Cultivation of Immortality

Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan were now even more troubled. The Soul Collector was determined to at least cripple Lang Xing. When they were about to go up and dissuade him, they received a telepathic message from Lang Xing.

"You worship the will of heaven and fear the heaven, so don't always wrong yourself. This Immortal Seeking Conference has made you do too many things that go against your nature. You need to worry about whether your nature will be distorted. There is a saying in our Minsi world that good words are hard to persuade a damned ghost. This may be the will of heaven. If you insist on going against your nature and the will of heaven, you may get yourself involved."

The Queen looked at him with resentful eyes and said in her heart: "I am afraid that you will be hurt. Can't you see how fierce he is!"

Lang Xing winked at her, "Maybe I am the damned ghost. If so, it would be a good thing for you if I die. Don't you want me to talk about Taoism? The Taoism of a damned ghost is naturally harmful and useless. Let God help you identify it."

The Queen angrily cast her eyes into the distance and stopped looking at him. Although they only spent one day together, she already had a good impression of Lang Xing, so now it is not just about Taoism, but also about feelings.

Seeing the state of Empress Yuan, Emperor Yuan couldn't take the initiative to persuade the Soul Collector, so he could only carefully ask Empress Yuan what to do.

"Let him fight! He deserves to die, it's God's will!" Empress Yuan replied angrily.

Seeing that Empress Yuan was no longer causing trouble, Lang Xing became more calm, and used his usual method of irritating people, leaving the furious Soul Collector aside, and smiled and bowed to Fairy Miao Lu, saying, "Thank you Fairy for being fair and just, your voices are really nice, I hate noisy people the most, but if you are willing to chatter in my ears, it would be a great blessing."

Fairy Miao Lu smiled, then put away her smile and said, "You haven't been transformed for long, adjust your mood quickly, this battle will be difficult for you."

Lang Xing smiled and nodded, and the Soul Collector who was posing in the air couldn't help but roared, "What are you dawdling about?! Are you scared! Come up!"

Lang Xing didn't even look at him, and shook his head He said to himself, "Hua Yu is nothing. Such a stupid person can become a feather. He has killed so many innocent souls. I don't know how much torture he will suffer in the underworld. If it were me, I would have been in a state of panic all day long. How could I dare to do something to seek death?"

The soul-collecting master shouted, "Who are you trying to scare? I am not afraid of being scared!"

Lang Xing ignored him again and looked at Shen Si leisurely, saying, "My sword is my signature weapon. Now I want to fight with you people from the Tiangong world. Are you pretending to be confused? Are you afraid that your people will lose? Are you all so shameless in the Tiangong world? Aren't you afraid of being despised by everyone?"

The Queen looked at Shen Si with a gloomy face. She thought what Lang Xing said was right.

Shensi knew he was not right, and with a sullen face, he took out the black brocade set and released the Water Thunder Sword, "Take it! But when you defeat us, we will still take this sword back, as a reward for sparing your life."

Lang Xing summoned the Water Thunder Sword and let it hang above his head. Although this treasure did not show its power, the terrifying aura emitted by the thunder still made the longevity cultivators secretly strengthen their vigilance.

With the help of this treasure, Lang Xing seemed to become more majestic. He said to Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan: "My cultivation is low, I need to prepare a little." This is deliberately bad.

Emperor Yuan and Empress Yuan both nodded in agreement. No one had anything to say about this request. After all, he was only more than a thousand years old, and it was not excessive to make such a small request in the face of such a severe war.

When Lang Xing put away the Water Thunder Sword and began to close his eyes and meditate, the Soul Collector who was posing in the sky became even more embarrassed. If he continued to pose, it would be a joke. If he retreated for the time being, it would be ridiculous. He had no choice but to put down his posture and put his hands behind his back to show a leisurely attitude, but this was also embarrassing enough.

Su Wan wanted to laugh and scold at the same time. Lang Xing was really bad when he was bad. In these two lives, he had mastered the trick of relying on small things to sell small things. This trick not only made the Soul Collector look bad, but also eliminated his momentum. It was too clever, but she really couldn't laugh now. Although Lang Xing had the ability to easily defeat the cultivators of the same level, it was hard to say about fighting monsters from other worlds. Her heart was always hanging in her throat.

Lang Xing knew how to grasp the timing. It was enough to make the Soul Collector look bad for a while. If it lasted too long, everyone would get tired of him. So he opened his eyes after only twenty breaths, and flew to the sky with a calm face without even looking at Su Wan.

Some of the crowd looked up, while others closed their eyes and used their spiritual sense to observe every small move of the two. Real sword and gun fights rarely occurred in the Immortal Seeking Conference, which was very different from sparring. Although almost everyone believed that the Soul Collector would definitely win, because the Tiangong Realm had a unique advantage in terms of combat power, and their treasures were too powerful, but this fight was still worth watching carefully.

Lang Xing flew to a distance of ten thousand feet away from the Soul Collector in a relaxed manner before stopping. For a battle at the level of Huayu, this distance was a bit close. He had calculated this. Even the powerful treasures such as the Lie Qian Bow came from the Tiangong Realm. He must not give the other party too much time to activate the treasure, otherwise he would most likely die under the other party's first attack.

The Soul Collector certainly didn't want him to get so close, but he came leisurely without any defense, so he couldn't stop nervously, because the distance of ten thousand feet was a little closer, but it was also reasonable. Relying on the powerful defensive treasures, he felt that it was not a big problem.

Lang Xing pointed at him with an indifferent expression and said, "I'll give you another chance. Now apologize for your dirty words just now, and I can let it go." This deliberate posturing was actually a secret attempt to use the "Flying Finger". It would be great if he could kill the opponent with one finger. Unfortunately, this killer move did not work as usual.

"Go to hell, dirty rat!" The soul-collecting master, who had been teased for a long time, could finally vent his anger. He glared at Lang Xing, waiting for Lang Xing to make a move and then beat him half to death with the Nine Spirit Rope!

Facing the insults, Lang Xing didn't even blink, as if he didn't hear it, keeping a cold expression, and asked lightly: "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready, come on!" The soul-collecting master pinched the spell with both hands, he was like a fully drawn bow, just waiting for a thunderous blow.

Lang Xing had no intention of taking action. He quietly looked at the Soul Collector with a smile on his lips, as if he was laughing at the word "morning". The people below also wanted to laugh. The Soul Collector was really angry and spoke without thinking.

Just as everyone was concentrating on watching Lang Xing and nervously waiting to see how he would make a move, a huge change suddenly occurred!

"Ah!" The Soul Collector, whose whole body was tense, suddenly let out a painful cry as if he was stung by a scorpion, and retreated backwards in panic. In a hurry, the defensive treasure was desperately activated, and a layer of dazzling and gorgeous light appeared outside his body, and his figure was covered in it. As he retreated quickly, a light and shadow like a colorful meteor was formed.

ps: Let me say a few words about the stock market. The market will open tomorrow on the 8th. I believe many people are impatient.

I don't trade stocks, but I want to tell friends who like this book a logic, which is a kind reminder.

My logic is this: the external environment is getting worse, the domestic economy is declining, some places have difficulty paying civil servants, and the real estate market, which has almost been cut in half, is in urgent need of rescue. There are too many places that need money. In this case, will you give everyone a lot of red envelopes in the stock market? Is there a basis for the stock market to continue to rise?

I am afraid of delaying everyone's fortune, but since there is a judgment that goes against the market atmosphere, I want to remind my close friends that everyone should just listen to one voice, especially newcomers to the stock market.

Of course, China's stock market has always been a policy market, and it is not surprising that it has gone out of the unreasonable market. Being timid may miss the opportunity to make money.

I personally think that it is better to make less money than to lose everything, so friends who want to gamble hard, please calm down a little, expect to lose before expecting to win, consider the most unfavorable results, and then rush in with a clear mind and clear goals.