I Am Xianfan

Su Chen didn't feel much about the "Xianxian Hui, Lingmi, and Immortals" that Guanshi Li envied.

Just like the mysterious old Taoist priest in the sedan chair, he had a very familiar and familiar feeling. Just after a little deep thought, he felt a dull pain in his head, and he couldn't remember it.

However, he knew that this spiritual rice was a good thing, as long as he thought of it, he would instinctively feel very hungry in his belly. Therefore, he still intends to attend the promotion meeting with Guanshi Li to see if he can get a bowl of Lingmi to taste.

...

A few days later.

Thousands of mortals gathered in the middle deck of the giant sea ship, in a hall of thousands of feet, and it was very lively.

The East China Sea is endless. Even if you have been sailing on the sea for several months, you will still see the same color as the sky and the sea, giving people the illusion that the huge ship is still in place.

The days of sailing at sea are very boring, even if it takes a year to reach the nearest spiritual island.

In order to relieve the boredom of passengers and sailors on the huge ship, gambling halls, concert halls, taverns, etc. have been set up on the huge ship, so that thousands of people on board have a place to relax.

However, these have limited attractiveness, far inferior to the monthly promotion of immortals held by the shipowner Cao, which attracts the attention of almost all crews and sailors on board the sea.

Since it is the promotion of immortals, of course only mortals can participate, the immortals on the giant sea ship will not lower their worth, and end up fighting with mortals for the bowl of spiritual rice.

On the huge deck, a circle measuring several hundred meters in size was drawn.

There are no restrictions on the number and status of this Shengxian Association. From the grandmaster of the Jianghu generation to the unknown pawns, they can participate on their own.

All the martial artists who want to participate in the ascension will be able to get out of the field with their bare hands and engage in melee fights in the circle. Anyone who is shot out of this circle is automatically eliminated.

The last person still standing in the circle is the winner of this celestial promotion.

The reward is naturally a precious handful of spiritual rice.

This spirit rice is not comparable to the secular rice, and it cannot be planted. Only the immortals can grow it in Lingshan.

It is said that after eating a bowl of spiritual rice, there is a certain chance that the soul will condense in Shangdantian and become an immortal. The vast majority of immortals became immortals through this approach.

Even if it fails to become an immortal, it will greatly improve the physique of ordinary people.

According to those samurai who have eaten spiritual rice, after eating this bowl of spiritual energy enticing spiritual rice, your internal strength has skyrocketed, and all those problems such as backaches and leg cramps have disappeared, and the gray hair can be turned into black. Illness is prolonged, and life is a hundred years old, all is not a problem.

It's hard to say whether they are so amazing.

But the other warriors were very envious when they heard it, and they secretly vowed to grab a bowl of spiritual rice next time, taste the taste of fairy rice, and brag about it.

...

Mr. Zhou Da, dressed in a long gray robe, stood on the top of the attic, shy of his stomach, with his hands on his back playing with a jade finger ring made of spirit stones, and proudly looked down at a huge deck below.

He has consistently followed Cao Dongjia for decades, and he has deep trust in Cao Dongjia.

On this huge sea ship, in addition to Cao Dongjia, the mysterious old Taoist priests and other immortals, as well as more than a dozen qi refining immortals guarding the ship. Among the remaining thousands of mortals, he is the chief shipmaster of the highest position, and it all depends on his face.

Some small stewards nearby were flattering and pleased. They envied Mr. Zhou Dazhi for getting the moon near the water tower. He would often get some spiritual rice rewards from Cao Dong's house, and he might become an immortal one day.

Mr. Zhou Da's mouth curled his lips without comment. He has eaten hundreds of bowls of Lingmi, but the chance of condensing the soul into an immortal is actually very, very low, and he has not moved much so far.

Around the deck, there were thousands of guards, crews, sailors, cooks, guys, and so on.

Many first-class top masters and master masters who are preparing to participate in the Ascension Club are all sharpened and eager to try.

Su Chen and Manager Li had already been on the deck to join in the fun, just waiting for the start of the Xian Sheng meeting today.

"In a blink of an eye, I have been out to sea for nearly a month. Cao Dong's family sees everyone's hard work and specially organized this promotion event to give everyone a little benefit."

Manager Zhou said, from the sleeve of the gray robe, he took out a palm-sized jar, and grabbed a handful of crystal clear aura from it.

On the deck, thousands of people all bowed their heads, looking excitedly at the holding of spiritual rice in his hand.

General Manager Zhou looked down on the crowd and said quietly: "Everyone understands the rules. You can't use weapons, other things are arbitrary, you are arrogant. Let's get started!"

As soon as his voice fell, forty or fifty Kong Wu masters, who were tall, short, and thin, immediately jumped into the circle, guarding each other's surrounding opponents.

Most of their martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of first-class top masters, and even as many as five masters of the first generation master realm, otherwise they would not dare to go to the court to die.

Su Chen also stepped into the battle circle on the deck. He changed into a guard swordsman Tsing Yi. He was of medium build and was inconspicuous among the many martial artists.

kill!

A chaotic battle of forty or fifty martial arts masters broke out instantly.

A burly black man like an iron tower, a great master of the Grand Master Realm, flew towards the nearest other Grand Master with a lean monkey body.

"Roar~!"

A tower black man grabbed his hand, grabbed the thin man high above his head, and slammed it to the distant deck.

The thin man was thrown into the air by dozens of feet, but a light Feiyan turned around in mid-air, stepped on the beam, fell to the ground lightly, and attacked the black man in the iron tower.

"It's so easy!"

Thousands of crew members and sailors onlookers burst into applause.

In such a melee, it does not mean that the strongest master master will win. Instead, such a master is very likely to be spotted by many people early, attracting the first besieging, and being beaten out of the battle circle.

Those first-class top players know that their strength is low and their chances of winning are very low. Many of them immediately held a group after entering the field and besieged the five most powerful master-level masters, fighting extremely fiercely.

In this fierce battle, there are no rules except for not using weapons.

Naked blood and violence!

Whether it is internal or horizontal exercises, or multiple people beating one person, or even killing opponents on the spot, there is no scruples. If you feel that you can't do it, run out immediately, otherwise you will be blamed for being killed.

Only the only one standing last is the winner.

"it is good!"

"Good fight, kill these masters first!"

Thousands of mortals onlookers watched with enthusiasm, and bursts of cheers broke out, waving the flag for the masters on the field. For those of them on the slave ship, the more bloody, the more exciting they felt.

Su Chen entered the circle and stood alone in place.

Perhaps it was because he had just arrived on this giant sea ship, and he was not famous and threatened. No one shot at him for a while, which made him quite leisurely.

Su Chen didn't take the initiative to provoke other people, and simply stood there, turning one eye and closing one eye, watching the excitement.

Anyway, the last person standing will automatically win.

He can stand till the end.

"Damn it, these guys are so annoying. Brothers, please clear out all those guys first, clear the grounds, let us fight again with the masters!"

A burly black man like an iron tower roared, and a pair of big palm-like palms swept over the first-rate masters who had attacked the surrounding area, and immediately smashed the heads of four or five first-rate masters. .

"it is good!"

"Knock them all out, let's have another fun!"

The Grand Master Lean Monkey also shouted.

The five masters of the first generation looked at each other, and immediately reached an agreement on a truce, which turned into five whirlwinds and rushed into the surrounding crowd of first-class masters.

Dozens of other top-notch masters can't resist. In just a few breaths of effort, the five of them were either severely injured, vomiting blood and hitting the ground, were swept out, fell out of the battle circle, and lost the qualification to fight.

Soon, there were only five grandmasters with the strongest strength left in the battle circle of a few hundred feet square... Uh, no, there was also Su Chen, a first-rate master who was not a grandmaster.

"Hey, there is actually a fish that slipped through the net! Boy, get out, don't get in the way of the uncle here!"

The Skinny Monkey Master saw that there was still a Qingshan Wufu staying in the arena, and he couldn't help but screamed, and flew towards Su Chen, with a stroke of acupuncture points in his hand, and poked at Su Chen's chest acupuncture points.

He squeezed the acupuncture points with his hand, once he was hit, his body was numb, and most of his combat power was instantly abolished. Even if he was a master, he didn't dare to lend him a finger.

Su Chen didn't evade, staying in place, indifferently watching Master Lean Monkey rushing over.

Grand Master Skinny Monkey pointed a finger and quickly poked the acupuncture point on Su Chen's upper body.

"Puff~!"

Suddenly, Grand Master Skinny Monkey screamed sternly, and his finger was pricked on a heavy steel plate like lightning, and he broke alive.

"Ah~~! You...you wear soft armor?! This is a violation of the rules, and no weapons are allowed. Director Zhou Da, he violated the ban...!"

Grandmaster Skinny Monkey didn't think that his finger had been broken, and he couldn't help screaming excitedly.

Su Chen dismissed it, and simply tore off the blue shirt on his upper body, revealing a refined steel upper body. He didn't wear any soft armor.

He lifted his foot and swept across and kicked in an instant.

The skinny monkey didn't recover from the pain, and suddenly screamed, and the whole person flew out. He couldn't even use the light power to move his body, and was blasted out of the crowd of onlookers who fell hundreds of meters away. There is no sound for a while.

In an instant, a grandmaster was missing from the battle circle.

The other four grandmasters were preparing to fight with each other. Hearing the sound, their mouths grew in amazement, and they looked back in Su Chen's direction. I couldn't believe that Grand Master Skinny Monkey was defeated so terribly.

The Master of Skinny Monkey is an extremely wise master of body and fingering.

"it is good!"

"He is a master of horizontal training... No, Grandmaster, he is a rare horizontal training grandmaster! Only when he reaches the realm of horizontal training grandmaster can he resist the fierce jab of Nianhua's acupuncture points!"

Thousands of people onlookers were stunned, and they reacted quickly, yelling with excitement, and a burst of cheers like waves erupted.

Martial arts masters generally major in internal power zhenqi, and rarely practice external power.

Only by cultivating internal strength, finally gathering a ray of true energy, and stepping into the dantian, can you become the realm of a great master. However, no matter how strong the horizontal training is, this can't be done.

Too unexpectedly, a Grandmaster Heng Lian was born, and he actually entered the final five-person battle.

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I wish you all a happy 51 Labor Day tomorrow!

I also wish myself a happy birthday today. Although I had it by myself, no one remembered it.

This is the first 312 liters meeting today. Tonight, continue the code word, and there is the second 313 to return to refining Qi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ From March 2006 to write the online game "Heavenly Kingdom", and then two online games "Online Games Three Kingdoms City Guide" and " "Empire Expedition", two immortal heroes "The Fate of the Purple Mansion" and "The Fate of the Immortal Mansion", plus the four million-word complete "The King of the Fairy City" and four million after he switched to Chuangshi.com "Shenwu Awakening" with the end of the word.

In a blink of an eye, it's 2018, and it's been twelve years since I wrote the book.

In the past five or six years, I had no other experience in writing books, so I learned two words-"finished this book".

Readers who have watched "The King of Fairy City" and "Shen Wu Awakening" will find that it is the end of the normal schedule. Although the style of these two books may not be what everyone likes to read.

The third foundation volume of "I Am Xian Fan" "Penglai Xianzong", as Su Chen won the spiritual rice and quickly recovered his cultivation skills, it was about to end.

At the beginning of May, it will enter the fourth volume of Golden Core Volume.

This book is about nine volumes in total, and currently about a quarter of it is written. The book will still be completed according to the outline.

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