Talk about bragging, why do you really have the qualifications of a great emperor?

Chapter 236 What?Can this thing beat the Holy Son? (4000 words)
"Master... why are you here?"

Hearing Dugu Qingqian's voice, Li Zuiyue shivered suddenly, hid the soul fighting machine in her hand behind her back, and said with a sneer.

"What are you hiding?" Dugu Qingqian glanced at him and said.

"No...it's nothing!" Li Zuiyue was a little guilty. Master seems to have a lot of opinions on Junior Brother Wang Xiu these days. This soul fighting machine was written by Junior Brother Wang Xiu. If it is found out, I don't know how to get angry!
"Bring it!" Dugu Qingqian stretched out her hand, her tone was flat, not angry.

Li Zuiyue swallowed her saliva, and finally surrendered to the master's lustful power, and passed the things over.

"Ok?"

Dugu Qingqian took over the Soul Fighting Machine, raised her brows lightly, with a slightly dignified expression.

This palm-sized token is engraved with incomparably complicated and mysterious patterns, giving people a very extraordinary feeling.

"What is this?" Dugu Qingqian asked.

"Spirit fighting machine!" Li Zuiyue answered truthfully.

"What thing?" Dugu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, he had never heard of it.

"That's... Junior Brother Wang Xiu newly developed a mechanism puppet that can be used to sharpen Taoism!" Li Zuiyue hurriedly said: "I am not lazy, but use this thing to sharpen swordsmanship. The effect is very good! It is better than practicing every day. The sword is much faster..."

"absurd!"

Hearing Wang Xiu's name, Dugu Qingqian became angry, not to mention what Li Zuiyue said was so outrageous, her cold and lonely face showed sullen anger: "How many times have I told you, my teacher?
In the way of practice, it is best to avoid being too ambitious and wanting to take shortcuts!

Especially my swordsmanship, if I want to step into the extreme realm of swordsmanship, I must be down-to-earth, firm in my sword heart, overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and go through the bone-chilling cold...

Only then can it be achieved!

With the help of external forces, even if you achieve something for a while, how far can you go? "

"Master..." Li Zuiyue was scolded all over her face, she shrank her neck and tried to defend herself.

"You really let me down so much!"

Dugu Qingqian looked at Li Zuiyue, shook her head slowly, her eyes were full of disappointment.

"But Junior Brother Wang Xiu..."

"You still dare to mention him?" Dugu Qingqian hated Iron Buchenggang and said, "If you tell you to keep in touch with him, you just won't listen! He is the future Holy Son, twelve-color Nascent Soul, even if you only practice for an hour a day, think about it You have amazing skills and ingenious skills, and your future achievements will be higher than yours..."

"You play like this with him, have you ever thought about how far you can go in the future?"

Li Zuiyue was very depressed: "Why should I compare with Junior Brother Wang Xiu? We are not rivals! If we can't compare, we can't compare..."

Dugu Qingqian reprimanded: "Nonsense! The avenue is like a river, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Do I need to repeat this truth?

As a sword cultivator, one should have a proud sword bone, an invincible sword heart, and overcome all difficulties!

How can such a self-willed depravity become a master? "

Li Zuiyue whispered: "Then you have fought with Master Luo for a lifetime, but you have never won once..."

As soon as these words came out, Dugu Qingqian's face froze, and black lines appeared on his forehead.

For a moment, Li Zuiyue felt that she was enveloped by a strong killing intent, her scalp was numb, and her hairs were terrified.

"Ahem, master! This soul fighting machine is really useful, I dare not lie to you, why don't you try it?"

Li Zuiyue was startled, and quickly changed the subject.

"Hmph! My heart is devoted to the sword, and I will never touch such a thing of obscene skill!" Dugu Qingqian raised her head, her bones were bony, her slender legs were as straight as a sword, and they shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Uh, I heard that there is a brand in this soul fighting machine, it is the brand left by Junior Brother Wang Xiu himself..." Li Zuiyue rolled her eyes and said like this.

As soon as these words came out, Dugu Qingqian suddenly turned her head: "Really?"

Li Zuiyue nodded.

Dugu Qingqian asked: "Can I fight?"

Li Zuiyue said: "Of course, as long as you are able to fight, Master, you can hang up and fight!"

really.

He believed that as long as Master let go of his prejudices, he could feel the magic of this soul fighting machine.

You can definitely experience the mystery very quickly.

"Don't tell me sooner!"

Dugu Qingqian picked up the soul fighting machine, with fighting intent in his eyes.

Li Zuiyue: "..."

She looked over and over for a long time, then suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Master?" Li Zuiyue thumped in her heart, she won't change her mind again, right?
"How do you use this?" Dugu Qingqian asked after holding back for a long time.

"..."

……

On Longshou Peak.

In the meeting hall.

Zhuo Canglang looked around and saw that most of the senior officials of the immortal sect present were equipped with a soul fighting machine.

"Oh... just a little bit!"

"I've been stuck on level 66 for a long time, and every time I miss it!"

"Heh, spicy chicken, I've reached level 67!"

"..."

It is very lively here, and everyone is having a great time.

You talk to me, like a vegetable market.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhuo Canglang cleared his throat and signaled everyone to stop.

However, people just looked up at him, then looked down and continued.

"Fox, look great!"

"This monster is too ruthless, with rough skin and thick flesh... How did your No. 60 five-level ancient golem pass?"

"The magic elephant has great power and strong defense, but it is not invulnerable. Try to break through its back door!"

"Sure enough!"

"..."

Zhuo Canglang: "..."

Helpless, he coughed loudly again.

It attracted everyone's attention.

"Everyone, stop and talk about your feelings!" He was the first to speak.

Hearing this, everyone reluctantly put down the soul fighting machine.

"How should I put it? This old man has not fought so heartily for at least two hundred years. It seems like he has returned to his youth!" an elder lamented.

"The Holy Son's soul-fighting machine is so wonderful. I don't have to worry about death. I can just devote myself to the battle. To be honest, if I had such a treasure when I was young, I would never stop here!"

Another sighed, resonating with everyone.

"The most important thing is the reward after each customs clearance, which can speed up our perception of Taoism and give us a new understanding of our own magical powers. This is the most precious thing, comparable to the supreme medicine!"

Some people are amazed, their eyes are shining, and they have experienced that kind of extraordinary.

"This is very similar to the murals of gods and demons, but it is more useful than murals of gods and demons! It can be popularized..." the first shadow of the shadow pulse praised.

The murals of gods and demons are ancient relics that only appear in the holy world.

Moreover, the time of this world is uncertain, not every group of Tianjiao who enters has such an opportunity.

Even if there is a chance to encounter the murals of gods and demons, those with slightly poor qualifications and insufficient opportunities will still be unable to comprehend anything from them.

But the soul fighting machine is different, no matter how bad it is, as long as enough time is spent in it, the improvement of strength is obvious.

Moreover, the brand of Daowen in the soul fighting machine is clearly visible, and the comprehension of Daoism will be smoother.

The most important thing is that at present, it seems that fighting soul machines can be manufactured in large quantities, which is an advantage that the murals of gods and demons cannot match.

"If all my disciples of the Immortal Sect use Soul Fighting Machines, if things go on like this, there will be no need to talk about the revival of the Sanqing, and I can surpass the past prosperity and reach new heights!" A good-looking female leader was very excited and full His chest was heaving and his face flushed red.

Everyone was sincerely praising, and they all saw the significance of the soul fighting machine.

It is enough to make Sanqing Xianmen return to its peak.

"The only regret is that the strongest power that can be used in this soul fighting machine is only the Nascent Soul Stage...my cultivation base waiting in it has been suppressed, and I can't use all the means!" A female leader was slightly disappointed. .

"I heard that all the soul fighting machines produced by manipulating the meridians are like this. Only the soul fighting machines made by the Holy Son can meet the needs of monks above the out-of-body level!"

Wang Xiu has produced only a few soul fighting machines of that level.

Failed to spread.

"It's already pretty good... there's no need to expect more!"

"But there is a problem. The Holy Son has set a price for such a treasure, and only sells five hundred spirit stones. I'm afraid it will be difficult to pay back the price?" Suddenly, someone frowned.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, thinking that this was the reason.

No matter how you think about it, the cost of the soul fighting machine will never be only five hundred spirit stones.

"Hahaha... This is where the Son of Heaven is!"

Hearty laughter came from outside the main hall, and the first Gongshu Wumao came striding forward, looked around the crowd and said, "I think everyone has already seen that if the Holy Son really wants to use this to earn spirit stones, even if it is sold as a top-grade spirit weapon, Treasures like this...some people want them!

But Shengzi said that the original intention of developing this soul fighting machine is to let many disciples of the same school sharpen their own way and improve their strength as soon as possible!

If the price is set too high and disciples cannot afford it, what's the point? "

After a pause, Gongshu Wumao said again: "Of course, you can rest assured that after many days of research and discussion between me and the Holy Son, there is already a mature system!

The cost of materials for manufacturing the soul fighting machine has been reduced to a minimum.

If you sell five hundred spirit stones, you won't make any money, but you won't lose any money either. "

In the final analysis, the most precious thing in the soul fighting machine is the crystal core chip in it.

As for the material of the chip, Wang Xiu used the rocks bearing the murals of gods and demons and fused them with other materials.

Supplemented by many passages.

Others are secondary, and many alternatives can be found to minimize costs.

A total of [-] murals of gods and demons were once carved on ancient stone walls hundreds of feet high. In terms of core materials, they are currently sufficient.

When it was exhausted, Wang Xiu reckoned that he should be able to find other materials to replace it.

Hear Gongshu Wumao's explanation.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Zhuo Canglang was the first to say with emotion: "The holy son is righteous!"

Put yourself in their shoes, if they were Wang Xiu, even if they didn't set a sky-high price for the soul fighting machine, they would definitely not sell it at such a low price.

This is a real mountain of gold.

It is enough to move the ancient forces of the fairy gate level.

"Holy Son Gao Yi, I admire you!" Everyone spoke in unison, their words full of sincerity and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

"However, we still have to discuss it with him later on. It's fine to sell it at the price inside the house, but it can't be the case when we get it outside..." Zhuo Canglang was planning in his heart.

Even if it wasn't for the lion to open his mouth, the outsiders couldn't just take it away so cheaply.

"By the way, Senior Brother Gongshu!" A leader suddenly asked, "How many levels are there in this soul fighting machine?"

Hearing this question, many people became interested and pricked up their ears.

Gongshu Wumao said: "This one in everyone's hands has three difficulties: [Easy], [Difficult], and [Hell], each with one hundred levels!

Only by clearing the previous level of difficulty can the follow-up be unlocked. "

"what?"

"No way?"

"A total of three hundred levels? Is each level more difficult than the last?"

Everyone was shocked, their strength is not weak, but they are currently stuck in the progress of about dozens of levels.

I thought it was good at first, and killed dozens of powerful beasts in front of me.

But now I learned that they didn't even pass the simplest difficulty.

"The Holy Son clearly divides the difficulty of each level. Where your level stops roughly means...in the same realm, where is your combat power ranked!"

Gongshu Wumao came slowly, and then suddenly said with deep meaning: "By the way, if you are willing, you can summon the imprint left by the Holy Son himself to compete with the Holy Son after clearing the simple difficulty level!"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Does that mean that we can compete with the Holy Son?"

"The Holy Son is really confident. This is because he firmly believes that he has stood at the apex of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he is not afraid of challenges from the world?"

"Heh, what are you kidding? Twelve-color Nascent Soul, don't you have the qualifications?"

"That's right, my Holy Son of Sanqing, it should be like this! All living beings here, no one above..."

"In this way, the old man is more motivated, work hard to break through, and try to rush to the front of the Son..."

"Pindao also wants to try, what is the difference between the twelve-color Nascent Soul!"

Everyone was excited, and their fighting spirit was surging.

Didn't expect to be able to beat the Holy Son?
This is so exciting!
"How old are all of you together? You actually want to compete with a junior? Don't you want to lose face?" Zhuo Canglang raised his eyebrows, showing displeasure.

Then he waved his sleeves lightly, turned and left.

Everyone was speechless.

There was silence.

Zhuo Canglang returned to his palace in an instant.

Then he hurriedly took out a soul fighting machine and turned it on directly: "Chong Chong Chong, boy Wang Xiu, let me see... how big is the gap between you and me!"

……

On Thunder Peak.

"What did you say? After clearing the easy difficulty, you can fight against Wang Xiu?" Ji Yan was surprised when he heard the news.

"Yes, dad!" Ji Kunpeng nodded, handed over a soul fighting machine and said, "Why don't you try it too?"

"Heh, what are you kidding? What is my status, how could I want to challenge my son-in-law? What do others think of me?"

Ji Yan said with great vigor.

"Don't worry, Dad, as long as you don't tell it yourself, no one will know..." Ji Kunpeng said.

Ji Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is this true?"

Ji Kunpeng nodded: "Of course!"

"Oh, you kid, you want to provoke the relationship between me and my good son-in-law... You go out, I won't be fooled!" Ji Yan glanced at him and insisted.

"Aw!" Ji Kunpeng pouted, ready to leave.

"Wait!" Ji Yan suddenly said: "The soul fighting machine is here to stay! I am suddenly interested in the puppet technique and want to study it!"

Ji Kunpeng: "..."

……

The same scene is constantly happening in all the veins of the Sanqing Immortal Sect.

overnight.

Wang Xiu suddenly became a "public enemy of the Three Qing Dynasty" again!
(End of this chapter)