Chuiliu in the audience almost knelt down in front of Master Xuan. He said he should be cautious in his words and deeds before. Master Xuan didn't listen at all and didn't say anything. With her arrogant appearance, how big will she be when she gets out? Only her family background allowed her to survive under the swords of major aristocratic families.
"Ancestor, please take it easy. You won't stay in the ghost forest forever. You will have to get out sooner or later. Kind words create good relationships, but bad words hurt people's hearts!"
Xuanzhu didn't like hearing Chuiliu's words, "Aren't I doing charity? They were raised by their families without any fighting spirit. I help them cultivate the fighting spirit of the next generation for free. They burn incense and worship Buddha as thanks. I am the correct answer."
"If this is the case, if they all think I am a villain, that can only mean one thing."
Even though we know that Master Xuan has nothing nice to say, there are still some people who want to hear the disbelief: "What's going on?"
"Two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed. One is a soldier and a coward, and another is a coward. This should be the case in their family."
The outside world is watching all this through the illusion, and the immortal cultivating families wish they could just break into the ghost forest and cut the Xuan Master into pieces. This would be too embarrassing.
And after Xuanzhu's stimulation, some people did come up in anger.
It's just that before they could stand firm on the stage for two seconds, they were knocked down by Master Xuan with a direct punch.
Xuanzhu Qiansheng still yelled: "I haven't done anything yet, and you just fall on the ground, right? I've seen you like this a lot, and I tell you it won't work!"
She pointed at Immortal Emperor Mo Yu who was sitting firmly on the high platform and said distractedly: "Immortal Emperor Mo Yu is watching with wide eyes. I only threw one punch, not a fatal blow!"
All the monks in the audience couldn't help but curse. If you can go head-to-head with Zhu Yan, the king of the ghost forest, how heavy can this punch be? Don't you have some ideas in mind?
It turned out that she really didn't.
"Don't say I hit you hard. The four shabby old men in my family said that my little energy was just like tickling them. You are still young, so you can't be weaker than them."
"...."
This person, after abusing his body, he also abused his heart. It was too much. They shouldn't come here. How could he be so impulsive?
The monks on the stage used all their strength to climb down and said they would not stay on the stage anymore.
"Hey, why are you going?"
Hearing Master Xuan calling them from behind, they instantly climbed faster, fearing that they would be completely left behind in this arena if they were one step too late.
"Don't go, look at you, you are so impatient after saying a few words. We are all boys. They are not as big as me. How can we do big things in the future?"
With the lessons learned just now, no matter how much Xuanzhu stimulates, no one will come to the ring again this time.
After all, if you stand in the audience, you are just hurting your heart. If you stand on the stage, you will be physically and mentally damaged, and you will be hurt everywhere.
"It's boring."
Xuanzhu was bored to the point of crossing her legs. She raised her head and turned her gaze to the distracted Immortal Emperor Mo Yu on the high platform. "No one is on stage, and it can't end early. So can you come closer to me? I really want to sleep."
The current distance can make Xuanzhu feel sleepy, but it is not enough to support her in falling asleep. This feeling is the most difficult to bear.
Immortal Emperor Mo Yu was distracted and silently shifted his gaze to another place as an answer to her question.
Master Xuan yawned greatly, looking at Immortal Emperor Mo Yu's distracted eyes with a bit of fierceness.
"You have to make me sleep comfortable sooner or later."
Before he finished speaking, the sky above Xuanzhu's head suddenly turned dark, and bursts of roaring thunder could still be vaguely heard.
When I looked up, I saw that the sky above my head was covered with dark clouds, and the clouds were densely filled with lightning.
"It's a catastrophe!"
Someone shouted, and then everyone became excited.
"At this time, God can't stand you anymore and has come out to deal with you. Haha, this is the Nine Colors Tengyun Tribulation, you are dead, haha."
"No matter how invulnerable you are, you still can't withstand this top-notch calamity. God is so open-minded that I will kill you, a monster!"
Everyone was cursing the Xuan Master crazily, as if they were drunk.
They firmly believed that the Heavenly Tribulation would be able to kill Xuan Master, but they did not notice the fierce old man standing next to him, whose face was as pale as paper.
Regarding the sudden appearance of the heavenly tribulation, Xuanzhu frowned slightly. According to the calculations of the old men, her first heavenly tribulation should be fifty years later. How could it be so far in advance? It was really wrong.
Xuanzhu took half a step back, which showed how panicked she was now. It was precisely because of this that everyone was more convinced that this catastrophe would definitely wipe out the Xuan Master.
Seeing that the first catastrophe was about to strike, the black gold iron-eating beast immediately opened its arms to protect the mysterious master tightly.
"boom!"
The first thunderbolt fell in response to the expectant gazes of everyone, but it did not hit the Xuan Master, but instead hit the fierce old man in the audience.
Black gold iron-eating beast: "Yeah~ eh."
"You mean, ancient ferocious beasts have this calamity in their lives. After it passes, they can be reborn as immortal beasts and enjoy the incense of thousands of people. Otherwise, their bones will be shattered and ashes will be scattered, and their bodies will not be seen after death?"
The black gold iron-eating beast nodded.
"Then the fierce old man is in danger, isn't he?"
"Hmm~"
The Xuan Master looked at the fierce old man with some worry.
"嘤嘤嘤~"
Hearing the reminder from the black gold iron-eating beast, Master Xuan looked sideways at the audience. Sure enough, the group of monks were staring at the fierce old man with eager eyes. Some of them even used magic weapons and spiritual power, waiting for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.
The fierce old man had already returned to his original form after the first thunder struck down, but even so, there were many cracks on his body.
If the first thunderbolt was like this, how could he survive the next few thunderbolts?
Recalling the time Zhu Yan tried his best to save himself, Master Xuan turned around and was about to get off the ring to help him, but was stopped by the fierce old man.
"do not come!"
The fierce old man said with unsteady breath: "If I fall into the calamity, I hope that you can inherit my good fortune. Don't take advantage of those incompetent juniors!"
Xuanzhu wanted to step forward, but was grabbed by the corner of his clothes by the black gold iron-eating beast behind him, "Yeah~"
At the same time, the fierce old man looked at her resolutely.
Master Xuan closed his eyes, calmed his mind, then turned around and walked back to the center of the ring.
She came to her sack, took out a brick from it, and then carried the brick to the position closest to the fierce old man on the ring, and then sat still.
She lightly glanced at the eager people in the audience and weighed the bricks up and down with her hands.
The cold words were mixed with threats and warnings: "You'd better be honest with me, otherwise I won't be able to guarantee whether you will live or die if I take this brick."
