The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Why is the original magical power not considered a magical power?

 Chen Guo.

 Lingfengdu.

This place was originally a ferry, with boats and boats crossing it.

 Later, some strange things often happened here, and people passing by were often blown away by the inexplicable wind. The ferry was abandoned and few people came.

Now, the ferry is bustling again.

 Because, Guangming Palace invited the **** sword **** to meet at Lingfengdu.

At this time, a tall treasure ship stopped at Lingfeng Ferry, and three divine infant deacons from the Guangming Palace gathered here.

Two divine infants in the late stage and one divine infant in the middle stage. Their strength is comparable to that of several major sects in the Chen Kingdom.

At this time, on the treasure ship, in addition to the three divine infant deacons from the Guangming Palace, there were also many powerful divine infants from the Chen Kingdom.

"The so-called Blood-clothed Sword God is probably the Earth Sword Marquis. I thought this person was dead, but I didn't expect that he was still alive. He joined the Shenhua Society and caused trouble for several true monarchs." The speaker was Dongchang Gong, with a face on his face. With strong self-blame.

Zhenjun Wukong glanced at Dongchang Gong and said in a buzzing voice: "You are not to blame for this matter, it is the **** sword **** who is stirring up trouble!"

At first, Zhenjun Wukong came to the Chen Kingdom to visit and fell in love with Dijianhou's mansion.

 Under the mansion, there is a spiritual eye, which contains the essence of the treasure star.

This thing absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and contains the aura of golden evil, which is enough to carry the golden elixir locally.

 Hence, Wukong Zhenjun merely expressed his wishes.

 Dongchang Gong then drove everyone out of the Dijianhou Mansion.

At that time, the people in Dijianhou Mansion were unwilling to leave and were crying. When Zhenjun Wukong heard this, he felt irritated and blurted out: "Get to the kennel!"

Di Jianhou's ninety-year-old daughter was forced to live in a doghouse.

 Later, Duke Dongchang secretly took action and massacred the entire Dijianhou family.

 After all, if you have offended someone, then just eradicate it without leaving any further trouble!

 Dongchang Gong is here now just to embrace the thigh of Guangming Palace.

 After all, it seems that the Earth Sword Lord has changed his name to the Blood-clothed Sword God, and his cultivation seems to have improved, otherwise he would not dare to do this.

"The Sword Lord's family ended up like this, and they all brought it upon themselves. They offended the true king." Dongchang Zhengzheng said confidently, "When the blood-clothed sword **** comes, I must persuade him to let him know his way back and apologize to the Guangming Palace. Apologize."

 These words are just what Dongchang Gong said.

 He wished that the Blood-clothed Sword God would clash with the Palace of Light.

 Use the hands of Guangming Palace to get rid of the **** sword god.

 “Apologise, hum!” Zhenjun Wukong was angry.

This time the incident became a big deal and caused a stir in Cuiyun Continent.

He was practicing in seclusion, and when he was forced out of the seclusion, he came to this place where no one could **** to apologize. He was filled with anger?

 Apologise?

 The apology from Guangming Palace depends on whether the blood-clothed sword **** dares to accept it.

“This blood-clothed sword **** looks like a cowardless person at first glance. He only dares to secretly provoke him. I guess you won't be able to wait for him here.” A divine infant monk said.

At this time, many monks from Chen State were standing on the side of Guangming Palace.

He was even more angry and disgusted with the blood-clothed sword god, and wanted to get rid of him quickly.

 They were afraid that their status in the Palace of Light would be affected because of the incident with the Blood-robed Sword God.

“Why do the True Lords of Guangming Palace need to take action? If he comes, we will capture him and let him apologize to the True Lords of Guangming Palace!”

Hearing this, Wukong Zhenjun drank wine, and his dissatisfaction in coming to this place where birds didn't **** dissipated a lot.

At this time, outside the treasure ship, on a small boat, a young girl in green clothes was standing, followed by an old woman.

The old woman looked at the huge treasure ship and said softly: "The Palace of Light is here, Miss Ya, can you go and board the ship to talk about it?"

The old woman is a monk in the divine infant stage, and the girl in green clothes next to her is Yuan Dan, but the old woman has special respect for the girl in green clothes.

The girl in green, named Jiang Ya, is ranked fifteenth on the Eastern Prodigy List.

There are so many talented people in the Eastern Land that there is not even one person who can enter the list of talented people in the Eastern Land from hundreds of countries.

And this woman is ranked fifteen. If she is not beautiful and has a bad life, she will definitely become a powerful person in the Zifu in the future.

This kind of talent is enough to disdain the Eastern Land.

The most terrifying thing about Jiang Ya is not her cultivation talent, but her thorough knowledge of the world's martial arts, as well as her annotations and revisions.

It is precisely because of this that she was accepted as a disciple by the master of Dengtian Pavilion.

 This is something that the top three in the Eastern Prodigy List only dream of.

The master of the Dengtian Pavilion, named Old Man Wutian, is the person closest to the legendary realm of the Yin God among the powerful men of the Eastern Purple Mansion.

That is the Yin Shen realm. According to legend, it touches the realm of immortal gods.

Once Old Man Wutian steps into the Yin Shen, how can Jiang Ya's status be compared to the top three in the Eastern Land Talent List?

"No." Jiang Ya shook her head, "I'm here just because there may be some fights here to watch the fighting. I hate the Guangming Palace...Lingsu so much, how can I get involved with the Guangming Palace?"

 Dengtian Pavilion collects the laws of the world.

Jiang Ya is interested in any law in the world.

 For her in the Yuan Dan stage, she would benefit a lot from watching the battle between the Divine Infant monks.

 Her way is to adapt the law and create the law.

 She has been walking on this path persistently.

 Finally, after stepping into the Divine Infant, she can awaken the supernatural powers related to it.

Once she steps into the Zi Mansion and understands the nature of spiritual energy in this world, she will be able to understand her original magical power through Tao.

Jiang Ya thought of something and suddenly said: "If the blood-clothed sword **** is weak and is defeated quickly, Mr. Shi, please trouble you to go and fight with the people from the Guangming Palace. I want to see their Taoism."

Hearing the words, the old woman nodded: "I obey, Miss Ya."

 As night falls, a small boat floats on the water.

Jiang Ya stood in front of the boat, her consciousness immersed in the jade slips.

 Every moment, she practices her own way.

 The waves are vast and the moon is flowing over the river.

 Suddenly, Jiang Ya opened her eyes.

The old woman also raised her head, with a solemn look in her eyes.

In the waves of the sea, a man wearing a blood-colored robe was seen walking on the water.

A full moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on his body, and the refracted light turned out to be red.

 “What a powerful **** aura!”

 “How many people were killed?”

 “Blood-clothed Sword God?”

At this time, on the treasure ship of the Guangming Palace, the eyes of more than a dozen divine infants fell on the figure in blood-clothed robes on the water.

 Their eyes were filled with uncertainty and a hint of fear.

The three divine infants in the Guangming Palace were stunned for a moment when they saw the **** robes, and then Lord Wukong shouted loudly: "The blood is overwhelming, how many innocent souls have been caused by your men!

If I had known about such a troll for a long time, I would definitely kill you on the spot. How can I let you be a disaster to the world? "

Originally, the three divine infants from the Guangming Palace were thinking of making a superficial show of apology first, and then causing trouble for the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 But once they saw the **** sword god, they felt that there was no need to be superficial.

How many people were killed to create this strong **** aura all over the body?

 This is not a sword god, this is obviously a troll.

 Such a big demon can be killed directly.

Under the full moon, the blood-stained robe glowed with a strange light. His voice was hoarse and cold.

 At this time, Qi Yuan has already entered the state, acting as his own vest.

 “My daughter is innocent, articulate, and extremely smart.

 I wish I could pluck the stars and the moon from the sky and give them to her.

 The result...you actually forced her to live in a kennel, and the matter is not over yet! "

 When Duke Dongchang heard this, he looked surprised.

Naivety?

 Sharp and eloquent?

Di Jianhou, your ninety-year-old daughter doesn't even have many teeth, does she?

 However, the face of the blood-clothed sword **** in front of them seemed to be covered by a layer of blood mist, and they could not see his face clearly.

“With such a devil, all eighteen generations of our ancestors should go to hell!” Duke Dongchang also took the opportunity to say.

At this time, Qi Yuan had a look of doubt in his eyes: "Didn't you, Guangming Palace, come to apologize? Is this your attitude?"

 He came here precisely because Guangming Palace said it wanted to apologize.

 He is going to blackmail some.

"If you were a righteous monk, I would apologize for your minor mistakes, but...you, a demonic monk, do you deserve my apology?" Zhenjun Wukong once again stood on the moral high ground at this moment, feeling refreshed. Feeling refreshed.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan's eyes were filled with loss.

“It seems that I still overestimated the moral level of some people.”

“I originally thought that everyone in the Guangming Palace was a gentleman, with the world in mind.

The path to immortality is vast, but he is willing to conquer demons and eliminate demons. He can be said to be a true immortal.

It's a pity, it's a pity, I was still thinking that if you pay me some spiritual stones, I won't hold you accountable. "

 As Qi Yuan spoke, he looked really disappointed and lost his mind.

This made the three Guangming Palace Divine Infants on the treasure ship a little confused.

This person really admires their Guangming Palace?

“Hmph!” Zhenjun Wukong would not let go of the **** sword **** because of this. “A demonic monk is worthy of admiring our Guangming Palace?”

The late-stage divine infant next to him couldn't help but ask: "How many spiritual stones do you want to compensate?"

"She is my dearest daughter. The compensation must be at least...ten million..." Qi Yuan said, feeling that he was going to be short, so he cruelly increased the price, "Ten trillion spiritual stones!"

 On the treasure ship, everything was quiet.

About a few breaths of time passed, and an angry look appeared on Duke Dongchang's face: “Marquis Dijian, are you kidding the True Lord of Guangming Palace?”

 Ten trillion spiritual stones?

 How much this is, it's unimaginable!

The rest of the Chen Kingdom's divine infants also verbally attacked Qi Yuan at this moment.

“It's really ridiculous. First, he fabricated and slandered the true king of Guangming Palace, and now he is also deliberately extorting money. This kind of thief must be killed!”

 A group of divine infants criticized Qi Yuan and condemned him.

Zi Yuan faced the blame alone.

 He feels weak and helpless.

　　Although he made it up,...does it mean that it must be false?

 He was very angry, like a migrant worker who was owed wages: "I'll kill you!"

 Qi Yuan rushed directly to the treasure ship. There was a contemptuous smile in Zhenjun Wukong's eyes: "How many magical powers does a divine infant from a mere land of hundreds of countries have? Do you still dare to attack me?"

 The magical powers awakened by the Divine Infant Monk are also divided into categories.

 The ninth grade is the lowest and the first grade is the highest.

 Seven, eight, and nine are low-grade, and one, two, and three are high-grade.

 Beyond the first level, there are still higher ones.

And the magical power of Zhenjun Wu Kong is the first grade.

 The divine infants in places like the Land of Hundred Kingdoms mostly have low-grade magical powers, and even if they occasionally have magical powers, they are still of medium-grade.

Therefore, when the Divine Infant of the Guangming Palace comes here, it will be a dimensionality reduction attack, and the gap is too big.

On the boat, the old woman shook her head: "The three divine infants in the Guangming Palace all have high-level supernatural powers. There are twelve other divine infants on them. The blood-clothed sword god, it is quite unwise to act like this."

 The divine infants in the land of hundreds of countries all have too weak magical powers.

 The combat power is naturally lower than that of the Divine Infant of the Palace of Light.

Jiang Ya looked at the blood-clothed sword **** at this time, a look of doubt flashed in her eyes.

 For some reason, the blood-clothed sword **** gave her a strange feeling.

At this time, Qi Yuan was holding a blood-red sword with a ferocious look on his face: "Do you think you are the only ones with magical powers? I have them too!"

He held his sword and flew towards the treasure ship, like a **** crow in the night sky.

Zhenjun Wukong had a sneer in his eyes: "I'll meet you!"

 He flew away from the treasure ship and raised his hand toward the sky.

 “Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!”

 “The Sword of Glory!”

 “Kill all the evil spirits!”

 With his voice, endless sunlight fell on him.

 His whole person became holy and radiant.

With a lightsaber in his hand, he looked like a righteous person with an immortal demeanor.

With one sword, you can sweep away the evil spirits in the world.

Qi Yuan looked at the lightsaber and shook his head: "That's not how lightsabers are used. You have to change your clothes and remember to transform.

 No, you have to change your personality first, and then you can transform into a lightsaber! "

On Blue Star, in the short video, there was a period of lightsaber transformation that was quite popular.

 Ordinary clothing, then a lightsaber appears, and then under dim light, it turns into **** clothing.

 Among them, some versions are too large.

 The current King Wukong used magical powers and was evaluated by Qi Yuan as a lightsaber transformation.

The awe-inspiring righteousness radiated from Zhenjun Wukong, with anger on his face, like an angry god: "A brilliant sword with magical power, let's see how you catch it!"

 “How can you catch my magical power?”

 At this time, the **** sword in Qi Yuan's hand was finally unsealed.

 showing a terrifying and weird atmosphere.

Qi Yuan has not yet used it, only the blade of the sword is revealed, and the color of the water under his feet turns blood red.

 Red is spreading.

 Even the brilliant sunlight of the Brilliant Sword was contaminated by blood.

 Wukong Zhenjun seems to have fallen into the endless hell, entangled in blood.

 “Let me show you… my magical powers!”

The virtual world's ruler's inner demon is activated at this moment.

 The color of blood is no longer limited to that one-third of an acre of land.

 The entire Lingfengdu seemed to be sinking into a blood prison.

 The dark wind roars and the sea of ​​blood rolls!

 All the Divine Infant monks had expressions of astonishment and horror on their faces.

Zhenjun Wukong was even more frightened: "Original magical power..."

He was afraid, he flinched, but he fell into ruin.

The ruler of the virtual world, the heart demon guide, is engraved on the **** sword.

 With one sword move, it is comparable to the inscription-level supreme exerting its original magical power.

 The level of the original magical power of the ruler of the virtual world, Heart Demon Yin, is not low.

 Dealing with a divine infant?

 That's a nuclear weapon used to kill chickens!

 In just one breath, Zhenjun Wukong turned into a ball of blood.

Qi Yuan looked at the blood and showed off: "Is my magical power stronger than yours?"

 It is a pity that Wukong Zhenjun is dead and cannot answer him at all.

 On the treasure ship, those divine infants were trembling.

 Origin…supernatural power!

 The blood-clothed sword **** used his original magical power!

 Although many of them have never seen the powerful Zifu take action.

 But as soon as Qi Yuan took action, they knew that it was the original magical power!

 Original magical power is a method mastered by the great master of Zi Mansion.

 Seeing through the essence is simply not something that the Divine Infant can resist!

 The **** sword god... turned out to be a powerful man from the Zi Mansion!

 In the land of hundreds of countries, a great power from the Purple Mansion has appeared?

Duke Dongchang on the field felt a thump in his heart, and was extremely frightened.

 Why did it suddenly become Zifu?

The expressions of the remaining two Divine Infants of the Guangming Palace also changed drastically, but they still maintained a trace of composure.

 After all, there are dozens of Zifus in the Guangming Palace.

“Senior, using the original magical power to deal with the magical power of Zhenjun Wukong would be a bit too bullying.” The Divine Infant of Guangming Palace, who was arrogant and domineering just now, now speaks in a much softer tone.

He is not as domineering as before.

 However, the arrogance in his heart is still there.

  After all, they were born in the Palace of Light and had no direct enmity with the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 Zhenjun Wukong had a grudge against the Blood-clothed Sword God, so he killed him.

“How can the original magical power not be a magical power?” Qi Yuan said matter-of-factly.

In this sentence, he still plagiarized Wu Tong, but Wu Tong has been killed by him, so this is not considered plagiarism.

He said, holding a long sword in hand, and headed for the treasure ship.

The expression of the divine infant in Guangming Palace changed slightly: "Senior, do you want to kill them all?

　　Although the senior is from the Purple Mansion, there is no shortage of monks at the same level as the senior in our Guangming Palace.

 Furthermore, senior has already killed Zhenjun Wukong who humiliated you, so let's forget about it.

 Hope seniors need to think twice before taking action! "

 At this time, it is impossible to defeat him.

 I can only be reasonable.

“Humph.” Qi Yuan looked at these people coldly, “That's not what you said just now.”

 When he appeared just now, these divine babies kept insulting him.

 Furthermore, almost all the divine infants looked at him with murderous intent in their eyes, wanting to do justice for heaven immediately.

Now...you have a different face?

“Senior, have you really decided to be an enemy of our Guangming Palace?” the late-stage Divine Infant monk said coldly.

"It's you, Guangming Palace, who want to be my enemy!" Qi Yuan said without any further hesitation.

 The inner demons of the ruler of the virtual world burst out at this moment.

 The huge treasure ship seemed to be stained red with blood at this moment.

 All the divine infants on the boat looked crazy.

"No!"

“Ah, I shouldn't, shouldn't kill my brother and humiliate my sister-in-law!”

“I really didn't mean it. Who gave him such a high talent?”

 The inner demon emerged, and the magnificent treasure ship turned into a **** demonic realm in an instant.

More than a dozen divine infant monks, dancing and dancing, with ferocious faces, filled with inner demons, looked miserable, and eventually all died.

The slaves and singing girls on the treasure ship were trembling at this moment, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

 “It's boring, it's not even enough for my sword.” Qi Yuan put away his sword.

 These people in Guangming Palace are too weak, and he can't even use the power of the Golden Pill.

 He estimated that even the purple palaces in the Guangming Palace could not force him to sacrifice the golden elixir.

 Estimated...only the Royal Level Shocking Dragon Crown is worthy of him sacrificing the golden elixir.

 After all, according to what Bingshan Tyrant said, the Emperor-level Shocking Dragon Crown is enough to exert the power of the Yin God level.

 Yin Shen... is too strong.

That is a real immortal god!

 The immortal gods who do not appear in the world!

Mortals and monks must worship the immortal **** whenever they see him!

Qi Yuan sheathed his sword, glanced around, and said in a rolling voice: "Guangming Palace sent people to attack me under the guise of apology. It is unforgivable to not avenge this!"

I, the blood-robed sword god, officially declare war on the Palace of Light!

Either the Palace of Light will perish, or I will perish! "

 Qi Yuan shouted loudly, and the sound spread for dozens of miles.

All the monks who were besieged here were shocked and extremely moved.

This bloody-robed sword **** turned out to be a powerful man from the Purple Mansion!

 In the land of hundreds of countries, a great master of the Purple Mansion finally appeared!

 Qi Yuan waved his hand, and all the storage bags fell into his hands.

These white moonlights came all the way here to see him. There was no reason why he wouldn't take the gifts they gave them.

 After taking out the storage bag, he was about to leave when a gentle voice came: "Senior, please stay."

ps: There is another chapter very late. Please get up in the morning and read it. Sorry, sorry.

 (End of this chapter)

Chapter end