Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Several Nascent Soul Stages stayed together.

Wang Daoyou, what do you mean?

Sky Jing's eyebrows shrank into a slit.

This seat sees your itchy skin, and scratches it for you!

He squeezed his phalanx, not shying away from his intention to beat you up.

you!

There is no reason for this.

Fellow Taoists, take a look. This person is aggressive and lawless. He simply doesn't take our Nine Nations Alliance seriously.

Being able to repel the old pity of the Demon Flame Sect, even if it contains water and the information is incomplete; it is enough to show that the person in front of him is difficult to deal with. He's not interested in rolling up his sleeves for a fight.

And he was very sure that it was not because he was cowardly, but because this fight was meaningless.

After all, even if he wins, what can he get?

He already has the ancient puppet art here, so it can't be for a low-grade spirit stone, right? !

If you lose, it means that if you don't get it right, you will be severely injured!

Either way, he suffered a huge loss, the kind of huge loss.

Damn it, why did you come across such a stupefied young man?

unlucky.

Hearing this, the six great Nascent Souls frowned slightly.

Are you scared?

At this time, Wang Li sneered with malicious intentions.

You have obtained the inheritance of the ancient puppet art, so why bother to make trouble?

The old Taoist's complexion was extremely ugly, so gloomy that water could drip out.

But rationality overwhelmed the impulse, which still made him want to make big things small and small things small.

Smelly brother, stop begging for mercy, I won't accept this.

Wang Li picked out his ears and said mockingly, and he was indeed aggressive: In this way, as a bargaining chip for the forced transaction, Wang will add another low-grade spirit stone to show his respect for you, Fellow Daoist Tianjing. In addition, Fellow Daoist Tianjing If it’s just talking about the king and gaining a false name, Wang can even give you a hand, and he promises that you won’t miss it during the sparring! What do you think?”

You, your surname is Wang, do you really think that the old man will be afraid of you?

His lungs exploded.

What is a stinky brother? Why are you begging for mercy? What does it mean to respect you, so add a low-grade spirit stone? Or, how many meanings does it mean to let one hand? Look down on him so much?

What a shame.

Oh? Fellow Daoist, can't wait to fight Wang? Good! If that's the case, let's find an open space outside the city to fight!

Wang Li, who was pressing every step of the way, made the old man feel the humiliation of being humiliated, and he grinned, revealing his white teeth.

And without waiting for everyone to come forward to dissuade him, he preemptively added another sentence.

The rules have not changed for thousands of years, and those rules have always been the most accepted by everyone; if you of the Nine Nations Alliance want to break the rules and change the rules, are you prepared accordingly?

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed.

This seems to be a reminder, but it is actually a naked threat!

The implication is simple: the Nine Nations Alliance will either implement the rules of forced trading, and everyone will act according to the rules; or they will give up the right to hold the Tiannan No. 1 Fair, and this cake will be shared by Zhengmo and Tiandaomeng again.

This is blocking the way to persuade people to fight, and if you try to persuade them, you will be enemies as well.

That's right, rules are rules. It doesn't make sense to change to the Nine Nations League, so you have to treat them specially.

One after another, there are Nascent Soul monks who watch a good show and don't think it's a big deal, and they extend their spiritual consciousness here. And every second, there are old monsters who heard Wang Li's previous forced trading invitation to fight, and then discovered the movement here, came to join in the fun.

Everyone is very happy about it.

Among them, many are old acquaintances of Tianjing.

As a result, the gray-robed old man in front of the attic was completely cornered, and it was impossible to avoid the battle.

'how so? '

At this moment, the old man suddenly felt as if he was being roasted on a raging fire.

Scanning around again, he secretly thought something was wrong.

The few Nascent Soul stage friends beside me were silent at the moment, all thoughtful.

The old man in the Confucian shirt of the Huayi Sect on the side looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

As Wang Li said, they now represent the Nine Kingdoms Alliance. If they jump out to meddle in their own business at this time, and they are partial in handling, deliberately breaking the rules of thousands of years; then they will definitely lose the Tiannan First Trade Fair in the future. qualifications. Because there is no Nascent Soul Stage who can bet his wealth and safety on the kindness of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance.

However, the Nine Kingdoms Alliance finally snatched this piece of cake from Zhengmo and Daoist. It is not up to them to decide whether to give up this kind of thing. Right now, the other three major forces are afraid that there will be problems on their side.

Furthermore, although Tianjing is the host of the trade fair, he does not represent the entire Nine Nations Alliance. Why should everyone pay for the troubles he caused?

well.

So, he hesitated.

When looking at his old friend Daoist Tianjing, his eyes dodged a little.

how so?

He obviously wanted to do a little favor and make some extra money by the way; but why did he bury his old friend in the pit?

Fortunately, the consolation is that the rules are limited and no one can die.

So don't worry about your friend's life.

Tianjing, Tianjing, it seems that those little Jiujiu of yours have really succeeded in angering this fellow Daoist Wang. How did you do it? Huh, it seems that you humbly let us make a lot of money with this order. For pen's sake, during the trade fair, let's take a high-grade spirit stone and prepare some healing pills for you.

The old man in the Confucian shirt thought so.

Wang

Why are you talking so much nonsense? Fight!

After the words were closed, his figure flashed, and he turned into a startling rainbow and traveled more than a hundred miles to a small hill outside the city. Wait quietly for the true proprietor of the Nine Kingdoms League to send Venerable Tianjing out of the city.

Such directness made the other old man's heart sink.

Avoiding the battle with shamelessness, or fighting it?

It's hard to get off a tiger.

In front of the attic, there was a lonely and helpless person, like a child abandoned by his parents.

Tianjing, this is the end of the matter

The old man in the Confucian shirt opened his mouth.

Hmph, you don't need to be hypocritical!

The old Taoist interrupted with a cold snort.

Looking back at the second floor of the attic, he gritted his teeth and went to the hill where Wang Li was outside the city.

He is not a vegetarian, and his crystal light skill is even more famous in the Nine Kingdoms League, so how could he retreat in public without fighting. Otherwise, from now on, the comrades in the Nascent Soul stage and even those juniors would have to laugh at him as a person with a vain name! Besides, even if you can't fight, you just have to admit defeat when the time comes. It's just that it's a good deal.

Hey, for the favor of those two, is this deal worth it?

Buzz!

In the sky, eight small suns suddenly rose, and the core of each sun was a golden mirror.

It is the ultimate magic weapon: the eight-door golden light mirror.

Not all the materials for refining this mirror have been collected yet, Wang Li can only make do with the loot in the hands of the Supreme Sage of the Six Paths, so he can only exert 70% of its power. But even so, Master Tianjing's eyelids twitched wildly at this moment, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he felt an unspeakable and intense crisis.

When Wang Li opened his mouth, he spewed out a thumb-thick golden glow, which fell into the first small sun, to be precise, in the mirror surface of the first mirror. Immediately afterwards, a beam of light that was much thicker was shot out from it, and shot towards the second mirror. Immediately afterwards, it was stacked eight times in a row, and the golden awn that was as thick as a finger at the beginning had grown to the thickness of a thigh.

Look at Master Tianjing again.

He slapped the storage bag, and took out six ancient high-level puppets to protect him.

In front of him was a crystal-like shield, the shield was crystal clear, and immediately propped up a thick milky white mask. In his hand, he was holding a small amethyst hammer that was full of precious light; a small blue flag was suspended above his head, which diffused a thick white smoke that could cover dozens of miles, and had the effect of disturbing the consciousness; It is a nearly condensed auspicious cloud.

No matter how good you are, you can't find the old man's position under Yunzong's banner in a short time.

The next moment, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of Heavenly Crystal masters floated up and down in the fog tens of kilometers high in the sky.

Although the old Taoist always felt a sense of trepidation, it did not prevent him from cheering himself up.

court death!

The thigh-thick golden glow that was swimming among the eight little suns suddenly expanded like a ball inflated at a high speed, and then exploded with a bang, immediately pouring golden drizzle all over the sky!

One hundred thousand, one million, ten million.

This golden drizzle was almost endless, covering every inch within a hundred miles of the sky above this area.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff phantom tens of thousands of masters in the cloud and mist were swept away in an instant. In other words, the speed of generation is far behind the speed of dissipation.

And the clouds and mist became thinner visible to the naked eye!

That's not counting, because the falling light rain didn't just disappear. Instead, it gathered into the eight suns scattered around and grown to the size of a basketball court under Wang Li's single-handed remote control.

The eight suns, which represent the eight golden light mirrors, are presented in the cross posture of two squares, covering a very wide area. In addition, it moved quickly according to a certain trajectory, so that there were no dead ends in the Baishili area.

Get together.

Under the terrified eyes of the old Taoist Tianjing, the eight suns converged towards the center, forming a hundred-foot-high blazing sun.

The old Taoist was trapped in it.

The point is, all his defensive methods, such as spells, talismans, etc., were burned into fly ash the moment he took them out. Not only did the ancient puppets fail to protect him at all, but they robbed him of his living space and were taken back one after another. The light curtain propped up by the small crystal shield in front of him also had gaps that were burned through, and the gaps were still rapidly melting and expanding; even the small crystal shield itself showed signs of being burned and melted.

The most terrible thing is that his escape light has failed, and his figure can only move within the limited space of the shield!

It was as if the whole person was nailed into this small space!

What kind of magic weapon is this?

How can it be so tricky?

What he didn't know was that these were some of the few powerful methods in the human world that could break the wind escape, thunder escape, and even teleportation-like supernatural powers.

Master Tianjing was able to kill a lord of the star palace with this treasure, and the treasure mirror must have its own uniqueness.

The disadvantage is that the consumption of mana is really large.

Even a person like Wang Li, who had several times the mana of the same level and had a mana reserve that was deeper than that of ordinary great monks, felt a little bit of pressure.

All of a sudden, hearing a slight puffing sound, everyone took a closer look and their pupils shrank.

It turned out to be Daoist Tianjing's magic weapon, the Yunzong Banner, which actually caught fire.

The flame fell on the old man's hair, and a single spark could start a prairie fire in an instant. Thanks to the quick hands and feet of the old guy, he directly cut off his bun and cut himself a very rare crop; otherwise, he would probably turn into a giant of fire.

The golden blazing sun was slowly shrinking, and Master Tianjing, who was trapped inside and burned all over his body, was wailing mournfully.

However, the strange thing is that no matter whether it is the spiritual consciousness or the sound of the vibration of mana, the sun cannot be heard, and they are all burned by the flaming golden flame illuminated by the mirror!

Burn it clean.

This made many people outside want to stop the continued fighting; but Master Tianjing and others did not admit defeat, how could they stop?

This is simply the live broadcast of Caishikou's Lingchi!

In Tiantian City, millions of immortal cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, felt a chill down their spines at this moment, and a bone-chilling chill shot up from the soles of their feet.

Is Tianjing old and weak?

Absolutely not weak.

You know, Lao Dao is a real Nascent Soul mid-stage elder powerhouse! And even in the ranks of the mid-term, it is also famous!

Otherwise, any cat or dog can be a supporter of the trade fair, isn't it too childish?

However, even such a character has fallen into such a miserable situation that is called every day and the earth is not working.

This Huang Fenggu is a ruthless character!

enough!

In the inner city exclusive to monk Nascent Soul, the pavilion where Daoist Tianjing stayed before, two startling rainbows flashed from it, and immediately came through the sky.

The prohibitive light curtain that separates the high-level monks from the low-level monks is like a bubble, and has no blocking effect at all.

'You can't bear it? '

Glancing lightly at the two flashes of light, Wang Li didn't have the slightest intention of accepting them.

This Wei Li, is not enough.

so:

You said enough is enough? Heh, Wang thinks it's not enough.