Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Seven: Loose Cultivation Disciple Zhang Cheng
The casual cultivator turned his sharp eyes towards Wang Cheng.
"Hmph! As a disciple of the previous generation of Qingxian Palace, I naturally want to see the progress of the disciples of your generation!" He pointed at Wang Cheng, "Look at you again. You are covered in blood. I am afraid that you will be killed just after you go out.
It really embarrasses Qingxian Palace if you beat him down!"
Feichen turned around and saw Wang Cheng. His expression changed slightly and he said in a low voice, "Junior brother, you'd better leave quickly!"
"Let's go?" The casual cultivator snorted coldly, "Come here! Tell me your name and let me see where your extraordinary second level ranks in the inner sect! Don't let me down, kid!"
Wang Cheng smiled: "Senior, what state were you in when you were sixteen years old?"
The casual cultivator disciples exuded a strong aura, oppressing Wang Cheng, and said coldly: "Is that what you can ask?"
"You keep saying that you want to see how our generation performs, but you inflict internal injuries on the inner disciples, and their cultivation speed lags even further! You are passing by here, and you want to use the strength you have accumulated over the past few decades to suppress the inner disciples.
, what kind of pleasure is this, can you tell me?"
Wang Cheng's words made the casual cultivator look angry, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Don't push yourself too far!" he said coldly.
"I'm covered in blood because I went out to practice and fight against many. If I come back, it means I killed everyone who wanted to kill me!" Wang Cheng was not afraid of the threat from the casual cultivator disciples, "Senior, what are you doing in ten?
When you were six years old, did you dare to go out and fight one against many, or have you ever experienced a one-on-one life and death battle?"
"Wild!" The casual cultivator released huge power, with the strength of the fifth level of extraordinary realm. The oppressive flying dust had to fall to the ground, and his body was injured.
Wang Cheng squinted his eyes, protected his body with extraordinary power, and smiled coldly: "Excuse me, why am I so presumptuous?"
"It's too comfortable to live in Qingxian Palace. For decades, you are still at the fifth level of transcendence. Are you unable to find an opponent, or are your opponents looking down on you? Are you looking for a sense of presence among the inner disciples of Qingxian Palace?"
Wang Cheng spread his hands and continued: "Don't worry, senior, as long as you say your name, I will remember you in the future and will not forget you!"
"The disciples of this generation are arrogant and arrogant! Today I, Zhang Cheng, will teach you a lesson with my own hands!" Purple thunder and lightning formed a short sword behind him and flew towards Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng's body grew larger, and he held the Ice Soul Stick and smashed the dagger condensed with purple electricity. His body retreated slightly. The power contained in this dagger was very strong, and his inner body was affected.
Fortunately, the opponent did not use extraordinary martial arts. He used the Ice Soul Stick to block it.
However, this scene shocked Zhang Cheng.
The second level extraordinary disciple blocked his attack!
At this moment, Zhang Cheng felt a little twisted and unwilling.
He has been practicing for so many years, but he was blocked by a new generation of disciples. What does this mean? It means that he is not as good as these new generation of disciples!
"Hmph! After all, the second level of extraordinary is the second level of extraordinary. In front of the previous generation of disciples, you are nothing!" The purple light on his body became stronger and stronger, and his aura became stronger and stronger.
"Among the previous generation of disciples, you are also a mediocre person, right?" Wang Cheng's words made Zhang Cheng's heart sink. If you can enter the inner sect and become a casual cultivator, your realm will be at least the fifth level of extraordinary. How much more?
You can also see the talents of these disciples.
But back then, it should be said that the inner disciples of the previous generation were not as good as this generation.
Having his inner thoughts revealed in this way by a second-level extraordinary disciple, and coupled with the fact that this second-level extraordinary disciple resisted his attack, murderous intent appeared in his heart.
"Senior, you want to kill me?" Wang Cheng pointed his ice soul stick at the opponent, "Rogue cultivators are becoming more and more promising if they want to murder inner disciples!"
"court death!"
The Zidian network covers Xiang Wangcheng.
Wang Cheng used the Seven-Star Ancient Dragon Step and dodged.
"Boy, what's your name?"
"Wang Cheng!" Just as he was about to fight back, someone stepped forward to stop the conflict from intensifying.
An extraordinary alchemy master from the elixir shop passed by and stopped their fight.
"What's the point of a casual cultivator who doesn't practice well and bullies the inner disciples here?" This alchemy master once went to observe Wang Cheng's alchemy skills. He is also very senior and speaks very tough words.
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When the casual cultivator heard this, his face became even more ugly. He stared at Wang Cheng: "I just want to see how much this inner disciple has grown!"
"Did you see that? Senior, are you as good as you before?" Wang Cheng smiled coldly, "Not as good as you, otherwise, how could you have the leisure to bully the inner disciples like me! Senior Brother Feichen was injured internally by you!
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The expression of the extraordinary alchemy master sank: "Zhang Cheng, as a disciple of the previous generation, you know what achievements you have made. Don't hurt your fellow disciples!"
Zhang Cheng's face was slightly ferocious. He was repeatedly pointed out by Wang Cheng, and even the alchemy master and elder indirectly exposed his sore spots.
"Yes!" Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and said coldly, "Soon, the Qingxian Palace Martial Arts Competition will be held here! I hope you can achieve something in it!"
Glancing at the extraordinary alchemy master, he snorted coldly: "Everyone in Qingxian Palace knows Wang Cheng's name. But do you know the relationship between Zhang Xin and me?"
His eyes locked with murderous intent on Wang Cheng, he smiled coldly, turned around and left.
"This guy ranked last among the disciples of the previous generation. Later, when he went out with his younger brother Zhang Xin and met an opportunity, he became a fifth-level extraordinary!" The master sighed, "You have to be careful with him!"
It turns out that he and Zhang Xin are brothers.
"He should be more careful!" Wang Cheng said coldly, cupping his fists and bowing, "Thank you, senior, for helping me!"
"I think the alchemy room should be relegated to the alchemy store. Now that Yu Lingqing has lost power, there are many elders who support you." Yu Xing, the extraordinary alchemy master, said.
Indeed, Wang Cheng became many elders in refining elixirs, and has been linked to the chain of interests.
If he wants to go to the elixir shop, there won't be any big obstacles.
"I accept!" Wang Cheng thought of the medicinal field planted behind the elixir shop. It was a good treasure. "But I need to go back and practice now!"
Finally, he left.
Fei Chen was shocked when he saw that Wang Cheng was so powerful that he could withstand an attack from the fifth level of the extraordinary. He immediately buried the news about his realm and concentrated on training again.
The Qingxian Palace sect competition is about to begin, and all the disciples and elders in the entire sect are stepping up their training.
Recently, the Presbyterian Council has made another big move and has begun to mobilize the strong men from Qingxian Palace outside. The atmosphere in the entire Qingxian Palace has become tense and dull.
Wang Cheng carried the native dog to the cave. Seeing that the restriction had not been triggered, he opened the cave, threw the native dog into the heavenly absorbing spirit formation, and began to recuperate himself.