For Hong Siqi, this is not a question of whether the Juggernaut disciple is at the Golden Core stage or not.
He was an immortal, and was slapped in the face by a monk at the Golden Core stage. No matter who the monk was, his reputation would not be good after all.
And there are so many people recording with equipment here!
Hong Siqi saw that some people were actually starting live broadcasts!
This is too much!
Everyone is waiting to see his joke!
"Lord Yuan Zun..." Hong Siqi begged, facing the sky, and his voice even began to cry. It is unbelievable that a dignified immortal, a loan to cultivate immortality, could be so humble.
Let’s not talk about whether Mi Xiu Yuanzun is as strong as Hong Siqi. Even if he is not, Hong Siqi would not dare to make a mistake.
For a big shot of this level, God knows if there is any master hidden behind him...
He thought that he had become an Immortal Lord and had become the first person in the Hua Xiu bloodline to reach the realm of Immortal Lord. Unexpectedly, this Sword Master was even more outrageous than him and was directly canonized!
The key is that in Hua Xiu Kingdom, there are nine others who are as famous as the Sword Master!
The top ten generals are all extraordinary!
And they have all been promoted to the ninth level of the True Immortal a long time ago, and the rumored strongest Exploding Saint: Bai Xing! Ranked first among the ten generals in terms of overall combat effectiveness.
Although there is no news about being promoted to Immortal Lord, who knows whether these people will practice secretly behind your back...
When it comes to information blockade, almost all the leading cultivation countries in the world have their own routines, which always makes people feel that they are hard to guard against.
"No! Master Yuan Zun... If he hits me, it won't be my face, but yours!" Hong Siqi begged.
"Snapped!"
As a result, before Wang Muyu's slap fell, across the distant void, Mi Xiuyuanzun slapped him first.
This slap directly left a bright red five-fingerprint on his cheek. On the one hand, Mi Xiuyuanzun responded to the disrespectful behavior just now with his own actions.
On the other hand, Mi Xiuyuanzun himself was testing whether Hong Siqi was really in a spirit-sealed state, unable to use the power of the realm to counterattack.
As a result, everything was as the sword master said.
Holy realm.
It’s really scary…
The Immortal Realm, since the legend of Immortal Zhenyuan, the earth has been restricted to the highest realm because of the International Convention of True Immortals.
But now, who would have thought that even being promoted to Immortal Lord would become less valuable.
Because in the eyes of the world, the highest realm is the legendary existence.
But where does the realm end
As long as people have desires, they will continue to pursue them.
So the modern world of cultivation is not a game of "Law of the Dark Forest" in the universe
As long as you still have the trump card in your hand, no cultivation country will easily provoke a war, because no one will choose to take the risk behind it and become a sinner in this world.
Therefore, Hong Siqi's slap must be received.
It's not that he couldn't be slapped because he was a naturalized citizen of Mi Xiu.
After all, it is the difference in understanding that causes the deviation.
At least the current attitude of Mi Xiu Yuan Zun is very clear. He wants to use the palm of Sword Saint Disciple to completely cut off the last bit of blood connection between Hong Siqi and Hua Xiu Guo.
Only hatred can push a person to move forward.
Mi Xiuyuanzun was very calculating. He felt that it might be a good thing that Hong Siqi received this slap. On the road of cultivation, not everyone can become an immortal by following the white path.
Since ancient times, there have been those who have gone further and further on the detour.
To put it bluntly, it means blackening.
How do you say something
Whitening is twice as weak, blackening is three points stronger.
This is not entirely unreasonable.
"He's just a golden elixir. If you give him a slap, it won't hurt or itch. So what?"
Perhaps in order to take care of Hong Siqi's last bit of face, Mi Xiu Yuanzun's voice came directly through the void this time, communicating directly with Hong Siqi himself.
These firm words made Hong Siqi completely give up hope of resistance.
But in fact, when everyone was discussing whether to fight or not, and watching the excitement, the most nervous person was actually Wang Muyu.
The little guy looked calm on the outside, but actually he was panicking inside.
Of course he didn't want to fight.
After all, even Wang Muyu himself doesn't know what will happen if this palm is applied.
But now the water polo protects him very well, and there are Zhang Zipiao and Yue Lingwei over there to provide cover, so even if Wang Muyu takes action in this matter, he thinks there is a high probability that he will be able to find someone to blame. .
Why…
Maybe, this is your fate, Xiaohong.
Wang Muyu sighed inwardly.
After all, he has been imitating Wang Ling, so every time before taking action, he would ask himself about his compassion for the common people...
But now he has discovered that, regardless of whether you have mercy or not, there will be times like this when someone begs you to fight.
Even the monks who were joining in the fun started to boo.
They actually couldn't hear the conversation on Mi Xiu Yuanzun's side, but they had the caring translator Zhang Zipiao.
This matter was directly instigated by Zhang Ziqiu.
"Disciple of the Sword Master! I don't know who you are, but this is a good opportunity for you to become famous in one battle! Your master has paved the way for you, why don't you even dare to strike with this palm?"
"Yeah! If you don't give me this slap, it won't be fun!"
…
So are these people born to be abused
Wang Muyu doesn’t understand.
His young mind was greatly shocked at this time, as if he had grown up in an instant.
Since, he wants to be beaten.
Then he won't be polite anymore...
He was under the cover of the water polo, and everyone saw a drop of water slowly separating from the water polo. This was a drop of water that had been carefully carved. People with eyesight could see it if they looked closely. A small drop of water was accurately pinched into the shape of a palm.
"This is the sword master's infinite swordsmanship... the legendary trick of dripping water through stone!"
Some people still recognized this trick.
Wang Muyu is now learning and selling his skills, but in fact he is also verifying his identity as a disciple of the Sword Master in front of everyone.
This way, even if something happens later, at least everyone will not turn their attention to Wang Ling.
Hong Siqi saw this scene from a distance. He imagined that Wang Muyu came closer and slapped him, but he never expected that the slap turned into water droplets and came from a distance.
He was relieved, stood up directly, raised his head and chest, and laughed on the spot: "Junior, this little drop of water of yours may not even be able to penetrate my cassock."
However, the laughter stopped suddenly when the water droplet slowly flew halfway, thinking that the speed of the water droplet suddenly accelerated at this moment!
A golden avenue spreads forward from the water droplet itself. It is extremely divine and dazzling, leading directly to Hong Siqi's chest! Like a beam of sunlight shining down.
At first, no one cared that it was just a drop of water, a palm shot by a golden elixir monk, or a beam of light suddenly bursting out from the air, until the beam of light hit Hong Siqi's chest.
Then the water droplet starts propelling forward at the speed of light...
boom!
When they got closer, Wang Muyu's water droplet just got close to Hong Siqi and exploded in an instant!
Under the astonished eyes of everyone, a small mushroom cloud rose from Yama Island...
(End of chapter)