Supreme Immortal Demon

Li Quanfu sneered and shouted to Luo Chuan: "Young Master, get on the horse."

Luo Chuan glared at Li Quanfu.

Although this guy broke through to the level of a half-step wanderer, his state of mind obviously did not keep up. It was not his fault. How many people in this world can protect their original intentions in the ups and downs?

"Dan Dao martial arts? A half-step wanderer from the Tang Kingdom?"

A light exclamation came from not far away, and a young man wearing a purple Luo shirt, with a majestic demeanor and handsome face, stood out from the crowd. Behind him were nearly a hundred blue-clothed strong slaves, all of whom were in the Great Void Spirit Realm, and all of them rode Yin Chuan's tall horse. This alone revealed the young man's considerable wealth.

The young man looked at Li Quanfu, his eyes showing interest: "I heard that in Tang, as long as you break through the half-step wanderer, you can build your own family. You are a half-step wanderer, but you are a slave, which is really a waste of talent."

Then the young man changed the subject: "I think your master is not very capable, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up riding on one horse with three people. Instead of following him, you might as well follow me. I always cherish talents and will treat you with courtesy. What do you think?"

Before Li Quanfu could speak, the young man clapped his hands, and a blue-clothed slave walked to the horse pavilion with a money bag: "Eighty Yin coins for a horse, can you sell it?"

"Sell, of course." The gray-robed man in the horse pavilion had a smile on his face.

"A horse is suitable for a hero, this horse is given to you." The young man said, clapping his hands again, and the blue-clothed slave on the right stood out from the crowd, holding a wooden box in his hand, which was full of Yin coins, at least a thousand coins.

"It's just a small gift, not a sign of respect."

Li Quanfu's eyes glowed with greed, staring at the Yin coins in the box, his saliva almost flowing down.

The young man's strong demeanor and the servants' vigorous and resolute actions soon attracted the attention of everyone, not only those near the horse pavilion, but also those waiting for the boat by the river.

Those who are eligible to receive invitations and enter Wuhua City are either extremely noble in the world, or the children of immortals, or half-step wanderers or wanderers. With their status, they are naturally not short of money, but when they saw the young man take out more than a thousand Yin coins without blinking, which is equivalent to ten thousand gold cakes, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

"It's him! Ning Tong, the young master of the side branch of the Ning family, the main peak disciple of the eighth-grade Baodui Mountain." Someone recognized the young man.

"No wonder, you are from the Ning family, no wonder you can spend money like water."

"Ning family? Are they rich?"

"I can tell from your appearance that you have just graduated. The four elements of cultivation, Dharma, companions, land and wealth, are indispensable. In my Tiannan region, there are two gods of wealth, Dongning and Xiluo. You must have heard of Xiluo, he is Mr. Luo. Dongning is the Ning family, a family of immortals. The wealth of the Ning family is not inferior to the seven sects of Tiannan!"

"Yes, the Ning family monopolizes the mines and rivers of the three small countries of Wu, Chuxia and Qiyu. It is said that they occupy no less than 20 ancient caves. On weekdays, when they go out, they are always led by phoenixes and pulled by flying tigers. It is extremely glorious."

"This Ning Tong, at the age of 23, has already broken through the third stage of foundation building. Although he failed to rank in the top ten and become a young master, he is also a young master of the Ning family branch who cannot be underestimated."

"It is said that he never asks for invitations when he walks in Wuhua City. Compared with us, he is simply a privileged class."

Listening to the discussion of the crowd, Ning Tong smiled faintly.

As early as when Luo Chuan and his group appeared, he was observing from the side. Of course, his attention was more on Li Quanfu. Even though he was a disciple of the Immortal Family, he only collected some masters of the Great Void Realm as slaves. When he saw Li Quanfu, who was in the Half-Step Sanren Realm, he was immediately tempted.

The Tiannan Cultivation Sect encourages its disciples to enter the world first and then leave it.

Therefore, it is extremely common for disciples of the Immortal Family to wander in the secular world when they are in the Foundation Establishment Realm. And the Half-Step Sanren is the top martial arts master in the secular world second only to the Sanren. If you can have such a person as a slave and servant, it will definitely be very face-saving.

"If you are willing to accept it, Ning Tong will treat you with courtesy in the future, and do his best to help you break through the Sanren Realm." Ning Tong narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Quanfu, chuckling.

He was not worried that Li Quanfu would refuse. Born in the Ning family, Ning Tong had learned the art of observing people since he was a child. Ning Tong had long seen that Li Quanfu was cold-hearted and wavering, and was the kind of person who would not get up early without benefits. As for his master, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, Ning Tong was too lazy to take a second look. There was no immortal spirit in his body, which could only mean that the boy was born in the world of martial arts.

In Ning Tong's expectant eyes, Li Quanfu raised his head, pointed at the box of Yin coins, and said in a trembling voice: "Do they really belong to me?"

The monks looked at Luo Chuan with sympathy.

Ning Tong's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he laughed and said: "Of course, this young master has said it, and it is hard to go back. I don't know your name, sir?"

"My surname is Li."

Li Quanfu was too lazy to say more, his face flushed, his eyes were fiery, he walked quickly to the blue-clothed slave, took the wooden box full of Yin coins, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

The expressions of the onlookers were different. Most of the disciples of the immortal family looked at Ning Tong with envy. A servant in the half-step wandering realm, with the power equivalent to the third level of foundation building, would be both glorious and face-saving when he walked out. Most of the half-step wanderers and wanderers from the countries in the south of the sky looked at Li Quanfu with contempt.

As for Lu Ping, his handsome face was full of anger, and his eyes were blazing. It looked like he would go forward and skin Li Quanfu alive as long as Luo Chuan gave the order.

Not long after, everyone's expressions became strange.

Li Quanfu was seen walking back leisurely, holding the horse in one hand and the wooden box in the other.

"Master, we have money now!" Li Quanfu said happily, throwing the reins to Lu Ping.

Suddenly, the faces of the people watching were very interesting, while Ning Tong was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Ning Tong reacted and asked anxiously.

Li Quanfu did not answer, but retreated behind Luo Chuan, standing with his head down, looking like a standard old slave.

Seeing this, Ning Tong knew that he was being fooled, and his face was gloomy as if covered with dark clouds.

"Little Li, what are you doing? You took the money, but why don't you go with him?" Luo Chuan asked coldly with a stern face.

"Master! You misunderstood! Little Li is neither a beauty nor a handsome man, how could that immortal family like me?" Li Quanfu said shyly.

"What's going on? Is there anyone in the world who would stay so long as to give money for no reason?"

"Generally speaking, there are two possibilities! The first possibility is that the other party is attracted by the young master's majestic appearance and admires him very much, and wants to attract the young master's attention through Little Li! The second possibility... that doesn't work well." Li Quanfu nodded his forehead.

"I see." Luo Chuan nodded seriously, turned to Ning Tong, and smiled: "I am a small follower, and the young master is so respected that he doesn't hesitate to spend a lot of money to make friends with me. I thank him on his behalf."

Luo Chuan doesn't like to cause trouble, but if trouble comes to him, how can he be afraid now? These immortals in the eyes of secular people are actually just embarking on the road, and they are still a long way from completing the transformation of life.

"You... good! So brave!" Ning Tong stared at Luo Chuan, and the master and servant sang in unison, like a loud slap in the face, making his face hot.

Ning Tong laughed in anger and clapped his hands: "Kill him."

A man walked out from the blue servants. Compared with the other blue servants, this man was a little weird. His eyes bulged forward, as if he could look at his face, and his hands were longer than his knees, like a monkey.

"It's you, Ke Moye!" Li Quanfu said in surprise.

"You don't know how to show me respect, Judge Fox Pen, your death is coming." The blue servant named Ke Moye was about the same age as Li Quanfu, and his voice was feminine.

"Master, this man was ranked in the top ten of the Tang Dynasty's Great Void Spirit List with this old servant when you were young. He is a very powerful hidden weapon master." Li Quanfu explained to Luo Chuan, and then smiled triumphantly: "After so many years, there has been no progress at all, and he is still in the Great Void Spirit Realm."

As soon as Li Quanfu finished speaking, a strange change occurred. Ke Moye suddenly raised his hand. A bronze wristband was hanging on his right forearm. The color was old and looked very simple. After a blink of an eye, a circle of moon-like halo appeared on the wristband. The halo rotated, and the roar of tigers and dragons could be heard faintly.

"It's a magic weapon!"

"But the grade is too low, not even qualified."

"No, look at the Xuanwen mark, is it from the Chongxuan family?"

"The Xuanwen of the Chongxuan family... However, this should be a game drawn by the Chongxuan family, otherwise it would not be lost."

"Even so, it can be worth at least 5,000 Yin coins."

The discussion of the people around came into Luo Chuan's ears, and after a snap of his fingers, these voices disappeared as if they had never existed.

Luo Chuan knew that it was the tiger roar and dragon roar of the bronze wristband that was too loud, suppressing the rest of the voices.

Xuanwen... This is the third time Luo Chuan has encountered Xuanwen. The first time was the immortal amulet disguised as a copper coin, the second time was the Wuhua City Yin coin that he just touched, and the third time is now.

The so-called Xuanwen is an existence that turns decay into magic. In a big way, it can gather spirit veins and refine and seal demons. In a small way, it can improve the grade of elixirs, make the magic tools before the Great Silence usable again, and even turn monkeys into humans. It is full of mysteries.

Over countless years, Xuanwen has been integrated into the daily life of the immortals.

Xuanwen is divided into replicable Xuanwen and non-replicable Xuanwen. Replicable Xuanwen, also called acquired Xuanwen, is like the immortal amulet that Luo Chuan first encountered. As long as the production method and process are mastered, it can be continuously replicated. Non-replicable Xuanwen is also called innate Xuanwen, because its refining is too delicate and complicated, and it is often the Xuan family who devotes all their efforts to refine it, and it is difficult to replicate.

Xuanjia is the honorific title of this immortal position, just like the immortal position of refining elixirs and the immortal position of sealing demons. Compared with other immortal positions, being able to become a Xuanjia is rare, because the first requirement to become a Xuanjia is: open the gate of heaven and cultivate Xuanshen!

Among the millions of cultivators, probably only one person can open the gate of heaven and cultivate Xuanshen.

Even in Tianchen Continent, where there are hundreds of millions of practitioners, the Xuan family is one of the few.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Chuan's mind flashed with the memory of "Xuanwen". At this moment, a short arrow with green rust and green light shot towards him.