Chapter 101 Love over time

Wang Fuqiang actually hated this kind of cultivation method before. After all, he had to be beaten. And after every time he was seriously injured, although his cultivation level would improve, the feeling of activate the tight spell in his brain was really not something that people could tolerate.

But now after experiencing this series of things, Wang Fuqiang has no choice at all. Compared to pain, he is even more afraid of death.

After finally coming to this world, it is considered a rebirth. After finally becoming a banished immortal who is known to everyone in the world, you can't be wiped out by an inexplicable disaster of reincarnation.

Therefore, as long as you can improve your cultivation level, it is nothing. If you can instantly reach the level of Earth Immortal like Ji Changhe, let alone the pain now, even if you add ten or a hundred times, Wang Fuqiang will choose to bear it without hesitation.

Wang Fuqiang himself didn't care, but the disciples of Yunling Sect began to complain a little.

It doesn't matter if this uncle Shi Zu was injured, but they had to walk around and stop and stop after being implicated. They even had to sleep in the mountains and rivers several times. It would be fine if they could not use the spiritual boat flying sword, but they had to carry the uncle Shi Zu to the road. What's this called?

Originally, at the beginning, the Great Elder was preparing to use the spiritual boat, but the uncle master stopped him and said that he would cultivate his mind and power in his practice. He said that he could not control what they were in the Yunling Sect. Since he followed him down the mountain, and since he called him "Uncle Master", he had to follow his rules, and what he gained was well-informed and well-founded, so that they could not refute it.

Although they complained in their hearts, they had no choice but to make him the uncle of the master?

This is already annoying enough, but there are still people who are uncomfortable at this time. If the elder hadn't stopped him, they would have probably drawn their swords to kill people.

On the official road, a group of people actually set up checkpoints, as if they were charging some tolls. Each person had a Yuan stone and a sign was written next to it. It seemed that because there were always tiger disasters in front of them, many passers-by were injured. In addition to tiger disasters, the government specially instructed them to set up checkpoints here and collect travel fees. It seemed that they had also received permission from a nearby sect.

One Yuan stone per person is not a lot for practitioners, but it is not small for the people at the foot of the mountain. After all, a Yuan stone can be exchanged for a lot of copper plates, which is enough for a person to eat and drink for more than ten days.

If it were normal, the disciples of Yunling would naturally not care about a Yuan stone. After all, they really had no idea about money. If you buy spiritual treasures and magic weapons, you would not start with hundreds of yuan stones at any time. A Yuan stone is really nothing, but along the way, no one in the sky dared to collect their money, and when they arrived on the ground, they would have to pay the travel fee. This was simply unbearable for them.

Besides, it’s just a tiger. If you have the ability, find another tiger to see if we need your protection.

It would be fine if you collect money and those who are incapable, but even the sects will accept it. Who do you look down on?

When Wang Fuqiang heard that he wanted to collect money, he was a little unhappy. Don’t look at each person and a piece of Yuan stone are nothing, they have more than 500 people, but they have more than 500 Yuan stones in total?

So although he was injured, he jumped off the shelf and limped forward. I don’t know if he was too excited or something, but stepped on a stone and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Li Qingyun, who had been following him, was convinced.

After Wang Fuqiang walked in front, he stared at the people blocking the road and said, "Damn it, I have been traveling around for so long. This is the first time I heard that there is a charge for walking the official road. Your so-called official instructions are not a fool, right?"

When a man heard this, he was immediately dissatisfied and said coldly: "Open your eyes and see clearly. This is a document issued by the Qingfeng State Government."

Wang Fuqiang glanced at him and said, "I don't know you, how can you know the truth or false? Besides, what you said is that because there are tigers in the mountains, you have reduced the threat to pedestrians except tigers, so you set up a card here for charges. But we are not afraid of tigers, so we naturally can't receive this money."

Everyone looked at Wang Fuqiang, okay, they were covered in injuries and couldn't stand firmly, and they dared to say such big words.

The man who spoke before said the life-threatening man sneered: "You can deal with tigers?"

Wang Fuqiang glared and said, "What do you think of people? Not to mention tigers, I have even beaten dragons."

As he said that, he took off a dragon tendon from his waist, shook it in front of the man, and said, "Did you see, this is a dragon tendon, I pulled it out myself."

The man glanced at it and said, "Isn't this just ordinary beef tendon? I don't know where I got it. Is there a dragon tendon, so who can I scare you?"

Wang Fuqiang was really a little overwhelmed and glared and said, "Okay, I can't tell you clearly. Anyway, we have to go the road, we won't pay the money. Anyway, you only have more than a dozen people, but we have more than 500 people. If you really want to fight, you can't beat them. Those who know the truth quickly quickly moved the road away. Everyone looked behind him. It was indeed a huge crowd of four or five hundred people, all wearing the same clothes and carrying the same long sword. They were obviously cultivators from the Immortal Cultivation Sect. In addition, the woman who supported this guy, they were indeed like a fairy. Ordinary people really could not bring such a beauty by their side."

If they really want to fight, they will definitely suffer a loss, but just letting these people go there is a loss of four or five hundred yuan, which is worth two days after they are here to win the sun.

Seeing that the man was hesitant, Wang Fuqiang said impatiently: "What should I choose? I am busy. If I don't give a clear answer, we will have to make a desperate attempt."

Another man hurried forward and whispered something in the man's ear. Then the man glanced at Wang Fuqiang and said in a deep voice: "Since he is a monk on the mountain, he is really not worried about any tiger problems, so let's go."

After saying that, get out of the way.

Wang Fuqiang did not leave, but frowned and thought about something.

Of course he heard what the man said.

It's just that the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, so he asked the man to take a step back first, and then send the news to the nearby sect. I heard that the head of the sect has been looking for a peerless furnace that can be cultivated twice recently. Among the people in front of him, there are many fairy-like women who just happened to match the wishes of the head. At that time, the demons will inevitably reward them. That's not a matter of hundreds of yuan stones. If they can get one or two volumes of profound secret magic skills, they can also practice immortality?

As a result, the man was also a little moved and responded, and then let them go.

Wang Fuqiang finally gave up his plan to teach these people a lesson. He was just a group of people in the world. After all, he was the ancestor of the Yunling Sect. If this was spread, it would not be good for the Yunling Sect's reputation. As for the sect mentioned by these people, it depends on whether this sect has the ability to see it.

If you don't provoke them, it's fine, and you're pretending nothing happened, but if you don't have any eyes and have to look for his unhappiness, then you won't blame him.

Anyway, the so-called head of the sect is definitely a good guy with the Tai Chi Sect. Wu Canghai, the rich and powerful king, can't teach a lesson. Could it be that he can't teach a lesson that is not a good sect?

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he limped back, then climbed onto the temporary shelf built by Yunling Sect, and was lifted up by four Yunling Sect disciples, and continued to move forward, which made these people in the world look shocked.

Who is this guy? This is too big a stance.

But this doesn't matter, because it won't take long to get the airs going.

Not long after everyone left like this, there was a group of monks who came up. There were quite a few people. There were four or five hundred people leading these monks. The middle-aged Taoist priest who looked a bit fairy-like. He didn't hold a sword, but was wearing a whisk.

Wang Fuqiang had heard before that Taoist priests who use whisks are more powerful than Taoist priests who use swords. Of course, it is the martial arts world in Gu Long's novels. The world history world where he is now in the world, and it is also the sword energy of everyone's sword cultivator. Therefore, it is impossible to tell whether this Taoist priest is really powerful. Only by fighting can you know.

After the middle-aged Taoist priest came out, he said directly: "Where did the Taoist fellow come from? He didn't give me the face of Jiuhua Sect."

Wang Fuqiang frowned and said, "Jiuhua Sect, is it very powerful?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned and looked at Wang Fuqiang, confirming that this guy should be the strongest among these people, otherwise he would never have received such treatment. After careful examination, he found that there were serious injuries on this guy, which made people lift him up.

Seeing this situation, he felt relieved.

Since the strongest person has been injured, there is no need to be afraid of those disciples left. Besides, their number is more than that of the other party, and this place is its own territory, so there is nothing to worry about at all.

When he saw Li Qingyun and Bai Yixue beside Wang Fuqiang, he couldn't take his eyes off his face.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there was such a proud and independent figure in the world. I'm afraid that even compared with the head of the Tai Chi Sect, it would be much worse.

If I also brought these two people to the sect, wouldn’t it be like the real person in the head of the Tai Chi Sect, who practiced with one hand and held a beauty with the other? In the world, there is something more happy than this?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips.

He finally put his eyes on Wang Fuqiang again and said coldly: "Even Jiuhua Sect doesn't know, he dares to show off his power in this area. Let me tell you the truth, behind my Jiuhua Sect, there is Lingbo Pavilion."

This time, it was Wang Fuqiang's turn to frown.

He really didn't know what Jiuhua Sect, but he must have known Lingbo Pavilion. This time he came, the purpose of Lingbo Pavilion.

However, from the current situation, we can see that the Jiuhua Sect should be just a sect that is not in the ordinary sect. After all, it is impossible for ordinary sects to not recognize the clothing of the Yunling Sect. Since these people have not recognized it, it proves that they are not even a third-rate sect. Although Lingbo Pavilion is controlled by Bai Yanlou, it is one of the six sects after all, and there will never be such an affiliated sect under its command. So maybe these guys are just using the reputation of Lingbo Pavilion to cheat and show off their power.

Just so happen, teaching these guys a lesson can be considered a favor for Lingbo Pavilion. Of course, it doesn’t matter if it is really an affiliated sect of Lingbo Pavilion. After all, it’s just an affiliated sect. Could Lingbo Pavilion still turn against me for such a sect?

Besides, if you turn against each other, you will turn against each other. At worst, you can fight. They are one of the six sects, and whoever is afraid of whom.

Thinking of this, Wang Fuqiang said directly: "I haven't heard of it. I'm in an urgent matter. If you have nothing to do, please get out of the way. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude. Let's say it first. The people under my command have bad tempers. Although they didn't say it, they were full of anger along the way and they would post them all on you later. It would be bad."

The middle-aged Taoist priest snorted coldly and said angrily: "I am so arrogant. I want to see what you have to do."

Wang Fuqiang nodded, then looked at the disciples of Yunling Sect and said, "Fifty people, a cup of tea, if it cannot be solved, all the next journey will be fifty of you take turns to carry me."

All the fifty disciples in front frowned and said, "Yes."

After saying that, fifty people walked out at the same time and stood neatly. Because the width of the official road was limited after all, it stood in five rows, just one row of ten.

Seeing fifty disciples of the Yunling Sect walk out and listening to Wang Fuqiang's words, the middle-aged Taoist priest felt that he had received a great insult and was very angry. However, before he could speak, he was shocked.

After fifty disciples of the Yunling Sect walked out, they directly sacrificed their natal flying sword at the same time.

Fifty flying swords appeared at the same time, hovering over the official road, and seeing the disciples of Jiuhua Sect widened their eyes, and they were all so shocked that they could not speak.

It is no wonder that among large sects such as the Yunling Sect, the natal flying sword is the lowest standard. Almost as long as the disciples who enter the Yunling Sect can condense the natal flying sword in less than two years. However, for some second- and third-rate sects, the natal flying sword is a dream thing. Many disciples can even reach the elder level to condense the natal flying sword. Therefore, if the disciples in the second- and third-rate sects can condense the natal flying sword, they are all genius-level figures and can directly occupy the elder position in the sect.

Now there have been so many peers with their natal flying swords that have hit them so hard.

When did it start? It is so easy to condense the flying sword of the natal life?

The middle-aged Taoist looked a little ugly, because among the people he brought, those who could condense the natal flying sword, and together with him, were only the number of hands. If this really happened, those disciples who had not condensed the natal flying sword were simply cannon fodder and would not have any effect at all.

Could it be that I mentioned iron plate today?

It shouldn't be. If it were really from the nearby sect, it would be impossible for him to know Lingbo Pavilion.

As the entire sword energy river, the second and third-rate sects go up, no one does not know the six sects. If you know the six sects, you will naturally know the Lingbo Pavilion. With one move, you can take out fifty young sword cultivators who can condense their natal flying swords. Their foundation has exceeded that of the third-rate sect and is approaching the second-rate sect. Would you not know the Lingbo Pavilion?

He was not allowed to think too much. After the fifty disciples of the Yunling Sect sacrificed their natal flying sword, they didn't say anything nonsense and just came over.

Nonsense, Master’s uncle only gave him one cup of tea, okay, no matter how weak the opposite side is, there are only six or seven hundred people, only fifty of them. Even if they cut watermelon, they have to cut it for a while. Besides, these are not watermelons, but real monks.

What's more, there are several masters who are not strong on the other side. If there is any formation to cooperate, it will be even more difficult, but there is no delay.

If they cannot fulfill the requirements of the Master Uncle Master, they will be responsible for all the things they do about carrying the Master Uncle Master. Then they will have tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. When they return to Yunling Sect, they will probably be exhausted long ago.

Fifty disciples of the Yunling Sect cooperated with each other and completely disrupted the formation on the opposite side. Then the fifty people were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, driving the flying sword technique and killing the four sides, without giving the other party any chance to react.

Good guy, it's really a cup of tea.

Wang Fuqiang found it incredible.

It has to be said that these disciples of the Yunling Sect have made great progress, especially after going down the mountain this time, they benefited a lot from the influence of Wang Fuqiang's so-called spiritual cultivation power.

On the ground, the disciples of Jiuhua Sect were lying on the ground, crying for their parents.

This is not a battle, it’s just being abused.

Although the number of people on the two sides was huge, their cultivation strength was not at the same level at all. The other party was dazzled by their actions, and they were already unable to get up from the ground before they even figured out what was going on.

Fifty children took their swords and walked back, bowed to Wang Fu forcibly, and said, "Uncle Master."

Wang Fuqiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's not bad, there will be punishment if you can't finish it. If you complete it, you should naturally receive a reward, so you don't have to carry me for the next journey."

When the fifty people heard this, they immediately smiled, and looked at the disciples behind them with envy.

You should know that there will be such a result. You should know that the other party is so unrestrained to beat him, so they have already been on the scene.

Who is there, six or seven hundred people, fifty people, and the leader of the sect, can't even hold on to a cup of tea. This practice has reached the womb.

Wang Fuqiang looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was lying on the ground screaming and said with a smile: "Today, Uncle Master will call you another secret to walking in the world, that is, never do anything without profit. Since you beat someone up, hatred will follow, so you don't need any way to go for the oven. If you have any valuable things on the other party, you can take them."

Everyone was stunned, then nodded at the same time, "Yes."

After saying that, he turned around again and began to fumble on the Jiuhua disciples, and soon he took out a lot of things in big and small bags.

Seeing this scene made Bai Yixue and others on the side look shocked. Why did you suddenly feel familiar?

Well, the same situation happened to him at the beginning, and it was much more miserable than these guys from Jiuhua Sect.

She couldn't help but wonder whether the disciples of Yunling Sect would have to go down the mountain like this uncle. It would probably not take long before the Yunling Sect would really make everyone frightened up and down the mountain.

However, she felt that what the uncle of the master said was quite reasonable. Since he had taken action and since everyone had fought, the hatred would naturally be completely formed, and it would be useless to not take it.

Before she knew it, she no longer hated this uncle of the master. She began to agree with his bullshit principles...
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