Self-struggle starting from Douluo

As they were talking and laughing, the group of white cranes flew closer. A graceful green figure led by them flashed over and appeared in front of everyone.

It was Mu Qingluan, whom I had met a few times.

Mu Qingluan obviously didn't notice Qing Huan and the other two in the crowd. She squatted down and saluted, saying, "Everyone, I am Mu Qingluan, a disciple of Master Feng of Xingyun Pavilion. I have been ordered to come and greet you."

Before Xiao Yan came to Zhongzhou, Mu Qingluan had apparently already gained considerable fame, and people in the crowd greeted her familiarly.

Mu Qingluan responded one by one, then took over from the disciple and led everyone to the main peak.

In the main hall of the main peak, some elders of Xingyun Pavilion, with their disciples, were welcoming guests at the door, and the guests came one by one to register and enter.

One can also see their excitement and pride from the expressions of those disciples.

Yao Chen's return and promotion to Semi-Saint allowed Xingyun Pavilion, one of the four pavilions, to completely widen the gap with the other three pavilions.

However, the other three pavilions still had to pay a visit and give gifts to celebrate.

"Huangquan Pavilion, Venerable Huangquan congratulates the owner of the Medicine Pavilion and specially gave him a bottle of Earth Spirit Huangquan Liquid!"

"Wanjian Pavilion, the Sword Master congratulated the Medicine Pavilion Master and specially gave him a low-grade Fire Spirit Sword!"

"Wind and Thunder Pavilion, Venerable Lei congratulates the Medicine Pavilion Master and specially presents ten Heavenly Thunder Pills!"

The disciples of Xingyun Pavilion who were calling out their names shouted particularly loudly.

Many people in the crowd were whispering, which made the three pavilion masters look a little embarrassed, especially Lei Zun from Fenglei Pavilion, who had a very sour face.

The grudge between him and Xiao Yan was known to everyone. Who would have thought that the boy would become the young master of Xingyun Pavilion and a disciple of a semi-saint...

But he had to go to the house to congratulate him, and you can imagine how frustrated he felt.

The guests presented their gifts one by one and entered the hall.

When it was Qinghuan and the other two's turn, the disciple was dumbfounded when he saw the gift Qinghuan handed over and looked at them in disbelief.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Why? Don't you like the gift?"

The disciple shuddered and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Li Qinghuan, together with the Snake Tribe's Queen Medusa and the Poison Sect's Little Medical Fairy, congratulates the Medicine Pavilion Master and presents... two copies of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire Remnant Map, a Heaven-level fighting skill, the Great Heavenly Creation Palm..."

As he shouted further, his voice became trembling.

The crowd suddenly fell silent and looked over in disbelief.

The Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, ranked third on the list of strange fires, is said to be only one in the world. It has disappeared for many years, but now its fragments have appeared, and there are two of them?

There are also heavenly-level fighting skills... Fighting skills at this level are used as gifts?

Fool, right?
Mu Qingluan also hurried out of the hall. When she saw Qinghuan and the other two, her delicate face became excited. She walked over quickly and was about to speak...

The next moment, a terrifying aura swept over, accompanied by loud laughter: "Hahaha, Qinghuan boy, this gift you gave is really big!"

An old figure broke through the space and appeared in front of Qinghuan, with joy on his familiar face.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Mr. Yao Chen, long time no see!"

"Hey, why are you being so polite to me?"

Yao Chen grabbed Qing Huan's arm and said, "Come on, let's not stay here anymore. Come with me to the back and have a good chat... And you two, do whatever you want."

As he said that, he tore open the space and pulled Qinghuan in. As for the others, he ignored them.

No one raised any objections, but instead there was a lot of discussion:

"He can tear open space with ease, worthy of being a half-saint..."

"Is this Yao Chen, who is still famous in Zhongzhou? He has an immortal temperament and is truly extraordinary..."

"That Li Qinghuan...could he be the legendary ninth-grade alchemy master from the Northwest Continent?"

"Yao Chen, once the continent's number one alchemist, Li Qinghuan, the legendary ninth-grade master..."

“There is also the Queen of the Snake People and the Little Medical Fairy of the Poison Sect. When the Wind and Thunder Pavilion was chasing after the Young Pavilion Master Xiao Yan, it was these two who forced the Wind and Thunder Pavilion to cancel the pursuit…”

"It seems that their relationship with Xingyun Pavilion is closer than I thought. They are even willing to give such a generous gift!"

"Look at the expression on Lord Lei's face..."

“Shh, don’t say…” “…”

……

There is a pitch-black stone tower in the back mountain. It looks rough and unattractive, but after Qinghuan comprehended the Three Thousand Flames, he could clearly sense in the stone tower that because of this stone tower, the star power of space was constantly gathering.

On the top floor of the stone tower, there is a black stone platform facing the empty clear sky above, which continuously absorbs star power from the sky and gathers it inside the tower.

This is a good place to practice "Yan Yan Gong".

Seeing Qing Huan constantly looking at the stone platform, Yao Chen held his breath and said proudly, "Why? You like it? This meteorite can absorb star power. I'll give it to you!"

Qing Huan gave a thumbs up and joked, "As expected of a half-saint, so generous!"

Yao Chen said unhappily, “How can I compare with you? You can even give away Heaven Grade Fighting Skills, and you also have the remaining map of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. It’s already a blessing for Xiao Yan to have gotten just one, but you actually got two without saying anything…”

"It's just good luck."

Qing Huan said with a smile, walked around the stone platform and said, "You don't have to give it all to me. I'll cut off a piece and study it."

As he spoke, he pointed and cut off a piece the size of a human head from the stone platform.

The Three Thousand Flames of Fire, which grows by absorbing star power, is known as the Immortal Fire. The corresponding "Yan Yan Gong" can use this meteorite fragment to assist in practice.

After all, humans are not strange fire, and the star power they can absorb is limited, so there is no need to take away such a large meteorite.

Yao Chen smiled and said, "It's up to you. Just for your gift, I'm from Xingyun Pavilion. You can take whatever you like."

Qing Huan joked, "What if I want to take away the entire Xingyun Pavilion?"

Yao Chen said without hesitation: "Then from now on, the people of Xingyun Pavilion will just follow you for food."

Qing Huan hissed, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What are you planning?"

Yao Chen laughed dryly and said, "Your alliance... is doing pretty well."

Qing Huan suddenly realized and said speechlessly: "What do you mean by my alliance? Send someone to talk to Ya Fei about this."

Yao Chen nodded and said, "Okay, let Xiao Yan deal with it later."

Qing Huan then remembered and asked curiously: "By the way, where is Xiao Yan?"

"I'm practicing."

Yao Chen sighed and said, "You know that his little lover's identity will be revealed in a month, and it will be the ancient clan's twenty-year coming-of-age ceremony..."

As he spoke, he took out a black jade note and pushed it over, saying, “I have been promoted to a semi-saint, and I am barely qualified to receive an invitation. However, although we have repelled the Soul Palace before, the situation between the Xingyun Pavilion and the Soul Palace is still tense.

I have to stay in Xingyun Pavilion and invite some old guys to join us to fight against Soul Palace, so I can only let Xiao Yan go."

Qing Huan flipped open the jade note and looked at it, smiling, "Does he feel the pressure?"

"Nonsense, the Ancient Clan is one of the best among the eight imperial clans. Only the Soul Clan can be on par with them."

Yao Chen chuckled and said, "Also, when the Ancient Clan sent this invitation, they mentioned that if they meet you, they would invite you to go with them."

"Invite me?" Qinghuan frowned.

Yao Chen said: "Anyway, that's what's going on. If you go, follow Xiao Yan... Only with this invitation can you enter the ancient world."

Qinghuan fumbled with the jade card in his hand, but was thinking in his mind: Should we split up the team and reorganize the team here?
If the three of them went to the Ancient Clan with Xiao Yan, it would indeed be a reorganization of the team, but the previous team was not split up...

So someone still wants to go it alone?

Qing Huan vaguely grasped something in her heart, smiled knowingly, and said: "Okay, I will go with Xiao Yan then."

"That's it, you guys stay at Xingyun Pavilion now."

Yao Chen asked impatiently, "Where is the ninth-grade precious pill you refined? Take it out and let me see it!"

Qinghuan burst out laughing. As expected, Yao Chen was also a research fanatic at heart.

"Quack quack-"

With an unpleasant cry, the crow flew out and landed on Qing Huan's shoulder, looking at Yao Chen with its round black eyes. (End of this chapter)