I’m Not An Immortal

Chapter 117: Against the tide

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Belt

Who would care about your belt at this time!

Obviously, compared to losing money, the fact that your apprentice possesses such insane fighting power is more important!

Can we pay attention to the important issues that the cultivators in the Central Region should be concerned about, and pay attention to your disciple

When many elders from other sects on the mountainside heard what Fudaoshanren said, they were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

The elders of Kunwu were originally sharpening their knives, just waiting for the sun to set today so that they could bring their men to have a good fight with Qu Zhengfeng. However, they never expected that when the sun came out and just set a few degrees, something exploded below.

This time, it really exploded.

It would have been fine if Senior Sister Yashan had seen Chou face off against another rookie of the Tongling Pavilion, but she simply kicked the guy down!

It would be fine if you just kicked him down, but did you have to make such a big noise

Even the Kunwu Fu Peak in the distance was almost affected, and an area of the ground was flattened!

In addition, the unlucky monks on the other several connecting platforms also left the connecting platforms automatically to avoid being affected by the residual force of Jianchou's kick, so the four connecting platforms were put together...

so…

"Hey, Elder Fudao, I wonder what the situation is with this Tiantai?"

On Kunwu's side, Elder Gu Pingsheng, who was in charge of daily affairs, finally coughed and asked the question that everyone was most curious about.

Fu Dao was still crying in his heart at this moment.

He didn't even turn his head when he heard this question, and just said, "These were originally set rules for the official level, but I didn't expect someone to break them first. Under normal circumstances..."

It doesn't mean that you have to enter the Sky-Connecting Terrace to challenge. If the owners of two Sky-Connecting Terraces start fighting over a disagreement, the loser will lose the Sky-Connecting Terrace, and the winner will get the loser's Sky-Connecting Terrace and build a new one.

Moreover, every time a rooftop terrace is added, its height increases by thirty feet.

If it reaches the end of the third round, the remaining people will basically be as tall as Kunwu's sea of clouds square floating in the sky.

As Fudaoshanren said, the breaking of rules is just an accident.

Who could have thought that there would be such a weirdo as Jianchou, who, in the qualifying competition for the opportunity to enter, actually killed three opponents with a single kick, eliminated others, and took up four places by himself!

This hatred is huge.

The four places will be merged into one, which means that the original 120 places may only be left with 117 in the end.

There are three missing spots for no reason...

I really don’t know if this senior sister from Yashan will be stabbed by many people after this session.

After Fu Daoshan's explanation, everyone understood.

Gu Pingsheng had a serious and rigid face. He was a middle-aged man with a slightly gray beard and a furrowed brow. He was the father of Gu Qingmei, the seventh favorite in this competition.

He listened to Fudaoshanren's words, looked down again, and hesitated, "Now that the new rules have appeared, do we need to make adjustments?"

"Adjust what?"

These idiots in Kunwu are just messing around!

Fudaoshanren simply rolled his eyes and didn't give any face at all.

"Anyway, this is the rule for the next level. They need to reduce their number to less than 60 now, so that I don't have to make a small meeting to officially complete the first level. You can play it if you want, but we won't explain it anyway."

If I don't explain, won't that just leave the monks below to guess for themselves

As for what result to guess, it all depends on the individual.

When Gu Pingsheng heard this, he immediately frowned. He felt that if no new rules were made, there would be trouble in the admission selection stage of this small meeting.

He subconsciously wanted to give some suggestions to Fudaoshanren.

Unexpectedly, Fudao Mountain Man waved his hand, as if he knew he was about to speak, and said impatiently: "Who is in charge, you or me?!"

"… "

Well, I just have to shut up.

Gu Pingsheng was so suffocated that he finally didn't say a word.

From above, a streak of eerie white light came over and landed directly behind the Fudaoshan man.

Wu Duan landed and bowed directly to Fu Dao Shan Ren: "Shan Ren, Master invites you."

"… "

True Man Hengxu invites you

Fudao Shanren twisted his neck with a "click" sound, looked at Wu Duan with a murderous look, and said word by word: "Shanren, I still have to watch the competition below, so I won't go..."

"Master said he has something important to discuss with you."

A big thing happened below, and even Wu Duan knew about it. How could Zhenren Hengxu not know about it

At times like this, I'm afraid I'll have to find Fudaoshan to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Wu Duan sighed in his heart.

Fudaoshanren was really about to cry, and had the urge to kneel on the ground and call him Uncle Hengxu.

Trembling, he touched his waist.

Here is the small lock for the vault that I just won from Master Pang Dian and his apprentice at Longmen. I haven’t even started to feel the warmth of this good thing in my arms yet!

It's really a strange thing...

With an almost tragic attitude, Fudao Mountain Man finally looked towards the top of the mountain and said, "At most, I can just bargain... Mountain Man, what am I afraid of? Let's go!"

call out.

A streak of light flashed past quickly.

The Fudaoshan man disappeared in an instant.

Qu Zhengfeng stood there and said nothing.

Wu Duan stood still, but touched his chin and asked, "What does bargaining mean?"

A large piece of Kunwu's land was damaged by Senior Sister Yashan, so she should be compensated.

It’s just that Master Hengxu doesn’t seem like he wants to argue with Master Fudao about these trivial matters.

I'm afraid...

Seal of the Heaven.

Qu Zhengfeng smiled calmly and did not answer Wu Duan's question. He said, "It means literally."

He looked far away and downward.

Compared with other sky-reaching terraces, the one that Jianchou owned was ninety zhang higher and more than twenty zhang wider, towering above everyone's heads and standing out from the crowd.

At this moment, Jianchou was standing on the terrace.

She seemed a little surprised that Jie Tiantai suddenly came over on its own.

How can I not be surprised

In fact, Jianchou had not expected that he could kick three people away with one kick.

The Heaven-Flipping Seal has always been one of Jianchou's strongest attacks, but Jianchou's control over this attack is not very high.

The Dao Seal is too powerful, and accordingly, it becomes difficult for cultivators to control it.

Now she is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and it is with the convenience of the Tianxu body that she can successfully use this move of the Heaven-Flipping Seal. I am afraid that it is not the true power of the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

After using it several times before, Jianchou almost sealed this Taoist seal and continued to hone his other skills.

She didn't expect that she had already reached the peak of foundation building and could enter the next level of cultivation at any time. When she used the Heaven-Flipping Seal again, the power obviously reached a higher level.

I wonder, after she truly reaches the Golden Core stage, how many cultivators of the same level can she kill with one Heaven-Flipping Seal

Jianchou blinked, slowly walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down.

At this moment, countless eyes from below gathered and fell on her.

There were countless people and countless eyes below.

The disciples of the Spiritual Pavilion parted the crowd, crowded around the unconscious He Jiuyi, and anxiously formed a circle around him.

The cultivators of Xuan Yang Sect also rushed over and helped the unfortunate Fang Da Chui up. After struggling for a long time, Fang Da Chui finally opened his eyes.

An old man with a white beard burst into tears of joy: "Da Hammer is not dead, Da Hammer is not dead!"

Not far away, two monks who had just escaped the disaster lost their own Tiantai. They were looking at the two unlucky people foolishly, with a lingering fear on their faces, as if thinking "it is a blessing in disguise to be able to save one's life".

Countless people were still discussing her previous attack.

"How can he be so strong?"

"What is the Dao Seal?"

"How come I have never heard of this kind of Dao Seal

"It's worthy of being called Yashan..."

"Hahaha, it seems that the legend of the new generation of Yashan's leg-pulling school is true!"

"In addition to drawing the sword, he also drew his legs. You are worthy of Yashan!"

"Is this possible?"

Too many people, too many voices, too many sights.

Jianchou glanced over and saw the melon-eating boy Xiao Jin, Nie Xiaowan who was looking at him with a red face and suppressed excitement, the silent Zhang Sui, the smiling Zhou Kuang, and a wretched figure holding a stick in the crowd, who was Qian Que.

Of course, she also saw the people from the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, and Xiahou She standing in the center of the crowd.

Even at such a distance, she seemed to be able to feel the depression and gloom brought by the blood line on his forehead.

as well as…

Lu Xiang was cold.

On the bank of a mountain stream, several female cultivators from Baiyue Valley gathered together, led by Lu Xiangleng. Not many people were around them, but there were some elegantly dressed cultivators wandering around, seemingly trying to take the opportunity to attract the attention of the beauties.

However, Lu Xiangleng's gaze was on Jianchou from beginning to end.

The moment Jianchou looked over, their eyes met.

"… "

For a moment, I was slightly surprised.

With just one glance, Lu Xiangleng knew that, just as she still remembered Jianchou, this senior sister from Yashan should also remember her.

How many capable people are there in the world

The person who I met by chance in the past may seem ordinary, but who knows, he may have become famous all over the world.

The world is wonderful and interconnected.

A faint smile appeared on Lu Xiangleng's pale face, which seemed to be polite, but also seemed to be a natural expression.

Not far from her, Feng Li, a disciple of Baiyue Valley, closed the glowing "One Person's Notebook" with a "snap" and was very angry.

"This Zhilinsou has demoted Senior Sister Lu's ranking again! What does he mean?"

When she first arrived, Baiyue Valley's medicine girl Lu Xiangleng was ranked fifth and was the most popular among the popular ones.

But after Lu Xiangleng showed up, her ranking began to plummet wildly.

Until last time, it fell out of the top ten.

But just now, the notebook was revised again, and this time it was even more exaggerated. Lu Xiangleng's name could not be found in the first hundred miles!

"What happened to Lu Xiangleng?"

"Hey, isn't this another Jiang Wenchao?"

"Ah, who knows..."

Some people standing nearby have already started talking.

After hearing this, Feng Li was so angry that his eyes turned red. He was anxious and distressed. He immediately looked over there and took a step forward to chase the people away.

A slender white hand suddenly came over and pressed down on Feng Li's shoulder.

Lu Xiang's voice with a smile rang out: "Why do you bother with them?"

They are just a bunch of indifferent spectators.

The words of others have no influence on her actions, standing, life or death.

Feng Li was about to cry and bit her lips.

"I just can't stand them saying these things, it's just annoying! Senior Sister Lu..."

She raised her head and looked at Lu Xiangleng with a bit of grievance.

Lu Xiangleng slowly withdrew her palm.

A black gas condensed into a black line, like a sharp scorpion's tail, piercing her fingertip, just a little bit away from piercing through her entire long and slender finger.

The wide sleeves were quickly pulled up to cover everything.

The reason why she was ranked down was that Zhilinsou had seen through her current situation.

weak.

Even standing here was tiring for her.

It’s just that she didn’t tell Feng Li about the recent situation.

Feng Li buried his head, his voice choked with suppressed sobs.

"When Senior Sister was in glory, everyone came up to her to curry favor with her. But now, wherever we go, people look at us strangely, as if we have become some kind of trouble. They want to stick their eyes close to us to see what has happened to us..."

"… "

Isn't this the norm

Lu Xiangleng's eyes swept around, and many people quickly withdrew their gazes.

For a moment, she actually found it somewhat funny.

I suddenly remembered the various doubts that Jianchou had faced a few days ago, but...

Who else cares

She slowly drew up a quiet smile, her thick eyelashes trembled, and there was an indescribable look in her dark eyes.

"That's why I am Lu Xiangleng, and they are not."

"… Senior Sister Lu…"

Feng Li was stunned for a moment.

She looked up, somewhat confused by the words, yet seemed to understand something.

But that feeling is too mysterious and hard to describe.

I just feel that my senior sister at this moment is different from usual.

Lu Xiangleng took one last look at Jianchou on the high platform without explaining. She only thought in her heart: It is precisely because of this that Jianchou is Jianchou, and they are not.

She turned around, slowly walked out of the bustling crowd, and headed towards the deserted outskirts.

A slender figure, going against the crowd, gradually went away and disappeared.

Jianchou, who was standing high up, gazing at her figure, felt a sense of being out of this world. She followed Jiangli and Pizhi, sewed autumn orchids as pendants, drank the dew from the magnolia in the morning, and ate the fallen petals of the autumn chrysanthemum in the evening. She was always outstanding in the world.

Zhilinsou ranked her as the 100th, so—

Has her poison not been cured yet