"How can we, the monks of the Yan family, take a fancy to a mere elementary or mid-level talisman? The same goes for your spiritual wine. We came out in a hurry and didn't bring it with us this time. Otherwise, how could we want to buy your low-grade product with no spiritual energy."
This female cultivator from the Yan family, who was quite young and wore bright makeup, was really rude when she spoke. She almost had the word "look down on" written on her face.
The male cultivator of the Yan family beside her frowned and stared at Luo Hong dissatisfiedly, as if he was greatly offended.
"Haha, I'll take my leave."
The killing intent flashed through Luo Hong's eyes, and he immediately turned around and left without wanting to say another word to these two people.
Who would have thought that the male cultivator from the Yan family had such a violent temper that he would throw a magic weapon at Luo Hong, who had her back turned to him, at the slightest disagreement!
The spiritual water amulet was activated instantly, and the water shield transformed by spiritual energy blocked the blow. Luo Hong turned around with a gloomy face, and met a pair of bloodthirsty and crazy eyes.
"Ouch! There's a fight, let's go, let's go!"
"Quickly go and inform the seniors who organized the meeting that someone is causing trouble!"
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Within a ten-foot radius surrounding Luo Hong and the Yan family, all the casual cultivators ran away in a matter of seconds.
"Good talisman, fellow Taoist, please sell it to me too!"
"Don't even think about it!"
The clay figurine also has three points of fire. Although this person seems to be mentally disturbed, this is not something he can rely on to act recklessly. Luo Hong is not afraid of a fight.
"How dare you Daoist, let me strike the thunder hammer again!"
The male cultivator of the Yan family was easily angered, his magic power surged wildly, the lightning on the magic weapon crackled, and he was about to strike with all his strength.
The opponent had the eleventh level of Qi refining, and the magical weapon he used was extremely powerful. Luo Hong did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he first activated the hidden diamond talisman.
The golden aura immediately merged with the water spirit shield. With the combination of gold and water, the defense capability was more than doubled.
Immediately afterwards, regardless of the opponent's thunder hammer magic weapon, the water bomb technique was used to shoot the opponent's body in a frantic manner.
"Boom!"
The thunder hammer struck the golden water spirit cover, and there was a dull sound of hammer beating heavy drum.
I saw layers of ripples on the golden water spirit cover, instantly dispersing the force to every corner, only letting the thunder hammer sink a few inches to resolve the blow.
On the other side, Luo Hong's bursts of water bombs were also blocked by the Yan family's male cultivation, only to explode clouds of spiritual energy mist around him.
"Fellow Taoist, your magic is so weak!"
Taunt now while you can, you won't be able to open your mouth soon!
Luo Hong silently held a junior-intermediate ice wind talisman between his fingers, and just as he was about to activate it, he felt the mana aura of many foundation-building monks approaching.
The three of them looked up at the sky at the same time and saw three foundation-building monks, one purple, one white, and one yellow, coming hand in hand.
"Yan Kuang, Yan Xiao, the Immortal Ascension Conference is coming soon, you still have the time to fool around!"
The one in purple is a monk from the Yan family. As soon as he arrived, he defined Yan Kuang's sneak attack as nonsense and made it clear that he wanted to protect him.
"Yan Xiao, how are you doing with my basic sword-handling skills at Huadaowu? I need my uncle to give you some advice."
The white-clothed monk is a foundation-building immortal cultivator at Huadaowu. Judging from what he said, Yan Xiao is already the winner of the Immortal Ascension Conference determined by Huadaowu.
The three people had a conflict, and two of them had already found a backer. There was no doubt that Luo Hong would be held accountable if he didn't do something.
The female foundation-building cultivator of Yellow Maple Valley was much younger than Yan Xiao. She looked erratic at this moment, as if her mind had already gone elsewhere, and she didn't care whether Luo Hong, a disciple in the Qi refining stage, would be punished.
"Young Master Uncle, Junior Luo Hong, and Master Liu, how are you doing in seclusion?"
"Are you the qi-refining disciple that Third Senior Brother values? You have become very famous in the sect recently, but this is the first time I see you. Huh? You have practiced the qi-condensing technique well, and even I can't notice you. The breath of mana."
Zhong Weiniang is a very famous cultivation genius in Huang Maple Valley. She successfully established the foundation when she was only 16 years old. Currently, she is 24 years old and is the seventh disciple of Li Huayuan.
"They are just common names, not comparable to those of Junior Master Uncle and Master Liu."
Luo Hong bowed his hands in greeting and smiled bitterly to himself. He had indeed heard that someone was rumoring that he was the richest disciple in the Qi Refining Stage of Huang Maple Valley, but he never thought that it had already spread to the ears of the Immortal Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. This was not a good thing.
"It turns out that my little friend is a member of Senior Brother Liu Jing. You really can't be judged by appearance. I regard this matter as a misunderstanding and there is no need to pursue it further."
"Well, Senior Brother Liu's face must be given to Mr. Yan. Let's stop this matter."
The foundation-building monks of Huadaowu and the Yan family, relying on their cultivation in the middle stage of foundation-building, completely regarded Zhong Weiniang as if they were nothing, and spoke only of Liu Jing. The other immortal cultivators in Huang Maple Valley would have been angry, but Zhong Weiniang was Overjoyed.
Luo Hong had known that Zhong Weiniang was devotedly in love with Liu Jing, but she didn't know that she was so brainless that she was probably one step away from giving birth to her inner demon.
Although the current handling method is very unfair to Luo Hong, under the joint pressure of the Yan family and Huadaowu, Luo Hong does not dare to expect too much, as long as he can protect himself.
"Senior Nephew Luo, you are also here to see the Immortal Ascension Conference. Then follow me and tell me about the last time Third Senior Brother killed the evil cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in Xiangshan Mountain."
Zhong Weiniang turned her beautiful eyes and said with a sly tone.
"Junior, I obey."
Luo Hong's original plan included watching the Immortal Ascension Conference. After all, this was the arena competition that was closest to a life-and-death fight. It was an excellent opportunity to collect data on the fighting skills of the immortal cultivators.
However, since he unexpectedly met Zhong Weiniang, there was one more thing that he could do easily.
Luo Hong followed Zhong Weiniang and flew away with her weapon for a moment before arriving at the place where the Immortal Ascension Conference was held.
Seven arenas simply made of earth and stone are located in the center, surrounded by exquisite buildings. The largest is where the foundation-building disciples of the seven sects judge, and the smaller ones are where the foundation-building monks of the major cultivating families watch the battle.
Zhong Weiniang took Luo Hong and flew straight to a building on the west side. When she landed at a red table on the roof, she asked Luo Hong to sit down next to her.
This made Luo Hong very surprised. Logically speaking, he, a Qi Refining Stage disciple, should not sit at the same table as a Foundation Establishment Stage monk, especially when there were four other Foundation Establishment Stage monks sitting around this table, two of whom were wearing It’s the Yan family’s purple coat.
However, Zhong Weiniang's eyes were not only firm, but also a little threatening. Luo Hong could only sit down and he immediately felt several strands of divine consciousness sweeping over his body without concealment.
If a cultivator of the same level acted like this, it would not be an exaggeration to start a fight immediately, but the opponent was a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, so Luo Hong could only endure it.
"Junior Sister Zhong, your junior's Qi Condensation Technique is really amazing. The disciples of Huang Maple Valley are indeed extraordinary."
The male cultivator of the Yan family's Foundation Establishment Stage who spoke spoke in a very gentle tone. Upon hearing this, you could tell that he meant it, and his intentions were clear.
"Hmph, only a person as timid as a mouse can practice Qi Condensation to this extent! He is still disheveled, how can he look so decent!"
Another cultivator from the Yan family has neither yin nor yang appearance, and his voice is neither yin nor yang. It is really unpleasant to listen to.
But no one here showed any displeasure, just because this person's cultivation level has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, which is the highest among the people here.
Luo Hong's eyes glanced around the faces of the two Yan family members and Zhong Weiniang, and he immediately understood his role.
Is dual cultivation so delicious? !
