Enter the Immortal Cultivation

A bonfire on an unknown island. Two young men and women were very close to each other. One of them was wrapped in a yellow robe and wearing a mask, while the other was almost naked.

This should be a very charming picture.

However, if one of the parties only looks like a fourteen-year-old, it would be quite a ghostly scene.

Wang Qi sighed softly: "Girl, don't you think you should transform into clothes now?"

"I don't know the magic way. Does the illusion that can be seen through at a glance make sense?" Little Dragon Girl, wearing only a scarf, asked back: "If you think I should put on clothes to show etiquette, then I'm sorry. I originally The scales that should have been turned into clothing were shattered in the battle just now."

Wang Qi pointed to the pink and purple scarf: "That is..."

Xiao Longnu blushed and said angrily: "Why are you like this? Can Ni Lin be pointed at casually? Dragons with Ni Lin will be angry if touched, do you understand?"

Seeing the furious look on Xiao Longnu's face, Wang Qi remembered what Mao Zimiao had said about the Dragon Clan's reverse scale, and then closed his mouth.

The little dragon girl suddenly hummed: "I know what you human males like. Just watch."

Wang Qi almost choked to death on his saliva: "Do you have any misunderstandings about the human race?"

"I know that for you humans, not wearing clothes is a way of expressing mating." Xiao Longnu said: "Anyway, we dragons don't care about clothes. I won't mind."

Wang Qi shook his head: "Sorry, I have no interest in non-mammals - and I have to say. Your understanding of human race is really strange."

Dragons are at the top of the evolutionary tree of reptiles, so they don't have mammary glands. Look at that little dragon, it's as flat as a mirror, and it looks hairy! My Yujia is better than it! Lower body? Sorry, the Dragon Clan does not have special reproductive tubes and excretory cavities. Only the cloaca. I don't think I'm a pervert, and I'm grateful for the ten thousand ways to play with this reptile.

Well, but since this little guy doesn't mind being looked at, Wang Qi doesn't bother to avoid anything. He asked: "Okay, girl, let's get acquainted again." At this point, Wang Qi stretched out a hand. To show friendliness: "What's your name?"

Xiaolong chanted. There are so many tones that my tongue is almost knotted. Wang Qi almost thought it was a language like German. He said: "Well, girl, we are all human beings now, can you give me a name that can be pronounced in human words?"

"Yueluo Liuli." Xiao Longnu said, "If you find it difficult to speak, just call Liuli."

"Yueluo Liuli... Liuli..." Wang Qi repeated, "I thought the dragon clan would have the surname Ao or Long..."

"Ao Tian? That's a name used to fool you humans." Yue Luo Liuli said with disdain: "The civilization of the demon clan has been cut off, so most of the demon clan took a word from their original name or onomatopoeia as their surname. This is proof that the civilization of the demon clan is now dependent on the human race. Our dragon clan’s civilization naturally has its own surname, so why bother taking a human surname?”

Wang Qi was curious: "May I ask what the original name of Holy King David was?"

Yueluo Liuli let out a dragon chant that repeated several times, and then said: "Translated into human language, it should be called 'Guardian of the Holy Sky'."

Xiaolong obviously has not passed level 4 or 6 of human language, and the translator is not very elegant. However, Wang Qi found Yueluo Liuli's words quite interesting. At this time, Xiaolong said: "We have exchanged names, so we should show our faces, right? Shemale."

"To be honest, shemale is not a good word in the human language. I hope you can pay attention to it." Wang Qi then realized that he had been maintaining the system of the King in Yellow. So he disarmed: "My name is Wang Qi, a disciple of the Immortal Alliance's Wanfa Sect."

The yellow shirt dissipated, and the power that had been blocking Xiaolong's spiritual consciousness disappeared. Xiaolong's eyes widened immediately and he exclaimed: "Gaoqi... transvestite?"

"Foundation Establishment, Foundation Establishment Monk!" Wang Qi took the trouble to correct him: "I am a monk. Do you understand, Monk? Do you understand Foundation Establishment?"

Xiaolong had no time to listen to Wang Qi's nonsense at this moment. In her heart, there was only a capital word "Fuck". On his face was the word "confused" in capital letters.

Holy Emperor! Are all the shemales in the Highlands monsters?

In just one period of energy accumulation, he defeated a group of people - a group of them! A group of magical beasts and demon gods!

"That's not right!" Xiaolong suddenly became alarmed: "You must have an elder in the Yuan Shen stage to help you, right?"

"The Yuan Shen Stage? I'm sorry, there really isn't one." Wang Qi told the truth. There is indeed no Yuanshen stage, there is a disabled Mahayana stage and a remote natural saint. He thought for a moment and raised the ring on his hand: "You feel it too, right? This tattered remnant soul is what I rely on."

Xiaolong fell into a daze.

When Zhen Shanzi summoned Wang Qi, Xiaolong was beside him, so he also sensed it. From Yueluo Liuli's point of view, even in its heyday, this remnant soul would have suffered a bit of a loss when facing an army of that magnitude, let alone being unable to take care of itself now.

It stands to reason that a foundation-building monk is at the level of a Qi-accumulating dragon, equivalent to a dragon baby that has just emerged from its shell.

If a dragon baby goes crazy and activates his talents, he does have a slight chance of killing the transformed monster, but he will definitely lose more than he wins, and at most he will win miserably.

However, the human monsters on the highlands actually have the means to compete with that kind of monster army?

This, this, this...

This is unethical!

Looking at the expression on Xiaolong's face, Wang Qi was a little proud. He said: "Hey, Liuli, Liuli!"

Only then did Xiao Longnu come back to her senses. She reluctantly said: "In your human race, aren't all the foundation builders so strong?"

"Of course." Wang Qi boasted: "Among my peers, there are maybe two or three who can compete with me?"

Xiaolong was almost defeated - two or three more? Could it be that the human race could sweep away other ethnic groups below the dragon race by relying on monks below the Yuan Shen?

Of course, Wang Qi did not mention any special fighting methods such as the Inner Demon Curse and the Divine Plague Curse. This method can neither lead to immortality, nor can it be refined into one's own body. It cannot be regarded as part of one's own cultivation. No matter how strong it is, it can only be an external object. Moreover, these two spells cannot be used when competing among one's own people.

In a sense, the Inner Demon Spell and the Divine Plague Spell can really be regarded as heaven-defying spells that ignore levels.

Coupled with the prisoners he killed in blood sacrifice, the exploded magic weapon, and the help of the born saint Mi... Wang Qi just now can really be regarded as a monk in the Yuanshen stage.

If Yueluo Liuli didn't ask, Wang Qi would naturally not tell her - of course, even if Yueluo Liuli asked, Wang Qi would not tell her the truth. Not to mention that both spells are top secrets of the Immortal Alliance, even Mi's existence is currently kept secret. If this little dragon girl wants to misunderstand, let her misunderstand. Wang Qi raised another question: "Speaking of which, before I came here, I only knew that the Dragon King of the West Sea wanted to kill you, but I didn't know why he wanted to kill you..."

"You know?" Yue Luo Liuli's eyes lit up, but then she looked wary: "The Holy Emperor has an order. I need to see a trustworthy person before I can tell the truth. You may not be trustworthy yet."

Wang Qi hesitantly said: "Isn't that what ingratitude is like? Are you going to fall out at once? I just spared your life."

Yueluo Liuli shook her head: "It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. It may not be polite to say this, but... I can't believe you. I don't know if you are a parasitic beast. If you want to use force, that's up to you. I won’t say it anyway.”

"Yongqiang...you really are alluding to something, right?" Wang Qi shook his head: "Do you know about Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion? I will remotely call you a senior executive of the Immortal Alliance."

Yueluo Liuli still shook her head: "I also know that your human race's illusion communication technique is really magical. However, I can't place the mission entrusted by the Holy Emperor on illusion - I can't even be sure that it is real. There are high-level monks on the other side, so you should use an illusion to trick me."

"Damn...how can I not believe it even if I tell you?" Wang Qi shook his head. Suddenly, he remembered something.

After the Battle of Shenjing, he and Feng Luoyi had a long talk. Feng Luoyi said that Zhao Qingfeng's previous life was indeed killed by several top Xiaoyao who worked together, but the previous lives of Shu Rongrong and Lu Wan did not know where they came from.

Parasitic beast... the way the remnant soul of an immortal exists in the human body and then gradually emerges, swallowing up the original self of the banished immortal...

Wang Qi looked at Yueluo Liuli and murmured: "It can't be you, right?"

"What?"

Wang Qi immediately took out the spirit gun and two special spirit bottles from the storage bag. These two Lingxi bottles were given to him by Feng Luoyi before he went to sea. They are the techniques of banishing immortals and enlightening them. A Lingxi bottle can only store one spell of banishment and enlightenment, and then it needs to be warmed and maintained for nine months. And he only has four of these Lingxi bottles in total, so they are meant to be used once or less.

Wang Qi first stuffed both Lingxi bottles into Yueluo Liuli's hand, and then said, "Feel carefully, are the auras in these two Lingxi bottles exactly the same?"

Yueluo Liuli felt a bit of fairy spirit in the Lingxi bottle, and suddenly burst out, drinking: "Who are you? Why do you have this?"

Seeing Yueluo Liuli's reaction, Wang Qi was overjoyed. He said: "Feel it carefully." As he said that, he put a Lingxi bottle into the Linggun, then put it on Yueluo Liuli's head and pulled the trigger.

Fairy spirit energy is the highest quality spiritual energy. This spiritual energy flowed into Yue Luo Liuli's seriously injured body, and it was so comfortable that she almost let out a moan. Like a stream flowing into dry land, this spell was completely absorbed by Yueluo Glazed.

However, Xiao Longnu didn't feel happy at all.

Yueluo Liuli suddenly burst out, threw Wang Qi down, turned into dragon claws and grabbed Wang Qi's neck, and shouted: "Who are you? Why do you know the art of parasitic beasts?"

Wang Qi smiled, broke free from the shackles of Yueluo Liuli with one hand, inserted the other spirit bottle into the spirit gun, then pressed it against his temple and fired: "Like you dragons, those who want to protect this world. ”

"Varied……"

"The parasitic beast is called a banished immortal among our human race. As you can see, I am not one." Wang Qi said: "Unfortunately, our human race is also on guard against banished immortals and hunting down banished immortals - and also, researching banished immortals Fairy.”

"Perhaps we can have a good discussion on this issue." (To be continued ~^~)

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