Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

It was rare that the old Taoist priest lost his composure this time. Or maybe he had never expected that Zhou Li would choose to provoke a fight.

This is a very annoying person who is good at provoking trouble in any forum.

In fact, this was already Zhou Li's very restrained behavior. The version he showed Zhuge Qing at the beginning was simply unbearable to look at, and it could be said that it was a height that even Rice Noodle Mountain could not reach.

There are such things as black data, reverse role, flattery, sarcasm, urgency, filial piety, classics, stretch, joy, the five-word mantra of numbness, silver Bible, dragon warrior, not human, etc., a long list of things that can be cursed has been listed, which can be said to be a shocking level of provocation.

After reading it, Zhuge Qing recorded it on a photo stone overnight and then tore it up. He agreed to Zhou Li's request to provoke a fight, but rejected his request to use this manuscript to provoke a fight.

She was afraid that Longhu Mountain would become Guangmingding the next day.

This phrase "all noobs" is actually quite powerful, because the practice of cultivating immortals has not seen the grass picking before the game for a long time. After all, these days, the various immortal cultivation forces have more or less contact, either through kinship or friendship, and they no longer have the aggressive spirit of the past, so naturally they will not say such words to "hurt the harmony".

But Zhou Li was different.

First of all, he felt that he was not a pure-blooded cultivator, but rather an outsider.

Secondly, behind him is Longhu Mountain.

These two points are enough to support Zhou Li, who is like an ancient immortal cultivator with no progressive ideas and who starts by killing everyone. The reason why Zhou Li is so powerful now is mainly because of his ability to guide the battle.

This sentence directly stirred up waves.

There are more or less requirements for participating in the sect competition, among which age and cultivation are a hurdle. You can't say that there are so many young people in the competition, and you, a hundred-year-old old Deng, come to participate with the strength of the Six Harmonies Realm, and the old Tianshi himself will also come out to participate.

Therefore, those who came to participate in the sect competition were generally young people. Although they were usually taught by their elders to be humble, to understand etiquette, and not to argue with others without reason, they could not bear to be directly mowed down by two weirdos in public.

"You guys are talking nonsense, it's disgusting."

A conjoined sturdy man was the first to lose his temper and pointed at Zhou Li and cursed: "How dare you, a youngster, bark here? The sect competition is a grand event for many sects to participate in. How can you be so presumptuous here?"

This person is very smart. If he directly attacks Zhou Li for not having family education, Longhu Mountain will definitely have objections. So he directly chooses to use righteousness to pressure Zhou Li, and specifically points out Zhou Li's age problem.

Then···
"You bastard, you old fool, your muscles take up two-thirds of your brain, and the rest follows your steroids and the Nine Dragons Coffin to your buttocks which you can no longer pull, and you're joining in the fun. You're so stuck in there that you can't lift it out, damn it!"

Zhou Li's words were earth-shattering, shocking these usually polite and gentle cultivators.

Wow, there are people who curse like this.

The sturdy man suddenly became furious. He pointed at Zhou Li and was speechless. He could only curse "you, you, you".

"Hey, look, he's in a hurry. His little mouth can't speak anymore. His ability to organize words has collapsed. His pitiful brain is cracked. He starts to clench his little fists and mutter to himself with a blushing face. He can only stamp his feet and act pitiful. Yo yo yo~~~"

Tang Wan launched a verbal attack that was fatal.

The man was immediately furious and wanted to raise his fists to give the two men a beating. But his master stopped him and shook his head.

I can’t scold you anymore. I can’t scold you anymore.

But if we take action here, it will be over.

The strong man felt his head congested and his whole body was cold, but he couldn't do anything to the two men. Seeing this, the others were too lazy to offend the two foul-mouthed people, and just waited to enter the Dieshan Mountain to teach these two ungrateful people a lesson.

Zhou Li knew it when he saw the look in those people's eyes.

OK, family members.

Done. "What do you think?"

Sun Defeng, who was mixed in the crowd, watched this farce and looked at Huang Yiri standing aside with a strange expression.

"Ah."

Huang Yitian smiled strangely, "That should be it."

The people around noticed these two strange-looking people, but they didn't understand what they were saying. Perhaps only people from a small border town could understand what these two people meant at this moment.

Shangguan Hong smiled a little. She looked at the two people on the stage and sighed softly.

Boring, doing this again.

After Zhou Li and Tang Wan left the stage carrying their broken drums and broken zithers, the old Taoist priest suppressed his laughter and asked everyone:

"Anyone else want to go on stage?"

There was complete silence.

But what was visible to the naked eye was that the cultivators who were originally somewhat indifferent and alienated from each other had begun to get angry, mainly because Zhou Li's ridicule was too irritating, and no one could take action in such a place.

But it was different in the competition. You know, this time sixty sects gathered together. Even if Longhu Mountain was strong, it couldn't say that it would protect its own people. No one would even have any objection to Longhu Mountain's people participating in the competition. They would think that the old master, as a pursuer, would protect these people.

In fact, in all the sect competitions that Longhu Mountain has participated in, the performance of Longhu Mountain teams is often very extreme. They are either eliminated in the first round, or they pass the first round and let others compete for the second place in the competition.

Therefore, all the monks who had a bit of blood in their veins were now gathering their strength, waiting to give Zhou Li and the others a good beating after they entered.

And Zhou Li and the other two...

It became.

Zhou Li clenched his fists, a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

Yes, this sarcasm is correct.

What the other cultivators didn't know was that Zhou Li and Tang Wan were not doing this to attract hatred and wait for death. On the contrary, it was a reflection of their amazing wisdom, a glimmer of hope they found in despair.

Next, it’s time to choose the right time to enter the market.

The timing of entry is also important. Those who enter first can pass the test of stacking mountains first, but once they fail once, it is easy for them to be caught up by latecomers and lock their position.

You know, the enemies in this competition are not just Old Heavenly Master and Dieshan, but more people. In the first round, where it is easiest to eliminate opponents with the help of other factors, it is a chance for many people to eliminate their confidants and enemies.

Therefore, some people would choose to enter the mountain later, but this would also be a problem, because the old Tianshi and his men would enter the mountain to pursue one hour after everyone else entered the mountain. At this point in time, the last group of people to enter the mountain could easily be caught up by the first group and then eliminated.

Of course, some people may say that isn’t it best to be in the middle?

In fact, the middle position was the worst, because not only was he attacked from both sides, but he was also easily chased by the old Taoist priests. It was the worst position among the worst.

However···

“I choose the middle.”

Zhou Li, who was ridiculed by everyone and taken special care of by the old Taoist priest, said loudly: "The middle!" (End of this chapter)