City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, the relationship between me and my master has always been bad, don't put his debts on me..." Leng Fan was so scared that his face turned pale, and he scolded his master for a hundred. At the same time, I was also curious about how the master used bananas to get past here?

But the monkey has raised the stick, and for the first time seeing him holding the stick with both hands, the power must be more than twice as powerful as before.

There is no way for the "second style". Leng Fan can only use stronger moves to offset most of the monkey's power. As for whether he can bear it, it depends on the results of his childhood cultivation.

...

Outside the Buzhou Mountain Pagoda, everyone is waiting for the end. Everyone looked at the one hundred and third floor, looking forward to whether the one hundred and fourth floor would light up.

"Brother, you can teach me the Zhuxian Sword Formation, I promise not to pass on it." Since seeing Kunlun will display the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the old man Cangsong wanted to learn something, so he stalked. By Kunlun's side.

Kunlun certainly wouldn’t pass this on to him, and kept repliing: “I’ve told you a hundred times, don’t even think about it. I learned to punish the immortal sword formation by chance, and I swear , I will not teach the Zhuxian Sword Array to anyone, even my disciples did not teach it, do you think I will pass it to you? If you talk nonsense, I will seal your mouth."

Cang Song smiled and said, "Then I will say later, yes, you said that your disciple can pass the Buzhou Mountain Pagoda? If he passes it, I can't beat him, right?"

Kunlun thought for a while and replied: "I still can't beat you, but it is almost impossible for you to defeat him as easily as before. Maybe you will still pay a heavy injury to defeat him."

"No? That's so strong?" Cang Song still didn't want to believe it, but he raised this question first, indicating that he himself has felt the possibility in this regard.

Then, Xuanyuan Qingshan came here alone. At this time, he no longer had the anger he had before, and seemed to have a slight smile. It was obvious that he came here with ‘goodwill’.

"Senior Kunlun, I just said a lot of things in Xuanyuan Qingshan, but they didn't go through the brain, so please don't remember them in your heart." Xuanyuan Qingshan took the initiative to hold his fists and smiled at Kunlun. This expression, this voice, all this, let the people here People are confused.

Cang Song surrounded the people behind and said, "Am I hallucinating? Can Xuanyuan Qingshan talk to people like this?"

The people around shook their heads, and they couldn't believe it. After all, Xuanyuan Qingshan was a very arrogant person in their eyes, someone who looked down on the world while speaking, and such a person would never speak to others in such a low voice.

Kunlun smiled slightly and responded to Xuanyuan Qingshan, "What is the cause of Patriarch Xuanyuan?"

Xuanyuan Qingshan continued to hold his fist and said, "I just want to have a conversation with Senior Kunlun. I wonder if Senior Kunlun is a convenient one?"

Kunlun said: "Whatever, it just happens that I have nothing to do."

"Please" Xuanyuan Qingshan made a gesture of "please".

Kunlun then followed him to leave here and came to a pavilion not far away. This pavilion should have been just built. After all, for people like them, building a pavilion only requires one idea.

Tea is already prepared in the pavilion, and there are two beautiful girls serving tea for them every time.

"Senior Kunlun, please sit down and have a sip of tea first." Xuanyuan Qingshan still said very politely.

Kunlun was not at all polite, picked up the teacup, and started to slurp without any image.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Xuanyuan Qingshan's face, showing that he was very disdainful of Kunlun's image of drinking tea at this time, but he couldn't help it, so he could only bear it.

"After drinking, what are you going to say to me?" Kunlun asked after taking a sip.

Xuanyuan Qingshan looked at him, and asked the two girls next to him to fill Kunlun with the water in the teacup, and then began to say, "Senior, this junior just wants to inquire about the old seniors of our clan, and the immortal sword you used. Array."

"Oh! It's this, then what do you want to know." Kunlun said.

Xuanyuan Qingshan asked, "I want to know, what are the names of the seniors around my clan?"

Kunlun thought for a while and replied: "If I remember correctly, it seems to be called Xuanyuanpo."

"What? Xuanyuan Po?" Xuanyuan Qingshan stood up abruptly from the chair, and the teapots in the palms of the two girls standing next to them were so scared that they fell to the ground and shattered.

At the next moment, Xuanyuan Qingshan asked excitedly: "You mean the ancestor of my clan Xuanyuanpo is still alive?"

Kunlun smiled and said, "Of course I am still alive. Didn't I tell you? This senior is not only alive, but also better than you and me. He is still alive if you die."

Xuanyuan Qingshan immediately asked: "Senior Kunlun, do you know where our ancestors are? We don't even know that Xuanyuanpo's ancestors are still alive. I will wait for the ancestors to return."

Kunlun shook his head and said, "I don't know. If the old man wants to come back, he must have gone back. If he doesn't go back, please don't move him. His temper is very explosive. See who is not pleasing to your eyes. , Slap it directly."

Xuanyuan Qingshan smiled and said: "Of course, the temper of the ancestor is recorded in many books in the family. The ancestor Xuanyuan Po is the second person in my clan who surpasses Qingtian, and he should be stronger now."

"It must be very powerful, with his Zhuxian sword formation, you and I can only look up." Kunlun said.

Xuanyuan Qingshan sighed, and said, "I waited until my younger generation to shame my ancestor, but I couldn't practice this powerful sword formation to the extreme. If the ancestor came back, I could ask the ancestor to give pointers on the way of cultivation. Two, maybe there will be a breakthrough. By the way, please don’t pass the Zhuxian Sword Array to Senior Kunlun. After all, this technique is the essence of my clan."

Kunlun replied affirmatively: "You don't need to say this, the old elders also told me that I will not pass this exercise to anyone, including my disciples."

Xuanyuan Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief. His biggest worry now is that the Xuanyuan Sword Formation is being used by many people, and then he continued: "Senior Kunlun, since you have such a deep relationship with our clan, why not kiss me."

Kunlun was startled and asked, "Aren't you going to let me marry your woman? If you have such an idea, then don't say it. I am an old man who will not harm other girls."

Xuanyuan Qingshan laughed and explained: "Senior has misunderstood. I heard that Senior has two outstanding disciples. One male disciple is called Leng Fan and the other female is called Fan Ying. If you want, I can choose one from the Xuanyuan family. A beautiful woman betrothed to your disciple, or choose an outstanding man to marry your female disciple."

Kunlun laughed and said, "You think very well, but my master never asks about their marriage. As long as they are willing, they will marry whoever they want to marry. If they want to marry, they will marry someone. They can do whatever they like, and I will not make a choice for them."

Xuanyuan Qingshan was stunned, and said with a smile: "If this is the case, then go help them match up. There are many beautiful women in our clan, and there must be someone your disciple likes. As for your female disciple, I will go to Fan's family to propose marriage."

Kunlun smiled and said: "Whatever you want, I won't interfere."

...

After Xuanyuan Qingshan returned from Kunlun, many people had already known about Xuanyuan Po, so they all gathered around to inquire for more detailed information.

"Patriarch, this Xuanyuan Po is our Xuanyuan family apart from the first generation of Patriarch, he is the strongest person, and in the past few hundred years, his strength must have been stronger, we must find the ancestor, please ancestor Going home, with our ancestors sitting in town, my Xuanyuan family will definitely become the strongest family in the world of cultivating immortals." Many elders in the clan said.

Why didn't Xuanyuan Qingshan think that way? When he heard the name of'Xuanyuan Po' from Kunlun, he couldn't sit still anymore. Xuanyuan Po's are the most dazzling people in Xuanyuan's family history. When he was young, he had already demonstrated aptitude beyond the enchanting level, even far beyond the current Xuanyuan Welding. When Xuanyuan Po became an adult, it almost shot the entire world of cultivating immortals. In which era, the Xuanyuan family was more than many times stronger than it is now.

"Since you all know, then go to the ancestor. I will pass on the portrait of the ancestor. As long as I find the news of the ancestor, the family will definitely reward it." Xuanyuan Qingshan said.

And such news was quickly spread out because of Xuanyuan Qingshan's words. Xuanyuan Po was not only the legend of the Xuanyuan family, but also the legend of the entire world of immortality. Especially the hostility with the Xuanyuan family, they were very worried about such news, so once the terrifying people returned to Xuanyuan's house, wouldn't it be a threat to them.

"Brother, is this Xuanyuan Po real?" Cang Song couldn't help asking.

Kunlun replied: "It's true, or who do you think I learned from my Zhuxian Sword Formation?"

Cang Song sighed and said, "Isn't that the Xuanyuan family will be stronger in the future."

Kunlun shook his head and said with a smile: "Who said that Xuanyuan Po will return to Xuanyuan's house? If Senior Xuanyuan Po really wanted to go back, he would have gone back long ago. Why hasn't there been any news about him until now? I know a little bit about the reason, but I I won't tell you. So don't worry, Xuanyuan Po will definitely not go back."

Cang Song: "..."

In the Buzhou Mountain Pagoda, Leng Fan half-kneeled on the ground, grabbing the Heaven Slashing Sword inserted in the ground with his right hand, the blood on his mouth was still clearly visible, his face had never been pale before, and he looked like a dying person.

"The eighth rod, you blocked the eighth rod of Lao Sun." The monkey said to Leng Fan, his tone felt like he was complimenting him.

Leng Fan stood up from the ground, his legs trembling, and said, "Brother Monkey, how many people have passed by you?"

The monkey thought for a while and replied: "Anyway, no more than ten. The rest are dead in my stick. There are two sticks. You may die here."

Leng Fan gave a wry smile and said: "I won't die, I will walk past here, there are still people in the house waiting for me to go home, I will never die in this place."