The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

Qi Yuan finished speaking and waited seriously.

This talent, if spoken about, seems to have some inexplicable effects.

Unknown world.

Boundless falling trees, giant pythons spit out messages, and light flickers on and off.

The cold wind penetrated into the body of the old man in animal skin like a sword, making his body tremble with cold.

Suddenly, a divine voice seemed to be heard in his ears, and he quickly knelt down and worshiped on the ground, his head banging on the ground.

He kept talking.

Finally, suddenly, a flash of light came into the old man's mind, as if he had discovered something.

"Poor... money..."

These two syllables came out of his mouth, and then he knelt on the ground with an expression of ecstasy.

He had a great plan in mind. He wanted to rely on the gods' instructions to create an artifact called money.

In the underworld, Qi Yuan was quite bored.

"It's just like a tree hole. It's so boring. There's no feedback."

With a lazy expression, he stretched.

Suddenly, he thought of something: "How about doing an experiment?"

After restoring the strength of the strange painter, he walked out of the underworld and returned to the Jiang family's stronghold in Yuntian City.

Junior sister Jiang Lingsu is now in her room, with the fire on the lamp still on.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and began to activate the power of his ears.

He listened to see if there were any strange sounds near him. If there was a conversation, something interesting might happen.

"If I could become as powerful as the Blood-clothed Sword God, my mother-in-law would not look down on me!"

"If the sky falls, there will be a tall person to hold it up. What does it have to do with me if the exercises are poisonous?"

“The steamed buns are so delicious!”

"I really want to have a Taoist companion who is considerate, dedicated, will not betray me, and can be with me. God, please give me a Taoist companion!"

These murmurs fell into Qi Yuan's ears.

Qi Yuan's eyes immediately focused on the monk who wanted to be a Taoist companion.

He is a home repairman, and the ashes on his green robe are almost scabbed. He probably hasn't moved for many years and has been thinking about it.

"Give you some good luck and bring your Taoist companion home soon." Qi Yuan thought about it and said to the home cultivator.

Now Qi Yuan has reached the realm of Zifu, coupled with the power of Yang Shen Tianzun.

Although he can't truly follow his words, he can still do it easily, such as changing a ray of luck with his words.

Since you heard it, it means you are destined to give me some good luck as you wish.

Following his voice, the house cultivator in the cave suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of shock and fear in his eyes: "Who? Which senior passed by and joked with the junior?"

He was shocked.

If you accidentally speak or transmit a message, it will be fine if a senior intercepts it and hears it.

He was obviously thinking wildly and had thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud at all, but in the end... this could be heard by others?

He tensed up and paid attention to his surroundings, but found nothing.

"Could it be that... the sound just now was an illusion?"

The home repairman was a little surprised and unsure.

But suddenly, there was a ripple in the space, and an afterimage appeared from the void and landed on his futon.

The repairman was stunned for a moment, looking at the strange-looking thing.

"cup?"

When he saw the instructions above, his face turned red.

"Is this a Taoist monk?"

He was holding the cup in his hand with a complicated expression.

There is panic, helplessness, and confusion.

Helplessly, he seemed to make a random wish, and was heard by a certain being who responded to him. However, the result of the response was a bit strange to what he asked for.

"Could it be that my ravings were overheard by some extraterrestrial evil spirit?"

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Zhai Xiu's forehead.

On the other side, Qi Yuan also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

The scene of a homesteader holding a certain cup is really weird.

"So, now I am actually equivalent to the god who distributes money to boys?"

“Unexpectedly, I actually promised him the best Taoist companion in Canglan Realm.

Niu Pi monks, use Niu Pi Taoist companions, and live Niu Pi life! "

Qi Yuan squinted his eyes carefully, feeling himself.

After all, it would be a huge loss to always scatter money but get nothing.

He even wanted to knock the home repairman unconscious and snatch the cup away.

After all, he paid, what did Zhaixiu pay?

About a hundred breaths of time passed, and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

"It seems... my speech is clearer and my ears are sharper."

In a few breaths of time, he thoroughly tested himself, and now he has discovered these changes.

Of course, there may be deeper changes, but he is still too weak to notice them yet.

After all, he is now Zifu, the newbie in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the Canglan Realm, one can occupy a mountaintop and become the king, but in the upper realm, it seems that one can also become the king of the mountain.

Qi Yuan was thinking wildly, and suddenly, a voice came to his ears.

"Humph, this time I sneaked over here to see where your kid was running, and I kidnapped my daughter and broke her legs."

Hearing this voice, Qi Yuan's expression changed slightly.

This voice clearly belongs to Jiang Ruhua!

He sensed it and instantly discovered that Jiang Ruhua was heading towards Yuntian City.

"Junior sister, run quickly!"

Without thinking, Qi Yuan rushed directly into junior sister Jiang Lingsu's room and grabbed Jiang Lingsu's wrist.

After all, judging from Jiang Ruhua's appearance, with all kinds of talismans and formation disks hidden on his body, he was obviously very confident in taking down Qi Yuan.

"Ah...hey...senior brother, what are you doing!" Jiang Lingsu exhaled hot breath through her nose, her almond-shaped eyes widened, looking very anxious.

One of her hands was held by Qi Yuan, and the other palm was holding the edge of the thin flesh-colored stockings, as if she was trying on the stockings.

The white and tender little feet stepped into the bottom of the stockings, and the slender calves fit tightly, and the skin was as white as jade, complementing each other.

The delicate jade-like thigh skin was exposed to the air, as if outlined by stockings, making it look tight, plump and voluptuous.

Under the light, a line of white light could be seen on the stockings from the knees to the feet.

Qi Yuan glanced at her and said, "Don't look at it if it's inappropriate." Then he moved his buttocks up like a half moon, hidden in the clouds and mist. Well, it was even more inappropriate.

Going further, well, that's too offensive.

The moon is so big, white and round tonight.

Qi Yuan recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and emptiness is form..."

"Senior Brother, why are you in such a panic?" Jiang Lingsu's pretty face flushed, "I'm changing into the clothes you gave me!"

"Hurry up and put on your clothes, your father is here, he's almost here!" Qi Yuan let go of his hand, letting Jiang Lingsu cover up the spring scenery.

"What?" Jiang Lingsu's expression changed drastically.

If her father finds out that her senior brother is in her room now, she doesn't know what will happen.

Without any hesitation, she quickly put on her clothes.

"Elder brother, let's run!"

"Well, it's better to run away!"

This time, Qi Yuan decided to take his junior sister to the Genshin Sharing Meeting and the branch of the Seeking Dao Palace in Feng Tianyu.

Since he was not in Dongtu, he didn't believe that his junior sister's father could run away.

It's better to call her Jiang Paopao.

About a quarter of an hour later, an extremely angry voice sounded in Yuntian City.

"Boy Qi Yuan, you can't run away!"

Obviously, Jiang Ruhua found another direction and pursued it.

…

Half a month later.

In the Genshin Sharing Meeting, strong people gather together.

It can be said that in the entire Canglan world, 90% of the powerful Yin gods have a clone coming.

In the hall, these ghosts exude a variety of terrifying auras. Even if they are dormant intentionally, they are still particularly scary when gathered together.

The man in white robe squinted his eyes and held a fish basket in his hand. The fish basket was empty.

At this time, a voice came.

"Master Baiyu, aren't you in the Central Heaven Realm? In just half a month, you were able to arrive here in person. It seems... you have been interested in this blood-clothed sword god for a long time."

The person who spoke was an old man with black hair. His hair was tied up and his left ear was missing.

This old man's name is Great Lord Zuo Er, and he is a well-known casual cultivator in the Canglan world.

"As the Lord of the Central Realm, it shouldn't be wrong to meet the Blood-clothed Sword God and discuss the great catastrophe, right?" Great Lord Baiyu is the strongest person in the Central Heaven Territory and the person closest to the great catastrophe.

It can be said that the number one person on the bright side of Canglan Realm is the Great White Fish.

"This blood-clothed sword god has some strength. He can destroy Dark Sun and Shenhua Society. I'm afraid he has mythical combat power.

This kind of strength is enough to be proud of the world, but it is difficult to face the great catastrophe. "A great master spoke, it was Huang Niu Dao.

"This time the Blood-clothed Sword God invited me to come. What do you think? Should we join forces to deal with the catastrophe, or..." said a monk with a sinister eyebrow and a playful look in his eyes.

"What do you think, Lord Hunqiong?" Lord Baiyu asked the question to the sly-eyed monk.

The other monks looked at the Hunqiong Master with fear in their eyes.

Some great masters looked distressed and sent messages to their friends.

"Things are kept secret. This blood-clothed sword god is too ostentatious. He has already told the world about it before he can take action against the catastrophe.

It’s okay to invite colleagues, but why would a traitor like the Poor Master come over? "

Obviously, this impoverished master had already taken refuge in the Great Tribulation and became its minion.

Now, his clone projection is here, confident and safe.

“I just feel that this bloody-robed sword god is too young.

How long has he been famous and how long has he known about the Great Tribulation?

This time, I won’t get involved anyway and just sit aside and watch the show. "The Hunchback doesn't have the temperament of a strong man at all. He even crosses his legs and looks particularly shy.

Seeing this, the expressions of the Yinshen Lord or Great Lord present changed one after another.

"Such a big matter cannot be decided in one day. I also think that the bloody-robed sword god should think twice!"

"Oh, I won't get involved in this matter."

These Yin gods received a message from the Blood-clothed Sword God and came here to give the Blood-clothed Sword God face.

But dealing with the catastrophe... forget it.

People and traitors are all here, discussing how to deal with the catastrophe. Why don’t you expose all the information to the catastrophe?

Many great masters looked at Great Master Baiyu, their eyes flickering, as if they were asking about Master Baiyu's decision.

Great Lord Baiyu looked calm and said slowly: "We monks are destined to die. If we die in a catastrophe, it can be considered a worthy death."

The great Lord Baiyu has already made up his mind to die.

He immediately lost control of himself and entered the realm of myth.

At that time, his name will be left on the mythical monument.

If you want to leave, you probably won't be able to.

"It's a pity." The Great Lord Hunqiong sighed, and he did not hide it. "After the death of the Blood-clothed Sword God, the Original God Sharing Club, and the Divine Flower Club seem to have lost their masters. Please don't compete with me. I will take good care of you." Be kind to the descendants of the Blood-clothed Sword God."

The impoverished master is confident.

He came only as a clone, his true body was not revealed, and he was hidden in the Canglan Realm. Even if Shinhwa took action, he could not be found.

Moreover, many of the great masters here know the identity of others.

When he received the invitation to the Genshin Impact Sharing Meeting, to be honest, he was a little confused.

Still, he came.

Now that you've arrived, let's start taking action.

When the Blood-clothed Sword God falls, and this time of great resistance comes to an end, he might still be able to make a little profit.

Faced with the shameless words of the Hunqiong Master, many Yin Shen and Masters present slightly changed their expressions.

But they had no choice but to take advantage of the impoverished master.

The great master Hunqiong immediately smiled: "Don't be too depressed. This bloody sword god can even destroy the Mountain of Destiny. Maybe he has some abilities. This time... you great masters, it's better not to suppress yourselves and step into it one after another. Myth as good.”

This is a bit heartbreaking.

Once you step into the myth, you can only fight to the death.

The Hunqiong Master said this with sinister intentions.

The Great Lord Baiyu glanced at the Great Lord Hunqiong and was speechless.

A gentleman will not associate with villains, which will make him feel bad.

The atmosphere on the field was very solid for a time.

Except for a few main battles, most Yinshen and Great Masters were undecided.

After all, with the Hunqiong Master around, this conspiracy will fail no matter what.

Even if he had the intention to resist the catastrophe, he did not dare to show it at this moment.

At this big gathering, people were unpredictable and had different thoughts.

At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuation in the void ahead.

The Yinshen present, whether they were the venerable or the great lord, all looked forward.

A man wearing a bloody robe appeared with a touch of blood. He was holding a sleeve robe and looked quite relaxed and casual.

There was a hint of coquettishness on his extraordinarily handsome face, and a sharp and cold light could be seen in his gentle, jade-like eyes.

"You guys drank the tea well, are you acclimated?" Qi Yuan said, and his words were the most ordinary.

But it also represents his concern for these ghosts.

We have come all the way from the south to the north. If someone is not acclimatized and vomits and has diarrhea on his territory, will he not be allowed to lose money?

These Yinshen Lords quickly stood up to express their opinions.

"The Blood-clothed Sword God's resistance to the great calamity is of great importance, so we should take a long-term approach!"

"No matter what, I am willing to fight side by side with the Blood-clothed Sword God to defeat the catastrophe together!"

"I'm watching you and cheering for you." The Hunqiong Master said with a smile.

"This matter is too big and needs further discussion." Many Yin gods have already decided to retreat.

Seeing this scene, Lord Baiyu was filled with sighs.

No matter when, it seems that all the Yin gods in the Canglan world cannot reach a consensus.

Resisting the catastrophe is always the courage of a few people to move forward.

"You guys are having a bit of a row."

Qi Yuan stretched out a finger, and the original hall became quiet for an instant.

The Great Master, who was still speaking, suddenly found that he could not hear his own voice.

Their hearts trembled and they became even more fearful when facing the bloody sword god.

But he saw the blood-clothed sword god speaking with a hint of coldness in his voice.

“I am not inviting you to seek your support or opposition.

I am here to inform you that this meticulous plan to "Eliminate the Great Tribulation" will be implemented by me personally in three days! "

The aura on Qi Yuan's body was elevated and as deep as the sea.

"Three days later, I will personally go to the Central Heaven Territory to kill the great catastrophe!"

"And after you return, you should tell the world that the "Qiyuan Elimination Tribulation" has been launched. If there is something strange in this world, the people do not need to panic, just pretend that nothing happens."

The great masters and venerables present all looked at Qi Yuan, their expressions moved as they listened to his high-spirited speech.

Can he remove the catastrophe by himself?

How dare you!