Chapter 27: The Domineering Master Falls in Love with Me?

Qi Yuan stood on the ring, his sleeves rustling in the wind.

Could it be that... I am too handsome? The other party was impressed and gave up directly?

Qi Yuan looked at Duan Tianjiao who admitted defeat. Well, she was a woman.

It's only normal to be impressed by his good looks.

As for the looks that others gave Qi Yuan, he seemed not to see them.

"Qi Yuan wins this battle!"

Qi Yuan accepted this result with peace of mind.

Qi Yuan left the stage.

It was then the turn of other monks to go up and perform martial arts and fight, having a lot of fun.

Qi Yuan sat in the crowd, looking drowsy.

The Prince of Changshan stroked his beard with a smile on his face: "Brother Qi, you have obtained the first-grade foundation-building spiritual object Huanghua Fruit. You have a promising future."

Qi Yuan was somewhat puzzled: "The battle has not yet ended, how does the prince know that I can come out on top?"

The Prince of Changshan smiled but said nothing.

Time flies.

It's time for Qi Yuan to take the stage again.

This time, Qi Yuan was facing a swordsman from the Floating Mountain.

Sword cultivators are quite rare in the Great Shang Kingdom.

Qi Yuan also took it seriously.

He actually wanted to see whether the sword cultivator's sword-controlling technique was to fly on the sword or to transform himself into sword light.

Of course, he also understood that the other party was only at the Qi Refining Stage and had no idea how to fly with a sword.

"Please enlighten me!"

Jian is a gentleman. Qi Yuan was humble and polite in front of the young man with fierce eyes.

The young sword cultivator on the Floating Mountain held an iron sword in his hand, with a cold light flashing. He pointed the iron sword at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan stretched out his finger and turned it into a sword.

In the game world, his weapon is a big sword.

The path of sword.

A thrilling swordsmanship competition between men is about to begin.

However, at this critical moment, the sword cultivator's face turned pale in an instant. He covered his stomach and said, "What a powerful spell, it hurts people without being seen! Senior brother... I give up!"

That’s right, the young man admitted defeat directly and stepped down from the stage.

Qi Yuan was stunned.

How could this scene be so coincidental? Could it be that his looks were enough to impress men?

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan decided that it would be better to go out less.

After winning again, Qi Yuan came off the field. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked towards the Seven-Colored Peak.

The mountains are towering, interspersed like clouds, and there is a white jade palace vaguely visible.

Master.

Qi Yuan pondered and remembered the unreliable woman.

I'm afraid that in the entire Shenguan Sect, she is the only one who can be so "shameless" as to do such a thing.

"Brother Qi, is the yellow flower fruit in your pocket?" The Changshan County King smiled, "It is a blessing in this life to have such a teacher."

After the first-grade foundation-building spiritual object Huanghua Fruit came into the world, these cultivators from large and powerful families were indeed quite excited and were ready to fight.

Unfortunately, the leader of the Seven-Colored Peak sent a carrier pigeon to another sect.

There was no inducement, only coercion and some favors.

These big clan members felt helpless and unwilling to accept their anger, but they could only hold it in.

After all, there is only one such "shameless" monk, and he is so powerful.

They still have to sell their face to the master of the Seven-Colored Peak.

So, they came here and did this.

Of course, when other Qi Refining disciples meet each other, they will still try their best to fight.

The spiritual objects for building the foundation are not just Huanghuali.

Qi Yuan looked at the Prince of Changshan and said slowly, "Does my master have such a great reputation?"

"It's better to say it's strong than having a big face." The Prince of Changshan revealed a look of reminiscence, "Thirty years ago, the Devil Desire Sect was ambitious and wanted to unify the Shang Dynasty and become the leader of the immortal way.

Do you know what happened next?"

Qi Yuan looked curious and listened attentively.

To be honest, he has only been in this world for half a year.

He didn't spend much time with his master, and he didn't know much about her. He just knew that... she was beautiful.

“Your master, the leader of the Seven-Colored Peak, went to the Devil’s Desire Gate alone.

She said she had her eyes on the ancient Chinese toon tree that had just been planted by the Demonic Desire Sect.

At that time, the Demonic Desire Clan was at its peak, so a fight was inevitable.

No one knows the process, we only know that your master planted the ancient Chinese toon tree on the Seven-Colored Peak."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

There was a smile in the eyes of Prince Changshan.

"Since then, the Devil Desire Sect has never mentioned becoming the leader of the Great Shang Immortal Path again."

Of course, precisely because of this incident, the leader of the Seven-Colored Peak is considered to have done a favor to all the major immortal sects, so this time they gave the leader of the Seven-Colored Peak a favor and handed over the first-grade foundation-building spiritual object to her disciple.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he said without hesitation: "The domineering master fell in love with me?"

The smile on Changshan County Prince's face faded: "You, keep your voice down, don't implicate me!"

The Prince of Changshan is very afraid of the Lord of the Seven-Colored Peak.

Rumor has it that he is a great cultivator in the late stage of the Divine Infant Realm. If he hadn't been injured, he would have already entered the realm of Purple Mansion.

In the following process, Qi Yuan's fighting skills can be said to be unimpeded.

Whenever he goes on stage, his opponents admit defeat.

I'm afraid that before coming here, they had already been warned by the elders of their sect not to hurt the beloved disciple of the Seven-Colored Peak's master.

However, when Qi Yuan entered the final round of fighting, an accident occurred.

"I am Chu Yundong from the Black Mountain Sect. Please give me some advice, senior brother!" Chu Yundong was dressed in black, and exuded a strong murderous aura.

He did not admit defeat right away, but looked at Qi Yuan seriously.

Qi Yuan was not surprised.

"Please enlighten me."

As he spoke, he looked at a peculiarly shaped magical weapon in Chu Yundong's hand.

It's like a feather duster, with black chicken feathers on it, densely packed with feathers, and extremely hard.

[This is a foundation-building magic weapon. When it is used, it will scatter feathers and flowers, which can damage the foundation. ]

The elders from various major sects off the field all showed surprise when they saw this scene, and some looked at Patriarch Baiji, wondering what he was thinking.

"The Black Mountain Sect has great ambitions." Elder Feihua of the Demonic Desire Sect looked at Patriarch Baiji.

The ancestor of worshipping chicken smiled and said: "The spiritual objects for building foundations are available to everyone.

Otherwise, what is the point of holding this foundation building conference?"

“Even the foundation-building magic weapon is used.” The master of the Floating Mountain Spectral Sword narrowed his eyes and stared at the Old Ancestor of Worshiping Chicken, “Old Black Chicken Monster… I think his cultivation has become a little more advanced?”

The others also looked at the Old Ancestor of Chicken, wanting to learn more about the Black Chicken Demon from him.

The Black Mountain Sect launched a sudden attack. No one would believe it unless there was an instruction from the Black Chicken Demon behind it.

The old black chicken demon is in the middle stage of the Divine Infant, while the master of the Seven-Colored Peak is suspected to be an injured late stage Divine Infant.

Could it be that... the Black Chicken Demon had broken through to the late stage of the Divine Infant? From this small incident, everyone present had learned a lot.

Chu Tianxiong also showed a happy smile. Before, Qi Yuanyan told him that he would face a bloody disaster and he wanted to get angry, but was dissuaded by the ancestor. Now seeing this scene, he was particularly proud.

He wanted to see Chu Yundong use the foundation-building magic weapon to defeat Qi Yuan and seize the first-grade foundation-building spiritual object.

The elders of the sect on the field no longer paid attention to the win or loss, but were thinking about how to pass the information back to the sect.

Only the Prince of Changshan and Chu Tianxiong were still paying attention to the arena.

Unfortunately, due to the rules, the Prince of Changshan could not remind Qi Yuan to be careful of the foundation-building weapon in Chu Yundong's hand.

(End of this chapter)