My Cultivation Game

Lu Qing transmigrated and inherited a dilapidated sect.

He also discovered that with the help of a sect assistant, he could summon players into this world.

Then, the style of things cha...

Chapter 313: Inviting the Immortal Order Nine

At the age of eighteen, he entered the second level of Qi Refining.

At this time, his former friends and even the nominal owner of the yard had to respect him as the Little Immortal Master.

The mother no longer has to work late at night, but becomes one of the managers behind the scenes.

Power, fame, wealth... and the talent to become a novice monk!

The dream I had when I was struggling on the streets has come true.

What followed was not a bigger dream, or rather... greed.

Instead, there is endless emptiness.

Three years passed in a daze.

At the age of twenty-one, the man received a mission from that master. He disguised himself as a wandering cultivator and sneaked into the city to attend a certain cultivator's banquet! The mission he received was to obtain the cultivator's itinerary, evidence, or steal his treasures... something like that. He could act according to the circumstances. Anything was fine!

He went.

He met a woman and held her gaze for three seconds.

After their eyes met, both sides kept observing each other from time to time.

However, no one took the initiative to speak.

The fairy banquet began, and people drank and chatted.

It is called a fairy banquet, but in fact, the person with the highest cultivation level is just the host of the banquet, who is in the middle stage of foundation building.

So, the man used his experience and quickly found the other person's storage bag!

When he was about to evacuate, a cultivator with a higher level of cultivation than him came to him, took out the token of the adult, and asked for the storage bag.

Grab the credit!!

He had no choice but to hand over the storage bag.

Then he returned to the table.

Then, something strange happened.

The monk who took the storage bag triggered the alarm when he left.

The host of the banquet flew out, struck his accomplice in the back with a palm, and took back the storage bag.

He broke out in a cold sweat, but in the end, he found out it was a false alarm.

The host of the banquet did not notice anything unusual about him.

But the changes don't stop there.

The host of the banquet returned to the table with a smile, but suddenly his face changed, he covered his chest, and almost fell down.

The guests were suddenly thrown into disarray.

Some came forward to show concern, some immediately checked their own condition, and some, seeing that the situation was not good, retreated behind the crowd.

Of course, there were also those who took the opportunity to attack.

The man confirmed that he did not know the monks who launched the attack. The skills and techniques they used were completely different from those used by the monks in the courtyard.

Moreover, there were monks who took the opportunity to attack him.

Not one of us.

The man dodged the attack and used a palm thunder talisman to injure the attacker.

Then he saw the woman who had looked him in the eye and was also attacked.

Without thinking too much, he threw out another palm thunder talisman to help the woman neutralize the attack.

At this point, the two life-saving trump cards have been used up.

The two people's eyes intertwined again.

No one spoke, but both of them seemed to recognize each other.

"Perhaps you should say thank you?"

"It's even."

A foundation-building cultivator is a foundation-building cultivator. Even if he is drunk or poisoned, he can still hold his own against four people.

There was a chaotic fight, and the foundation-building monks fought to the death against the attackers. Some of the guests helped the foundation-building monks, while others hid aside and watched.

"Father, are you okay?"

When the battle was over, the woman next to the man immediately ran up to ask.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, waved his hand, then glanced casually at the man's face and smiled.

Afterwards, the man was appreciated by the foundation-building cultivator and gradually became familiar with the woman.

But he was in pain.

When the owner of the yard learned about this, he asked him to hide in there and wait for instructions.

He wanted to quit, he wanted to leave.

But mother was still in the yard.

Everything in front of me is like a soap bubble, which bursts as soon as it is touched.

The foundation-building cultivator wanted to send them to a sect for further training.

The owner of the yard asked him to trick the woman out.

One night, he couldn't bear it anymore and confessed to the woman.

The woman said only one sentence.

"I know it was you who stole the storage bag."

The two hugged each other and cried.

A day later, the two decided to take action.

Use the woman as bait to rescue the mother, and then leave this place.

Based on his experience, the man chose a time when the owner of the yard was not at home and returned to the yard with the woman who pretended to be unconscious.

He entered the yard smoothly and subdued everyone with his overwhelming power.

He saw his mother who had aged a lot.

But when he was about to leave, a monk under the owner of the courtyard came.

The owner of the yard didn't completely trust him. After all, he knew that once these wolf cubs were exposed to the outside world, they might become someone else's dogs.

What's more, the mother of this wolf cub is not an ordinary woman.

War.

Outnumbered two against one, we were slightly at a disadvantage.

The longer you delay, the more you can't leave.

He sent his mother out of the yard, intending to let the woman escape with her. He himself burned his blood and energy, intending to fight the enemy to the death.

But women think so too.

She thought her identity was special and planned to delay the enemy and lure her father to rescue her.

The two argued for a few words, and the man cursed loudly, using his body to block the enemy's sword, restricting the enemy's movements and urging the woman to leave quickly.

Seeing this, the woman could only grit her teeth and leave.

Fight to the death.

The man wins.

He staggered out of the yard.

Two heads rolled to his feet.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the two heads, his whole body trembling.

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