Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Chapter 21

Everyone's desire and ambition were ignited again.

The gray-robed Yao Nong showed worry, and some bitter sea cultivators in purple clothes had fanatical eyes and high-spirited fighting spirit.

Among them were three cultivators who wore blue shirts similar to those of Han Feiren who sat high on the strange peak of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, but the neckline was plain white without any pattern.

They just stood not far away, looking joking, with the corners of their mouths always raised, half a smile, but there was no clear purpose in their eyes.

The three cultivators of the Life Spring realm didn't say a word. They didn't seem to have much interest in the game, but their eyes were always on Nan Xiao.

"Girl, my name is Zhang Tianhao, and I am 32 years old. Don't blame me for bullying the younger, but I need those Baicaoye very much, so please accept my challenge!"

The first to stand up was a young man with a height of nine feet and a very handsome appearance.The purple clothes on his body are a bit worn out, obviously he has been trapped in the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm for many years.

There are strands of mist in Nan Xiaofeng's eyes. When they gather together, they form mountains, and when they disperse, they form rivers.

Eye technique, calm the storm.

This is the eye technique created by Nan Xiao after practicing several mortal sects' internal skills, combined with alchemy and feng shui's Wang Qi.

Precisely control the vitality, replace the sky with the eyes, and observe the trend of the mountains and rivers of the human body.

Although he couldn't see through Zhang Tianhao's internal pain, Nan Xiao could still observe Zhang Tianhao's body's vigorous and steady strength and excited burst of blood under the blessing of the storm of the eye technique.

The strength is strong, and the whole body is full of vitality, without obvious weaknesses.

After only using the eye technique to look at it for a few years, Nan Xiao deduced the battle situation that must be lost.

Zhang Tianhao has been entrenched in the sea of ​​bitterness for many years, and his divine power is naturally strong. If he is asked to sacrifice his weapons first, then it will be difficult to parry the crane and the dagger with fingering alone.

As for the Seven Steps of Zongshen, once you get close, you will be the one who will die.

When the mist cleared, Nan Xiao's phoenix eyes became clear again, her red lips moved slightly, and she said, "Sorry, I refuse."

Zhang Tianhao was slightly stunned, reluctant, and wanted to ask Nan Xiao to agree.

"Your strength is very strong, and you need to fight against the life spring practitioners to break through. Of course, if you just want to live a stable life, you can naturally grind it with Baicaoye slowly, so you don't have to always feel that you can't get past it. But I Unlike you, I, who have no way out, need victory more than you, so I refuse to lose the battle."

Nan Xiao was not unreasonable, she patiently explained Zhang Tianhao's plea despite her pale face.

The speechless Zhang Tianhao froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Most of the other cultivators in the Sea of ​​​​Bitter Realm were not too happy, they were all making noises, forcing Nan Xiao to submit.

"Let's fight, little girl!"

"You can't be so cowardly, Minnie!"

"It was me who fought him. After all, I am a mortal. I dare not fight, I am afraid."

"That dead old man Lin Xiao has much more ambition than this squishy white loach."

"So, at that time, Elder Lu didn't know what was going on in his head, but he was willing to use a leaf of the elixir! He raised a coward who didn't dare to fight!"

"Hey, who knows what he's thinking, maybe he's happy!"

"A mortal after all..."

"It seems like a waste, without any dignity, dare to refuse to fight."

……

The voices came from men and women, constantly abusing.

On the high platform, Han Feiren looked at Nan Xiao with great interest.

Orchids on the cliff, strong bamboos in the rainstorm, so what surprises will the beautiful Nan Xiao bring him next?

Many gray-robed medicine farmers around were about to cry. These people felt that they were insulted as mortals.

An eight or nine-year-old boy had red eyes, sucked his nose hard, and said angrily: "You are mortals when you open your mouth and shut your mouth, don't you come from mortals?"

Before he finished speaking, the little boy was gagged by a pair of big hands. "My lords, I'm sorry, I didn't discipline well, my young grandson offended everyone, please forgive me, I am willing to be punished on his behalf!" The white-haired old man hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"grandfather!"

The little boy's tears flowed even more fiercely.

"It's okay, I want to hear it, grandson of Yao Nong, continue." Han Feiren waved his hands, the blue marks in his eyes were a little solemn at this moment.

Seeing that his grandfather had been supported by the people next to him, the little boy became more courageous, so he stretched out his fat hand, pointed at Nan Xiao, and shouted again: "Report to Mr. Han, there are a group of adults in Qingya Fudi Scoundrel. Just now, the group of big villains have been calling that beautiful sister a waste, and they have been insulting all kinds of bad things of mortals. But in the blessed land of Qingya, the cultivation of medicinal herbs, clearing the land and thinning the soil, planting and cutting rice, dirty work, It was all done by us mortals! Those scoundrels sit back and reap the rewards and scold us! I am not reconciled! Also! This beautiful sister is the trash in the mouth of those scoundrels. I just saw the beautiful sister first beat the scoundrel to the ground, and then One against eight, and I still haven't lost! I will also work hard to cultivate immortals in the future, so that you big villains can look at you with admiration!"

Most of the other Yao Nong had red eyes, carefully restraining the grievance in their hearts.

Even the little boy's grandfather, who was kneeling on the ground, was trembling at this moment, whether it was because of emotion or fear.

Looking at the little boy who regarded herself as a role model, Nan Xiao felt complicated.

Not knowing how to comfort her, she had no choice but to smile back.

Brother, I am also admired.

Han Feiren was in a good mood when he saw the winter plums blooming in Shiwai.

In the end, the little boy was taken away by his grandfather, and the other gray-robed medicine farmers who watched the excitement also left silently.

After rejecting another person's request to fight, Nan Xiao's breathing became more stable, and the vitality that had been scattered by Jia Si's mysterious method before had already recovered.

Nan Xiao didn't even think that the third person who initiated the challenge would be the congratulatory speech.

Nine years have passed, Zhu Ci still has some freckles on his face, but his delicate face has not been detracted from it, on the contrary, it has become more recognizable.

In these years, the congratulatory speech holding his breath worked hard and never slacked off.

Even though she was always bullied by Bao Fei and others, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, and finally became the fourth bitter sea cultivator after Yu Tan, Bao Fei, and Lin Feng.

But after becoming an official cultivator of Qingya Fudi, Zhu Ci found sadly that although she was no longer beaten and scolded, she herself was still not out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Bao Fei has a strong desire to control, and the layers of exploitation in terms of spirit and wealth make Zhu Ci breathless.

Originally, he could get three bottles of Baicaoye every month, but most of them were confiscated by Bao Fick, and sometimes he couldn't even keep one bottle.

If things go on like this, she, who is already of average aptitude, is doomed to be left behind by Yu Tan, Bao Fei and the others.

The congratulations were not reconciled, but after judging that Nan Xiao was exhausted, she decided to grab a glimmer of life from her former friend.

The moonlight swayed, she was graceful and graceful, and the freckles on her face were like dots of stars.

"Nan Xiao, actually—it's good to be a mortal, why do you have to torture yourself like this?"

(End of this chapter)