Chapter 59: Chen Qing took action and Yun Zhongzi was defeated.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the disciples of the Chan Sect with a hint of worry in his eyes.

The two sides have now played four games, with each winning two and the score tied at 2-2, but he does not have enough confidence in this last game.

Next, this fight is extremely important.

As long as they win the next duel, their Chan sect will win the Three Religions Conference.

Yuanshi Tianzun thought for a while, looked at his disciples, and his eyes finally fell on Yun Zhongzi.

Yuanshi Tianzun knew Yun Zhongzi very well. Although Yun Zhongzi usually kept a low profile in the Chan sect, his strength was not weaker than Guangchengzi, and he was even more talented in refining weapons.

Yun Zhongzi has already mastered the art of refining weapons. If he is sent into the arena, he should have a good chance of winning the final battle.

After all, among the remaining disciples of the Chan sect, no one is more outstanding than Yun Zhongzi.

"Yun Zhongzi, you will lead this battle."

After listening to Yuanshi Tianzun's words, Yun Zhongzi immediately stepped out and bowed respectfully to Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Teacher, no matter what, I will do my best."

Yun Zhongzi was well aware of the importance of this final battle, so he immediately made a promise to Yuanshi Tianzun that he would go all out in this final battle, regardless of winning or losing.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Tongtian looked back and forth at all the disciples of Jiejiao, and finally his gaze fixed on Chen Qing.

"Chen Qing, although you are my third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, the three religions are discussing the Dao this time, and there is no distinction between generations of disciples. You will be the one to fight in this battle, so that your first and second uncles can see how I, the third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, am."

Chen Qing was very surprised when he heard this. He was originally prepared to run as a runner-up and had not even prepared to go on stage. He never thought that Master Tongtian would actually call on him to go on stage.

At this moment, not only Chen Qing was surprised, but all the second-generation disciples of Jiejiao were also very surprised. They looked at Chen Qing with confusion in their eyes.

Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Chen Qing with calm eyes and normal expression.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qing immediately stepped out and bowed respectfully to Master Tongtian.

"Even if the master calls my name, I should be polite when I don't respond."

Chen Qing and Yun Zhongzi came to the square, and each side bowed to each other as a greeting.

"Uncle Master Yun Zhongzi, please give me some advice."

Yun Zhongzi listened to what Chen Qing said and laughed.

"Nephew Chen Qing, this is not a teaching, we are just discussing the truth with each other."

"Although I am your uncle, in front of the great Dao, there is no distinction between first and last. The one who has achieved the highest level is the master."

Chen Qing listened to this, smiled and nodded.

Yun Zhongzi waved his hand, and a large bell appeared in front of him. Judging from its appearance, it was the Donghuang Bell.

"Nephew, I am not talented, but I have some talent in the art of refining weapons, and I am quite good at it."

"This is made by Master-Uncle in imitation of the Demon King's treasure, the Donghuang Bell. Although it is a replica, it has 10% of the power of the Donghuang Bell. It is quite powerful. The only pity is that this treasure is a disposable consumable and can only be used once."

After hearing this, Chen Qing knew the power of this imitation and did not dare to be careless.

"Uncle Master, I once obtained a supreme treasure of the Way of Thunder, and later was rewarded with another supreme treasure of the Way of Thunder by my Grand Master. I have gained some insights into the Way of Thunder, and have created several magical powers. I would like to ask Uncle Master to give me some advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qing pointed his right hand toward the sky.

As the star power in Chen Qing's body surged, endless dark clouds appeared in the sky. In just a blink of an eye, the dark clouds covered the sky, as black as ink.

Within the dark clouds, lightning snakes were swirling, thunder was roaring, and the rumbling sound was not noticeable in the ears.

Yun Zhongzi looked at this scene with a cautious look in his eyes.

"My nephew has great magical powers. He has comprehended the way of thunder and lightning to the point where thunder becomes spirit. That's pretty good."

Chen Qing smiled when he heard what Yun Zhongzi said.

"Uncle Master, be careful. My nephew is about to attack."

After Chen Qing finished speaking, he pointed his right hand forward at Yun Zhongzi and spoke softly.

"Thunderbolt, fall down."

Yun Zhongzi looked at the surging thunder, took out a diagram and suspended it above his head. This diagram was none other than the Tai Chi diagram.

The replica of the Tai Chi diagram turned into a golden bridge above his head, blocking the thunder from falling.

Yun Zhongzi felt the power of the falling thunder and felt uneasy. He then took out another tower, which was made in imitation of the acquired treasure Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda. Then he took out hundreds of magic weapons, all of which were made in imitation of the innate spiritual treasure.

Countless bolts of lightning fell, continuously landing on the golden bridge formed by the replica of the Tai Chi diagram.

Although the imitation Tai Chi diagram has only one tenth of the power of the innate treasure Tai Chi diagram, its power cannot be ignored.

Upon seeing this, Chen Qing immediately increased the supply of galactic power, thereby increasing the power of thunder. It took countless thunders to destroy the treasure.

Afterwards, endless thunder fell on the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

The Xuanhuang exquisite pagoda was spinning rapidly, and as it was spinning, rays of Xuanhuang light fell down, protecting Yun Zhongzi.

When Yun Zhongzi saw the endless thunder, he began to get anxious and immediately shook the imitation Donghuang Bell in his hand.

Sound waves emanated from the Donghuang Bell and headed towards the thunder.

Although the sound waves are powerful, the number of thunders is immeasurable.

After the Donghuang Bell struck, it began to shatter.

As endless thunder surged, it continued to attack the exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda.

The pagoda was crumbling, and the dark yellow light was becoming dimmer and dimmer.

Yun Zhongzi sacrificed the magic treasure in his hand, and at once, dozens of magic treasures flew towards Lei Ting.

The endless thunder was stopped, finally allowing him to catch his breath.

But the price of this respite was quite high. Dozens of imitation spiritual treasures and the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower were all destroyed, leaving materials all over the ground.

Yun Zhongzi looked at Chen Qing with a serious look in his eyes, and his expression was no longer as calm as before.

"Master, you have a good method. Let's see how good this magical power of your nephew is."

"Thunder Prison, kill them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge prison appeared. This prison was made of the power of thunder and contained endless thunder power.

A huge suction force was emitted, trying to suck in the spiritual treasure refined by Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi felt a little uneasy when he saw this, and immediately tried his best to stabilize the spiritual treasure he had summoned.

However, the suction of the Thunder Prison was very strong, and several spiritual treasures were sucked into it. Endless thunder descended, destroying the endless spiritual treasures in the blink of an eye, without even a trace of debris left.

The three saints above, seeing this scene, all nodded in unison.

"This boy has a deep understanding of the Way of Thunder. It won't be a problem for him to become a Quasi-Sage in the future. He can even become a Primordial Golden Immortal."

Yuanshi listened to Laozi's words and looked at Tongtian with some jealousy.

"Third brother is so lucky to have three generations of disciples like this."

Tongtian was extremely happy when he heard this.

Saints, what do you usually fight for? It's just face.

A saint, whose primordial spirit is entrusted to the Way of Heaven, is immortal and indestructible, and will never be harmed.

In daily life, when people fight with each other, the main issue is not only luck but also face.

This time, Chen Qing gave him a huge humiliation.

"Chen Qing, Yun Zhongzi lost this time in the discussion, so please put away your magical powers."

After hearing this, Chen Qing pointed his right hand toward the sky and retracted his magical powers.

"Uncle Master, I'm grateful for your kindness."

Yun Zhongzi listened to Chen Qing's words and shook his head.

"My nephew has profound Taoism and powerful magical powers. I can't compare to him."

After Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, he waved his hand and collected all the fragments of the magic weapon. Then, he walked towards the Chanjiao team with a very calm expression.

Chen Qing walked forward and took out a gourd of Nine-Transformation Golden Pills, a tower-shaped acquired treasure, and a plate.

He bowed to the Three Pure Ones and then walked back to the Jiejiao team.

(End of this chapter)