Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

"It's dammit! You don't slap people in the face, Zhen Ziyou, don't you still talk about martial arts!"

Jia Xiaosa covered her nose and raised her head, roaring.

"I'll kill you while you're sick! What kind of martial arts are you talking about with a rotten person like you? Take it!"

Zhen Ziyou is simply as simple as joining forces with outsiders to deal with my Zhen family's children. I would rather give these four-color elixirs to Yu Congwen from the Martial Master camp, and I don't want to give them to you fellow apprentices from the Great Master camp!

While Jia Xiaosa raised his head to stop the bleeding, Zhen Zizi sneaked around behind Jia Xiaosa and launched a fierce attack, beating Jia Xiaosa into a rage, regardless of the blood flowing from his nostrils, and no longer thinking about retaining his strength, it was a fight to the death Stance.

Ye Congwen glanced at the four disciples of Jia's family. Although the potion's effects had been exhausted, the four of them were greedy for life and afraid of death, fearing that the Meridians would burst. They all thought it would be safer to fight for a while longer. Anyway, Jia Xiaosa hadn't spoken yet. , and dare not tell the winner in advance.

"In another half an hour, these four people must have exhausted their True Qi and stamina, basically without any fighting power."

Now that the ending has been decided, Ye Congwen doesn't want to waste time on it. He had no choice but to focus on the battle between Yue Song and Bian Lin.

Since Yue Song heard Lin Xiaoyu's suggestion, he guarded his own door and no longer took the initiative to attack. The body cultivator's physical strength is stronger than others, and the two are of equal strength. Bian Lin has been relying on the agile Movement Technique to constantly consume Yue Song With a lot of physical strength, he suddenly counterattacked and turned defensive, which immediately made Bian Lin's lost step useless.

I am small and thin, so I am not as good as Yue Songli in the first place, and now Mi Zongbu is useless, purely using True Qi to compete with Yue Song, I will suffer a disadvantage after a long time.

Bian Lin intentionally exposed several flaws, expecting Yue Song to take the initiative to attack, but Yue Song is like an old monk in meditation, with eyes and mind full of shadows of four-color elixir. Who made the four masters of the Jia mansion show their exhaustion, their aura was far inferior to that of the heyday just now, judging from Yue Song's many years of fighting experience, the strength of these people has shrunk by at least half.

what does that mean? This means that the five masters of the Jia Mansion have eliminated four of them, and the top six has become the top four! As long as he eliminated Bian Lin, he would be eligible to compete for a pair of four-color elixirs!

"Haha, at first Yue Laoer only hoped that he could share a catty of four-color elixirs and be satisfied. Who would have thought that a catty could become a pair at any time, and this beautiful thing of changing forty in one catty could also fall on me. No wonder my left eyelid keeps twitching these days!"

Yue Song has always been unkempt and sloppy, and when he thinks of beautiful things, his mouth is watering and his eyes are blurred.

"You bastard, just fight martial arts, why are you drooling, are you mad with epilepsy?"

Bian Lin stared wide-eyed and reprimanded softly. The ancestor taught himself to stay away from stinky men and old hooligans since he was a child. If they all grow up like Yu Congwen, he can bear to drool at himself.

Yue Song had a wide mouth and fangs, was scruffy by nature, and had hair like a chicken coop, but he was shamelessly drooling at himself, so disgusting that he had goose bumps all over his body.

"Little girl, don't run away, let's learn from each other!"

Yue Song dismissed Bian Lin's reaction, who would see that the four-color elixir doesn't flow? Dare to use human nature as an argument, this little girl with thin skin and tender flesh is hypocritical!

Seeing Bian Lin's disgusted look, Yue Song suddenly became childish, stretched out his hands and wiped the saliva on his mouth, and wiped it on Bian Lin's face in a mischievous manner, cursing:

"The most annoying thing about you clean freaks is that you eat so clean all day long and you don't see any extra meat? You're as skinny as a chicken."

Bian Lin stretched out her hand to block the palm, and suddenly found that her hand was covered with sticky things, she habitually brought it to her nose and smelled it, the stench was so bad that she almost vomited it out.

Yue Song suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world. This woman dressed up like a little fairy who doesn't eat fireworks all day long. She is probably a clean freak. If I smeared my entire arm with saliva, she would definitely not dare to touch my hands. If I force her to attack me with her feet, I'm afraid I will win.

Yue Song suppressed the joy in his heart, wiped his palms with saliva, and greeted Bian Lin's face. Sure enough, Bian Lin turned pale with fright, and neither wanted to touch the smelly saliva, nor did she want to get it on her beautiful face. on clothes. As soon as he had an idea, he planned to use his feet to deal with Yue Song.

It's a pity that Yue Song is over two meters tall. If Bian Lin wants to hit the vital point, she can only raise her toes desperately. Every kick must be higher than the top of Own's head. The threat is greatly reduced.

Yue Song saw Bian Lin's shortcomings, and deliberately showed weakness, luring Bian Lin to chase and beat him fiercely, until Bian Lin's speed and strength greatly slowed down. Yue Song grabbed Bian Lin's feet with all his strength, and lifted them up suddenly. Bian Lin was hanging upside down in the air, her feet had no support points, and she couldn't use any strength at all. Yue Song lifted Bian Lin and fell over her shoulder. Pressing it to the ground, he threatened viciously:

"Do you admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, I'll wipe your face with drool!"

Bian Lin's head was buzzing from being thrown by Yue Song, and she held the back of Own's head with her big palm. The thought of the smelly saliva in her hands immediately made her stomach churn. If he was asked to smear his face all over again, he was afraid that he would vomit out on the spot.

Hastily replied:

"I admit defeat, I am convinced that I lost, you should let go!"

"Referee, someone has conceded defeat, hurry up and check."

Yue Song cautiously pressed Bian Lin's head, fearing that this woman would cheat, he made up his mind that I would never let go until the referee spoke.

"Yue Song, win!"

The referee hurried over and asked Bian Lin for confirmation before announcing helplessly. Sighing secretly in my heart:

"The Great Master Battalion of my Bian Manor was wiped out."

When Yue Song waited for the referee to finish broadcasting, he immediately let go of his hands like a deflated ball and lay on the ground without any image. After playing this match for a full two hours, he was really tired!

Is that all right? Ye Congwen saw that Yue Song won the competition with a mouthful of saliva, which was really unexpected.

However, seeing Yue Song entered the top six, I was also very happy in my heart. Now Jia Xiaosa is the only child of the Jia family who still has some fighting strength. If I eliminate him, according to the previous agreement, they have to give me a four. Sex elixir as compensation.

"So, wouldn't half of the three pairs of four-color elixir go into my pocket? Two and a half drops of the Nether Cold Spring for six catties of three-color elixir is a bloody profit after all. , the elixir for Yu Meiren and Lin Xiaoyu to advance to the Grand Great Master level in the future can be considered to be in place.

No, Yue Song seems to have agreed to give Lin Xiaoyu a share of the four-color elixir, and Lin Xiaolang is still her third brother, so why not let her go to the two of them to play the autumn wind, after all, the four-color elixir is a rare treasure , no one would have too much. "

Ye Congwen looked at Lin Xiaolang, who was sitting cross-legged and focused on cultivating the Cultivation Technique. He was racing against time to recover his physical strength. He secretly praised him for his steady behavior and turned his attention to the four children of the Jia family.

What is surprising is that the four of them fought more and more vigorously, punching to the flesh, and their moves were directed at the vital points. There was a sign that they would not give up until the end of the fight. How does Ye Congwen know the rules of distributing elixir in Jia's house?

With so many children in the Jia family, it was impossible to distribute the elixir in a comprehensive manner. There is no rule without rules, and without a reasonable incentive mechanism, it is difficult to mobilize the enthusiasm of everyone.

Take the four-color elixirs won by the Great Master camp in previous years as an example. Those who win the elixir have always won the most. Those who enter the top six will get half of the prize, and the top 12 will get half again, and so on. Without it, there will be no blessings in the future.

These four have already advanced to the top twelve. If they can advance to the top six or even the top three again, the elixir they will receive will increase exponentially! The most important thing is that at least three of the top six of the Jia Mansion accounted for at least two pairs of four-color elixir according to the ratio.

This means that at least two children of Jia's family can get the maximum amount of four-color elixir. Does anyone in this world think that money is too much?

No! Naturally, there is no martial artist who thinks there are too many elixir. What's more, these people are all at the peak of the Great Master Perfection Realm, and they are only one step away from the Grand Great Master Realm. It just so happens that these four-color elixirs are the key to open this threshold. Live this temptation?

That's why the phenomenon of "cannibalism" among the children of Jia's family appeared in front of us.

Jia Xiaosa knocked Zhen Zizi down to the ground with all his strength, and his gloomy and livid face just improved. Suddenly, he saw the four disciples of Jia's family still struggling to learn. As an "old man" in the apprenticeship camp of Jia's family, Jia Xiaosa couldn't see what these bastards were thinking.

Walking slowly to them, he glared with a black face. The four of them took advantage of Jia Xiaosa's lack of anger, and the two who were usually weaker quickly surrendered.

"Jia Xiaosa, Jia Chun, Jia Jiusheng!"

Even the referees were not interested. After all, Jia's house in the top 12 occupied five seats. It is normal for two or three people to enter the top six. Anyway, they are all surnamed Jia.

"Now announce the list of final six apprentices:

Yu Congwen, Lin Xiaolang, Yue Song, Jia Xiaosa, Jia Chun, Jia Jiu.

Please rest where you are, after 20 minutes we will continue to the top six finals! Winners of these three pairs of four-color elixirs will be selected at that time, and all disciples are requested not to leave, wonderful moments are about to be staged! "

The referee was instructed by Jia Xiaoyao, and he returned to the square and announced loudly. There was an uproar in the center of the square. Whether it was the competition apprentices or the onlookers, most of them thought that Jia Xiaoyao had gone too far. How can he recover his strength during the 20-minute break? Not even enough time to practice a Cultivation Technique.

Seeing that the opportunity came, Jia Xiaosa quickly stood up and suggested loudly:

"Since it's a competition of courage and endurance, why not do it in one step? I suggest that we cancel the rest period and simply fight continuously until we win the championship. After all, once we encounter Magical Beasts in the future, they will not be merciful and give us any rest time!"

"That makes sense. We've played two games anyway. Why don't we have lunch when we get the results in the morning? If we encounter Magical Beasts in the future, they won't give us time to eat!"

Seeing Jia Xiaosa's winks, Jia Chun and Jia Jiu, enduring the pain all over his body, slowly stood up and echoed.