I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

"You're just bragging. It doesn't cost money to brag anyway."

"Old Tianwu, others may not know, but I know it very well. Your cultivation has been affected by the immortal spirit in your body. Your strength is only one tenth of what it was. Now you are just a weakling. I will kill you like a butcher dog!"

Song Que of the Heavenly Blade sneered and squinted his eyes to look at the old beggar in front of him.

To be honest, he was a little surprised. The knife just now should not have been taken by the other party. Could it be that there is still a trace of cultivation left in this old man's body?

"The old beggar's cultivation is comparable to that of nature. He became a golden elixir at the age of fifteen, entered the Nascent Soul at the age of twenty, and became a god at the age of thirty. He cultivated and passed the tribulation in the year of destiny. After that, he soared into the sky and never returned on the road to invincibility. It is normal for mortals like you not to understand."

The old beggar showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said happily.

"Shameless, you have the nerve to bring out a fifteen-year-old golden elixir to embarrass yourself. I entered the Dao with a sword, and I was already a golden elixir at the age of thirteen. You, an old man, just rely on your age and longer cultivation time. If not for this, I would have split this world and ascended to the upper world!"

Song Que said viciously.

"Old Song, you are still too young. You will understand in the future. The world of the strong only looks at the results, not the process. What's the use of your talent? This fairy spirit is still lying in the old beggar's dantian."

The old beggar sneered and said with disdain.

"Haha, what you said makes sense. Even if you once roamed the continent and were powerful for a while, you must crawl at my feet today!"

Song Que said in a deep voice, two fingers gently placed on the handle of the knife, a crisp dragon cry resounded through the sky, and an invisible edge pierced the old beggar in front.

"Hehe."

The old beggar laughed strangely, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Where are you going!"

Song Que shouted angrily, a cold light came out of his sheath, and the short knife on his waist burst out, pointing directly to a no-man's land in the void.

"Dang!"

An old hand stretched out and clamped Song Que's short knife effortlessly.

The old beggar's figure appeared, his face was indifferent, and he seemed to be calm.

"Have you recovered your cultivation?"

"You can use the spirit of immortality!"

Song Que's pupils suddenly contracted. He had used his real ability to hit him with that knife, but he was caught so easily.

This reminded him of the scene of being beaten thirty years ago. At that time, the old man Tianwu also flicked his short knife with one hand. Everything was very natural and smooth, as if it was a matter of course.

"Old Song, you are no match for the old beggar. Let's stop here. All forms of fighting are prohibited in the Holy City. Have you forgotten this rule?"

The old beggar took advantage of Song Que's daze and flashed into the city gate, saying with a smile.

His hands behind his back trembled as he put a small bottle into the space ring. If it weren't for the effect of a certain treasure, he would have died long ago.

"Damn, it's a good thing that the old beggar reacted quickly, otherwise this certain treasure would have been consumed by that guy today."

The old beggar was still in fear. Li Xiaobai only gave him a few bottles of a certain treasure. If he really fought with Song Que, it would all be wasted.

And the other party might not give him time to take the certain treasure, so it's better to be safe.

"Ahem, Senior Tiandao, I found Senior Tianwu from the depths of the frontier, and he also discovered the secret of the first battlefield. Senior Tianwu came back to solve this secret. Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion to talk about business first."

Li Xiaobai cleared his throat and walked out and said.

He made a lot of money in the previous wave. Although the two of them did not fight many times, the aftermath of the aura was quite powerful.

In just a few minutes, the system increased hundreds of thousands of attribute points.

[Defense: Half-step human immortal body (3.7 million/10 million) (Immortal spirit: not obtained) can be advanced. ]

If the top masters of the mainland are all of this strength, I feel that as long as I pull hatred everywhere, the attribute points will be filled up quickly. The only thing that is a little difficult to control is that if I provoke the boss, my life may be broken.

For now, it is still mainly about rubbing, rubbing if you can, and try to avoid head-on confrontation.

"The secret of the first battlefield?"

"Mr. Li, are you saying that this old man was hiding in the first battlefield?"

Song Que raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Xiaobai and asked.

"That's not the case. He was trapped deep in the border by Mei Changqing. I just happened to find him and rescued him."

Li Xiaobai lowered his voice and said.

"This is not a place to talk. Let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first. Let the monks under us come to guard the gate first."

"Well, let's see.Let's see what happened to this old man!"

Song Que nodded. He was very interested in the old beggar's affairs.

The monks around him all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Song Que and the old beggar calm down. Damn, it was too scary just now. I felt that I almost died. Are the big guys so reckless when they attack?

"Is this the strength of a Mahayana cultivator? Too scary!"

"Nonsense, this is the peak existence in the Mahayana period. I have seen City Lord Cai attack, and it is far worse than this."

"Shh! Stop talking, be careful that the City Lord hears it!"

"Everyone, I am new here. May I ask if all the monks in your Holy City have become so scary now? "

"Ahem, keep a low profile..."

...

In the Holy City, the old beggar and Song Que walked side by side. Song Que's face was terribly gloomy, and the word unhappy was almost written on his face.

The old beggar acted quite casually, as if he couldn't see it at all. He looked around all the way, like a curious baby.

"My friend, this Holy City is full of Tangneng Yipin and Liangpin shops. The business is getting bigger and rich!"

The old beggar looked at the steaming buildings, his eyes shining.

It has been several months since the last time I took a bath. I really want to jump into the bathhouse and take a comfortable bath immediately. It will definitely make people feel good.

"Yes, this is all thanks to the open-mindedness of City Lord Yang, otherwise this shop would not have opened so smoothly. "

Li Xiaobai nodded and said that after adding the cultivators from the third battlefield, the store's turnover rose sharply. In a few days, when the cultivators from the first and second battlefields came in, the revenue would increase several times.

"I am really envious of others. You are so young, not only have you a strong cultivation, but also have your own mount and industry. You should know that in today's immortal cultivation world, the most important thing is to have a house of your own, otherwise it will be difficult to find a Taoist partner."

"When the old beggar was your age, he didn't know how to earn spirit stones. Now he is invincible, but he has missed the most beautiful years. No girl is willing to pay for him."

The old beggar rubbed his teeth and sighed.

Song Que's eyelids jumped: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry to the city lord's mansion, you are such a bumpkin!"