When Zhang Jiuyang looked over, Master Linghui suddenly opened her sword-like eyes. Her gaze was like two divine swords emitting a solemn aura and blazing like the sun.

The hilts of the swords of the guards in the palace were trembling slightly, and the dancing palace maids even stiffened their bodies.

The sword energy was drawn but not released, as if hanging on everyone's neck, attracting everyone's attention.

She looked to be in her forties or fifties, with a decent appearance but an extremely cold pair of sword-like eyes. She did not say anything, but raised her wine glass to toast Zhang Jiuyang from a distance.

Zhang Jiuyang looked calm and also drank a glass.

"Not only this female swordsman from Shuiyun Sword Temple, but also the monk Kongwen from Yongzhou Qingliang Temple came to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Although he has only recently broken through the sixth realm, he has accumulated a lot of experience and the magical powers he has realized are extraordinary..."

The Moon Goddess' voice continued to sound, revealing the details of everyone at the banquet.

"The old Taoist holding the whisk is the head of Xuanmiao Temple, Taoist Wuchen. He was the best fighter in Liangzhou thirty years ago. It is said that every hair of his whisk came from a great demon of the fourth level or above. He has a brilliant record in battle."

"In addition, there is also the Grand Elder of Bashu Sword Pavilion, the Tongji Divine Monk of Baiyun Temple, the Mountain Moving Taoist of Qingyang Palace, and the Dragon Slayer of the Desert Outside the Great Wall..."

After a pause, the Moon Goddess said meaningfully: "These people seem to be eyeing you covetously."

Perhaps they noticed Zhang Jiuyang's gaze, the guests at the banquet stopped appreciating the singing and dancing, and instead looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

Some are wary, some are curious, and some are filled with a hidden desire to fight.

They were either the leaders of major sects or hermits who had been arrogant and conceited all their lives, but now they were being suppressed by a young man.

No matter how powerful this young master of Longhu Mountain is said to be, we will have to fight to know who will win.

Some of them have even reached the twilight of their lives, with one foot halfway into the earth. What they covet is not the position of national master, but the opportunity to fight with the strong, to battle with them, to burn the last bit of potential in their bodies, and to impact the seventh realm!

Only by breaking through the realm can you survive!

So even though they had no grudge against Zhang Jiuyang, they all looked forward to fighting him.

"One, two, three, four... nine."

Zhang Jiuyang counted silently in his mind, and a ripple appeared in his dark eyes, like the undulating sea in the dark night, and a little moonlight suddenly rose.

There are nine top masters in the world, nine great masters gathered in one place, each with his own magical powers and self-confidence, which is really exciting.

They want to use themselves as a whetstone, but aren't you the same?

"Haha, Master Zhang is really a man of great style. He is surrounded by enemies all over the world and evil, but he can remain calm and unmoved. This really makes me admire him."

The Moon Goddess's voice became more and more numb. She glanced at Zhang Jiuyang with her phoenix eyes, and her majestic temperament changed instantly. The light in her eyes rippled like water, revealing an amazing charm, but it was fleeting, like an illusion.

Zhang Jiuyang ignored her compliment and turned his gaze towards Yue Ling.

She was still closing her eyes and regulating her breathing, not wasting a single minute, but her condition had not yet reached its peak, and was always a little short of perfection.

He turned his gaze towards the Three Treasures.

Sanbao immediately walked to the side of the monk Tongji and whispered something.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the monk Tongji, and then he bowed to the emperor, left the banquet and went out.

After a moment, Zhang Jiuyang also stood up and left.

…

A corner of Taiping Temple.

The monk Tongji suddenly stopped and said, "Sanbao, monks do not tell lies, why did you lie to my uncle?"

San Bao said calmly, "Uncle Master, I didn't lie to you. There is indeed an old friend of yours here. He wants to see you alone, but he is afraid of attracting attention, so he asked me to help him."

"Oh? Where is that person?"

"Behind you."

The monk Tongji was suddenly startled, and his spiritual sense suddenly produced a strong warning, and he felt a dull pain in the back of his head.

He wanted to turn around, but with a loud bang, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes and his steps staggered.

The blow was so powerful and heavy that even though his body was as strong as a diamond, he still felt dizzy after receiving it.

Turning his head with difficulty, he saw a familiar figure giving him an apologetic smile.

The man held a gold brick in his hand, with a faint dent on it.

"Get some sleep, it will be over soon."

As Zhang Jiuyang spoke, he raised the gold brick in his hand again.

This is a gold brick forged by Ali according to the method given by Nezha's visualization diagram. Tens of thousands of kilograms of fine iron were smelted with the Samadhi True Fire, and in the end only this small piece was left.

Don't underestimate this small brick, it is tens of thousands of pounds heavy. Once it falls down, it will be like a mountain collapse and the earth splitting, and even a real person in the sixth realm will be knocked out by you.

Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, has a total of six weapons, namely the Fire-pointed Spear, the Qiankun Ring, the Hun Tian Ling, the Wind-Fire Wheel, the Yin-Yang Sword and the gold brick.

Among them, the gold brick is not very famous, which does not mean that the gold brick is not powerful, but this thing is a magic weapon for sneak attacks, and with Nezha's temperament, he doesn't use it very often.

In fact, this gold brick was refined by Taiyi Zhenren imitating the Fantian Seal. Its killing power is amazing. Even a Buddhist arhat with a golden body will be knocked down if he is not careful.

Under Sanbao's shocked gaze, Zhang Jiuyang stepped forward and hit him with a brick with a guilty look on his face.

"I'm sorry, but the appointment with the King Ming must be postponed for a few days."

A dull bang!

The monk Tongji fell straight down, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Zhang Jiuyang quickly checked his breath and found that he was still breathing, so he felt relieved.

Just like that, he had carefully controlled the strength to ensure that the other person would only fall asleep without getting hurt.

He looked down at the gold brick. The dent on it had automatically recovered and now it became smooth and flat, shining with golden light.

It's a really good treasure, and it's quite easy to use. It's a perfect match with the Eight Hidden Earth Techniques of the Yuding Palace.

Hide invisible, go around the back, and then knock him down with a brick!

If it doesn't work, use two bricks, three bricks, four bricks...

It was a good thing. Zhang Jiuyang waved it around a few times and felt that it was becoming more and more convenient to use. He planned to find a reason to confiscate it from Ali later.

How can a child walk around a busy city with gold?

Now the little girl has more magic weapons than himself, which is a bit of a waste. Even Zhang Jiuyang is envious of her.

I have to say, Nezha is really arrogant!

Other gods only have one or two magic weapons, but Nezha has six. He has three heads and six arms, and each arm holds one, and they are all very powerful magic weapons.

Ali can now be said to be a real "little rich woman".

Just as Zhang Jiuyang was thinking about how to get this gold brick, a voice sounded faintly.

"Brother Zhang, you knocked Master Uncle unconscious, are you trying to postpone the appointment with the King of Light?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and seeing the complexity in Sanbao's eyes, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

All I heard was the little monk with red lips and white teeth sighing softly.

"Uncle Tongji wanted me to discuss this with you before he came. He plans to fully participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony first. As for the appointment with the Ming King, can we wait until after this event is over before competing?"

"I was planning to look for you after the party, but I didn't expect..."

"You're in such a hurry."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”