The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? Chapter 260

Chapter 260 Shameless!

 In the Phoenix Palace, Lord Jasmine was lying on the bed, with a playful smile flashing between his brows.

“It's so urgent that the two of them are facing each other so quickly.”

Lord Jasmine exhaled like a orchid, and the Blood-clothed Sword God went head-to-head with Lord Wu Jun. This was a part of her plan.

  She was surprised that this day came so quickly.

In the ancient mirror in front, a man in navy blue robes turned his back to Lord Jasmine and made a sound.

“Who do you think will win in this battle?”

 “You don't have to think about it, of course it's Lord Wu Jun.” Lord Jasmine smoothed her hair up with her slender fingers.

Master Wu Jun is a strong man who can reach the peak of the four steps in the sky.

The Blood-clothed Sword God can only reach four steps in the sky at most in the Canglan Realm, so he is no match for the Great Lord Wu.

“My opinion is different from yours.” The figure from behind in the ancient mirror said in a low voice.

“What, can the blood-clothed sword **** still win?” Lord Jasmine chuckled, “If he can win, I might really love him to death, so why not be a desperate mandarin duck with him for a day?”

The back figure in the ancient mirror seemed not to have heard the words of Lord Jasmine, and said to himself: "He is the one who challenged the Lord Wujun.

 I have always believed that whoever challenges will win. "

From his point of view, the Blood-clothed Sword God is not confident, so how can he challenge the Lord Wu.

 After all, when you reach that state, how can you do anything uncertain?

 So, Lord Jasmine has been in charge of the secret treasure of mythology for many years, and many strong men have secretly coveted it, but no one dared to steal it openly. The same reason applies.

“If I had never seen the Blood-clothed Sword God, I would still believe what you said.

 But he...cannot be judged by common sense. "Master Jasmine recalled the meeting with the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 Generally, when you meet a great master, your conversation will be as polite as flowing water in a mountain.

How could someone like him love me so much at every turn, so why didn't he hide the secret of the myth to me?

 When he spoke, he did not leave any escape route for himself.

“Then we'll see.” After finishing speaking, the figure in the ancient mirror fell silent again.

Lord Jasmine stood up, with colorful clothes draped over her slender and well-fitted body. Her exposed calves were wrapped in stockings as thin as cicada wings. It seemed that a kiss mark like a tattoo could be seen faintly.

 “The slave family then went to Qiudao Palace to see the excitement.”

At this time, all the Yin gods from all over Fengtian Territory who were not far from Qiudao Palace rushed to Qiudao Palace.

 They regretted not being able to see this battle, but they had to rush to the scene to see the result as soon as possible.

 Such a great battle, if you are not careful, may lead to the difference between life and death.

 They naturally had to join in the fun. A life-and-death battle between great masters was rare in ten thousand years.

 Not long after, a terrifying aura descended on the Qiudao Palace.

 Six Yin gods descended.

These Yin gods are headed by Jasmine and the Seven Shang Old Man.

 Six Yin Gods came, and the Zifu monks in the Qiudao Palace trembled. Where in their lives had they seen so many Yin Gods at once?

"It's a pity that this divine battle happened too hastily and I didn't have the opportunity to watch it." The old man Qishang is the great master of the demon realm, and his body is a monster. No one knows what kind of monster it is.

 Now, he has settled in Fengtian Territory.

 He smiled and stood beside Lord Jasmine.

Jasmine's eyes were charming: "I don't know if there is still a chance to meet that interesting man."

 The person she is referring to is the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 When the great masters fight, it is very likely that a Yin Shen will fall.

Li Yaxian and her granddaughter stood aside, both of them looked hesitant. What happened today was too exaggerated and outrageous, and now they still felt like they were in a dream.

 Hearing the words of Lord Jasmine, both of their faces turned pale.

The Blood-clothed Sword God...if he dies, what should we do?

The two of them were confused, but no one among the monks present cared about them.

 At the same time, in the virtual realm.

 The vast divine realm is as big as a star, filled with the aura of pure gold.

Qi Yuan's eyes were calm. He looked at the Lord Wu Jun in front of him: "Now I know...how small is your divine domain?"

Master Wu Jun swallowed hard.

After the terrifying figure cast his divine realm, his divine realm collapsed almost instantly.

The same is Jin Ling, and he and the horror figure in front of him are not a magnitude.

How could there be such a divine realm in the world?

"What is this?" Lord Wu Jun was no longer calm. His previous pride and fighting spirit were shattered by the appearance of King Taibai Taihaoxing.

"Do you have bad eyesight?" Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at Lord Wu Jun, "You can't recognize such a big divine infant. This is my divine infant."

Qi Yuan spoke truthfully with a hint of showing off.

Mr. Wujun was speechless.

 At the beginning, the **** sword **** sacrificed the divine infant.

 But the divine infant said "obey" and turned into a majestic... mythological powerhouse.

Although, the state of the mythical powerhouse in front of me seems quite wrong, and the realm of the gods is too large.

“Senior Blood-clothed Sword God... is joking.” Lord Wu Jun lowered his head.

Having mixed feelings in my heart.

 A legendary mythical powerhouse, the top person in the Canglan world, actually challenged him.

Is there any natural reason for bullying him, a newcomer who has four steps in the sky?

"I surrender this battle!" Lord Wu Jun lowered his head and admitted defeat directly.

How can we fight this battle?

The level gap is too big, just admit defeat.

 His heart is quite complicated.

He really wanted to tell Qi Yuan, you are a myth, just say it, you have to challenge him.

"Admit defeat?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, "Hand over the technique."

 Before the battle, the two made a bet.

If Qi Yuan wins, he will receive all the skills practiced by Lord Wu Jun.

If Qi Yuan is defeated, he must stay away from Lord Jasmine forever and must not get involved in the secret treasure of myths.

Without any hesitation, Master Wu Jun handed a jade slip to Qi Yuan. He said respectfully: "These are all the exercises I have practiced."

 His heart was full of mixed emotions.

Today's events are so illusory that they even feel like they are in a dream.

"In that case, let's go back. I'm in a hurry and have other important things to do." Qi Yuan said seriously, too lazy to talk nonsense here.

 “Okay.” Lord Wu Jun agreed quickly.

 The two figures disappeared in the virtual world at this moment.

　About ten breaths of time passed, and a rust-red machine bird appeared in the virtual world.

This machine bird's entire body seems to be forged from fine iron. Perhaps it has experienced too much time and its entire body is covered with rust. It only has one single eye and the other eyeball is broken.

 The sound of machinery also sounded at this moment.

“The target is the blood-clothed sword god, an unknown mythical strongman whose trump card is. This mythical strongman is in a strange state, and it is suspected that he can only exert his peak strength of six steps to the sky.”

This rusty red mechanical bird analyzes the information and then passes the information to the four generals of the Lei family.

 In the Qiudao Palace, there was a sudden fluctuation in the space.

 All the Yinshen present looked over, with curious expressions in their eyes.

They wanted to see who came out and how many people came out. However, before the people came out, a voice sounded in the hearts of all the gods.

“There are so many ghosts and ghosts here. What day is it today? Is it the Chinese New Year? Is the party going to be held?”

Following this voice, Qi Yuan appeared in a blood-red robe.

Wearing blood armor, Lord Wujun stood behind Qi Yuan, like a little follower.

This scene really shocked all the Yinshen present.

Master Wujun's actions and reactions have already shown the outcome of this battle.

 He... was defeated!

Zi Fu from the Qiudao Palace had a look of disbelief on his face.

They came to the Dao Palace, and the Master Wu Jun, the man behind the three realms, was defeated by the blood-clothed sword god.

They looked at Lord Wu Jun, as if they could not accept this result, and wanted to get his personal recognition from Lord Wu Jun.

 “I...lost.” Lord Wu Jun spoke and admitted directly without any hesitation.

Hearing this, the complexion of Yin Shen present changed slightly, and the way he looked at Qi Yuan also changed.

Especially the Lord Jasmine and the Seven Injuries Old Man, if before, they only treated the Blood-clothed Sword God as a junior with some strength, now, they treat them as peers.

“The Blood-clothed Sword God's magic is amazing, I admire him.” The old man with seven wounds also expressed his kindness to Qi Yuan.

Lord Jasmine gave Qi Yuan a wink and said, "When will you go to Feng Palace to sit down and talk with the slave family?"

 The rest of the Yinshen Lords also introduced themselves and congratulated Qi Yuan on his victory in this battle.

Master Wu Jun stood behind Qi Yuan, silent.

 Qi Yuan said hello to the old man Qishang, and then his eyes fell on Lord Jasmine.

 “Don't you like me?

Today I defeated the Great Lord Wu. Isn't it majestic and masculine? "

 Qi Yuan said, raising his arms.

 Unfortunately, when he became a cultivator, he no longer sweated and had no smell.

Lord Jasmine squinted her eyes and had an ominous premonition in her heart after hearing Qi Yuan's words.

Sure enough, she heard Qi Yuan say.

"You should love me more, shouldn't you take this opportunity to confess your love to me? As long as you give me the Mythical Secrets as a gift, I will reluctantly agree to be your one-day boyfriend."

　　The Yinshen couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

This blood-clothed sword **** is indeed as wonderful as the legend says.

The smile on Lord Jasmine's face froze, and she smiled awkwardly: "You are too... too impatient. I will be shy."

“A high-quality man like me is very popular in the dating market.

If you don't hurry up, you won't have the chance to be so close to me in the future. "Qi Yuan said seriously.

 Now he still likes Lord Jasmine.

Perhaps if he plays another game, he will become someone that Lord Jasmine cannot reach.

Great Lord Jasmine smiled charmingly, but did not answer directly.

Qi Yuan didn't bother to say anything anymore, but shrugged. Suddenly, he looked at the Zi Mansion that had besieged him before.

He said to the Lord Wu in a sonorous voice: "I won the challenge against you. Now it's my turn to challenge these old monsters, right?"

 He looked at the purple mansions with a fighting spirit.

 Back to a month ago, these old guys would be Bai Yueguang whom he cherished the most.

But today is different from the past. These old guys are a bit old and have faded appearance, and their attractiveness is not as good as before.

 Qi Yuan's words will not be able to deal with those evil spirits.

Those Zifus also looked at each other in shock.

 Have you made a mistake?

 Having just defeated the Great Master, are you coming to challenge the Zi Mansion?

It's a pity that these Zifus were trembling and did not dare to speak at all when facing Qi Yuan.

This bloody-robed sword **** has bullied them into being old and helpless!

The Blood-clothed Sword God kills people like crazy. If they reply and make the Blood-clothed Sword God unhappy and are killed by a sword, then even if they are really dead, no one will avenge them.

Master Wu Jun was also quite depressed and could not understand Qi Yuan's brain circuit.

 He said solemnly: "On behalf of the Zifu of Qiudao Palace... I admit defeat."

“Master Wujun, how can you cover your mouth and beg these Zifus in the Dao Palace?

 You did so before they expressed their opinions.

What if they don't want to admit defeat and want to fight me openly? "Qi Yuan looked at the Zifu monks with doubts in his expression.

“Do any of you dare to accept my challenge?”

Master Wu Jun was completely speechless.

Among the group of Zifus, a slovenly Taoist appeared tremblingly, his voice extremely respectful.

“Blood-clothed Sword God, I admit defeat and am willing to dedicate my skills to my seniors!”

Upon seeing this, the rest of the Zifu also hurriedly said respectfully.

“We are willing to admit defeat and dedicate our skills to our seniors!”

 Dozens of Zifu surrendered at the same time, with extremely respectful expressions.

 Accept the challenge, even if you give them ten thousand courages, they would not dare to do so.

At this time, what else can you do besides admitting defeat and dedicating your skills?

Qi Yuan smiled brightly and looked at Lord Wu: "See, this is what people want. They were impressed by my charm and took the initiative to admit defeat."

Qi Yuan sighed in his heart.

 Those who have attained the right will be helped a lot, while those who are unjust will receive little help. This is what it means.

Master Wu Jun did not dare to answer the conversation at all. He was afraid that he would say that they were forced.

"I admit your defeat, and I also accept your exercises. Don't be so enthusiastic, it's embarrassing." Qi Yuan took over the exercises, feeling proud.

It would be great if all the old guys in Guangming Palace were so sensible.

If they were sensible and dedicated their skills to him, not even their bones would be left.

However, thinking of something, Qi Yuan continued: Where are the remaining Zifus? When will they return to Qiudao Palace and I will challenge them one by one? "

Master Wujun replied expressionlessly: "Within today, all the Zifus will come back."

This time he was smart and didn't ask those Zifus to admit defeat.

"Yeah." Qi Yuan nodded, "Now that I have defeated everyone in your Qiudao Palace, according to the agreement, should your Qiudao Palace do things for me?"

The original agreement was that Qi Yuan would conquer the great Lord Wu and all the Zifu.

 Qiu Daogong wants to give him all the skills and at the same time do things for his Genshin Sharing Club.

Master Wu Jun was silent for a while and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to admit defeat. From now on, I will be at the mercy of my senior in Qi Dao Palace!"

 The expressions of all the Yin Shens on the stage changed slightly as soon as these words were said.

Master Jasmine and Old Man Seven Shang also showed intriguing expressions.

　　If the Lord Wu Jun lost to the Blood-clothed Sword God, it was beyond their expectations, but it was still within their acceptance range.

Master Wu Jun's gesture is directly like loyalty.

This shows that the Great Lord Wu was not only defeated, but also defeated miserably. Otherwise, how can we say "at your disposal"!

 In their hearts, their evaluation of the Blood-clothed Sword God has reached a new level.

At this time, Qi Yuan, who had barely defeated Qiudao Palace, looked at the six Yin gods present.

He said slowly: "It just so happens that most of the Yin gods from Fengtian Territory have come today, and I have something to tell you.

 Since you are all here, I will inform you now.

I have established a Genshin Impact Sharing Club, um... in order to cope with the catastrophe, I hope you can support me. "

 (End of this chapter)

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