Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 5124

[Chapter 5112 Disciple of Wanlei Valley]

“Junior is taught!” Kan Xu was stunned. He looked at Kan Bo’s smile and smiled, and asked, “Uncle, judging from your expression, my Kanlei Palace’s grades are good?”

“At present, the eight major thunder palaces are fighting each other, and the Jinglei Ping of my Kanlei palace only cleans up the palace branches of my Kanlei palace.” Kan Bo replied, “The record of the other thunder palaces, the old man does not know, but, the old man Yuyouyuan, who was born, has a good grade this time, so it shouldn’t be cleaned up. Before the competition in the Baidian, Yuyouyuan’s disciples searched for the old man several times and asked the old man to find a way. The old man was also worried about how to talk to the palace master. There is no need to come. Oh, by the way, Kanxu, Fenyushan’s record seems to be not good, you should hurry up and see if you can catch up with the last game…”

“Ah? No way!!” Kan Xu was a little dumbfounded, and said in surprise, “If the record is not good, is it possible that I will be cleared from Yushan?”

“Yeah!” Kan Bo said solemnly, “This time, the sect master has made up his mind to clean it up from top to bottom. If Fenyu Mountain has a poor record, it may be cleared, and the disciple will be merged into other temple branches… ”

“Yes, yes, this junior understands!” Kan Xu panicked when he heard it, and hurriedly asked, “Uncle, where are my disciples of Fenyushan?”

“It should be at the northeast corner of Jingleiping, Kanlei Palace, you all go!” Kan Bo pointed in a direction and said

“Junior farewell!” After Kan Xu finished speaking, he hurriedly took his disciples there. Kan Bo looked at the backs of Kan Xu and the others and sighed slightly.

Not to mention Kanxu and the others rushing to Jinglei Ping of Canlei Palace, but just to say that under Jinglei Ping of Zhenlei Palace, about a few miles west of Lei Ri, dozens of men and women cultivators gathered together. Isn’t it the Zhuo **** who has cultivated to the late stage of Jindan? At this time, Zhuo **** had a nervous expression on his face, looking at Lei Ri, there were two foundation-building cultivators in Lei Ri, urging the magic weapon to fight!

“Xiangyang…” Seeing that a middle-aged cultivator didn’t pay attention and was hit by the opponent’s flag, Zhuo **** couldn’t help shouting, “Why is Xi Tuo so careless?”

On Zhuo ****’s left, Xiang Yang and Yan Qinglian looked nervously as well. After hearing Zhuo ****’s question, Xiang Yang and Yan Qinglian looked at each other, and Xiang Yang smiled bitterly: “Master, I have fewer disciples in Wanleigu. This is the third time Xituo has played, and he barely won the first time, but this time I’m afraid…”

“Hey…” A slightly old voice said behind Xiang Yang, “Master, if nothing else happens, Xituo will lose this time!”

Xiang Yang looked back, and in the thunder light, an old man with a wrinkled face in the early stage of Jindan looked at him with an apologetic expression on his face. Although Xiang Yang felt helpless, he could only comfort him, but before he could speak, Zhuo* On the right side of the ***, Dui Qimeng, who is already in the late stage of Jindan, said: “Zhenquan, didn’t your master just say it? Xituo has already won two games, and his opponent is Qianleishan’s Zhengan, Zhenquan. Qian’s strength is not inferior to Xituo, and it is the first time he has played…”

Dui Qimeng just said this, “Ah…” Everyone exclaimed, even Dui Qimeng couldn’t help but shout, “Xituo he…”

Looking at the thunder day again, the monk in the early stage of foundation building named Xituo was injured and turned around to fight back. It was also the grinning smile of Zhengan in the early stage of foundation building, which urged the hidden magic weapon from the flagpole of the flag. It really hit him. Xituo’s face, and Xituo actually had the heart of burning jade and stone, ignoring this magic weapon, spewing a flying sword from his mouth, and stabbed straight into the dry throat! This flying sword is too abrupt, and the shock is also unprepared. Seeing that the two foundation-building cultivators are about to die together…

“Not good!” Zhenquan was shocked, he let out a low voice, and he was about to rush towards Jingleiping.

It was also at this critical moment, “Boom…” A thunder light appeared on Jinglei Ping, and it struck between Zhengan and Xituo. The place where the thunderlight landed, the space where Zhengan and Xituo were located was slightly wrong.” “Boom” and “Whoosh”, two low-pitched sounds, whether it is the dry magic weapon or Xituo’s flying sword, they all stab in the air. A majestic voice sounded: “This battle… Ping!”

As the sound landed, Xituo’s figure swayed, and Feijian had no time to retract it, and he had already fainted on Jingleiping!

“Damn it!” Zhen Gan looked at Xituo, who was banned from another place, cursed in a low voice, and turned his head to look outside Jinglei Ping. The place opposite Wanlei Valley is Qianlei Mountain. Today, there are dozens of Qianlei Mountains. Famous disciple, the one who was standing first was Zhenyue, who was in the late stage of Jindan. Zhenyue was still short and stout, and his hair was all white. At this moment, his triangular eyes were like Zhengan, and anger flashed!

Zhenquan had already landed under Jinglei Ping, and a rainbow appeared on Jinglei Ping, holding Xituo and flying out, just in front of Zhenquan! Zhenquan took Xituo, took out an elixir from his arms and put it into his mouth, then flew back to the disciple of Wanleigu.

After Zhenquan flew back, Xituo was already awake, he looked at Zhenquan, and at the people who were concerned, and finally said to Zhuo ****: “Old Ancestor, the disciple finally did not lose to the Qianlei Mountain disciple. My Thousand Thunder Valley…will not be cleared!”

With tears in her eyes, Zhuo **** looked at Xituo, Wan Lei Gu has such a loyal disciple, she couldn’t help but feel pride in her heart, Zhuo **** said: “Don’t worry, child, I am Wan Lei Gu Yueyu. There are more wins than losses, how can it be eliminated? You can rest assured to recover!”

“That’s good, the disciple is relieved!” As Xituo replied, several qi-refining disciples flew over behind everyone and helped him over. Xituo’s real name is Zhen Xituo, and he is a disciple of Zhenquan. These qi-refining disciples are also his disciples. If you count your fingers, there are already five generations of disciples in Wanleigu.

“Qing Lian…” After Zhen Xituo was helped by his disciple, Xiang Yang thought for a while and said, “Xituo just urged Feijian to hurt Daoji, do you still have any medicine for healing? ”

“This…” Yan Qinglian hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly, “Husband, there are ordinary medicinal pills naturally…”

“If it’s an ordinary medicine pill, should I still ask you?” Xiang Yang said in a hurry, “I’m asking about the medicine pill left by the younger brother!”

“Hey, husband…” How could Yan Qinglian not know the anxiety in Xiangyang’s heart? She said helplessly, “Although there are a lot of medicinal pills left by the younger brother, it has been hundreds of years. How many are left? We… do we have to keep some for emergencies?”

“I know…” Xiang Yang said without any hesitation, “I have just seen it, if Xituo’s injury was to use Zongmen’s medicine pill, he might be able to heal his injury, but the damaged Daoji is not easy. Repair, this is not good for his future cultivation! Xituo has fought for me in Wanlei Valley three times in a row.

“Okay!” Yan Qinglian wanted to say something, but she knew about Xiang Yang’s temper. If she could be accommodating, Xiang Yang would have shut up as soon as she said her first objection. Since he insisted on giving it, he could only gave!

Just when Yan Qinglian carefully took out the jade bottle from the storage bag, Dui Qimeng suddenly spoke up and said to Zhenquan: “Zhenquan, I have the medicinal pill left by your second uncle here, you can take it to Zhenquan. Xituo took it. He hurt his foundation in three consecutive battles, and if he can’t repair it during the foundation-building period, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to step into the golden elixir.”

“Qi Meng…” Yan Qinglian hurriedly took out the jade bottle and said, “I have it here too…”

“Sister-in-law…” When Yan Qinglian took out the jade bottle, Dui Qimeng had already stuffed another identical jade bottle into Zhenquan’s hand, and said with a smile, “Hongshen is now the deputy hall master of Shuo Lei Temple. The medicinal pills sent back to the valley, although the medicinal pills of the second senior brother are good, neither I nor Hongshen’s disciples can use them.

Dui Qimeng’s words are not without brilliance, but the act of taking out the elixir is also a disciple of protecting Wanleigu. Yan Qinglian opened his mouth and said with a smile: “If that’s the case, I would like to thank Junior Sister.”

After hearing Yan Qinglian’s agreement, Zhenquan took the jade bottle and said respectfully, “Thank you, uncle!”

Zhuo **** has always ignored the trivial matters of Wanleigu. She just listened to what Yan Qinglian and Dui Qimeng said. At this time, she looked at Zhenquan, and she looked at Dui Qimeng and asked. Said: “Qi Meng, why hasn’t Hong Shen come back?”

“Tianshi Niang…” Dui Qimeng hurriedly said, “This time, the competition for the Hundred Halls will not only sort out the branches of each hall, but also rank the halls of each Lei Palace. His disciples have always been good at cultivation level. If this time, he won the top three in Zhenlei Palace or the top ten in Yulei Sect this time, he, the deputy hall master, couldn’t say that he could still move forward half a step, so he kept going all the way. They are all busy in Shuo Lei Hall!”

“Well…” Zhuo **** nodded, “If Hong Shen can be the master of Shuo Lei Temple, I will have nothing to worry about in Wan Lei Gu.”

“Teacher, don’t worry!” Yan Qinglian smiled beside him, “Not to mention that in this competition for the Hundred Temples, my Wanleigu disciples performed quite well, and their strength ranks among the top among the halls of Zhenlei Palace. It is impossible to remove my Wanleigu from the various halls of Zhenlei Palace. Even if the hundred halls compete for my Wanleigu defeat here, with the sect decree issued by the predecessors of Qianleizi, my Wanleigu will not work. will be cleaned up.”

What Yan Qinglian said was naturally that after Qian Leizi knew that Xiao Hua was Yuan Ying Wuming, he ordered Lei Kuang to pursue him with a sect master order, and issued another sect master order. This sect master order was to win over Xiao Hua. Let the disciples of Wanleigu still guard the valley without Wanlei, and let Xiao Hua see the sincerity of Yuleizong, and not hold grudges because of the expulsion.

“Hehe, that’s true!” After hearing Yan Qinglian’s words, Zhuo **** was relieved, “I’m getting old, so I forgot about this! With the command of Gan Leizi, I’m absolutely sure. Thunder Valley should sit back and relax.”

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