, cloud, dragon, tiger, bird, and snake in the classic!"

Cui Dan and Si Qingcheng were not angry, but breathed a sigh of relief slightly. If it weren't for this, the conditions would be too fantasy.

Qian Chen frowned slightly and suddenly said: "If so, I have to add a condition..."

Wang Dun was angry: "Junior, stop being so greedy, "Wo Qi Jing" has been offered, what else do you want to add?"

Qian Chen sneered: "Although "Wo Qi Jing" is heavy, in Qian's heart, it may not be as important as the two words 'Qian Chen'. If you are not willing, wait for Wang Longxiang to enter the capital, and then decide the high and low on the sword."

Wang Rong stopped Wang Dun from speaking and just said calmly: "Qian Daoist has any conditions, we can discuss it ourselves, not listening to it is not having bearing."

Qian Chen smiled: "Wang Daoist, I also know your calculations. Participating in the array is the most exhausting of spirit, just to use this thing to disturb my mind, and consume my spirit before the decisive battle. But I really want to see this "Wo Qi Jing", and you want me to apologize, but Qian doesn't know what guilt there is."

"I have never bowed my head in my life..."

Qian Chen had his own pride in his heart, and he even wanted to ask Wang Rong, do you know how heavy my head is?

"Therefore, "Wo Qi Jing" for my bowing head is impossible. The condition I want to add is... if I win these three arrays, Wang Yan must apologize to my Shimei!"

Wang Rong was stunned for a moment and sighed: "If so, it is simply letting the brother go to die..." He hesitated for a moment before looking up: "I know Yifu, I can't promise for him, but if the Daoist wins three arrays..."

He stood up and bowed to Si Qingcheng: "I am willing to apologize for him and clear the name for the princess!"

Si Qingcheng was moved, but shook her head at Qian Chen: "Shixiong doesn't have to be like this... I can fight back myself!"

Wang Dun stared, still fighting!

Today one fights to the door, tomorrow another fights to the door, what is this treating the Wang family as? A toilet? Come and go!

Qian Chen smiled: "Since so, then it is agreed!"

Wang Rong also laughed: "Good, good!" He said sincerely: "If Yifu can see the style of the Daoist today, why would he be so blind? Even if Longxiang might win over you, it is ultimately Yifu who misread!"

"If the Daoist style cannot enter the twenty-eight characters of Shenzhou? What is there to see about this false name?"

Qian Chen stretched out his hand to the courtyard in the courtyard and said: "Please!"

Wang Rong smiled and went out with Wang Dun. The two sides came to the courtyard. Wang Rong said: "The first array is a comparison of strength!"

"Let my clan brother Wang Dun take the field, the two sides wrestle, the weak loses, it is clear at a glance!"

Cui Dan frowned: "Isn't this comparing magic power? Bullying the small with the big?" He was concerned and chaotic, but Qian Chen would never think that the Wang family was bullying the small with the big. In this world, no one could be bigger than him!

Therefore, Qian Chen raised his hand to stop Cui Dan, but heard Wang Rong smile: "Cui little gentleman, my clan brother is a military family cultivator, without military qi, his cultivation can only exert three points, how can he bully the small with the big."

Qian Chen nodded: "That's it!"

Wang Dun took off his sleeves, revealing his strong upper body. He roared, and his blood rushed into the sky. The old servant watching beside Si Qingcheng couldn't help but retreat a few steps, intimidated by his spirit. After the old servant came to his senses, seeing Si Qingcheng still standing in place, unmoved, he felt ashamed and ashamed.

Secretly thinking: It turns out that I can no longer protect the princess!

Behind Wang Dun appeared a huge martial arts divine phase phantom. His body and life soul drove the three souls, and every inch of the divine phase contained great magic power. Just by the power of blood, he could crush any magic spell under magical powers. Even if he cultivated magical powers, those who could threaten him were few and far between.

Qian Chen's elixir qi behind his head was like clouds and mist, turning into

The Martial Path Divine Image roared, but instead of using the iron whip in its hand, it reached out with a large hand and grabbed toward Qian Chen.

The large hand formed by the Innate One-Qi Great Capture seized the arm of the Martial Path Divine Image. Although Qian Chen rarely used this great divine ability, it was because its essence was too high—it was a great divine ability that could only be truly utilized above the Nascent Soul stage.

At his current realm, he lacked both wide-range AOE damage like the Soundless Divine Thunder and the decisive, finishing power of a natal flying sword or the Ice Soul Divine Thunder.

This is a divine ability that injures people purely with magic power; the stronger the magic power, the more peerless its might. Qian Chen's cultivation time was ultimately too short; he would need to reach the third turn of Core Formation for this great divine ability to unleash its original power.

But even so, this great divine ability could not be overcome by a mere second-rate Martial Path Divine Image, especially one like Wang Dun's, which lacked the support of military qi.

The Innate One-Qi Capture Hand grabbed the divine image's arms, and the pill qi surged like a tide, forcibly lifting the divine image by its arms and pulling it up. Wang Dun's face turned blood-red, and he roared repeatedly, but his toes still left the ground bit by bit.

Ashamed and furious to the point of wanting to die, he let out a loud roar and dispersed the Martial Path Divine Image behind him.

First round, Qian Chen wins easily!

Surging pill qi drilled into the back of Qian Chen's head. Wang Dun landed on the ground in a sorry state; ashamed and furious, he retreated behind Wang Rong. Wang Rong was also somewhat shaken, and his gaze toward Qian Chen grew increasingly solemn. He merely nodded slightly and said, "We lost the first round!"

"Big Brother!" Wang Dun's face was blood-red, but he said unwillingly.

Wang Rong raised his hand slightly: "Chuzhong, a bet is a bet!"

"I shall take the next round..." Wang Rong said, "I have heard that Daoist Qian's zither skills are peerless, having broken ten thousand soldiers on the river with sound and severed the flow of the great river. The zither path is an elegant matter, and I happen to be somewhat proficient in it myself."

He drew a long flute from his sleeve, held it before his chest, and said, "In this round of zither and flute, whoever's music is suppressed shall be the loser!"

Qian Chen laughed, picked up the Great Sage Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin Zither, and said, "It was worth bringing the zither!"

"Squire Wang, please!"

The flute sound rose melodiously, like a crane calling in the deep marshes. Not to mention the distant, leisurely, and transcendent artistic conception, like a crane calling to the heavens, the mere fact that this flute sound could spread out and could not be blocked even by the most heavily guarded imperial palace showed its extraordinariness. A man lying on a bed in the palace raised his head slightly and looked out the window, his eyes appearing somewhat melancholy!

The spiritual energy leisurely transformed into white cranes, dancing in the courtyard. Such a wondrous sight caused all killing intent to vanish instantly. One only wished to quietly watch those few white cranes pacing leisurely.

Qian Chen sat with his legs spread, the zither across his knees. At first, he just quietly appreciated Wang Rong's flute playing, and upon hearing a marvelous part, he even tapped the zither to keep time. When the flute sound reached its most melodious section, Qian Chen pressed the strings with his left hand and plucked lightly with his right; a zither note rang out like tearing silk.

Pine winds blew in gusts, the zither sound flowed like water, high and low, sobbing, each forming its own voice.

At first, the zither and flute played in harmony; the flute sound was like a white crane dancing in the deep marshes, and the zither sound was like high mountains and flowing water. Amidst the mountains and water, the white crane danced, and the zither-flute duet was exceptionally harmonious. But as the zither sound unfolded, spring passed and autumn came; amidst the mountains and water, the zither sound became generous yet low and sobbing. In the autumn wind, there was naturally a different kind of mountain and water scenery.

But the white crane flew toward the north, leaving only the crane's call behind...

Now that autumn had just begun, the zither sound actually merged with heaven and earth, making it impossible for people to distinguish for a moment which was the emotion of the zither sound and which was the emotion of heaven and earth.

The white crane had vanished without a trace, and the flute sound also stopped.

Wang Rong felt the zither sound penetrating his lungs and viscera, making it impossible for him to play any further. There was even a feeling of the vastness of heaven and earth, making him want to weep with sorrow. He pressed his fingers on the flute holes a few times, but he could not blow a stable breath from his lungs and viscera.

Wang Rong sighed dejectedly and said in a low voice, "Unity of heaven and man! The zither sound is like thunder, stirring the lungs and viscera... I do not lose unjustly!"

Even these two sentences, he said intermittently.

Qian Chen's zither sound gradually faded. Wang Rong stood up tall and said solemnly, "The results of the two rounds are decided; you have already won, Daoist. Do you still wish to compete in the third round?"

Si Qingcheng stepped forward to take the Great Sage Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin for Qian Chen and quietly tugged at his sleeve, but Qian Chen said, "Since we have already arrived here, why not witness Squire Wang's third round?"

Si Qingcheng pouted slightly and glared at Qian Chen.

Wang Rong laughed out loud: "Good, good!" He said sincerely, "If Yifu could see the Daoist's demeanor today, how could he have been so blind? Even if Longxiang might be able to defeat you, ultimately, it was Yifu who misjudged!"

"With the Daoist's demeanor, if you cannot enter the Twenty-Eight Characters of the Divine Land? What is there to see in such a hollow name?"

Wang Rong unfolded a painting scroll and said, "For the final round, I heard that on the Heng River, you painted the magnificent scenery of Chang'an in a moment. I have a scroll of the Wang family's heirloom, 'Picture of Magnificent Shanhe.' If you can walk through it, it will count as my Wang family's defeat!"

Qian Chen glanced at the half-wall of mountains and rivers in the picture, the splendor of Jiangnan, and laughed, "If you had brought out the 'Picture of Shanhe of the State,' I would have conceded! How can half a country be called magnificent?"

Having said that, he raised his umbrella and walked straight into the painting...