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Volume 1, Immortal Ascension Conference, Chapter 23: A pear tree crushes a begonia

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    "Wang Lu, if your so-called certainty of victory is to let her take action, then there is no need to continue today's competition. We believe that we are definitely no match for your master in the realm of golden elixir." In the King of Beasts  After the defeat, the other immortal gods had no interest in trying.  Even Feng Yin, who was recognized as the best person in the group to transform into gods in Kyushu, once said frankly that it was impossible to defeat Wang Wu in the Golden Core realm, and there was no need for the others to humiliate themselves.  Wang Lu explained helplessly: "She is not in today's Jindan team list at all. Have none of you transformation masters seen the list? She is a cheerleader, not a member of the duel team." Hearing this, Transformation  The Shenzhen people hurriedly dug out the competition notice sent a few days ago, and sure enough, they saw the list of Jindan team members in the attachment, but Wang Wu's name was not in it.  "Since Wang Wu is not going to end up, how can you be sure of victory?" Wang Lu said: "Well, I have to invite you and the vast number of fellow Taoists who are here today to witness this. I can only say that I  The program we prepared will never disappoint you." After saying that, Wang Lu turned sideways and faced the Jindan team members behind him: "Senior Wu Xu, please take action." Among the crowd, there was a skinny little old man.  When he came out, he was only five feet tall. He was wearing a gray-yellow robe. His back was slightly stooped, which made him look even smaller. He was holding a lantern in his hand. However, the candlelight in the lantern not only did not bring light, but instead caused the surrounding people to see light.  The light dimmed.  The old man's face was like a zombie. He turned his head slightly and said to Wang Lu stiffly: "You and I are both golden elixirs, so there is no need to call me senior politely." With that, Master Wu Xu walked slowly to the martial arts arena.  His steps were slow and stiff, and each step caused his body to stagger and sway, and the lantern in his hand was even more erratic. It was a perfect interpretation of what it means to be in old age But after he walked onto the stage, he snorted and said: "I  "You're still very young." There was a burst of laughter from the audience.  This Master Wu Xu is quite famous in the world of immortality. When he was young, he practiced the wind and thunder body-building skill, which made his body extremely powerful.  He was clearly from a scheming sect, and the soul-calling lantern contained thousands of spells and evil spells, but he was more brave and skilled at fighting than the sword cultivators who specialized in fighting. Although he was a golden elixir, he had many lives of Yuanying Daoist under his command.  Unfortunately, as he gets older, the side effects of the Wind and Thunder Body Strengthening Technique gradually appear. His burly body, which was once more than ten feet tall at its peak, continues to shrink and can no longer withstand fierce battles.  However, despite this, the soul-calling lantern in his hand and hundreds of years of combat experience were enough to make him one of the top golden elixirs at that time.  The only funny thing is that this old man refuses to accept old age and always regards himself as a young man in his prime.  According to rumors, at the beginning of this beauty competition, this little old man even signed up to participate in the men's category of the beauty pageant.  After Wu Xu came on stage, several transformed gods sent messages from their souls and had a secret conversation.  No one is willing to fight against this old Jin Dan. Wu Xu is too old, even older than an old guy like Feng Yin Even if his magic has reached its peak, he will definitely  He is the top powerhouse among Jindan Zhenren, but even if he wins, it will be a weak victory.  After a discussion, no one volunteered, so Feng Yin sighed: "In that case, then it's up to me" Before he finished speaking, a young man dressed as a scholar smiled and said, "Then it's up to me"  Well, if the leader of Feng Yin takes action, what suspense will there be in this fight? Then it will be a failure of the leader of your faction." Feng Yin gave a bitter smile and did not answer.  This person is Sanhe Scholar, the master of Wanjuan Tower, a high-ranking sect in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. He acts both righteously and evilly, and is neither close nor alienated from any sect.  His personality is also unpredictable.  What he meant just now was that if he took action himself, Wang Lu couldn't let the master of the spirit sword lose and go cross-dressing. Even if there was any way to make the golden elixir win over the transformed god, it would be hard to use it and it would be a waste of time.  But his own family knows his own affairs, and Wang Lu¡¯s sense of belonging and loyalty to the Spirit Sword Sect is unquestionable, but there is also no doubt that this guy will never be lenient when he tricks his own people So Scholar Sanhe  After coming forward, Feng Yin was really relieved, because he could finally watch the development of the situation with peace of mind and see how Wang Lu planned to bridge the huge gap between Jin Dan and Transformation God.  After Scholar Sanhe came on stage, his face was still filled with an excited smile: "Master Wu Xu, I have admired you for a long time. Back then, your wind and thunder body forging skills were so powerful that you were so powerful in Dongli, and your grace and demeanor were unforgettable. Today, those old guys  Relying on your own status, let us two young people have a good fight." The expression on Master Wu Xu's face was tense, but when he heard Scholar Sanhe talking about the two young people, his face suddenly trembled.  Scholar Mikawa raised his eyebrows and said: "Although I still have a lot to say to you, I can't keep so many viewers waiting, so let's do it first." After that, he mentionedHe picked up a bamboo tube and said seriously: "Please be careful, fellow Taoist Wu Xu, my name is Sanhe Scholar, and this is my first river." After saying that, he opened the lid of the bamboo tube and poured out a stream of black water.  The ink fell on the floor of the martial arts arena.  This bamboo tube may seem small, but its capacity is quite amazing. Soon the ink flowed on the ground and formed a small river.  Taoist Wu Xu watched from a distance. Although his face did not move, the lantern in his hand was stable and did not shake anymore.  The opponent is the real person transforming the gods. Even if he is forcibly suppressed to the golden elixir realm at this time, it is still an insurmountable peak.  There must be some murderous intent in the seemingly ordinary movements.  At the same time, people outside the court are also paying attention to Mikawa's methods. This real person who transforms the gods has always been known for his weirdness. As the owner of Wanshulou, he has almost no record of taking action, so few people know his trump card.  Fortunately, it looks like we can finally get a glimpse of what's going on.  The ink in the bamboo tube is still flowing, far exceeding the apparent capacity, but the technology of mustard seed infusion has long been popularized. Since this bamboo tube is the spiritual treasure of Mikawa scholar, it is not unusual to have this function.  It's just that the ink has been flowing for a long time, but there are no other tricks, which is a bit confusing.  Scholar Sanhe poured ink for a while, and was also curious: "Fellow Taoist Wu Xu, won't you stop me? If this continues, I will feel helpless. I heard that you used to be like wind and thunder, why are you so cautious now?  "I'm so depressed." "Nothing else could be said. The "depressed" sentence immediately angered Wu Xu. He immediately shook the lantern, and thousands of ghosts flew out from it. The temperature of the martial arts arena dropped sharply, and the ground became wet.  Frost.  Soon, even the sky became gloomy and then dark.  People were talking a lot, but they didn't expect that the lantern in Wu Xu actually contained such a powerful ghost, which could cover the sky and make the sky change color.  But Wu Xu was stunned instead, because although he had summoned the strongest ghost, Mahakala, who could let the ghost exert its strongest strength, had not yet had time to arrange it. This blocking of the sky and sun was really not his fault.  The next moment, Wu Xu Yufu¡¯s golden elixir trembled violently, and his instinct drove him to look up.  A dark waterfall falls from the sky, like a celestial river flowing to the ground, infiltrating everything.  Thousands of ghosts placed in the air were touched by the ink, and they screamed and melted, mixed into the ink, and turned into a black mass.  Wu Xu himself reacted in time, used a lantern to hold up the same darkness, hid himself in the black rainstorm, and managed to hold on.  The Sanhe Scholar is truly well-deserved. This Mo Ran Changhe has such power in the realm of Jindan alone, which is almost comparable to the power of Fairy Qionghua¡¯s Immortal Killing Sword. No wonder he said that victory cannot be won with force. If he uses all his strength when the war just begins  Attack and prevent him from opening the bamboo tube. Thinking about it, Mo Ran Changhe won't have such a strong power all of a sudden Is it really because he is older that his personality has become slow and cowardly?  Can the invincible style of youth never come back?  Thinking of this, the lantern in Master Wu Xu's hand swayed again, and then he clearly felt that the surrounding space had become a bit narrower, crumbling under the erosion of the long river of ink.  It seems too reluctant to fight the golden elixir against the gods. Maybe if the most elite monks like Wang Lu and Qiong Hua go all out, there is still a slight chance of winning, but he he is no longer young after all.  However, at this moment, Master Wu Xu, who was in the darkness, suddenly heard a burst of singing.  An impassioned song that makes people¡¯s blood boil.  And that singing voice is very mysterious. Although it is clearly heard in the ears, an image can't help but appear in front of the eyes.  This is the superb technique of resonating with the five senses, stirring people's hearts with sound, and projecting information on the other four senses. In front of Wu Xu, the girls who had danced in the lava and flames before the battle started dancing again.  They danced around the martial arts arena and sang loudly. In the singing, they cheered for themselves. Wu Xu was stunned for a while and shook his head.  It¡¯s already this time, what¡¯s the point of cheering yourself up?  The gap in strength is so huge that it cannot be reversed by individual will.  However, after just a while, Wu Xu's eyes gradually became blurred, and he was completely immersed in the figures of the girls. The singing continued to penetrate, like a clear spring, infiltrating his already dry Jade Mansion.  After a while, an inexplicable force began to rise.  Wu Xu was surprised to find that the strength he thought he could never regain began to slowly recover.  Is it because of the singing voices of those girls?  Is it because of those flawless dancing postures?  Or is it because of the sexy and enchanting body?  Or it was just the vague expectant looks they cast, which brought him back to that era of high spirits and youth.  In a trance, he returned to the past, and the partner who once cherished each other was beside him.  At that time, they were young and passionate, sticking together all the time, exchanging love with each other in the most intimate way.This feeling.  The sky and the earth are their battlefields everywhere. When he was young, Master Wu Xu indulged in debauchery and left his mark in many places.  But now, as the singing gradually reaches its climax, he seems to be young again. In his lower abdomen, a powerful flame burns blazingly. The heat quickly spreads to all parts of the body, moistening the dry parts, stretching the shrunken parts, endlessly.  The power is born from it.  "Hahahaha, girls, thank you for your performance. Next, let's watch mine."
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