Drunk Immortal Gourd

After brewing for a while, Master Lingxu felt that Qingyang had almost digested his words. He smiled slightly, added another chip, and said: "As for the Huangji Smoke Dust Sand you just got, this thing is of no use to me. It’s not that important. I have a lot of similar things there. If you really like this Yellow Dust Sand, I can give it to you, but this will have to wait until you break through the Golden Core Realm.”

After Master Lingxu finished speaking, he looked at Qingyang with his arms folded with a smile on his face, waiting for Qingyang to bow to him. He has sufficient confidence in himself. Such a generous offer is unimaginable to most low-level monks. How could anyone refuse it?

Master Lingxu doesn't want to take anyone under his wing. The reason why he spends so much money is because he is extremely optimistic about Qingyang's future potential. With just the fourth level of Qi refining, he can win over Jiao Hong and Xi. Qiu snatched the Huangji Yanchen Sand from his hands, and neither of them could stop him. If he hadn't come down from the tower in time, he might have let this kid escape. The fourth level of Qi Refining has such strength, and when he grows to How powerful should the sixth level of Qi refining or even the foundation building stage be?

Qingyang's courage, strength, and character make him the best choice among Master Lingxu's subordinates, and he is worth paying such a high price to win over him.

If Qingyang is not tempted by such favorable conditions, it would be absolutely false. None of the Foundation Establishment Pill, Huangji Yanchensha, or even the opportunity to become a Golden Pill monk had great temptations for Qingyang. But he knows better that there is no free banquet in the world. The more favorable the conditions, the more he has to pay. Sooner or later, the price paid by the other party will be recovered from him.

Putting aside the previous reasons, if Qingyang agrees to the other party, he will be the other party's subordinate from now on, and he will have to obey the other party's orders in everything, which is equivalent to completely losing his freedom.

He has a bright future, he has the Drunk Immortal Gourd, the Alcoholic Bee and the Iron-armed Monkey. Although the Foundation Establishment Pill is rare, he does not have no chance to obtain it. The Huangji Smoke Dust Sand is already in his hands, why should he hand it back? ? As for the opportunity to become a golden elixir monk, he is still far away. It is too early to talk about what will happen in the future. Is it impossible to give up one's personal freedom and serve others just for these things?

The more you gain, the more you may lose. After thinking about it, Qingyang felt that agreeing to the other party's solicitation was not a good choice. He didn't dare, he couldn't, and he didn't want to work with this Mr. Lingxu, so he had no choice but to refuse the other party's invitation.

Qingyang said: "Master Lingxu personally invited me. This is because I think highly of me, Qingyang. Ordinarily I shouldn't refuse the master's kindness, but unfortunately I have a loose temper. I am afraid that I will miss the master's important events in the future, so I can only refuse." Thank you for your kindness."

Young Master Lingxu always had a faint smile on his face. He didn't think Qingyang would be able to withstand this temptation, nor did he think Qingyang would reject him. He was very confident in his wooing. So when Qingyang said these words, his face suddenly turned cold. He suppressed his temper and said gloomily: "Is Fellow Taoist Qingyang rejecting this young master?"

"Yes." Qingyang nodded.

As soon as Qingyang said these words, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a little tense. The Lingxu Master laughed angrily and said: "Okay, okay, okay, I have never seen such a disrespectful person in my life. No one has ever dared to refuse me three times in a row, you are great!”

It can be seen from Master Lingxu's face that what the other party said was ironic. Qingyang knew very well that he had completely annoyed this guy, even more than Huangji Yanchensha, who was much stronger than him just now. The other party definitely didn't Will let him go easily, Qingyang has no other choice but to prepare secretly, hoping to find a way out.

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, the people around Master Lingxu gradually gathered towards Qingyang. Except for the four seriously injured people, Master Lingxu took Jiao Hong, Xiqiu, Lan Yan and other six people Surrounded Qingyang.

It was inducement just now, but now it is intimidation. Once the six people showed their momentum, it was like six mountains, blocking all Qingyang's retreat routes. Isn't it easy for six monks who are all at the sixth level of Qi Refining to deal with a fourth-level Qi Refining monk?

Seeing these people surrounding them, Qingyang simply let go. This battle was unavoidable no matter what. In this case, let's have a hearty battle.

What Master Lingxu was waiting for was not Qingyang's retreat or begging for mercy, but a fierce fighting spirit, which could be judged from Qingyang's face. At this time, Master Lingxu no longer had any extravagant hopes, and suddenly waved his hand in front, Said: "Capture him, life or death!"

Young Master Lingxu gave an order, and the other five people took action together, using magical weapons to attack Qingyang. Each of them used a killing method, and it seemed that no one planned to survive. Also, for a monk like Qingyang, now that the young master has spoken out, he will definitely be beaten to a pulp. Should he be left alive to compete with him?

Faced with the attacks of so many enemies at the same time, Qingyang knew that the group of low-level alcoholic bees alone could not resist him. He had already made preparations, and with a flash of his mind, the Iron-armed Monkey escaped from the Drunken Immortal. It was released from the gourd. Just hearing a roar, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone. It was the iron-armed monkey who had been subdued by Qingyang for a long time.

If possible, Qingyang would not be willing to release the Iron-armed Monkey. Because of the restrictions in the Chaos Demon Valley, any cultivation beyond the sixth level of Qi Refining would be suppressed, which would be a problem for both monks and monsters. There was so much fear that no one dared to try it casually.

Fortunately, the One-Horned Ghost King said last time that the suppression of this formation restriction is only temporary, and his cultivation will slowly recover in the future. As long as the Iron-armed Monkey restrains its fear, there will be basically no sequelae. What's more, now that life and death are at stake, you must fight with all your strength. Even if there are real side effects, you can only grit your teeth. After all, your life is the most important.

Over the years, the Iron-armed Monkey has been meditating in the Drunken Immortal Gourd. Because there is no shortage of spiritual wine, his cultivation has improved rapidly, especially after Qingyang taught him the spirit-swallowing technique. In the past nearly a year, The strength has improved by leaps and bounds. When Qingyang first conquered the Monkey King, his cultivation was about the eighth level of Qi Refining, and now his strength has almost reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Such strength, even if the strength can be suppressed, is not comparable to ordinary sixth-level Qi Refining monks. After the iron-armed monkey came out, he roared and rushed towards Lan Yan and the other two people, resisting the attacks of the three of them with his own strength.