Data Cultivation System

ps: I went to the car dealership today to look at the car, and I will pick up the car tomorrow morning. If I get up early, I will write a chapter first in the morning. If I get up late, maybe the update at noon tomorrow can only be postponed to the afternoon or evening.

Zhuge Xiang, under the oppression of the spiritual thoughts of the monks in the transformation stage, even though his whole body was trembling like chaff, and even though his seven holes were bleeding, he still persisted, and his consciousness did not collapse. This tenacious heart shocked everyone present Apart from that, he secretly admired it.

However, when everyone's attention was focused here, a voice appeared out of nowhere, which actually made the power of the transformation stage disappear invisible.

The sudden sound at the door made everyone turn their heads away, only to see a man standing at the door, but that image made people disagree, and many people frowned secretly.

He was dressed in rags, his exposed skin was full of dirt, and he didn't know how long he hadn't taken a shower. Those who were closer to him could smell a foul smell, unkempt, scumbags, Drunk and sleepy, like a drunk on the street.

The tattered wine gourd in his hand, the mouth of the gourd dangled downwards, but there was not a drop of wine, sighed, the man then said to Liu Niang: "Miss Boss, please bring me a bowl of wine."

While talking, the drunk stretched out his dirty hand. In his hand, there were seven or eight copper coins, and there were only seven or eight copper coins. He dared to come to the famous Yanling County and spent a lot of money drinking all over the building. It's confusing.

"Where did the drunk come from?" Many people in Huamanlou looked at each other, some of them couldn't figure out the identity of the drunk.

If you encounter it in other places, this kind is almost lying on the corner of the street. No one will pay attention. But just at the critical moment. One sentence can actually dissipate the aura of the transformation stage, this drunk man is obviously not that simple.

To dissipate the aura of the monks at the stage of transformation, at least one needs to be above the stage of transformation. However, the strong men of the stage of transformation have survived the catastrophe one by one and escaped from the shackles of mortals. The flying of the imperial weapon is an existence that people look up to. In the eyes of everyone, the strong man in the transformation stage is completely incompatible with the drunk man in front of him.

Panting loudly, Zhuge Xiang almost collapsed due to the oppression of his spiritual sense just now, but when he saw this drunk. But slightly startled: "Brother Qing Mingzi?"

That's right, this man who looked extremely sloppy. It was none other than Qing Mingzi. Zhuge Xiang knew very well about Qing Mingzi's cultivation. He was a cultivator who successfully broke through to the stage of transforming gods a few years ago. Cultivation is completely incomparable.

Looking at this sloppy man, Liu Niang rolled her eyes slightly, and then ordered the attendant next to her to pour Qing Mingzi a bowl of fine Hua Qianyue wine.

The intoxicating aroma of the wine made Qing Mingzi twitch his nose greedily, and then said to Liu Niang: "Although this wine is good wine, but I only have a few copper coins, so I can't afford it."

"This bowl of wine is considered to be a concubine's invitation to you to drink, and it is considered to be a friend." Liu Niang made a gesture of invitation and said.

"Then I'm not polite." Picking up the bowl of wine, Qing Mingzi raised his head, gurgling, drinking the bowl of fine wine until not a single drop was left.

In Huamanlou, all the people's eyes were on Qing Mingzi. Is he a cultivator in the transformation stage? Looking at Qing Mingzi, many people shook their heads secretly, this is not like a master at all.

Zhen Yeming of the Qingxu Sword Sect stared at Qing Mingzi for a long time, but didn't feel anything strange, then he ignored him and focused his eyes on Zhuge Xiang again. , The power of the transformation stage emerged again, with the long sword in hand, he shouted in a deep voice: "Little Zhuge, hand over the sword code to me, otherwise, I can only kill you and find it from your storage ring." .

"Hmph..." Zhuge Xiang dared to snort coldly in the face of the cultivators in the stage of transformation, and said, "Isn't this exactly what you want to do? But you have realized the sword intent after splitting the air, isn't your jealousy already Does it make you want to kill? You Qingxu Sword Sect are really brave. The sword code has been in my hands for so long, and you dare not go to the inner sect to find me, but you dare to ask me for it when I come out. You Qingxu The Sword Sect is nothing but a bunch of cowardly cowards."

boom! ! !

Zhuge Xiang's words were like a thunderbolt, which made everyone in Huamanlou dumbfounded and stunned. The monks in the transformation stage actually scolded whenever they wanted, regardless of Zhuge Xiang's strength, just this courage makes people I have to express my admiration.

Zhen Yeming of the Qingxu Sword Sect blushed and was furious. Of course, it was more because of Zhuge Xiang's insight into the thoughts in his heart, and even speaking out in public.

Jealousy, shame, and resentment made Zhen Yeming's killing intent towards Zhuge Xiang stronger than ever. It is even more unacceptable for a monk in the stage of transformation to be humiliated in public.

"You want to die!", he yelled, although in terms of swordsmanship, Zhen Yeming was restrained by Zhuge Xiang's sword intent, but after all, he was at the stage of transforming gods, Zhen Yeming's attack was definitely not something that Zhuge Xiang could resist.

Amid the stern shouts, Zhen Yeming raised the long sword in his hand. With his movements, the vitality of the heaven and the earth fluctuated. This is a cultivator at the transformation stage. Even if he didn't cast spells, he just used swordsmanship. He can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth with every move , to bless your own attack power.

"Hahaha, well said." However, just as Zhen Yeming's sword was about to fall, a loud laugh sounded suddenly.

Qing Mingzi, who had finished drinking Hua Qianyue's wine, slammed the bowl in his hand on the ground, and scattered fragments, a piece of which was old in his hand, flicked his fingers, and the whistling fragments jingled, directly smashing Zhen Yeming's body. The long sword broke.

Jingle...

Zhen Yeming's magic weapon long sword fell to the ground, and the crisp sound seemed to fall on the apex of everyone's heart. Everyone, looking at the broken sword on the ground, all looked at Qing Mingzi with amazed expressions.

How could a piece of ceramic shard break off the magic weapon long sword that gathered the power of a cultivator in the transformation stage? What kind of cultivation is this sloppy drunk? Unfathomable.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, would you want to be an enemy of my Qingxu Sword Sect?" Although Zhen Yeming's face changed drastically, Zhen Yeming was also a master of the Qingxu Sword Sect. He turned his head and fixed his eyes on Qing Mingzi. shouted sharply.

"My junior brother is right. You guys from the Qingxu Sword Sect are all cowards. They bully a cultivator in the sky-splitting stage with their cultivation at the stage of transformation, and they haven't taken advantage of it yet, haha", Qing Ming Son, he laughed loudly, extremely insolent. But what he said made Zhen Yeming's face darken even more, so gloomy that he almost dripped water.

"Junior brother? This Zhuge Xiang is an inner disciple of the Asura Sect. Isn't this drunk man a true disciple of the Asura Sect's transformation stage?" Many people were shocked in low voices when they heard Qing Mingzi's words in the building full of flowers. call out.

It's also in the stage of transforming gods, so Zhen Yeming is from the Qingxu Sword Sect, but Qing Mingzi. But it belongs to Asura Sect, can this be compared? Whether it's cultivation or background. Qing Mingzi completely blew Zhen Yeming.

Taking out the name of the Qingxu Sword Sect, in this Yanling County, except for the Shura Sect, I believe everyone has to weigh it up, but it happens that this Qing Mingzi is a disciple of the Shura Sect, Zhen Yeming's face turned red and blue for a while. , speechless.

After a moment of silence, Zhen Yeming said: "Your Asura Sect is indeed very strong, the only large sect in Yanling County, but you can't be unreasonable, right? You Asura Sect disciples killed my Qingxu Sword Sect disciple, we Disciple is not good at learning, and he has nothing to say when he dies, but he even took everything away, could it be that you disciples of the Asura Sect behave like this?".

In a word, a high hat has been suppressed. Yanling County is controlled by the Shura Sect. Although it is strong, it must be reasonable, right? Zhen Yeming's words obviously mean that if you don't hand over the sword code, you are acting like a robber. As long as you are a disciple of the Asura Sect, you have to worry about the sect's reputation.

However, Zhen Yeming is destined to miscalculate again. With Qing Mingzi's current decadence, he can't even care about himself, so how can he care about the reputation of his sect.

I saw Qing Mingzi's eyes glaring, a ray of murderous intent, without any concealment, "What? I didn't dare to make a move, and now I want to make sense? I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you don't leave, don't even think about leaving." ".

Ten, nine, eight...

Qing Mingzi counted down the time on his own, Zhen Yeming's face was serious, and he continued: "Don't be so arrogant, is your Asura Sect such an unreasonable sect?".

"six".

"You Asura Sect, is this how you control Yanling County? How many people will have to be chilled if this spreads?"

"Four".

"Give me back the sword code of our Qingxu Sword Sect, otherwise I will definitely spread this matter to everyone in Yanling County."

"two".

No matter what Zhen Yeming said, Qing Mingzi ignored it, and just counted down the time on his own. The building was full of flowers, and everyone held their breath. Is it a battle between two monks in the stage of transformation?

"Let's go..." Seeing that the time was running out, the disciples of Qingxu Sword Sect also became nervous, but in the end Zhen Yeming had no choice but to fight Qing Mingzi. The disciples of the Xujian Sect all left.

Retired, after talking so much, once they really wanted to do something, the Qingxu Sword Sect members still retreated, and the Huamanlou people all stared wide-eyed.

It is true that the Qingxu Sword Sect is very strong, but the Asura Sect is even more powerful, and Qing Mingzi and Zhuge Xiang have told everyone with their actions, whose territory this Yanling County really belongs to.

Having said so much, I originally thought that Zhen Yeming would act recklessly and stage a battle with Qing Mingzi in the transformation stage, but in the end, under the strength of Shuluozong, he withdrew.

"Wait", however, seeing Zhen Yeming leaving with the Qingxu Sword Sect, Qing Mingzi spoke.

"What? Isn't Your Excellency still satisfied?" Turning his head, Zhen Yeming yelled at Qing Mingzi with some horror in his eyes.

"You oppressed my disciples of the Asura Sect's Sky Splitting Realm with your spiritual thoughts, bullied the small with the big, and you want to leave so easily? I don't ask much, as long as you can block my move, you can leave." Qing Mingzi, with a sloppy and decadent air, raised his hand while speaking.

The blue light suddenly appeared, and the thunder roared. Under everyone's attention, a violent blue thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in Qing Mingzi's hands, and the vitality between the heaven and the earth fluctuated violently. The thunder, the power contained in it, seems to be able to blow up a mountain easily.

Palm Thunder!

Seeing the blue violent thunderbolt held in Qing Mingzi's hand, Zhen Yeming's face changed in horror. This is a real spell. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!