MTL - The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?-Chapter 387 You are a disciple of the Blood-clothed Sword God, then who am I?
Chapter 387 You are a disciple of the Blood-clothed Sword God, then who am I?
"How...how much?" Qiong Yunting's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe her ears.
Qi Yuan glanced at her and said speechlessly: "Did you not remove earwax last night and blocked your ears? You didn't even hear me when I said it so loudly, 1.05 billion spiritual stones!"
Qi Yuan was afraid that there was a lot of earwax in her ears and she would raise her voice.
The sound spread throughout the hall.
Suddenly, many people stared at Qiong Yunting's ears.
Some people who are not at home even cover their mouths and laugh.
Hearing this, Jiang Lingsu hugged Qi Yuan's arm and almost put her face on Qi Yuan's arm, laughing non-stop.
She felt like she was breathing heavily.
Qiong Yunting's face suddenly turned red and she became angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? I...I took out earwax!"
"It seems that he didn't pay enough for it, and he wasn't diligent." Qi Yuan concluded directly.
They should remove each other's earwax at night before going to bed.
This red-robed monk actually found out the details of the Wang family so clearly.
At this time, Wang Yunteng, who was wearing a green robe, spoke with an extraordinary air: "Fellow Taoist is from the Jiang family... my son-in-law. Are you here to borrow the spiritual stone at the Divine Infant Banquet?"
It is not as simple as borrowing money.
“Blood Clothes Alliance?”
Qiong Yunting was short of breath. Even though she had already established the foundation, she was still breathless by Qi Yuan's words.
Wang Yunteng doesn’t know whether 1.05 billion spiritual stones can buy Yuntian City.
"I'm here for an appointment this time. Do you want to lend me the money?" He held out his palm.
She had expected that rumors would spread throughout Yuntian City today that Fairy Qiong Yunting did not like to pick out earwax.
Wang Yunteng looked at Qi Yuan with an arrogant expression: "The Jiang family is a big family in the East. They have encountered some problems with their property in Yuntian City. Lord Benzhen knows something about it. How many spiritual stones are needed?"
Qi Yuan had a smile on his face.
A look of displeasure flashed in Wang Yunteng's eyes: "1.05 billion spiritual stones, are you kidding me?
With so many spirit stones, I’m afraid even Yuntian City can buy them! "
“You!” Qiong Yunting’s eyes were red and she almost cried because of Qi Yuan’s words.
This time, Jiang Lingsu's face turned red.
Today, I am here to play with my junior sister and have nothing to do.
“1.05 billion!” Qi Yuan said again.
He thought for a while and replied: "Behind me stands...the Blood Clothes Alliance!"
“Hey, actually, don’t be shy, be bold and clean out your earwax now, otherwise I will be very tired by talking so loudly.” Qi Yuan continued to persuade.
He directly used his own power.
Other monks also looked at Qi Yuan with strange expressions, and some looked like they were watching a show.
Qi Yuan was a little excited as he spoke, and his words were also inflammatory.
But it is definitely enough to buy Zifu Daxiu's life.
Before the Divine Infant Banquet was held, he heard Qiong Yunting mention Qi Yuan and Jiang Lingsu.
He felt that this Taoist couple did not remove earwax every day.
Hearing this, Qi Yuan stretched himself.
Wang Yunteng naturally knew the truth. He sneered and said: "I wonder who is standing behind Brother Qi, who has such confidence to borrow 1 billion spiritual stones!"
Qiong Yunting's eyes were red. She originally thought about how to humiliate Qi Yuan, but she had long forgotten it.
“I’m not joking, it’s calculated.
When the surrounding monks saw this, some were watching the show while others stayed away.
No wonder those second-generation ancestors always like to say, who is my father, who is my grandfather, and who is my master.
"No, I'm not a son-in-law, and I don't pour foot-washing water." Qi Yuan shook his head, "Today, the earwax fairy said that her husband's family is very rich. If I am short of money, I can come to the Divine Infant Banquet. Her husband will Solve my problem."
As for the Ear Wax Fairy, her family is even poorer. She has a gambling father, a seriously ill mother, and an ineffective younger brother. The family only has about 50 million spiritual stones. "
Wang Yunteng's expression did not change, and the way he looked at Qi Yuan also became different.
This feeling of bullying others is really a bit refreshing!
To be honest, he has never bullied others.
After saying this, Qi Yuan felt a little refreshed.
Jiang Lingsu approached Qi Yuan and did not feel the aura of the divine infant monk. Jianshui looked at Qi Yuan with her eyes, and her mentality had undergone many changes.
Your Wang family has forty-five spiritual stone mines, operates five auction houses, and has stakes in more than 300 commercial firms. If they were all sold, they would be worth 1 billion spiritual stones.
“Don’t be shy, sisters, we must refuse to be ashamed of picking out earwax and be ourselves openly!
I once knew a fairy who even created her own way of picking noses in order to better pick her nose. You should learn from her and don’t care about other people’s opinions! "
The powerful aura belonging to the Divine Infant Monk swept through him at this moment.
At that time, he also promised that he would give Qi Yuan's prestige a good shake, and if possible, he would take possession of the Jiang family's property in Yuntian City.
The faces of the guests present changed slightly, and some had a look of fear on their faces.
“He’s actually from the Blood Clothes Alliance!”
“He was clothed in **** robes…”
“The Wang family has been targeted by the Blood Clothes Alliance. It’s over!”
Who doesn’t know about the Blood Clothes Alliance today?
The experience of the **** sword **** can be regarded as inspirational.
Leaving home in middle age and embarking on the path to immortality, he became a late bloomer.
When I returned home, I found that my daughter had been humiliated by the Palace of Light and put in a doghouse!
Thus, the blood-clothed sword **** started his legendary journey with hatred.
Destroy the Palace of Light, kill the Yin God, and create the Blood Clothes Alliance!
Later, he offended the Shenhua Club and was banned.
The **** sword **** went to the headquarters of the Shenhua Club alone and killed the leader of the Shenhua Club with one sword!
The Shenhua Club has also become the object in the palm of the Blood-clothed Sword God.
The Blood-clothed Sword God is also the most famous legendary figure in Eastern Earth and more than 20 surrounding areas.
If the blood-robed man really had the Blood-clothed Alliance standing behind him, the Wang family would be really in danger!
In Helanzhou, the Wang family is the overlord.
But if the Blood Clothes Alliance takes action against the Wang family, it won't work even if the Wang family has Wang Yunteng who has the talent of a yin god.
While everyone was worried about Wang Yunteng, Wang Yunteng gave a rare chuckle, with sarcasm in his laughter: "These days, all the deceptions and abductions are coming to my Wang family.
Did you know that the senior Blood-clothed Sword God from the Blood-cloth Alliance has agreed and will immediately accept Ben Zhenjun as a disciple? "
Wang Yunteng said proudly.
The important thing that the Wang family wants to announce at this Divine Infant Banquet is the news that Wang Yunteng has been accepted as a disciple by the Blood-robed Sword God.
“What, Wang Zhenjun was attracted by the senior Blood-clothed Sword God and accepted him as his disciple?”
“It’s great to congratulate me, this is really enviable...Kun’er is turning purple!”
“This is a real dragon from the Wang family!”
“Wang Yunteng’s talent is outstanding. If he were to participate in the Eastern Territory Talent List, he would definitely be one of them. It is understandable that he would be favored by the Blood-clothed Sword God and be accepted as his disciple!”
“I didn’t expect that the senior Blood-clothed Sword God would also accept disciples!”
Everyone on the scene was shocked and extremely envious.
“Then Qi Yuan actually made trouble for the Wang family. Isn’t this because the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple?”
“This red-robed monk is in trouble!”
These people looked at Qi Yuan with regret on their faces.
Even if he is really a member of the Blood-clothed Alliance, if he offends a disciple of the Blood-clothed Sword God, he will be finished.
At this time, Qi Yuan was confused.
The development of the situation was a bit beyond his expectation.
“Hey, that’s a bit too much, I’m obviously the Dragon King and God of War!”
“What are you shocked by?”
“Also, why are you stealing the show of my crooked mouth?”
Qi Yuan Wuyu was in a rare good mood and accompanied his junior sister to play the role of Dragon King and God of War, but failed.
He looked at Wang Yunteng and said calmly: "You said you are a disciple of the Blood-robed Sword God, what evidence is there?
If you were his disciple, I...I would be the father of the Blood-clothed Sword God! "
Qi Yuan was going to say that he was the **** sword god.
But the other party is not the disciple of the Blood-clothed Sword God, he is the Blood-clothed Sword God, so this sentence cannot take care of each other, and it may be a wrong sentence.
“You dare to be disrespectful to the Blood-clothed Sword God. You are finished. No one in this eastern land can protect you!” Wang Yunteng had murderous intent in his eyes.
It seemed that he really regarded the **** sword **** as his master.
“Call out your master, the Blood-clothed Sword God, and let me see!” Qi Yuan put his hands on his hips.
He wanted to see if there was anyone with the same name as him. Doesn’t this mean that... his copyright has been infringed?
You have to ask him for some compensation.
“The bloody-robed sword **** is not here, but I am.”
At this moment, an old voice came.
I saw an old man wandering out, with a wine gourd hanging on his waist and a strong smell of alcohol on his body.
The tip of his nose is red, which is obvious rosacea.
He appeared suddenly, seemingly escaping the perception of everyone present.
The monks present looked fearful when they saw the old man appearing.
Because he seemed to appear out of thin air.
“I’ve seen the Drunken Master!” Wang Yunteng immediately saluted respectfully, and then said, “The Drunken Master is a legendary immortal figure. Even my master, the bloody-robed Sword God, must address him as “Senior” when he sees him!”
Wang Yunteng introduced the Wine Master to everyone present.
The wine master took the wine flask and poured wine into his mouth.
The monks present smelled the aroma of wine and all looked shocked.
Because there seemed to be endless divine power brewing in the wine.
It seems that the Yin God used his own spiritual power to transform it into wine.
This drunkard must be a yin **** if he can drink such wine!
They looked at the drunkard and became more convinced.
Jiu Fuzi finished the wine in one gulp and burped: "Wang Yunteng is a very good kid with great talent. I like him very much.
It's a pity that I didn't want to accept a disciple because I didn't want it to be troublesome, so I gave him to the guy in blood clothes. "
Qi Yuan looked at the wine master with a calm expression.
In his eyes, everything about the drunkard was invisible.
The drunkard in front of me is indeed a strong Yin Shen, and he is also a great master, an extraordinary great master.
"Have you seen the Blood-clothed Sword God? If you throw Wang Yunteng to him, will he agree to accept him as a disciple?" Qi Yuan asked.
"I was slightly awake from a hangover and lying on the carriage. This guy in blood clothes was very considerate and kept vigil for me." The drunkard said carelessly, "It was his honor that I gave Wang Yunteng to him. He was eager to please me!"
The wine master said with a proud smile in his eyes.
Qi Yuan’s eyes were calm.
In the first half of the sentence, his nose grew slightly, which shows that... what the wine master said was false, and Xueyi did not keep vigil for him.
In the second half of the sentence, the nose has not changed, which shows that what the wine master said is true, or in other words, he thinks it is true.
"You are so confident. I am 99% sure that the Blood-clothed Sword God will not accept him as his disciple." Qi Yuan said lightly.
"In this matter, even if you are really the father of the Blood-clothed Sword God, the Blood-clothed Sword God still has to listen to me." Jiu Fuzi was full of confidence, "In this world, the stronger the master, the more powerful he will be, the more he will ask for." I, because I am the only one who can give them a way to survive!"
The wine master Zi said boldly, full of pride.
Qi Yuan looked calm: "I heard that the Blood-clothed Sword God is the strongest in the world. Does he still need you to help him survive?"
"Little baby, you don't understand." The wine master said, "I take off my shoes, and the **** sword **** has to put them on for me.
Aren’t you from the Blood Clothes Alliance? Call him over and I’ll ask him to perform a show of putting on my shoes! "
The wine master is as confident as a peerless expert.
The faces of the monks present changed greatly, and some were as silent as a cicada.
Because what this drunkard said was too exaggerated.
Only, if the Blood-clothed Sword God really hears it, I'm afraid...
“Hehe, I dare to say this because I am confident.
The Blood-clothed Sword God is very powerful, but there is no name on the mythical monument, hehe... that's all. "The wine master continued.
Wang Yunteng said at this time: "There are big sects and hidden organizations in the world. Master Jiu is the deputy leader of a hidden organization!"
When the others heard this, they were shocked.
Could it be said that this drunkard is a real dragon?
However, neither the blood-robed sword **** nor the drunken master are people they can afford to offend.
Jiu Fuzi looked at Qi Yuan with a sad expression: "Boy, please help me put on my boots. I won't care about the offense today.
Otherwise... Hey, if you make me unhappy, your sect, that girl behind you, and the Jiang family will all become gray! "
Hearing this, Qi Yuan looked calm: "The atmosphere in the world of cultivating immortals is really corrupt.
Just now, I wiped out the Feng family, and when I came here... I met another potential murderer.
Sigh, why are there so many bad people in the world when I work so hard? "
A gust of wind blew by, and Qi Yuan's **** robe moved instantly.
The monks present were slightly stunned when they heard Qi Yuan's words.
What? The Feng family was wiped out?
They were shocked, as if they heard something terrible.
Suddenly, they thought of something and looked at Qi Yuan in surprise.
Today is Wang Yunteng’s Divine Infant Banquet. It stands to reason that the Feng family will also come in person, but no one has come yet.
this…
They hurriedly transmitted the message quickly.
"Destroy the family?" The wine master frowned, and his powerful spirit swept over at this moment. Suddenly, the tragic situation of the Feng family came into view.
He glanced at Qi Yuan with a look of surprise in his eyes: "You are so awesome, you really wiped out the Feng family!"
Jiu Fuzi said, his powerful soul attacked Qi Yuan at this moment, wanting to see Qi Yuan's details clearly.
However, his powerful soul touched Qi Yuan, like a spring breeze entering water, without causing any waves.
"You kid..." the wine master looked suspicious, "could it be that he really is the bloody-robed sword god's father?"
When the monks present heard this, they were all a little confused.
After a while, countless messages were passed to their ears, and their eyes on Qi Yuan completely changed.
Because, just now they got the news that the Feng family was wiped out.
The people from Feng Palace seemed to be rushing to Yuntian City to apologize.
Because, the one who destroyed the Feng family was… the legendary sword **** in blood.
They were shocked and puzzled.
How come they only know about such a big thing now?
They have no idea that where Qi Yuan appears, ten suns will shine in turn, and the effect of forgetfulness will be aggravated.
“The bloody-robed sword god, he is the bloody-robed sword god!” A divine infant monk trembled, his heart shocked.
They never expected that the **** sword **** would appear here.
Moreover, it seems that he is still the Jiang family’s son-in-law!
The monk who had secretly laughed at Qi Yuan before, turned extremely pale at this moment.
The rest of the people's expressions became awed.
"Meet the bloody-robed sword god!" Immediately, a divine infant monk saluted.
The other monks also saluted.
Although the drunkards brag a lot and seem to be strong, they have no idea how strong they are.
The Bloody Sword God is different, he is really ruthless.
Wang Yunteng's face turned pale when he saw this.
Qiong Yunting also had a look of disbelief in her eyes. She glanced at Jiang Lingsu and then at Qi Yuan, her expression on the verge of collapse.
Only the drunkard was just a little surprised and still sat there, as if he were sitting on a fishing platform.
“Are you the Blood-clothed Sword God? Come on, give me some boots!”
Jiu Fuzi’s voice was filled with confidence, a sign of confidence in his powerful strength.
When the other monks present heard this, their eyes showed shock.
Wang Yunteng's face turned pale, and he was really looking forward to it. This drunkard...don't be a big talker.
Otherwise, the Wang family will really be doomed.
However, Wang Yunteng breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of the strangeness of the drunkard.
At this time, Qi Yuan looked at the wine master with a smile in his eyes: "To use an ancient saying, no one who is better than me is allowed to exist in this world of Canglan!"
He couldn't stand it, this drunkard was so good at pretending.
If he doesn't compete, he will feel itchy all over.
Of course, after the comparison, it is what Qi Yuan is best at...killing, killing, killing.
(End of this chapter)
