Li Kuang's words scared Shan Ming, a half-step innate Black Dragon Army general, to the point of spitting wine.
Shan Ming was extremely shocked. What kind of background did this guy have? He dared to talk to Chu Xianliu like this. You know, this Chu Xianliu was one of the top three talents among the younger generation of Dongwu Xianzong disciples!
This Chu Xianliu is obviously not an innate warrior yet, but such a person is destined to never be a thing in the pond. He is destined to turn into a dragon with golden scales and soar into the sky.
Even Shan Ming didn't dare to neglect him and wanted to make friends with Chu Xianliu, because it was not possible to make friends with a true disciple of the Tobu Sensong like Chu Xianliu if he wanted to.
"Haha, we meet again everywhere in life. Brother Li Kuang, we meet again."
Chu Xianliu didn't take Li Kuang's words seriously. He walked over directly. From the moment he appeared until now, his eyes never left the pot of snake soup cooked by Li Dali.
"I said Chu Daxian, you only have flesh in your eyes!"
Li Kuang joked.
“Isn’t the purpose of life just to eat?”
Chu Xianliu said with a smile.
Li Kuang was startled when he heard this. What Chu Xianliu said was quite profound. He was worthy of being a true disciple from the Dongwu Immortal Sect. Thinking back then, hey!
Thinking back to all that happened back then, Li Kuang couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Back then, he was just a small disciple of the Dongwu Immortal Sect.
In this life, should I join the Dongwu Immortal Sect again?
Back then, he became a member of the Tobu Immortal Sect, but soon after, his master died in a battle with other forces. Without his master's care, he was bullied in the Tobu Immortal Sect.
However, he still came over step by step, first becoming an inner disciple of the Dongwu Immortal Sect, then a true disciple, and then a Xiantian Grandmaster.
It took him less than two hundred years to become the Zhenwu Emperor. Within three hundred years, his cultivation had broken through to the Xuanwu realm and he became the youngest Xuanwu Emperor of the Dongwu Immortal Sect.
From then on, no one dared to look down on him anymore. Those who had bullied him were all made to lose their temper by him. They knelt before him and all flattered him to please him.
After that, Li Kuang became a saint in 500 years and a god in 650 years. Until then, he was invincible in the world and met his nemesis. In the future, he would pierce his heart with a sword and kill him in the Xianwu Heavenly Tribulation.
The divine warrior saint Lin Qingyao.
Thinking of all the things in his past life, Li Kuang fell silent. It would be difficult for him to see his relatives, brothers, and friends in his past life again. Even Xiao Xie seemed to be dead.
Otherwise, this Evil Emperor's Tomb is just a trap.
“Another foodie!”
Just when Li Kuang was thinking about his past life, the voice of the purple-clothed and masked woman rang out.
"Hey, what's wrong with being a foodie?"
Chu Xianliu disagreed.
"How long has it been cooking?"
Chu Xianliu suddenly raised his head and asked Li Dali opposite him.
"More than an hour!"
Li Dali was also staring at the rolling cauldron.
"The heat is not good enough, I need to cook it again."
Chu Xianliu picked up a spoon and turned over the snake meat in the pot, and the aroma immediately filled his nostrils.
I don’t know what Li Dali added to the pot. Just smelling the aroma of this pot of snake soup makes people’s mouths flutter.
Perhaps because they were both foodies, Chu Xianliu and Li Dali had a very good chat. This Chu Xianliu didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance or airs that the true disciples of the supreme sect had.
Compared to the two dead guys, Luo Jiuxiao and Xuanwang's direct grandson, this Chu Xianliu has a kind of affinity.
Li Kuang and others were close friends with Chu Xianliu. They enjoyed drinking and eating meat.
The wine on the ship was originally quite good, but after Li Kuang and Li Dali drank Chu Xianliu's wine, they immediately felt that the wine on the ship was garbage.
The wine of Chu Xianliu was brewed by himself. He only did two things in his life, drinking and eating meat and practicing swordsmanship.
"I never thought you could make wine."
Li Kuang raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one breath. The sweet and mellow wine was like nectar, and a warm current flowed directly into his abdomen and then spread throughout his body, making his whole body feel boiling.
"Can your wine improve your cultivation?"
Li Kuang was surprised. They had drank wine and eaten meat with Chu Xianliu before, but although the previous wine was good, it had no effect on improving their cultivation.
"Hey, I happened to get an Earth Yuan Fruit the day before yesterday, so I ground the Earth Yuan Fruit and added it to the wine." Chu Xianliu said with a smile.
"No wonder!"
Li Kuang nodded. The Diyuan Fruit does have the effect of improving the cultivation level of warriors, but its effect is limited. It can only help warriors in the realm of Qi training and bone forging to improve their cultivation level.
This Earth Origin Fruit is not very useful to warriors in the realm of marrow cleansing.
After Li Dali drank a bowl of wine, he couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to the side and sat down cross-legged to refine the essence of the Diyuan Fruit in the wine.
His cultivation level has already reached its bottleneck. Taking this opportunity, he will hit the tenth level of Qi training.
Hong Shisan also shamelessly came to ask for a drink. When faced with danger, this guy immediately fainted, but when it was advantageous, he could run faster than anyone else.
The masked woman in purple clothes sat quietly aside, ignoring them at all.
Shan Ming, on the other hand, wanted to make friends with Chu Xianliu, so he also sat around the big pot, drinking wine and eating meat with Li Kuang and others.
Chu Xianliu was free and uninhibited, chatting with Li Kuang and others, and naturally they also talked about the Tomb of the Evil Emperor.
"Brother Chu, is this evil emperor's tomb real or fake?"
Shan Ming said.
"Who can tell whether it's true or false?"
Chu Xianliu pondered for a moment and said.
"However, it is true that the major sects and clans want to take this opportunity to temper their disciples." Chu Xianliu continued.
"You don't even know whether the Evil Emperor's tomb is real or not, so you send your disciples here to practice?"
Hong Shisan said in surprise.
"Brother Chu, are you saying that even you don't know whether the Evil Emperor is real or fake?"
Li Kuang said with a solemn expression, even the people from the Dongwu Immortal Sect don't know whether the Evil Emperor's Tomb is authentic or not. Is this Evil Emperor's Tomb really a trap set up by someone?
"Six hundred years ago, for some unknown reason, the Evil Emperor went to Shenwu Holy Land alone and beheaded the three great martial saints of Shenwu Holy Land. Finally, the then Saint Lin Qingyao personally took action and defeated the Evil Emperor."
Chu Xianliu said.
"The Battle of the Saints six hundred years ago?"
Hong Shisan was inexplicably shocked. The battle between saints six hundred years ago was the only war between saints in the past thousand years.
"Although the Evil Emperor was defeated and seriously injured, no one saw the Evil Emperor die with their own eyes."
Chu Xianliu explained.
Li Kuang was surprised and happy when he heard this. If the Evil Emperor was still alive, those guys in the Divine Martial Holy Land would have trouble sleeping and eating.
"No matter whether the Evil Emperor's Tomb is real or not, to me, it is nothing compared to the pot of snake soup in front of me!"
Chu Xianliu started to move.
"Hmph, don't grab what I want when the time comes."
The masked woman in purple clothes said coldly to Chu Xianliu.
"cut!"
Chu Xianliu didn’t think so at all. (To be continued)