Cultivation Of Immortals: I Surpassed The Son Of Fortune

"Register first when entering the city, line up and line up!"

At the gate of Qingyun City, the guards are on duty. Suddenly the sunlight above his head disappeared, and when he looked up, a giant man like an iron tower stood in front of him.

"This strong man, please register over there when you enter the city." The guarding soldier felt timid and forced a smile.

It was Li Kui who came.

Li Kui snorted coldly, he didn't intend to register anything.

Ignoring the guarding soldiers, Li Kui walked towards the city with his head held high.

"" The soldiers guarding the city didn't dare to say anything, they could only watch Li Kui cross the checkpoint and enter the city.

The rest of the people in line were a little dissatisfied: "Why can those two people enter the city without registration?"

The guarding soldiers glared over, "You're looking for death! Didn't you see the two axes on his back? This guy is Black Whirlwind, and that's Nascent Soul cultivator! I think my life is too long!"

"Black whirlwind? The black whirlwind from the one hundred and eight villages in Qingzhou?" Everyone looked at the back of the city in amazement.

Inside the city, Shi Qian was in a daze, so he entered the city?

They are bandits!

Li Kui grinned: "Brother Shi, how are you?" My brother Shi Qian is good at everything, but his courage is a bit lacking.

You must know that their 108 strongholds are in Qingzhou, but they are famous far and wide, and Li Kui is the best among them.

Anywhere in Qingzhou, except Qingyun Academy, where can I go?

Even Qingzhou State Shepherd has to give him some face.

"Brother Kui is famous, I admire it." Shi Qian gave a thumbs up, a little envious in his heart.

He is also the owner of the one hundred and eight villages, but Shiqian can only bully some small towns in a small way, while Li Kui can run wild in Qingyun City.

In the final analysis, it is still the difference caused by strength.

If I have the strength of Nascent Soul late stage, I can also do this.

The two came to the center of the city, where the tallest building was the Treasure Building. Li Kui walked in, and according to the information of that fat pig, City Lord Hu, that man named Lu Yi had left Shanquan City a few days ago.

Qingzhou is so big, finding someone is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack, and it is much easier to use the power of Jubaolou.

On the second day, news spread from Qingyun City that Li Kui, the black whirlwind from 108 villages, was looking for someone who had stepped forward in Shanquan City to stop the attack from Guflea Village.

This person's name is Lu Yi!

"If it's a man! Come out and fight with my old Li in a dignified manner! If you win, the previous incident will never be blamed! If you lose, you will kowtow to your brothers in public on the Qingyun City Tower !” These are Li Kui’s original words.

On the tower, Li Kui stood upright, and a flag of justice for heaven was planted on the tower.

Qingyun City is where the state capital of Qingzhou is located. A bandit actually did such an arrogant act on the city tower, but no one came forward to stop him. No matter how you look at this scene, it looks very weird.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators in Qingyun City talked a lot.

"The one hundred and eight villages are really rampant in Qingzhou, and it's really presumptuous to hold up the bandit flag here!"

"Then who is Lu Yi? How could Hei Xuanfeng do it himself?"

"I heard that it is a cultivator who has traveled here from other states, and somehow he offended one hundred and eight villages, and made such a commotion."

"This person is miserable enough. He was targeted by the black whirlwind just after he came here. I'm afraid he's too scared to hide now and dare not show his face."

"No! I've heard of Lu Yi's name." In the teahouse, a storyteller said mysteriously, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the others.

"I have a colleague who just returned from a trip to Cangzhou some time ago and encountered a big event."

"Cangzhou in the south? What happened? Could it be related to this Lu Yi?" A tea customer asked curiously.

"That's right," the storyteller took a sip of tea and slapped the table next to him, obviously suffering from an occupational disease, "If you want to talk about Lu Yi, it's terrible, if you really want to talk about it, you have to start with the Jian Lanzong."

Following the storyteller's eloquence, everyone became clear about Lu Yi's origin.

This person was dressed in white, followed by a fat cat, and another young man named Xiao Yan, and the two of them took down the sword and mist sect, the biggest force in Cangzhou.

And one of them is the Nascent Soul period, and the other is only the Gold Core period.

What's even more astonishing is that shortly after subduing Jianlanzong, the Void Returning Thunder Tribulation appeared on the top of Jianlanzong's mountain, and he was kicked back by this person!

The people of Qingzhou respected the strong, and many of them took Chao Tianwang as their idol, and many people even imitated the outfits of the strong from all walks of life in the 108 villages, causing many jokes.

In the mouth of the storyteller, Lu Yi is portrayed as more mysterious and powerful, which also arouses the fascination of many tea guests in the teahouse, wishing for Lu Yi to appear as soon as possible, so as to see her demeanor.

"Meow?" In the teahouse, a big orange cat was showing off the pastries on the table, and a man in white was sitting on the side seat with a smile.

"I'll go, brother, your speed is too fast!" Some tea guests found the man's outfit, which was almost the same as the storyteller's description, and they even expressed their admiration.

Of course, they didn't think that the person in front of them was Lu Yi himself, but in the storyteller's mouth, Lu Yi was a fierce man who could kill a Sect Master by stepping up and down, and then even retreated from the Void Returning Thunder Tribulation.

Faced with the provocation of the black whirlwind, such a character should climb up the tower to fight against him immediately. How could he listen to other people bragging about himself in such a small teahouse?

I just don't know when this person got this outfit, it still looks decent. The tea drinkers on the side murmured in their hearts.

Also, this cat is too good to eat. After a while, the pastry plates on the table are half the height of a person!

After the storyteller finished speaking, he felt a little parched, took a sip of tea, took off his hat and placed it in front of everyone.

The story is over, and today's harvest is indispensable.

Earn Spirit Stones, no shame.

Many tea drinkers smiled, threw out one or two Spirit Stones piecemeal, and soon filled most of the storyteller's hat.

Of course, not everyone is willing to pay this money, and the storyteller didn’t care, he weighed the hat, and there are more than 30 Spirit Stones, which is not bad.

"The story is well told, and you will be rewarded for your hard work." The man in white threw an object casually, and it landed precisely on the storyteller's hat.

The storyteller took this object out, and after inputting Spirit Power, the object grew in the wind and turned into a spear.

The storyteller's hand trembled, almost unable to hold it.

This spear is clearly a Tier 2 spiritual weapon, worth a thousand Spirit Stones!

Obediently! How many stories do you have to tell yourself to earn it!

Everyone was also shocked by the man's generosity.

What he gave out was a second-order spiritual weapon, this person is really a local tyrant!

"Brother, are you still short of pets?" The tea drinker glanced at the orange cat next to the man, and said half-jokingly.

"" Everyone was defeated by this person's indiscretion.

The man also smiled, and picked up the fat cat that was still eating non-stop: "Okay, I'm in a good mood, it's time to get down to business. Xiao Er, pay the bill!"

Xiao Er rushed over, but only found a Spirit Stones on the table, but he was nowhere to be seen.

The next moment, someone found the man in white appeared on the tower.

His jaw was about to drop to the ground in shock: "Er Di Niang, it's the real thing!"