Everyone's desires and ambitions were ignited again.
The gray-robed medicine farmers looked worried, and some of the purple-robed cultivators of the Sea of Bitterness had wild eyes and high-spirited fighting spirit.
There were three cultivators among them, and they were wearing blue shirts similar to those of Han Feiren who was sitting on the peak of the Sea of Bitterness, except that the collars were plain white without any patterns.
They just stood not far away, with playful expressions, and the corners of their mouths were always raised, half-smiling, but there was no clear purpose in their eyes.
The three cultivators in the life spring realm didn't say a word. They didn't seem to have much interest in this bet, but their eyes were always fixed on Nan Xiao.
"Girl, my name is Zhang Tianhao, I am thirty-two years old this year. Don't blame me for bullying the younger, but I really need those Baicao Liquid, so please accept my challenge!"
The first person to stand up was a nine-foot-tall young man with a great appearance. The purple clothes on his body were a little worn, and he had obviously been trapped in the sea of suffering for many years.
There are strands of mist in Nanxiaofeng's eyes. When they gather, they form mountains, and when they disperse, they form rivers.
Eye skills can calm the storm.
This is the eye technique created by Nan Xiao after practicing the internal skills of several mortal sects and combining the medicine refining and Feng Shui's qi gazing.
Manage the vitality carefully, use your eyes to represent the sky, and observe the movement of the human body, mountains and rivers.
Although she couldn't see through the sea of pain in Zhang Tianhao's body, with the help of her eyesight technique, Nan Xiao could still observe the vigorous and steady strength of Zhang Tianhao's body and the excited blood.
He is powerful and full of vitality, with no obvious weaknesses.
After just a few years of sizing up the situation with his eyes, Nan Xiao deduced a losing battle.
Zhang Tianhao has been entrenched in the sea of suffering for many years, and his divine power is naturally strong. If he were to sacrifice his weapons first, he would be unable to withstand it just by controlling the crane and using the dagger with his fingertips.
As for the Seven Steps of Zongshen, once you get close, you will only die.
When the fog dissipated, Nan Xiao's phoenix eyes returned to clarity. She moved her red lips slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I refuse."
Zhang Tianhao was slightly stunned, reluctant, and wanted to ask Nan Xiao to agree.
"You are very strong, and you need to fight against the Life Spring Cultivator to break through. Of course, if you just want to live a stable life, you can naturally grind it with Baicao Liquid slowly, so that you don't always feel that you can't get through it. But I Unlike you, I have no way out and need victory more than you do, so I refuse to lose a battle."
Nan Xiao was not unkind. Even though her face was frosty, she patiently explained to Zhang Tianhao's plea.
The speechless Zhang Tianhao froze on the spot, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Most of the other cultivators in the Sea of Bitter Realm were not too happy. They were all making noises and forcing Nan Xiao to submit.
"Let's fight, little girl!"
"You can't be so cowardly, Minnie!"
"I fought him. After all, he is just a mortal. I don't dare to fight. I'm too scared."
"That dead bad old man Lin Xiao was much more ambitious than this weak white loach."
"So, I don't know what Elder Lu was thinking back then, but he was willing to use a leaf of the elixir! He raised a coward who doesn't dare to fight!"
"Hehe, who knows what he is thinking, maybe he is happy physically!"
"He is a mortal after all..."
"It seems like he is just a loser. He has no dignity at all. He dares to refuse a bet."
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The voices, coming from men and women, continued to hurl insults.
On the high platform, Han Feiren looked at Nan Xiao with great interest.
Orchids on the cliff, strong bamboos in the rainstorm, what surprises will the beautiful and fragrant Nanxiao bring him next?
Many gray-robed medicine farmers around were weeping. These people felt that they, who were also mortals, had been insulted.
A little boy of eight or nine years old had red eyes, sniffed hard, and said angrily: "You are mortals when you open your mouth and shut up. Don't you come from mortals?"
Before he finished speaking, the little boy was blocked by a pair of big hands. "My lords, I'm sorry. It was my lack of discipline and my grandson bumped into you. Please forgive me. I am willing to take the punishment on his behalf!" The old man with white hair and a somewhat stooped figure hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
"grandfather!"
The little boy shed more tears.
"It's okay, I'd like to hear it, grandson of a medicine farmer, continue." Han Feiren waved his hand, and the blue marks under his eyes were a little solemn at this time.
Seeing that his grandfather had been helped up by the people next to him, the little boy became bolder again. He stretched out his fat hand, pointed at Nan Xiao, and shouted again: "Reporting to Mr. Han, there are a group of big people in Qingya Blessed Land." Bad guys. Just now, the big bad guys have been calling that beautiful sister a waste, and they have been insulting all kinds of bad things about mortals. But in Qingya Blessed Land, planting herbs, clearing land, planting crops and cutting rice are all dirty and tiring work. It's all done by us mortals! Those bad guys are enjoying the benefits and scolding us! I'm not willing to accept it! Also! This beautiful sister is the trash in the mouth of those bad guys. I just saw with my own eyes that the beautiful sister first beat the bad guy down, and then One against eight, and I haven’t lost yet! From now on, I will work hard to become an immortal and impress you bad guys!"
Most of the other drug farmers had red eyes, carefully restraining their inner grievances.
Even the little boy's grandfather, who was kneeling on the ground, was trembling, whether because of emotion or fear.
Nan Xiao looked at the little boy who regarded her as a role model with mixed emotions.
Not knowing how to comfort her, she could only smile in return.
Brother, I am also admired by others.
Han Feiren was in a good mood when he saw the wintersweet blooming in winter.
Finally, the little boy was taken away by his grandfather, and the other gray-robed medicine farmers who were watching the excitement also left silently.
After rejecting another person's request to fight, Nan Xiao's breathing stabilized, and the vitality that had been dispersed by Jasi Xuanfa's attack had now recovered.
Nan Xiao himself never thought that the third person to challenge would be Congratulations.
Nine years later, Zhu Ci still has some freckles on his face, but his delicate face has not been diminished in the slightest, and instead it has become more recognizable.
During these years, I practiced hard while holding my breath and never slacked off.
Even though she was always bullied by Bao Fei and others, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, and finally became the fourth cultivator of the sea of suffering after Tan, Bao Fei, and Lin Feng.
But after becoming an official cultivator of Qingya Blessed Land, Zhu Ci sadly discovered that although she was no longer beaten or scolded, she was still not out of the sea of suffering.
Bao Fei has a strong desire for control, and her layers of spiritual and financial exploitation make Zhu Ci breathless.
I could receive three bottles of Baicao liquid every month, but most of them were withheld by Bao Fei, and sometimes I couldn't even keep one bottle.
If things go on like this, she, who has mediocre qualifications, is destined to be left behind by Yu Tan and Bao Fei.
Congratulations, but after judging that Nan Xiao was exhausted, she decided to grab a glimmer of hope from her former friend.
The moonlight swayed, the congratulations were graceful, and the freckles on the face were like stars.
"Nan Xiao, actually - it's good to be a mortal, why do you have to torture yourself like this?"
