Drunken Immortal Gourd

Qingyang was observing the forces at the entrance, but Xue Cang beside him had already exclaimed, "How come the entrance to the cave was opened in advance? Everyone from the six major families seems to have entered."

Qingyang looked carefully and found that although there were many people from the six major families at the entrance, some key figures were not present. For example, Yun Kunzi, the young master of the Bilin clan, was not there. It seemed that just as Xuecang said, The entrance to the Ancient Medicine Garden has been opened, and those people have entered in advance.

Among the more than 100 people present, there are about 30 people from the six major families. For example, the Qingdie that Qingyang saw in the misty swamp is here. Although she is the direct daughter of the floating tribe, she still has a certain status. More importantly, her place in the floating tribe was taken away by others. Yun Kunzi of the Bilin Clan, the ninth-level bodyguard who once traded his life with the Fire Giant, is also there. Now more than two years have passed. Perhaps it was because he was seriously injured that time, and the injury has not completely healed yet. Just left outside.

Among the remaining monks, some were like Xue Cang, who had contributed to breaking the formation. They were unwilling to get a spot and stayed here to watch the fun; some of them got the news later. When I came here, I heard that the quota was limited and I could only look outside and sigh.

After identifying the entrance, Qingyang didn't hesitate and strode forward. The appearance of the three people was already eye-catching. Qingyang's behavior even caused the onlookers to talk about it, especially those who liked to watch the excitement. He was really looking forward to the conflict between Qingyang and the six major families. If Qingyang lost, it would be a lively event. If Qingyang won, he could also use this as an excuse to withdraw from the ancient medicine garden.

Seeing that Wang He was about to approach the entrance, several monks suddenly stood behind me and said in a deep voice: "Anyone who is coming, please stop. There must be monks outside who have no quota before they can retreat."

"Who stipulated that?" Qingdie asked knowingly.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen anyone who dared to speak to me like that. The leading monk frowned, and then said warmly: “Those are the rules agreed upon by the eight small families in Bibo City. You women The Aiba family is the gardener who stays outside. If you Taoist friends don't have a quota, please show it. If there is a quota, please go ahead immediately, otherwise don't blame you for being polite."

Qingdie smiled faintly, then pointed at the guards Qingyang and Yun Kunzi in the crowd, and said, "His daughter likes to ask us if you need their so-called quota."

I know he is powerful, but he can also fight against us. There are not more than 80 monks from the Eight Small Families at the entrance. In a real fight, the Divine Transformation Perfection monks are also opponents. Xue Cang is afraid that Qingdie will conflict with those people. , hurriedly stepped back and said: "There is no quota, you have no quota."

Although Yang Quan is a member of the Eight Small Clan, my strength is too weak and I rarely have any rivals in Lianxu. I personally testify that my intimidation power is only a little bit weaker than that of Yun Kunzi Guards and Wang He. No one dared to raise objections anymore. Instead, they were filled with jealousy and envy.

The leading monk was considering discussing with Xue Cang to give him the spot, but he saw the guard left by Yun Kunzi standing next to him and said, "I need a spot, please let me retreat."

Even though there were so few people at the scene, he was still not too willing and said: "The eight small families are all in the same group. Who knows if they are deliberately favoring me. Besides, the fourteen places that should be given to them are not yet available." If you give it, why should you allocate another quota to others?"

"They said that people from the Eighth Little Family may be biased towards me. So, since you are from the Eighth Little Family, can you prove the strength of Fellow Daoist Qingdie?" A voice suddenly came from nearby.

The leading monk knew that Xue Cang had no quota, so it would be in compliance with the rules if he gave it to that person. Not that his attitude was too refreshing. Xue Cang himself used such an important quota, but he gave it to a person who had a name based on experience. The seventh-level **** of transformation is really a waste of natural resources, but it's better to give it to yourself.

Just when Xiaojia thought that Wang He would step in despite the difficulties, Qingyang, the direct son of the floating tribe next to him, suddenly stood up and said, "If I add you, can you prove my strength?"

I was once a guard, and I had reached the status of Yun Kunzi, who was always talking about everything. No one believed in my words: "That was just his one-sided words. Who knows if he is pretending to be public for personal gain?"

A few breaths ago, two figures appeared behind Xiaojia, one was older and the other was more than a year old. He was at the eighth level of spiritual transformation. The old man had snow-white hair and a face full of wrinkles. He looked quite young for his age. Look at my trembling appearance. , it seems that a gust of wind can blow it away, but it does not possess the perfect cultivation level of spiritual transformation. Who is Yang Quan and my grandson Yang Chuan? I think our grandparents also got the news and rushed over.

The cultivation of the fourth-level guardian of the God Transformation ranks low among the eighty or so monks from the eight small families. More importantly, this person is the personal guard of Yun Kunzi, the multi-master of the Bilin Clan, the first small family in Bibo City. His identity is I have a transcendent status and I don’t have much say. It’s just that things can be done like this. I have only transformed into the seventh level of spiritual cultivation. Why do I need a quota? Could it be that I hurt my head next time and my consciousness is not clear?

I also know where that big boy came from. His cultivation level of only the seventh level of the God Transformation can actually get the support of so few people. He is not as good as the eight small families in Bibo City ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but not as good as Yangquan. The top-notch casual cultivator first talked about his strength. His strength background alone was scary enough. He was really provoking. It seemed that he was only given a quota, but he had to take a detour when he met this person before. Otherwise, I thought of what happened today. The whole family had to eat and walked around.

Yun Kunzi defended: "A cultivator who has reached the Perfection of God Transformation can automatically get a quota. Although fellow Taoist Wang He appears to have reached the Perfection of Soul Transformation, his true strength has already exceeded it."

Qingyang, as the direct son of the leader of the Floating Tribe, your words are even less convincing than this guard. Even you said that. There is no way that that thing is true. Even if this person does not have the strength to become a god, he can still People from two small families stood up for me, and that name was just short of one quota.

It was only the members of the Eighth Small Family who understood, and the other monks who were watching me were also convinced, and they all said: "Why? Why do you all want a quota, but I need a seventh-level God Transformation? The Eighth Small Family can get it." The quota has been used up, and I also participated in the formation cracking, which one does it meet?"

Seeing so few people's approval, Xue Cang's face looked full of female love. Sure enough, that matter touched the interests of Xiaojia. Although Qingdie did not have the support of the Bilin clan, there were still not many people who approved. He had no intention of doing so. I advised Qingdie to give it up. Thinking about the opponent's strength, let it go. He just saved me, but he fell in love with me in front of so few people, and he offended people to death.