Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class

Ji Xingwen specializes in swordsmanship and is a famous swordsman. Among his peers in Qingyun Sect, his swordsmanship is among the best.

The moment he launched his flying sword, his momentum surged and he was full of confidence.

The disciples watching the battle are also looking forward to the next battle, which will definitely be exciting.

Facing the imposing Ji Xingwen, Zhu Jiahong's expression remained calm as usual.

"Watch the move!" Ji Xingwen shouted sternly, and several flying swords hovering above his head flew towards Zhu Jiahong.

"It's just a mere swordsmanship, but you still dare to show it off. It's simply embarrassing."

Zhu Jiahong is now different from what he used to be. He went to the Buddhist world and saw improvements. He saw too many swordsman masters and geniuses on the way.

Ji Xingwen's swordsmanship is indeed good in the Qingyun Sect, but compared with the outside world, it is really average.

Zhu Jiahong raised his hand, and a flame burst out from his palm.

"Fire Technique·Palm Fire." He pushed the flame out of his palm.

The flame that was originally just the size of an apple expanded instantly and turned into a large fireball dozens of feet in diameter.

At the same time, the color of the fireball also changed, from fiery red to dark black.

Ji Xingwen's flying sword got into the black fireball.

The next moment, Ji Xingwen's heart trembled, and his expression suddenly changed.

Because he couldn't sense those flying swords anymore, and couldn't sense their existence at all.

Just when he was surprised, the black fireball flew towards him.

The terrifying high temperature distorted the space, and white smoke billowed from the floor of the arena.

Looking directly at the flame, Ji Xingwen felt the fear of death in his heart.

There was a voice in his heart telling him that he couldn't handle this flame and might die if he touched it.

For a moment, Ji Xingwen broke into a cold sweat and his hair stood on end.

The fear of death left him with no fighting spirit and his mind went blank.

He stood there blankly, his feet seemed to be welded to the ground, unable to move.

The referee above the ring was also shocked by the black fireball below.

Palm fire is just a low-level spell among fire spells, and it is not very powerful.

But what Zhu Jiahong displayed was as powerful as magical powers.

At this moment, the black fireball was less than ten meters away from Ji Xingwen. The hot air waves ignited his clothes and instantly turned him into a burning man.

This kind of burning power is not enough to cause harm to his body, but if he doesn't get out of the way, he will be engulfed by the black fireball.

"Danger!" The referee's expression changed drastically and he immediately flew down and quickly took Ji Xingwen out.

The outcome of this round was already clear when the referee took action.

Everyone in the audience's seats stared wide-eyed, with shock written all over their faces.

They thought there would be a fierce battle, but they did not expect this outcome.

On the high platform, the elders of Qingyun Sect looked in disbelief.

They also thought that the battle between Ji Xingwen and Zhu Jiahong would last for a while, but no one expected it to be over so soon.

"Elder Jin, your dark horse is extraordinary!" Bai Luoxiang said.

"To be honest, we don't know this disciple very well. Today's battle really shocked us." Elder Jin said.

"Low-level spells can exert such great power in his hands, which is no worse than those monsters on the list of geniuses." Bai Luoxiang praised.

The elders laughed heartily. Their disciples looked particularly good-looking when others praised them like this.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect could not laugh.

More than 100,000 years have passed since Ye Wei's incident, but it is still vivid in my mind when I think about it.

In order to eradicate Ye Wei, the lives of countless elders and countless disciples were sacrificed.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect now suspects that Zhu Jiahong and Ye Wei are related.

As the sect leader, he will never let a second Ye Wei appear and let history repeat itself.

Late at night, the moonlight is like water.

In a certain wasteland of Qingyun Gate, there were two groups of figures moving quickly under the moonlight.

They stopped in front of an abandoned cave.

The two men were shrouded in black smoke, making their appearance completely unclear.

"Dharma protector, this is the cave where Ye Wei lived during his lifetime." The black figure who spoke was none other than Bai Luoxiang.

The other one is the middle-aged man named Elder Zhuang.

"You stay outside and notify me immediately if there is any trouble." The protector said.

"yes!"

So, the protector quietly came to Ye Wei's cave alone.

There was nothing in the cave, and he looked completely destitute.

The protector took out a piece of jade and walked around the cave many times before finally stopping in a corner.

I saw the jade in his hand shining like a firefly.

"The biggest reaction is here. Not surprisingly, it should be here."

The protector murmured.

He put away the jade, then formed a seal and recited a mantra.

After waiting for a few seconds, the ground under his feet lit up with blue light, and then revealed a formation pattern.

"Sure enough, it's here!" The protector was particularly excited.

He checked the formation at his feet, stood there and thought for a while, and then walked out soon after.

"Dharma protector!" Bai Luoxiang was shocked. He thought it would take a long time, but he didn't expect it to come out so quickly.

"Let's go." The protector said solemnly.

"Dharma Protector, have you found the thing?" Bai Luoxiang asked.

The protector nodded: "The Xiaotian Demon Emperor's left arm is sealed inside, but the movement of breaking the formation is too great, so now is not the time."

"Then when will we do it?"

"I already have a plan, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Um!"

Just like that, they quickly disappeared into the night.

But not long after they left, the space near where they were standing was distorted, and then a masked person walked out.

"Demon Emperor Xiaotian? Is he a powerful emperor in the demon cultivator?" This person is Qin Chuan.

He listened to everything Bai Luoxiang talked with the protector.

Because Qin Chuan saw through the identity of the two demon cultivators at a glance, there must be a reason for the demon cultivator's appearance, so Qin Chuan has been secretly monitoring them.

He entered Ye Wei's cave and stopped where the protector was standing.

Qin Chuan leaned down and touched the ground with his palms. He could still vaguely feel a little energy fluctuation, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

"I heard from the two demon cultivators that the left arm of a demon emperor was sealed here.

Thinking about it this way, the Demon Emperor should have become immortal through training. "Qin Chuan touched his chin and whispered.

As far as he knows, it is very difficult to become immortal, but once you master it, you are basically indestructible. There is no fear of a catastrophe coming from heaven and earth, and you cannot kill it either.

Before there is no way to completely kill it, the best way is to dismember its body and then separate and seal each organ.

If you want to be resurrected, you can only find all the dismembered organs.

But the Immortal Realm is so big, and the organs are scattered throughout the Immortal Realm, making it very difficult to gather them together.

Throughout the ages, there have been so few successful examples that they can probably be counted on one hand.

However, those who can cultivate an immortal body are definitely the strong ones standing at the top of the pyramid.

Qin Chuan now knows that the identity of the person sealed under his feet is the Demon Emperor. If he is resurrected, it will definitely be a disaster for the righteous path of the Immortal Realm.

While he was deep in thought, a voice suddenly came to his ears.

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