When Liu Qinghuan walked out of the cave, he saw this scene. A group of people gathered around his door and laughed wantonly. When he came out, their voices became quieter and turned into whispers.
"Hey, it's finally out, look!"
"Is it him? He doesn't look like he's smart. The so-called 'invincible' isn't just spreading rumors, right?"
"It is said that the last time he played in Xuanyuan Stage was half a year ago, and he forced Xue Jian, who was ranked thirteenth on the Xuanyuan Ranking, to admit defeat on the spot, so he became famous for a while."
"I also heard about that battle. It seemed that he used only one punch to blow open the Blood Sword's Yuan Shen Sword... This man disappeared after that, which made many famous people want to see him fight.
People are very disappointed..."
Liu Qinghuan scanned the whole place lightly. These people must have come to watch the fun today. Looking at their cheerful expressions, they didn't look like they were being invited to cause trouble.
He ignored the gaze that fell on him, looked directly at the leader, and said in a deep voice with an unhappy look: "You are all famous monks. You came uninvited today and surrounded me at the entrance of my cave.
Shijing's attitude is too rude!"
"Hahahaha!" But I heard the charming male cultivator at the head laugh loudly, cupped his hands, and said: "Isn't this because I want to see fellow Taoist Qinglin? Fellow Taoist acts mysteriously, and the dragon has no tail. Certain times,
Even though I submitted the invitation, I didn't get a chance to meet him, so I had to come to ask for the favor in person."
Liu Qinghuan twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and said slowly: "I thought I had made my rejection very clear, but judging from your attitude, I'm afraid you're not here to ask for a favor, but to stir up trouble, right?
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"That's not what I said..."
But Liu Qinghuan's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said sarcastically: "I will accept your invitation to fight? Who are you? Do you take yourself too seriously?"
With a low shout, the scene suddenly fell into silence, and the faces of the people on the opposite side also became ugly.
We are all monks who have been cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years. We always have to maintain some dignity. It's okay to say a few sarcastic words, but we can't really do anything like the Shijing woman who scolded her in person.
At this time, the leading male cultivator Meiwei took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, I would like to initiate the Huangshan Tyranny. It is true that we have been disrespectful today, and I would like to apologize to you here!"
Changing the topic, he added: "It's just that I just arrived in Jiutian Yunxiao not long ago, and I couldn't find a match. I heard a few days ago that my Taoist friend and I are both practicing body training, and we have an undefeated reputation.
I miss you so much that I came here to beg for a fight today, and I hope my Taoist friends will grant me my wish!"
Liu Qinghuan's expression softened, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised: This person could actually say such a decent thing. It seemed inconsistent with the arrogant Dou Xiu in the rumors, or was he deliberately restrained?
He looked at the other party carefully. His cultivation level was slightly higher than his. At the peak of Yinxu Realm, his whole body was full of energy and blood, as if the volcano buried underground was about to erupt at any time. There were only shadows floating in the eyes of a pair of tigers, and a sharp light was faintly shining.
Pass.
This person... seems to have a sense of disobedience?
Liu Qinghuan touched his chin and couldn't figure it out for a moment, but the other party obviously lowered his attitude. He couldn't keep chasing him, so he just said with an indifferent expression: "What if I don't agree?"
Tyranny clasped his fists: "I hope fellow Taoist disciples will come true!"
Liu Qinghuan looked at him speechlessly. He must be a dog-skin plaster person. Once it sticks to it, he can't shake it off. But after thinking for a moment, he nodded.
"Okay, don't block my door. We'll see you on Xuanyuan Stage in half a month!"
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the group of people outside, turned around and closed the cave door.
"Ah, master, why did you agree?" Fu Bao, who was waiting for the news, jumped over with a look of disbelief on his face: "Don't you want to fight that person?"
"When did I say I didn't want to fight him?" Liu Qinghuan said: "Before, it was just because it was troublesome, but now that the other party is here, if you avoid fighting, you will lose your prestige, and you will be laughed at.
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Fu Bao laughed a few times and had extremely blind confidence in him: "Okay, let's call that guy crazy, and the master will hammer him to pieces and teach him how to behave!"
Liu Qinghuan shook his head, looked down at his hands, unfolded them, made them into fists, unfolded them again, and repeated this several times.
Compared with the flawless jade carvings of Bingche before, these hands are now more weathered and frosty, with majestic strength invisible to the naked eye flowing in the bones and blood, and the muscles forged by the power of the wrath of the sky contain a toughness that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
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Using the immortal body technique to refine his body, and then absorbing the pure power contained in the stone crystals, he cultivated his body and strength at the same time. Coupled with his original cultivation base, his progress in these years can be said to have increased by leaps and bounds.
It's just that the process of cultivation is too cruel. If it weren't for the extremely high quality of the Ruyi Temple produced by Jiutian Yunxiao and its ability to change the environment at any time according to the owner's wishes, I'm afraid it would have been riddled with holes and devastation.
And being in a land of all kinds of magic like Jiutian Yunxiao, the atmosphere around him is extremely strong, so he naturally has to make full use of it. He will go to the fighting stage every once in a while to hone his fighting skills and find out.
own shortcomings.
Of course, he wouldn't refuse it if he could get more profit by the way. After all, he wanted to read more books.
"It's not a fight with anyone. It just so happens that I have made some breakthroughs these days, and it's time to go out and do some activities."
He returned to the Ruyi Palace and sat cross-legged in a wilderness.
After launching the immortal body technique, the familiar feeling of suffocation came from all directions, as if the entire space was rejecting his existence, invisible and huge pressure fell on him, and he wanted to tear his body apart and destroy him all the time.
's mind.
The wrath of heaven is not only thunder and blood, but also dissatisfaction from heaven, as if you are not allowed to survive in the world anymore, and you will be directly obliterated in the next moment.
Facing such a terrifying desperate situation all the time is the biggest difficulty in cultivating the immortal body. However, it is also because of this that Liu Qinghuan's body training progress is so fast, far exceeding that of monks of the same level.
Half a month passed by in a flash, and it was a bright and clear day.
When Liu Qinghuan arrived at Xuanyuan Terrace in a remote valley, many monks who had heard about it had gathered in the valley, and they were all waiting around the huge platform in the center of the valley.
"So many people?" He couldn't help but be a little surprised, and walked inside in a low-key manner.
Not many people had actually seen him, so he didn't attract much attention at the time.
The one who came out with him today was the Avatar, who replied without any fluctuation in his tone: "Tyrant has a great reputation recently, and every time he goes to the fighting ring, he fights passionately, cruelly and bloody, so it attracts a lot of people to watch.
.And when it comes to fighting with you, he has been even more publicized these days, threatening to kill you on the spot."