reborn as a god

"It's not bad, I wasn't too disappointed." Ouyang lightly dusted his clothes and said lightly.

"Are you okay?" Peng Kuan looked at Ouyang and said in disbelief.

Ouyang smiled disdainfully, "Do you think you can hurt me with your meager skills? Well, I have some understanding of your strength, so I won't play with you anymore."

"Playing?" Peng Kuan thought depressedly, and then felt a little relieved. Even if a master like Ouyang casually played with him, he couldn't fight against him. But when he was about to say something,

Ouyang in front of him suddenly made a hand gesture with his hands, and a golden light shot from his hands into Peng Kuan's body. Peng Kuan was shocked. Before he had time to react, he felt numb all over his body, and then came another.

There was a sharp pain, and then he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Everyone below saw what happened on the martial arts field very clearly. No one knew what happened. All he saw was that Ouyang just made random gestures with his hands in front of his chest, and then ten days ago, he could not

The first Peng Kuan fell to the ground, and now he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive.

"Master!" Seeing Peng Kuan suddenly fall to the ground, Xiao Hei hurriedly flew towards Peng Kuan. It is undeniable... Bu Hei's speed is indeed very fast, and the speed has already reached what ordinary humans can achieve.

At the top, everyone felt that their eyes were blurred, and the little black man had disappeared. This shows how fast he was. You must know that everyone present is not an ordinary person. Especially Shangguan Wuji and

Murong Bo and others, who had already reached the innate realm, could only feel their eyes flickering. Of course, Ouyang and Murong Si could still see clearly.

"Don't be nervous. Your young master is fine. It's just that I think he's too tired, so I just let him have a good rest." Ouyang's voice suddenly rang in Xiao Hei's mind.

Hearing Ouyang's words, Xiao Hei paused involuntarily, looked back at Ouyang, and saw Ouyang nodded slightly to him, which made him feel extremely grateful to Ouyang. He knew that Ouyang was very grateful to his young master.

That was already showing mercy, otherwise with the strength Ouyang showed just now, killing Peng Kuan would be no different than squeezing an ant to death.

"Ouyang, are you okay?" Shangguan Yanran and Murong Si felt relieved when they saw Ouyang walking out of the center of the martial arts arena unscathed, but they still asked in unison with concern.

Ouyang laughed loudly, patted his chest and said in an awesome voice: "Who do you think I am? There is no one in this world who can hurt me yet." In fact, don't say that there is anyone in this world who can hurt Ouyang.

People haven't been born yet, and even in this universe, people who can hurt him don't exist at all. It's just that these days, no one is willing to believe the truth, so although what Ouyang says now is big

It's true, but no one believes it.

Shangguan Wuji turned to Ouyang and said with great gratitude: "Ouyang, thank you so much this time. If it weren't for your help, our Shangguan family and the Murong family really wouldn't know what to do."

"Haha, Mr. Shangguan, it's just a simple effort, you don't have to be so polite." Ouyang said with a smile. In fact, in his eyes, this kind of thing is not even a simple effort.

At this time, Peng Kuan had woken up from his coma. With the help of Xiao Hei, he shook his head violently, and then stood up from the ground with difficulty. He checked his body.

Peng Kuan was surprised to find that not only was his body uninjured, but what surprised him even more was that his heart, which had stopped beating for more than ten years, actually started beating again.

"Master, are you okay?" Peng Kuan saw that his young master seemed stunned and thought he couldn't bear the blow of failure, so he asked nervously.

"I'm fine." Peng Kuan said. After saying that, he suddenly struggled to open Xiao Hei's hand and ran towards Ouyang.

With a "plop", in front of everyone's surprised eyes, Peng Kuan suddenly knelt down to Ouyang, and then kowtowed three times without saying a word. The granite on the ground suddenly broke into pieces. Fortunately, Shangguan

The family's wealth is very rich, otherwise Shangguan Wuji would probably be heartbroken right now. In addition to the granite, the martial arts arena probably also needs to be renovated. After the big explosion just now, the martial arts arena is already in ruins.

After kowtowing three times, Peng Kuan was about to speak but was stopped by Ouyang. Ouyang said lightly: "I know you want to make me your master, right? I'm afraid your wish will come true. I didn't want to accept a disciple."

Intend."

After hearing Ouyang's refusal, Peng Kuan's face suddenly showed an expression of disappointment.

"However, although I will not accept you as a disciple, I can recommend you to join the Kunlun Sect. I believe that with your qualifications, you will be able to do well in the Kunlun Sect." Ouyang saw the disappointed expression on Peng Kuan's face.

He smiled secretly in his heart, and then continued.

"Kunlun Sect?" Peng Kuan was stunned, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. Although he was still very unfamiliar with the world of cultivation, as a modern person, few people in the Kunlun Sect would feel unfamiliar.

No matter in any movie or TV show, the Kunlun Sect is a top-notch existence. Now that Ouyang heard the name Kunlun Sect from his mouth, he was naturally overjoyed.

Looking at Shangguan Wuji, Murong Bo and others, they all looked envious now when they saw that Ouyang actually recommended Peng Kuan to go to the Kunlun Sect for cultivation.

"Thank you, Lord." Peng Kuan banged his head three times again at Ouyang. The granite that had already turned into a pile of broken pieces finally turned into a pile of powder after enduring his three loud bangs.

Ouyang waved his hand gently, and a soft force was released from Ouyang's hand, gently lifting Peng Kuan who was kneeling on the ground.

Tens of thousands of meters high in the sky, Ouyang is stepping on a seven-color auspicious cloud. He is slowly flying towards the position of the Kunlun Sect. However, Ouyang is not using his true appearance, but

The image of Taishi Tianzun appears.

Next to Ouyang was Peng Kuan, who looked excited. Because he was not an immortal, he was not qualified to stand on the auspicious clouds. For this reason, Ouyang specially picked a lotus from the lotus pond in the back garden of the Shangguan family.

Ye, then cast a small spell on it and refined it into a small magic weapon. In fact, his strength has reached the level of Ouyang, and some things that are difficult to do in the world of cultivation and immortality are in his hands.

It is no longer a difficult task. Just like refining a weapon, the first condition for an ordinary cultivator or immortal who wants to refine a weapon is to have good refining materials, and then he can start refining the weapon. And when refining a weapon, it is still difficult.

There are various restrictions such as time, heat, materials, etc. But when it comes to Ouyang, these are no longer a problem. It doesn't matter if you don't have good refining materials, Ouyang can use his great magical power to change it at any time.

The quality of something. In his hands, as long as he is willing, he can turn garbage into high-quality treasures.

Peng Kuan stood on the lotus leaf, looking at the familiar world under his feet. Needless to say, he was excited. He wanted to open his mouth wide and roar, but now he was tens of thousands of meters high in the air.

The air was already very thin, and the strong wind rushing towards him made him dare not even open his mouth, let alone roar.

"We're here." Ouyang said suddenly.

"Are we here?" Peng Kuan looked around in confusion. When he came out, he saw nothing but white clouds. There was no presence of the Kunlun Sect anywhere.

Ouyang had a mysterious smile on his face and didn't say anything. He just waved his hand lightly, and suddenly the rays of light rose from the ground, and then a huge palace-like building appeared in Peng Kuan's eyes. Peng Kuan suddenly widened in surprise.

His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open. Oh my god, this palace is actually suspended in the air. "This, is this the Heavenly Palace?" Peng Kuan stammered in surprise. His face was already flushed because he was so excited.

Turned red.

"The Heavenly Palace is in the fairy world, and this is the Kunlun Sect." Ouyang said.

While he was talking, the two huge arched doors of the Kunlun Sect, which were originally closed, suddenly opened. Two little Taoist priests in gray robes flew out from inside with flying swords, and then stood firmly in front of Ouyang.

In front of them, "I have seen Tianzun." The two little Taoist priests said respectfully to Ouyang.

"No need to be polite, I don't know if Master Taiqing of your sect is here now." Ouyang said politely.

"Tianzun, Taiqing Master's uncle just came back yesterday. Tianzun invites you." One of the young Taoist priests quickly replied.

Ouyang nodded politely, then dragged Peng Kuan, who was already in a panic state, and flew toward the Kunlun Sect on auspicious clouds.

After receiving the report from his disciples and disciples below, Master Taiqing came out to greet Ouyang with the sword he had already wielded. Since the last time Ouyang came to Kunlun, the Kunlun sect had completed all the long-lost cultivation techniques of the Kunlun sect.

Pai has always regarded Ouyang as his reborn parent. Now that Ouyang is here, if the leader Taiyong Zhenren hadn't gone into seclusion some time ago, he might have come out to greet him now.

The Kunlun Sect is very big. If it were an ordinary person, even if he was given a year or two, he would never be able to travel around the entire Kunlun Sect. But Ouyang and Taiqing Masters are not comparable to ordinary people. No.

Within a minute, the two of them had already met.