The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 401 What is the meaning of small words? Kicked off

 Qi Yuan finished speaking and waited seriously.

This talent, if spoken about, seems to have some inexplicable effects.

 The unknown world.

The trees are falling down endlessly, the giant python is spitting out messages, and the light is flickering.

The cold wind penetrated into the body of the old man in animal skin like a sword, making him tremble with the cold.

Suddenly, a divine voice seemed to be heard in his ears. He quickly knelt down and worshiped devoutly, his head banging on the ground.

Jiliwala kept talking.

 Finally, suddenly, an idea flashed through the old man's mind, as if he had discovered something.

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 His mouth uttered these two syllables, and then he knelt down on the ground with an expression of ecstasy.

He is a homesteader, and the ashes on his green robe are almost scabbed. He probably hasn't moved for many years and has been thinking about it.

Just then, suddenly, there was a ripple in the space, and an afterimage appeared from the void and landed on his futon.

The cow criticizes the monks, uses the cow to criticize the Taoist companions, and uses the cow to criticize the life! "

 Suddenly, he thought of something: "How about doing an experiment?"

If you accidentally say something, or if your voice is transmitted, it will be intercepted and overheard by a senior.

These murmurs fell into Qi Yuan's ears.

 “Is this a Taoist companion?”

He has a great plan in his mind. He will rely on the instructions of the gods to create an instrument called money.

"Could it be that my ravings were overheard by some extraterrestrial evil spirit?"

“Just treat it as a tree hole. It’s so boring. There’s no feedback.”

 There is fear, helplessness, and confusion.

 Now Qi Yuan has reached the realm of Zifu, coupled with the power of Yang Shen Tianzun.

“If I could become as powerful as the Blood-clothed Sword God, my mother-in-law would not look down on me!”

This homesteader was a little surprised and unsure.

 His face turned red when he saw the instructions above.

 He was holding the cup in his hand with a complicated expression.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the home repairman.

"Give you some good luck and bring your Taoist companion back home as soon as possible." Qi Yuan thought about it and said to the home cultivator.

 In the underworld, Qi Yuan was quite bored.

 Helplessly, it was as if he made a wish at random, and was heard by some being and responded to him, but the result of the response was a little strange from what he asked for.

Although he can't really follow his words, he can still easily change his destiny with his words.

Since you heard it, it means you are destined to give me some good luck as you wish.

 Qi Yuan’s eyes immediately focused on the monk who wanted to be a Taoist companion.

“Could it be that the sound just now was an illusion?”

"cup?"

“I really want to have a Taoist companion who is considerate, dedicated, will not betray me, and can be with me. God, please give me a Taoist companion!”

 “The steamed buns are so delicious!”

 He was shocked.

 Qi Yuan closed his eyes and began to activate the power of his ears.

The strange painter's energy was restored, and he walked out of the underworld and returned to the Jiang family's stronghold in Yuntian City.

He was obviously thinking wildly and had thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say them out at all, but in the end...this could be heard by others?

He was tense and paid attention to his surroundings, but found nothing.

“Unexpectedly, I actually promised him the best Taoist companion in Canglan Realm.

“If the sky falls, there will be a tall one to hold it up. What does it have to do with me if my practice is poisonous?”

Junior sister Jiang Lingsu is now in her room, with the fire on the lamp still on.

 On the other side, Qi Yuan's eyes also showed a look of surprise.

“So, now I am actually equivalent to the **** who scatters money to boys?”

He listened to see if there were any strange sounds near him. If there was a conversation, something interesting might happen.

With a lazy expression, he stretched.

Following his voice, the house cultivator in the cave suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of shock and fear in his eyes: "Who? Which senior passed by and joked with the junior?"

The scene of a homesteader holding a certain cup is really weird.

 Zhaixiu was stunned for a moment. He looked at the strange-looking thing.

 Qi Yuan squinted his eyes carefully, feeling himself.

 After all, it would be a huge loss to always scatter money but get nothing.

He wanted to knock the housekeeper unconscious and **** the cup away.

 After all, he paid, what did Zhaxiu pay?

About a hundred breaths of time passed, and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

 “It seems...the speech is clearer and the ears are sharper.”

 Hundred breaths of time, he thoroughly tested himself, and now he has discovered these changes.

Of course, there may be deeper changes, but he is still too weak to discover them yet.

 After all, he is Zifu now, a newbie in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the Canglan Realm, you can occupy a mountaintop and become the king, but in the upper realm, you can also become the king of the mountain.

Qi Yuan was thinking wildly, and suddenly, a voice came to his ears.

“Hmph, this time I sneaked over to see where your kid was going, and I kidnapped my daughter and broke her legs.”

Hearing this voice, Qi Yuan's expression changed slightly.

This voice clearly belongs to Jiang Ruhua!

He sensed it and instantly discovered that Jiang Ruhua was heading towards Yuntian City.

 “Junior sister, run quickly!”

Without thinking, Qi Yuan rushed directly into junior sister Jiang Lingsu's room and grabbed Jiang Lingsu's wrist.

 After all, looking at Jiang Ruhua's appearance, with all kinds of talismans and formation disks hidden on his body, he is obviously very confident about taking down Qi Yuan.

"Ah... hello... senior brother, what are you doing!" Jiang Lingsu exhaled hot air through her nose, her almond-shaped eyes widened, looking very anxious.

One of her hands was held by Qi Yuan, and the other palm was holding the edge of the thin flesh-colored stockings, as if she was trying on the stockings.

The white and tender little feet stepped into the bottom of the stockings, and the slender calves fit tightly, and the skin was as white as jade, complementing each other.

The delicate jade-like thigh skin is exposed to the air, like the outline of stockings, making it look tight, plump and voluptuous.

 Under the light, a line of white light can be seen on the stockings from the knees to the feet.

Qi Yuan glanced at her and said, "Don't look at it if it's inappropriate." Then he moved his buttocks up like a half moon, hidden in the clouds and mist. Well, it was even more inappropriate.

 More than that, okay, that’s too offensive.

 The moon is so big, white and round tonight.

 Qi Yuan recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart.

“Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and emptiness is color…”

“Senior Brother, why are you in such a panic?” Jiang Lingsu’s pretty face flushed, “I’m changing into the clothes you gave me!”

“Hurry up and put on your clothes, your father is coming, he’s almost here!” Qi Yuan let go of his hand and let Jiang Lingsu cover up the spring light.

“What?” Jiang Lingsu’s face changed drastically.

If her father finds out that the senior brother is in her room now, I don't know what will happen.

Without any hesitation, she quickly put on her clothes.

 “Sir, let’s run!”

 “Well, it’s better to run farther away!”

This time, Qi Yuan decided to take his junior sister to the Genshin Sharing Meeting and the branch of the Qiudao Palace Feng Tianyu.

Since he was not in Dongtu, he didn't believe that his junior sister's father could escape.

  It’s better to name him Jiang Paopao.

About a quarter of an hour later, an extremely angry voice sounded in Yuntian City. “Young boy Qi Yuan, you can’t run away!”

 Obviously, Jiang Ruhua found another direction and pursued it.

 …

 Half a month later.

 At the Genshin Impact sharing meeting, strong people gather together.

It can be said that in the entire Canglan world, 90% of the powerful Yin gods have a clone coming.

In the hall, these ghosts exude a variety of terrifying auras. Even if they are dormant intentionally, they are still particularly terrifying when gathered together.

The man in white robe squinted his eyes and held a fish basket in his hand. The fish basket was empty.

 At this time, a voice came.

"Master Baiyu, aren't you in the Central Heaven Realm? In just half a month, you were able to arrive here in person. It seems... you have been interested in this blood-clothed sword **** for a long time."

The person who spoke was an old man with black hair. He had his hair **** and his left ear was missing.

This old man’s name is Zuo Er Great Lord, and he is a well-known casual cultivator in Canglan Realm.

"As the lord of the Central Realm, it shouldn't be wrong to meet the **** sword **** and discuss the great catastrophe, right?" Great Lord Baiyu is the strongest person in the Central Heaven Territory, and he is also the person closest to the great catastrophe.

It can be said that the number one person on the bright side of Canglan Realm is the Great White Fish.

“This blood-clothed sword **** has some strength. He can destroy Dark Sun and Shenhua Society. I’m afraid he has mythical combat power.

This kind of strength is enough to be proud of the world, but it can face great disasters. "A great master spoke, it was Huang Niu Dao.

“This time the Blood-clothed Sword God invited us to come, what do you think? Should we unite to deal with the catastrophe, or...” said a monk with a sinister eyebrow and a playful look in his eyes.

"What do you think, Hunqiong Monarch?" Baiyu Monarch asked the question to the sly-eyed monk.

 The other monks looked at the Hunqiong Master with fear in their eyes.

 Some great lords looked distressed and sent messages to their friends.

“Things are done secretly. This blood-clothed sword **** is too ostentatious. He has already announced it to the world before he has even started to deal with the catastrophe.

It’s okay to invite colleagues, but how come a traitor like the Poor Lord wants to come over? "

 Obviously, this impoverished gentleman had already taken refuge in the Great Tribulation and became a **** of the Great Tribulation.

Now, his clone is projected forward, confident and confident.

“I just feel that this blood-clothed sword **** is too young.

How long has he been famous and how long has he known about the great tribulation?

This time, I won’t get involved anyway and just sit aside and watch the show. "The poor gentleman doesn't have the temperament of a strong man at all. He even crossed his legs and looked particularly shy.

 When the Yinshen Lord or the Great Lord present saw this, their expressions changed one after another.

"Such a big matter cannot be decided in one day. I also think that the **** sword **** should think twice!"

 “Alas, I won’t get involved in this matter either.”

These Yin gods received a message from the Blood-clothed Sword God and came here to give face to the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 But dealing with the catastrophe...forget it.

The traitors are all here, discussing how to deal with the catastrophe. Why don’t you expose all the information to the catastrophe?

 Many of the great masters looked at the great master Baiyu, their eyes flickering, as if they were asking about the decision of the great master Baiyu.

Great Lord Baiyu looked calm and said slowly: "We monks are destined to die. If we die in a great calamity, it can be considered a worthy death."

　　　The great Lord Baiyu has already decided to die.

 He immediately lost control of himself and entered the realm of myth.

 When the time comes, your name will be left on the mythical monument.

It is probably impossible to leave even if you want to.

"It's a pity." The Great Lord Hunqiong sighed, and he did not hide it. "After the death of the Blood-clothed Sword God, the Original God Sharing Club and the Divine Flower Club seem to have lost their master. Please don't compete with me. I will take good care of you." Be kind to the descendants of the Blood-clothed Sword God."

Hongqiong Dazun has nothing to fear.

He came only as a clone, and his true body was not revealed. He was hidden in the Canglan Realm. Even if Shinhwa took action, he could not be found.

 Furthermore, many of the great lords here know his identity as an adulterer.

When he received the invitation to the Genshin Impact Sharing Party, to be honest, he was a little confused.

Still, he came.

 Now that we’ve arrived, let’s start taking action.

 When the **** sword **** dies and the catastrophe of resistance comes to an end, he might still be able to make a little profit.

Facing the shameless words of the Hunqiong Master, many Yin Shen and Masters present changed their expressions slightly.

 But they were helpless with the great master Nahunqiong.

The great master Hunqiong immediately smiled: "Don't be too depressed. This **** sword **** can even destroy the Mountain of Destiny. Maybe he has some abilities. This time... you great masters, it is better not to suppress yourselves and step into the myth." For good.”

These words are a bit heart-wrenching.

 Once you step into the myth, you have no choice but to fight to the death.

Hunqiong Dazun said this with sinister intentions.

The Great Master Baiyu glanced at the Master Hunqiong and said nothing.

 A gentleman does not associate with villains, as this will make him feel bad.

 The atmosphere on the field was very solid for a time.

Except for a few main battles, most Yinshen and Great Masters are undecided.

 After all, with the Hunqiong Master around, this conspiracy will fail no matter what.

Even if you have the intention to resist the catastrophe, you don’t dare to show it at this moment.

 At this big gathering, people were unpredictable and had different thoughts.

 At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuation in the void ahead.

 The Yinshen present, whether they were venerables or great lords, all looked forward.

A man wearing a **** robe appeared with a touch of blood. He was holding a sleeve robe and looked quite relaxed and casual.

There is a hint of coquettishness on his extraordinarily handsome face, and a sharp and cold light can be seen in his gentle and jade-like eyes.

“You guys drank the tea well, are you acclimated?” Qi Yuan spoke, and his words were the most ordinary.

  But it also represents his concern for these ghosts.

The old man gathered from the north of Tiannanhai. If he was dissatisfied with the soil and water, he spit down his site and diarrhea.

These Yinshen Lords quickly stood up to express their opinions.

“The blood-clothed sword god’s resistance to the great calamity is of great importance, so we should take a long-term approach!”

“No matter what, I am willing to fight side by side with the **** sword **** to defeat the great calamity together!”

“I’m looking at you and cheering for you.” Hunqiong said with a smile.

"This matter is too big and needs further discussion." Many Yin gods have already decided to retreat.

The Great Lord Baiyu was filled with sighs when he saw this scene.

 No matter what time, it seems that all the Yin gods in the Canglan world cannot reach a consensus.

 Resistance to catastrophe will always be the indomitable power of a few people.

 “You guys are making a little noise.”

Qi Yuan stretched out a finger, and the original hall became silent for an instant.

The Great Master, who was still speaking, suddenly found that he couldn't hear his own voice.

 They were frightened and became even more fearful when facing the **** sword god.

But he saw the blood-clothed sword **** speaking, his voice a bit cold.

“I invite you not to seek your support or opposition.

 I am here to inform you that this meticulous plan to "Eliminate the Great Tribulation in Qiyuan" will be implemented personally by me in three days! "

 The aura on Qi Yuan's body was high and as deep as the sea.

“Three days later, I will go to the central heaven in person to kill the great catastrophe!”

"And after you return, you should tell the world that the "Qiyuan Elimination Tribulation" has been launched. If there is something strange in this world, the people do not need to panic, just pretend that nothing happens."

The great masters and venerables present all looked at Qi Yuan, their expressions moved as they listened to his high-spirited speech.

 He alone can remove great calamities?

How dare you!

 (End of this chapter)