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  As soon as they saw the attire of the Mahayana Buddhist disciples and heard their words, the faces of all the Hinayana Buddhist disciples immediately showed anger.

  The bearded man in white walked closer, his gaze directed elsewhere: "People should live in the present."

  In that direction, however, was another stage.

  "The Great Sage is right under the bright sky and sunny day, transforming into a rainbow and ascending to shine brightly in the heavens..." A voice behind the stage rose and fell as it spoke.

  In Lin Yuan City, it's not just the Guang Cheng Shan family that has power, the Tai Ri Holy Sect also has a foothold here and has considerable influence.

  Thus, there were also storytellers or performers who spread the legend of Dajiao.

  These people are mostly mixed-rice eaters, with no particular inclination or thought. Whatever story the common people love to watch, they will perform it.

  The most widely spread legend about Dari Rulai is that their ancestors were the gatekeepers of a legendary figure.

  Folk legend has it that he flew up to heaven in broad daylight, and there are more sayings circulating among the Wudang people.

  Some say he has ascended to a higher realm and stepped into heaven.

  There is also a saying that he is still in the mysterious forbidden land of Dari Shengzong for retreat.

  There were also rumors that he had actually closed his door and fallen long ago.

  Anyway, it's been a long time since I've seen him, and there are all sorts of rumors going around.

  Dà Rì Shèng Zōng was under the leadership of this person, after the fall of Zhǎn Dōng Gé, began to rise, and finally reached the position of the first sacred place of the new generation.

  The man in white clothes gazed at the stage over there, his meaning implicit and self-evident.

  The disciples of Guang Cheng Shan all felt a suffocating sensation in their hearts.

  "Xiao Sheng, how did you end up with such a big beard?" Yan Zhao Ge looked at him with some surprise and amusement.

  Xiao Sheng didn't respond, but instead his ears twitched back and forth as if listening to something, while he stared intently at Yan Zhao Ge.

  "The sound of blood pulsing is almost inaudible, yet it flows smoothly... Blood like lead and mercury, have you reached the realm of External Grandmaster? And so quickly completed the second Bone Forging and Marrow Cleansing?"

  "But it doesn't matter anyway." Xiao Sheng neither confirmed nor denied, looking up and down at Yan Zhao Ge: "Yan Zhao Ge, you beat the people of my Daye Sacred Sect in Zhenlongquan, don't think that beating them was for nothing?"

  Yanzhao Song smiled: "You want to help Chuoyuan Long and them get out of trouble?"

  Xiao Sheng took a step forward and came before Yan Zhao Ge: "Or what did you think?"

  At first, many people in Guangsheng Mountain did not recognize each other, but when they heard the name Xiao Sheng, they suddenly realized who was in front of them.

  The great-grandson of Taiyi Saint Ancestor, together with Chongyuan Long, is known as the Four Young Heroes of Taiyi Saint Ancestor. However, he has been practicing for a longer time and his cultivation realm is also higher.

  "After the outer sect's late master..." Xiāo Kōng Qíng slightly furrowed her brow, looking at Yān Zhāo Gē and Xiāo Shēng.

  Like Chong Yuandragon, in the late stage of Neigang, Zongshizhijie rarely encountered an opponent. On the road to Xiao Shengwu, he was also a master of the same realm, and his military achievements were more brilliant than those of Chong Yuandragon.

  Compared with Xiang Yu Long who practiced the unorthodox and cold martial arts of Jian Zou Pian Feng, Xiao Sheng was practicing the orthodox martial arts of Tai Ri Holy Sect in an orderly manner.

  But he still managed to stand out among many young talents of Da Ri Sheng Zong.

  In his early years, he surpassed the masters of the outer family in the middle period, making him famous all over the world.

  Although many of the Guang Cheng Shan disciples had confidence in Yan Zhao Ge, Xiao Sheng's cultivation realm and combat experience were far superior, making it impossible for them not to feel apprehensive.

  Xiao Sheng's voice was rough and powerful, but his tone was slow and deliberate: "How you beat Chong Yuandragon back then, I'll return to you today in the same amount."

  "Besides Xuan Yuan Long, you also hit my other junior brothers. Today, apart from you, the people behind you, I will pick someone to accompany you."

  Similar to Xiao Sheng's suppression of others with his realm, the crowd couldn't help but feel discontent: "I thought that after Guang Chengshan's later period, there wouldn't be any more masters like this?"

  Yanzhao Song was calm and collected: "Martial artists under the age of 40, are generally divided into different age groups with a difference of three to five years."

  "There's a big age gap between us, but I don't care, let's just consider ourselves as people of the same age."

  "Ah Hu, you don't need to intervene."

  Ah Hu's face was unsightly as he stared at Xiao Sheng. After hearing Yan Zhao Ge's order, he nodded and retreated backwards.

  Xiao Sheng stared at Yan Zhao Ge: "Let's not mention this matter for now, but you still have some guts."

  "I won't hold back either, you broke Chu Yuanlong's Taiyang Golden Needle and Zhongtian Divine Palm with your sword. Your moves are quite unique, let's compare our skills then."

  As he spoke, Xiao Sheng stretched out his hands and grasped at something in the distance.

  In the distance, puppeteers separately performed "Dong Gentleman Beheads the Blazing Demon King" and "The Great Sage White Day Ascends to Heaven", only to feel a sudden lightness in their hands.

  Then they found that the wooden puppets representing Mr. Dong and Dajisenshu on their hands had disappeared.

  The audience was also in an uproar, looking around everywhere, but no one knew where the wooden puppet had gone or how it had disappeared.

  Two wooden puppets were now in Xiao Sheng's hands, with the cross-shaped handle grasped tightly in his hand, and the puppets suspended below by strings.

  "I've heard that you wield a bamboo sword with ease and finesse, and I suppose your control over the subtleties of internal energy is also quite impressive. You're qualified to play this game with me."

  Xiao Sheng smiled and said, "This little thing is indeed more fragile than bamboo, if too strong a Ling Qi is infused into it, it will explode first, so you don't have to worry about me bullying you with my cultivation level, this thing has limited the highest limit of our ability to urge on the Ling Qi."

  "Everyone's aura is surging, we all want to win, let's see whose martial arts transformation is more exquisite and who controls their aura more delicately."

  Xiao Sheng threw Mr. Dong's wooden puppet towards Yan Zhao Ge.

  Yanzhao Ge grasped the wooden puppet and suddenly burst out laughing: "If I'm not mistaken, your family's ancestor was driven into the mouth of a volcano by our sect's Shaking Heaven Ancestor for half his life and didn't dare come out."

  "Until the Flame Demon invaded, he got the permission of Tianzun's ancestor to open his mouth, and only then did he crawl out from the volcano?"

  Xiao Sheng looked at Yan Zhao Ge and said coldly, "The people of Guang Cheng Mountain are all just nostalgic for the past, those who like to live in the past will eventually become dust like history."

  As he spoke, his palm shook and a powerful aura burst forth from his body.

  The wooden puppet's strings were broken one by one, but the puppet floated in mid-air without falling to the ground, and a faint metallic luster suddenly appeared on its surface.

  Under the stimulation of the external force, the rough wooden puppet suddenly radiated brilliant colors, as if it had its own life.

  That wooden puppet's limbs moved nimbly, and with a swift slap, it struck Mr. Li Dong, the singer from Yan Zhao, right in the face!

  Under the palm of a delicate and small wooden puppet, a cold wind was born!

  There was even a loud bang in the air, as if it had been blasted!

  The crowd on Mount Guang saw this and thought to themselves: "No wonder he knew how Yan Shixiong defeated Chong Yuandong, yet still dared to challenge him in such a way!"

  Yanzhao Song smiled and turned his palm over, causing the strings controlling the wooden puppet on his own hand to break.

  With a burst of energy, Mr. Dong's wooden puppet's eyes seemed to flash with a hint of light.

  At this moment, Mr. Dong transformed into a majestic and awe-inspiring figure, exuding an aura of grandeur and power.

  A wooden puppeteer's hand waved a long wooden knife in the air, leaving behind a trail that was clearly visible to the naked eye.

  "Behave yourself, Yan Zhao Ge, at least give me some fun." At this moment, Xiao Sheng's eyes were gloomy, like a snake.

  Under his manipulation, the Taiyi Holy Man's wooden puppet flipped its palms and flew towards the wooden puppet of the Yan Zhao singer!