Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 212

"Senior Xuanyuan, don't do it!" The old man surnamed Jiang's face changed drastically, and at the same time, he secretly sent Qi Wenyuan and his wife to run away quickly.

"Why not? Violations of city rules and regulations should be punished. Could there be exceptions?"

"Senior, please take it lightly for Old Ancestor Cheng's face!"

"Oh, is this guy the disciple of Mr. Cheng?"

While the two were talking, Qi Wenyuan and the beautiful woman suddenly drove the escape light and fled to the distance. Unfortunately, the two Nascent Soul Armored Warriors and the eight Jindan were already on guard against this move and stopped them all at once.

Qin Chuan did not forget to yell, "Absconding in fear of crime, the crime will be aggravated!"

The old man surnamed Jiang's complexion became more and more ugly, knowing that today's matter may be difficult to be kind, "Senior, although Junior Brother Qi is not a direct descendant of the ancestor, you should be clear about his character!"

The bad gambler smiled, "You mean he likes to protect the calf the most, so this is a disease that needs to be cured!"

"Senior, please be careful!"

"Be careful of your size, you'd better roll as far as you can, otherwise I'll beat you up too, what can Cheng do to me?" The bad gambler said he would turn his back when he said that he would turn his back. Many people present did not expect it, Only the two Nascent Soul Armored Warriors knew that this Elder Xuanyuan, who was born as a casual cultivator, was actually at odds with that Elder Cheng. The two had fought several times in private. Add fuel to the fire.

"Damn gambler, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" The old man surnamed Jiang was also annoyed. How can he say that he is also a half-step god, and was scolded in front of everyone. How could he swallow this breath and turn into a god? Although Shenqi is strong, he is bound by the laws of the one realm and cannot display his full strength. He believes that he is fully capable of fighting, at least he can delay it until Old Ancestor Cheng arrives.

"Hehe, you have the guts. I haven't bullied anyone for many years, so I'm going to have a good time today!" After speaking, with a grab, a spiritual energy ball instantly condensed into a spiritual energy bullet and shot at the old man surnamed Jiang.

People around retreated one after another, for fear of splashing their own blood, and at the same time wanted to see how the top monks in the world fought.

The old man surnamed Jiang didn't dare to be negligent, and shot out a blue light with his fingers, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a five-inch long silver thin blade, which turned into a silver rainbow and flew away.

With a sound of "bang", the blue light collided with the spiritual energy bomb, and the air was stirred, but the blue light was a small ring.

The rotten gambler saw that the thin blade was slashing, but he didn't take out any magic weapon to resist it. When he waved his hand, an invisible barrier formed in front of him. The thin blade disappeared strangely.

"Ah...the world is in the sleeve!" The old man surnamed Jiang was in a hurry. His talisman was confiscated, which meant half his life was caught.

"Even if you have some eyesight, it's not easy for you to cultivate, so I'll cripple your arm today!" Before he finished speaking, he pointed to a knife and made a cutting gesture, and the void fluctuated, forming a transparent light visible to the naked eye blade.

The old man surnamed Jiang didn't know well, he moved slightly and planned to teleport away, but the bad gambler flicked his fingers, the space fluctuated for a while, the old man surnamed Jiang staggered, the teleportation failed unexpectedly, and the transparent light blade had already fallen , but was blocked by a layer of precious light.

"Hey, your dress is not bad, but if I want your arm, I must have it!" The voice was not loud at all, but everyone who heard it thought it was domineering!
The old man surnamed Jiang blocked the next blow by relying on the best treasure clothes, but he didn't want to make another blow, so he flew backwards and took out a small diamond-shaped shield at the same time.

"Tch, what's the use of this?" The bad gambler made a formula very casually, and a huge transparent mask trapped the old man surnamed Jiang.

The old man surnamed Jiang flicked his fingers again, and the ring broke the spell of "drawing the ground as a prison", but in this very short moment, his hand was suddenly entangled by a chain of spiritual energy.

"Haha, I'll chop, I'll chop again, I'll chop..." The transparent light blade chopped more than a dozen times, and finally with a click, a bloody arm was chopped off.

The old man surnamed Jiang endured the pain, reached out his left hand to catch the fallen right arm, put it in the storage bracelet, and quickly took the healing elixir.

"Why, don't get out, don't you want that arm?"

The old man surnamed Jiang sighed. He really didn't expect that the gap between the two sides would be so big. The other party didn't even use magic weapons from the beginning to the end, and easily restrained him. Could it be that the gap between Nascent Soul and Huashen is really so big?

"Junior Brother Qi, take care of yourself!" After speaking, he flew away.

"Senior Brother Jiang!" Qi Wenyuan was in a hurry, and lost his last support. In front of this ferocious old monster, his husband and wife had no chance of escaping.

"Hehe, boy, it's useless for you to shout. If you can bully a little cultivator at the foundation establishment stage, you should expect to be bullied one day!"

"Senior, don't you yourself bully the little with the big!"

"That's right, so I'm going to give you a chance, as long as you win the bet, I'll let you go!"

"This statement is true!"

"Are you suspicious of my old man's gambling?"

"Senior said how to gamble!"

The rotten gambler pretended to think for a while, "Just bet on your life or your wife's life first!"

"You... old guy, I'll fight with you!" After speaking, he opened his mouth and sprayed out a small sword without a handle, but he accepted the lesson of the old man surnamed Jiang, and he came up with great sword skills.

"Tsk tsk, I've given you a chance. If you don't want to, then you can't blame me!" Waving another barrier, the giant sword broke through the barrier, and immediately split light and flashed shadows. Dozens of sword lights shot together, but all the sword lights In the empty space where they were all playing, the bad gambler suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Realizing that something was wrong, Qi Wenyuan hurried forward, narrowly dodging the transparent light blade that appeared out of thin air.

"Husband, be careful!" the beautiful woman yelled, the fire scissors and the little red sword struck at the top of Qi Wenyuan's head at the same time, but it was already too late, and a spiritual energy bomb shot down with the sound of piercing the air.

The power of this casually condensed aura bomb is not great, but it is also very fatal when hit on an unprotected head. In an instant, Qi Wenyuan protected his head with both hands, and with a "boom", his hands were blasted with flesh and blood. Fuzzy, the joints are exposed, but the head is finally fine.

Of course, the fire scissors and the little sword could not hit the bad gambler, but they were pulled by magic power and hit Qi Wenyuan who fell towards the lake. world?But if he wanted to take back the magic weapon, he couldn't get rid of that extremely powerful pulling force for a while.

At the critical juncture, a loud voice came, "Old gambler, look at your potential, what's the point of bullying two juniors?" Before he finished speaking, a tall, red-faced old man appeared on the lake, waved his hand, The fire scissors and flying sword flew back to the hand of the beautiful woman.

"Hmph, you have to ask them, what kind of ability do two Nascent Souls bully a little Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

"Oh?" The red-faced monk was taken aback, "Wen Yuan, tell me what's going on?"

"Old Ancestor, the little thief surnamed Qin killed my son Zhensheng?"

"Well, killing people pays their lives, it's only right and proper!"

"Old Monster Cheng, I found that you people from the Five Elements Sect are really shameless. Why don't you ask where you killed him? Why did you kill him for no reason?"

"Murder pays for life, do you need to ask the location and reason?"

"Old guy, since you don't plan to be reasonable, let's all have a show!"

"Okay, I remember that the last time we fought was more than 100 years ago, let's compete again today!"

The two opened their arms and were about to use their hands. Suddenly, a loud laugh came, "You two old guys are not too embarrassed. If your hands are itchy, you can just find a place where no one is around. You must be in front of the public!"

Before the words fell, the person had already fallen between the two. This was a middle-aged man with elegant appearance and three long beards.

"Old Lin, you came just in time. Old Ghost Cheng wants to plot against us, so let's take this opportunity to kill him together!"

"Hey, old gambler, you can't talk nonsense. When did I plot against you?" Old monster Cheng was taken aback. Although he may not lose against a bad gambler, it is very difficult to win. If you add another The existence of the same level is really dangerous.

"Why am I talking nonsense, you asked two Nascent Souls to kill the person chosen by me and Lao Lin, isn't this a conspiracy?"

Ruya cultivator's face immediately sank, "Cheng Daoyou, you really have good intentions!"

"Misunderstanding, it is definitely a misunderstanding, old gambler, you can't talk nonsense, Wen Yuan and the others are just avenging his son!"

The old gambler smiled, "Old Lin, did you hear that, what a good excuse he is, what did he say when he decided to hold the elite competition, life and death are his fate, and he is not allowed to make trouble afterwards, but now it is good, he dared to do it in Tianyuan City Killing people in broad daylight, just two Nascent Souls, no one to back them up, I don't believe it!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I didn't come here because I received a sound transmission from a disciple under my sect. I don't know the specific reason. By the way, old gambler, did you just say that the kid was chosen by you?"

"That's right, you're too dark. To gain an advantage, you're so dirty. Believe it or not, I can kill that dragon doll with ease?"

Old Monster Cheng smiled wryly. Now he finally figured out why the old gambler got mad and insisted on attacking the two juniors regardless of their identities. It turned out that it was involved in that big event.

"You two, I really don't know about this. Fellow Daoist Lin, you and I have known each other since we were young. Don't you know who I am, Cheng Siwei?"

The elegant middle-aged monk nodded, "Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, I don't think Fellow Daoist Cheng will be so lowly. After all, we both belong to the Alliance of Immortal Cultivators in the Vast Ocean, and cooperation will be greater than competition in the future!"

"Your Lin Daoyou is right, old gambler, I really don't know that kid is your candidate, but then again, Lin Daoyou, a disciple of the Haoran Sect, Zhong Xin, why don't you choose someone of your own who you can trust? "

The monk surnamed Lin smiled bitterly and said: "There was originally a candidate, but he was eliminated in the first round of the elite competition. It happened that Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan discovered that the kid surnamed Qin is a talent. After observation, I also think it is more suitable, so I listed him as the main candidate. One of the Houyuan people, did Fellow Cheng Daoyou not notice him?"

"I've already chosen someone, so I'm naturally not interested in these children's competitions!"

"Well, now you also know our attitude, whether to prepare for a fight, or let your two juniors give up the idea of ​​revenge, you choose Cheng Daoyou, we will continue!"

"Since Daoyou Lin said so, do I have any choice? Wenyuan and Xueyan, you two swear, otherwise I can save your life today, and maybe the old gambler will come to you tomorrow. As for It will not be too late to take revenge on your children after ten years!"

Of course, the two were not reconciled, but the situation was stronger than others, and even the ancestors were subdued. They dared not refuse to listen, so they swore a blood oath that they would not trouble Qin Chuan within ten years!
Qin Chuan did not expect that not only Xuanyuan Bingfeng stood behind him, but also a great god. Although these two backers mainly wanted to use him, they were a great help to him anyway. At least no one present today should Dare to take the initiative to make trouble, so he rushed to see the ceremony.

The monk surnamed Lin nodded lukewarmly to him, but was very interested in the little girl next to him, "Your name is Zhao Qian, whose disciple is it?"

Although Zhao Qian was still a little confused about what happened just now, she probably guessed the identity of this person, "I tell the Supreme Elder that my teacher is Ji Wanru from the Beiqi branch of Haoran Sect!"

"Oh, it turns out that you are Ji girl's disciple. You performed well in the elite competition, but your attack power is a little lacking. It's the first time we meet, and this patriarch doesn't have anything good for you. You can take this mountain and river fan." , You must practice hard in the future!
"Thank you ancestor!"

Zhao Qian saluted obediently, and took over a fan with compelling spirituality.

Many people were drooling secretly, especially Yu Wenjie and other Haoran sect disciples were sour.

This is the end of the excitement, and the fight did not start. Everyone was a little disappointed, but that's the only way to go!

Before leaving, the old gambler gave Qin Chuan a few more instructions. Of course, it was mainly for other people to see, and the meaning was obvious: this kid is under the cover of Lao Tzu. If you want to trouble him, weigh it first!
Going back to the Qianjin Yixiao Building, Hong Jingtao called Qin Chuan over alone, but this time he didn't put on the airs of his ancestors, mainly to test the relationship between him and the old gambler. The nonsense words came out, "Let me tell the ancestors, when I was young, senior Xuanyuan passed by our house and found that I had spiritual roots, so he helped me open the spiritual roots. I have never met each other since then, until a few days ago in Tianyuan City. I met him, I didn't expect that the old man is actually a master of the transformation stage!"

"So it's like this, Qin Chuan, you are a person with a destiny, you should cherish it!"

"Yes, old man!"

"Well, go and rest!"

Staring at Qin Chuan's leaving back, after a while, a sigh came from the quiet room...

Two days later, the second round of qualifying began. The rules were roughly the same as the previous round. The 30 people were divided into three groups, and three people from each group entered the top ten. The remaining one was filled by the 21 people with the highest points. Those who have the same points can decide the ranking through free challenge.

Qin Chuan still entered the second group, but this time his character has exploded. Among the three groups, this group has the weakest competition. The most powerful competitor is Ba Xianzong, who ranks No.12 on the hero list Cultivator Liu Nanfeng, followed by Song Yushu, and then the little girl Zhao Qian. That's right, Zhao Qian was in a group with him.

(End of this chapter)