After crossing into Douluo, I relied on cultivating immortals to counterattack

Chapter 37 Return to Tiandou Royal Academy
Under the dim street light, the girl sat on a chair outside the restaurant. The restaurant had already closed, and she was the only one left on the empty street.

The girl was wearing a black tights that outlined her perfect figure, with clear red marks on her fair cheeks. She looked a little lonely from the back, with her back to the street, drinking glass after glass of wine, and the liquid was flowing down her The neck slipped.

Qingxi stopped, was silent for a moment, and walked straight towards her.

"Why are you sitting here drinking alone? You are not having a team fight tonight..." She pulled out her chair and sat down opposite Zhu Zhuqing. When her eyes touched the slap mark on her face, her voice gradually disappeared.

Zhu Zhuqing looked up and saw a familiar smiling mask, "Why is it you?"

"Who hit you?" Qingxi seemed to have thought of something in the flash of lightning, "Just because you lost a game?"

"I'm not wearing a mask now. How did you recognize me?" Zhu Zhuqing did not answer Qing Xi's question, but poured himself another glass of wine.

She looked at the deserted streets and the long dark night with a little confusion in her cold eyes.

It doesn't feel good to be left out. What will it be like tomorrow?
"Is there any difference between the mask of yours that only covers your eyes, and the mask without it?" Qingxi took a bottle of wine, put his finger on it and turned it around, "Who beat you? I'll help you educate him."

Although she didn't like Shrek, she disliked men who dared to hit women even more.

"No, it's my own fault." A trace of surprise flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, he didn't expect her to say that.

"He's your teacher, right?"

She could see that Shrek and the others had deep feelings. It was impossible for them to do it. The only possibility was the teacher leading the team.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and he lowered his head to drink wine. "I didn't follow the teacher's instructions. I should have used a hidden weapon to defeat you, but I wanted to win with integrity..."

"Hidden weapon?" Qingxi chuckled, as if he heard a big joke. "Don't say it's a hidden weapon, I'm not afraid even if you both attack it together."

"Do you know what a hidden weapon is?" Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes and glanced at the arrogant person opposite. She had also seen the attack power of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. "Once I use the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, I will be a Soul Sect above level [-]." They are no match for me."

"Of course I know what a hidden weapon is. It's just some heretical rubbish that can't even compete with the mecha swordsmanship. Only rats in the gutter would use hidden weapons for sneak attacks." Qingxi said with a smile.

In her previous world, there was a sect in the human world that liked to use hidden weapons, like rats in the gutter.

Unexpectedly, there are hidden weapons in this world. They should have been brought by the soul from another world.

"You!" Anger appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's face and he shouted, "Why do you humiliate Third Brother?"

"Humiliation? Your hidden weapons should be quenched with poison."

"How do you know?" Zhu Zhuqing's pupils dilated slightly.

"Don't hidden weapons generally need to be quenched? Otherwise, how can they be called things for villains?" Qingxi stood up and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, "If you were beaten for this reason, next time you meet me, just use what you call Hidden weapon, see if it can kill me."

Qingxi raised her hand and injected a trace of spiritual power into Zhu Zhuqing's cheek, gradually eliminating the red marks on her face before she stopped.

"Go back early, otherwise your friends will be worried. Don't be soft-hearted next time we meet."

She turned around and left. In fact, she didn't go far. Instead, she hid in the dark and left only after seeing Zhu Zhuqing return.

Back at his residence, Qingxi took out a pile of soul tools and took out all the rare metals.

As if it sensed something, the Qiankun Stick appeared automatically, watching the rare metals on the ground twisting happily, as if it was about to plunge in.

"Wait a minute!!" Qingxi grabbed the small stick and took out a few pieces of good quality from the pile of metal, then let go of the Qiankun stick, "I want to keep these pieces for the weapon making, and the rest It’s all yours.”

The Qiankun Stick slightly bent its body and rubbed against the Qingxi River, then happily plunged into a pile of metal and started eating.

Qingxi summoned the Chaos Fire, sat cross-legged, and controlled pieces of metal to float with his consciousness.

Using the fire of the heart as a furnace to forge weapons and temper elixirs is a unique skill of Taoism.

On the other side, Shrek Academy.Ning Rongrong stood anxiously at the entrance of the village, pacing back and forth.Not far behind her was Oscar who was dozing off.

"It's already this hour, why haven't you come back? It's too much." Ning Rongrong's face was full of anger, and she was extremely disappointed with what the master had done.

He actually lied seriously, saying that Zhuqing canceled the last team battle because he was in a bad mood after losing the game.

It was clearly him who hit Zhuqing.

Ning Rongrong originally had a certain filter for the master, but now she just feels disgusted.If she didn't know the truth, she would really have believed the master's excuse.

But she promised Zhuqing not to tell others.

Moreover, the master refused to let everyone go out to find Zhuqing, saying that she would come back when she calmed down.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing just went out to relax, you don't need to be so angry." Oscar dozed off leaning on the fence, thinking that Ning Rongrong was angry with Zhu Zhuqing.

"You know nothing!" Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar fiercely, "Do you think Zhuqing is that kind of person?"

Oscar said nothing, after all, everyone has bad moods sometimes.

He remembered that Fatty had lost the game, but had spent the whole night with a swollen face, biting four women to satisfy his hatred.

"Zhuqing!" When the morning light first appeared, Ning Rongrong finally saw the thin figure approaching from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him, "Are you okay?"

"Well, thank you Rongrong." Zhu Zhuqing still had a cold temperament, but now she looked at Ning Rongrong's anxious look, and she felt a little warmer in her heart.

"It's okay." Looking at her swollen cheeks, Ning Rongrong patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Time flew by, and it was two days and two nights in the blink of an eye. Qingxi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the long whip floating in front of his eyes. It was said to be a long whip, but it had a metallic luster. The whip was golden red with black lines, and the whip body was The 36 segments are as flat as dragon scales and extremely sharp.

"Immortal magic weapon?" Qingxi held the handle of the whip and swung it at the table. In an instant, the table was torn into pieces, leaving a long gash on the ground.

She pressed the mechanism on the handle, the main shaft shrank, and the original long whip instantly turned into a long sword like a fish bone.

"Not bad." Qingxi put away her whip and looked at the empty metal in the room. Qiankun had returned to her body and was pretending to be dead in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Fuck!" She immediately realized something was wrong. Her soul power automatically exceeded level [-], but she had no soul cultivation power at all.

Qingxi summoned the Qiankun Stick and stepped on it with one foot. After struggling for two seconds, the stick lay motionless on the ground, like a dead stick.

"Who asked you to break through?" She kicked the Qiankun stick.

In my mind, I heard the subtle emotions of Qiankun Stick, Bao...satisfaction...

Qingxi sighed, picked up the Qiankun stick on the ground and weighed it. The weight increased a little.She closed her eyes and penetrated the stick with her consciousness. In the center of the metallic world was the slowly beating soul power. A red brilliance was condensing in the soul power little by little.

Qingxi withdrew his consciousness and looked at the stick touching his fingertips, but finally couldn't bear to scold him.

Forget it.

She put away the Qiankun stick and whip, got up, changed her clothes, washed herself, flew up into the air, and escaped.

An hour later, Qingxi had appeared near Tiandou Royal Academy.

She did not fly directly into the school, but landed at the foot of the mountain and walked up.

After walking up the long steps, you can see the gate of Tiandou Royal Academy, a majestic and gorgeous building that looks majestic at first glance.

At the school gate, there are several students wearing goose-yellow uniforms and setting up sketch pads to sketch.

(End of this chapter)