Everyone's eyes flashed with gold and they were dumbfounded. Su Jing was extremely satisfied. He was flying through the magnificent but terrifying scenery that he had burned with his own hands.
What is the rain of gold and iron that was roasted from the ground to the sky and poured down again?
It’s Chi Xiu’s original foundation!
Su Jing had completely disrupted his spiritual practice. The outcome was already decided and there was no need to fight again.
After a long while, Su Jing finally laughed, his fire wings flew into the sky, and with endless flames, he rushed out of the Chixiu world and returned to the human world!
Many cultivators watching the battle felt their bodies swaying, the blood demon universe no longer existed, and Chi Xiu reappeared. The demon disciple's face was pale, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. If his men had not stepped forward to help him in time, he would not have been able to stand still.
After Su Jing's troubles, Chi Xiu was in serious trouble. Yuan Ji's energy and blood were turbulent, and he was seriously injured. Finally, before taking action, he said, "It's only about the winner or loser." Su Jing spared his life.
When Su Jing opened his mouth, he still said the same thing: "I thought I was better than others in everything, but I didn't expect to be inferior to others in everything."
Incarnate into the universe and bring the enemy into your own world to kill. This is certainly a wonderful magic, but there are also great details on how to use it. It can be used against enemies who are not as good as yourself or between brothers. There is no problem in using it; against enemies who are worse than yourself in Xiu Yuan. If the cultivator of the Xiu family rashly takes the other party in, what is the same as greedy snake swallowing the elephant and blowing his own belly?
Chi Xiu was able to reach the realm of "Seizing the Gang" and defeated the major cultivators in a row. Naturally, he had many amazing adventures in the past. Not to mention the magic spells, his power of cultivating the Yuan was indeed far superior to that of ordinary Yuan Shen cultivators.
In the past, he had lost to Su Jing in the battle of treasures and soldiers, but he didn't believe that his cultivation would not be as good as that of his opponent, Su Jing, who was only in the sixth realm!
Even though he knew that Su Jing was killing everyone in the Southern Wilderness, he only thought that the monsters there were not good enough.
During the fight, Chi Xiu not only wanted to win, but also forced himself to win cleanly and beautifully. He would crush him like a demon charging into battle, crushing the Lishan junior uncle who had slapped him repeatedly in the face, and then released the third one.
The four demons transform into a small world.
As a result, he met Su Jing, who was hiding in two caves and refining two fires, and lost heartily.
Chi Xiu trembled and took a deep breath: "You won, Li Shan's test, Chi Xiu admires you."
Admitting defeat made Su Jing completely calm down, but the master had to continue to pretend, thinking to himself, 'I am not pretending, this is to save face for Li Shan', and said calmly: "
It is a great thing for the Heavenly Demon Sect to reopen the Dharma altar. Lishan disciples wish each other the same. Today’s competition has nothing to do with Lishan’s victory or defeat. It is just an experience. Don’t take the bet to heart. Take all your golden spirits back.
Bar."
"You have extraordinary cultivation, but a mistake caused you to be injured. Unexpected, the seven-day appointment has been postponed for a month. Please heal your injuries first when you return."
After a short pause, Su Jing asked Chi Xiu again: "Why, are you not proud anymore?"
From the beginning to the end of the defeat, Chi Xiu's eyes were dim and confused, and there was no trace of pride at all. He even had no reaction when Su Jing's "sarcasm" fell into his ears.
"You are proud when you are stronger than others, but you wilt when you are not as good as others? That doesn't mean 'bullying the weak and fearing the strong', it is still true pride." Su Jing smiled: "Pride is your own pride, it has nothing to do with strength or weakness, and has nothing to do with victory or defeat.
.The pride of the demon family is the world, not the victory or defeat. You are really not like this."
With these two simple sentences, Su Jing spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was chatting with a friend. When he finished speaking, everyone understood that they were comforting, encouraging, and a kind reminder, and there was nothing sarcastic about them.
Lie Lieer's face was full of confusion, and he frowned and asked Liuliang beside him: "When Shanxiwu was in the middle-earth, was he a good man? He was beaten and disabled, so why bother talking to him anymore. Will the disciples of the Demon family be proud in the future, and Shanxiwu?"
Does Xiwu have a big money connection?"
Sixty-two pairs of fire monkeys transmitted the message into the secret: "Just now, the little ancestor became a master and said that he did not want his bet, but the devil did not say a word."
There are countless goblins under Su Jing's command, but only Liuliang can understand his master's thoughts best: He is afraid that the demon disciples will lose their pride and break the jar, so he will follow the polite words of the master and take away the piles of lost gold spirits.
Very bad.
Chi Xiujiao was not arrogant. He had a "little watermelon" relationship with Su Jing, a pair of tattered magic weapons and a colorful sword. Su Jing had to persuade him to get back on his feet.
Chi Xiu didn't say much, let alone look at the bets. He nodded to Su Dingding and said, "Farewell." After saying that, he flew up with the support of his demon monks, but just after flying more than ten feet, he stopped again.
He stayed still, turned around and asked Su Jing: "Can you give me another flower of your wisdom?"
I don’t know where the one I just threw has been thrown.
"Why not?" Su Jing smiled and sprouted another flower in the palm of his hand. He flicked it towards the opponent from a distance, and the flower fluttered in the wind. Chi Xiu took the strange flower and went down the mountain.
There were also Lishan Sike disciples who came forward to lead the outer sect cultivators out of the mountain. The leader had already whispered the order and had no intention of socializing with this group of idle people. Those cultivators also understood that being able to enter the mountain to watch the battle was already a privilege for Lishan University.
Dadi gave him face, and now he expressed his sincere thanks to Master Shen He, the elders of Lishan, Zhenzhuan, especially the young master of Xianfeng Daogu, and went down the mountain with satisfaction.
After a short time, Lishan became quiet again. All the outsiders had left, but the disciples of the sect, the Token Demon Attribute, and the third grandpa were still in the same place. Master Shen He took a step forward, bowed his head to Su Jing
He bowed and saluted: "Thank you, Uncle Master, and congratulations, Uncle Master."
Shen He didn't say what he wanted to thank or congratulate, but everyone understood.
After the leader, the elders, true disciples, internal and external disciples, and thousands of people all bowed together to express their thanks and congratulations.
In the loud shouting, there is respect and joy. When one person achieves success, everyone will be happy; when one person does a beautiful thing, everyone is proud of it. This is Lishan.
Su Jing bowed in return, but he didn't know what to say. He could only say those two words: "Thank you very much."
The leader stood up, as if he wanted to say something more, but he glanced behind Su Jing, and suddenly there was an expression on his face that Su Jing couldn't understand, and he laughed inexplicably.
Not only Shen He, but all Lishan disciples across from Su Jing all looked like the leader: they looked stunned, then acted funny, and had weird smiles on their faces.
Su Jing didn't know why. He looked back and followed everyone's gaze. There was no one there except for the few bets he had released on the ground before the fight and had not yet recovered. What's so funny about 'my' red cloth?
After taking a second look, Su Jing suddenly realized that the red cloth covering the head of the three-foot-long statue was scattered.
The seven-color Taiyi gold essence is blurry, and the three-foot tall statue is tall and eye-catching: That big statue has a big word "good" on the chest and back, with a bright smile and a wide smile. Why does it look so festive and happy, Su Qiangqiang.
The Lishan disciples couldn't help but be shocked and couldn't help laughing - using three feet of golden spirit to make a statue of themselves? What kind of feelings does this, the young master uncle, have!
It was completely unexpected. Su Jing remembered that the red cloth that she tied up was so good that it had already fallen off when Song Luo released it. Why should she care about the reason? Su Jing also laughed.
As soon as he smiled, the disciples laughed even happier, and they could laugh loudly. Laugh, laugh, there are no outsiders anyway, they are all from the same sect, and they are all one family. The happier everyone laughs, the happier Su Jing himself will be.
After laughing for a while, Su Jing coughed twice and looked at Shen He. The latter understood what he meant and nodded: "Uncle, please tell me if you have anything to say."
"There are a few things." Su Jing was distracted by the Star Peak Formation Diagram as soon as he returned to the sect. Indeed, many things were forgotten for a while, so he just took this opportunity to do them.
"Please come forward, Elder Gongye." As he spoke, Su Jing took away his golden house and the statue of the girl in the green lantern realm. The former was a sword, which he wanted to use; the latter was someone else's statue, and he felt bad about melting it down.
As for his big statue, Su Jingcai ignored it and smiled at the elder Gongye who came forward: "I ask you to take this big piece of gold and the ones that Chi Xiu lost in Lishan. I will ask for them later." Thank you for your hard work, Elder Gongye, for forging more swords for me in Lishan."
Gong Yeqi was surprised and happy. He pointed at the statue and wanted to speak. The leader coughed lightly. Only then did the old man realize that it was quite rude to point directly at the statue of his senior. He hurriedly retracted his finger and said, "This statue is yours too." with me?"
After Su Jing nodded, Gong Yeqi hurriedly shook his head: "Smelting the statue of my uncle is a very disrespectful thing, and I don't dare to do it."
Before he could finish speaking, Su Jing smiled and said, "I don't take it seriously myself, so why should you take it seriously? I didn't carve this statue in the first place. It was a joke made to me by a friend."
There was a chuckle, and someone laughed. Who else except the most unruly Elder Hong? She didn't explain after laughing, but the meaning was clear: she didn't believe Su Jing's explanation.
An idea flashed in Elder Gongye's mind: "It is absolutely impossible to smelt the whole thing. Or this way, I can deal with it easily, leaving the golden skin of the statue and adding fine copper and steel into it."
He didn't mind the trouble, and Su Jing had nothing to say, so he nodded in agreement. Elder Gongye happily collected the large pile of gold essence, but the sword only had its shape, sword intention, essence and refining magic. They all died with their previous masters and must be sacrificed again.
Then Su Jing said again: "Elder Feng, please come forward."
After not seeing each other for more than a hundred years, Elder Feng, who is in charge of spiritual herbs and heals stones at Shuiling Peak, still looks cold and cold. When his junior uncle called him, he was a little confused and stepped forward: "Disciple is here."
Su Jing touched the brocade pouch and took out something: "I got it from Nanhuang. Can you see if it has any benefits? Can it be used in elixirs to make medicine?"
In his hand, there was an inconspicuous mushroom, but when Elder Feng saw it, he let out a strange scream, his voice was even a little hoarse, and he almost used his magical skills to snatch the mushroom from Su Jing's hand. Go away from the fiery evil spirit, the poison-repelling mushroom that grew up in the cave of Senior Thousand-Eyed Scorpion, travel all over the world and look for the second one again!
Elder Feng was a man who knew what he was buying. After he got the mushroom, he became absorbed in it. Without saying a word, he hurried back to his Lingshui Peak with the mushroom in hand, eager to decompose the medicine.
Su Jinghun didn't mind and said, "Elder Shentu, please come forward."
The old man, who was old, thin and with dim eyesight, stepped forward and said, "Shen Tu Lingling pays homage to Uncle Master."
Elder Si Bao is in charge of the Lishan Treasure House, and his greedy temperament is quite similar to Akame.
Su Jing began to retreat, leaving a large open space between the two of them. Elder Shentu was puzzled: "What are you doing, uncle?"
Su Jing waved his hand, indicating that he would know in a moment. Su Jing did not stop until a small mountain could fit between them, and then patted the brocade bag again!——
I still like to write this kind of plot, where it’s fun and stress-free, and a group of good people gather together to happily cultivate heaven and enlightenment. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register Member to recommend it.
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