Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 917 Body Refinement
Hearing that the other party said that he would come to bet on him, Liu Qinghuan, who had changed his appearance and turned into a body repairer, was surprised for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "I don't know at the moment, maybe I will come back in a few days."

Hearing that, the man couldn't help being a little disappointed: "Really?"

Liu Qing smiled happily and cupped her hands, then walked to the side of the table.

It has been more than five years since he started to practice "Immortal Body of Myriad Tribulations", and he has achieved a little success in body training, so he came out recently to play a few games with others to test the results of these days.

Seems pretty good so far.

Walking to the side of the stage, the isolation defense circle has been opened, and the monk Qingming who supervised the battle drew a stroke on the notebook at hand, and said: "Qinglin, the cultivation of thousands of dendrobium in the lower realm, the record on the stage of Moxie [-] In order to win ten games in a row, you can play a challenge game in the next game. Well, are you ready?"

"You want to play the challenge field?"

Before Liu Qinghuan could speak, the cultivator who had fought against him before also followed up and interjected, "Fellow Daoist, you must not give up on the challenge field. If you win, you will be able to advance to the leader's platform!"

Liu Qinghuan questioned: "The challenge field?"

He had seen people's fighting skills before, and he only knew that the fighting skills tables here were all named after famous ancient swords, and they were divided into eight levels according to their cultivation level.

Among them, the five platforms of Chengying, Chunjun, Yuchang, Moxie, and Ganjiang are the battle platforms for monks fighting in the virtual and real realm of yin and yang, while the combined monks are the three platforms of Zhanlu, Longyuan, and Chixiao.

The highest level, named Tai Atai, is located on Sangu Mountain, and it is exclusively used by Mahayana monks to fight. It is rare to open it once, but every time it is opened, it will attract countless people to watch the battle.

"You don't know, do you?" The monk made a fuss and began to explain to him the rules of the fighting platform.

As the head of the Three Thousand Realms, Qing Ming gathered a large number of major cultivators, and there were as many high-ranking monks as a cow's hair.And Nine Heavens Cloud, as a land of ten thousand laws, not only has many Qingming monks coming and going, but also gathers lower realm monks from other interfaces.

These people came here, with the intention of exchanging Taoism, exchanging combat skills, and even improving their reputation, going back and forth between the various Daoist halls and fighting arts platforms. Therefore, in order not to destroy the order, Jiutian Yunxiao formulated some rules accordingly .

Because Liu Qinghuan's cultivation base is in the late stage of Yinxu Realm, he was in Moxie Terrace when he first debuted, and now he has won ten games in a row. According to the regulations, he needs to enter the challenge arena within half a month. Strong monks fight.If you don't play the challenge field within the time limit, you have to start over from the beginning.

Correspondingly, the higher the fighting stage is, the more monks will watch it, and at the same time, the stakes in the audience will also be greatly increased, and the profits after winning will naturally be higher.

"So you understand, if you don't continue to fight, it would be a pity!"

That person was more enthusiastic than Liu Qinghuan himself, chattering and saying: "However, Ganjiangtai is the highest fighting platform for my monks in both Yin and Yang realms, so we no longer follow the rule of ten consecutive victories for promotion, but rank according to the number of accumulated victories. As long as If you reach the top [-], there will be extremely rich rewards!"

Liu Qinghuan stretched her eyebrows and said, "Thank you for your answer, fellow daoist. Then, what is the definition of the challenge field?"

"Well..." The man hesitated, and glanced at the supervising monk.

The monk who supervised the war took out a jade slip from his arms, and tapped it with his finger, and names jumped out one by one, floating in the air.

"These are some lower-ranked monks in Moxietai. You can choose one of them to challenge. Of course, the other party can also refuse your challenge. Except for the last one, he has no right to refuse."

Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly: "If I win, will I have to accept challenges from others frequently in the future?"

"of course."

Liu Qinghuan shook her head and said, "Forget it, I just play a game in my spare time, and test the results of my cultivation by the way, I don't want to fall into endless challenges."

The monk who supervised the battle flashed his eyes, and said: "Then you can try Xuanyuan Terrace. You can go there whenever you want. There are many fellows with high mana and powerful abilities hanging around here all the year round. It is the place where you can test your strength best. If you win a match, the rewards are extremely generous.”

Liu Qinghuan smiled, and said noncommittally: "Thank you, I will consider it."

Xuanyuan Terrace is a very special fighting arena on Nine Heavens Clouds. Every fight is extremely hot. Although it is possible to admit defeat to the end of the battle, but when you are red-eyed, who cares if you admit defeat, so Xuanyuan Terrace was called It's called life and death.

Saying goodbye to the two of them, Liu Qinghuan rode the wind and returned to her cave. Soon there was thunder roaring in the closed Ruyi Hall, and the majesty of heaven and earth was overwhelming like a cloud.

Afterwards, a mysterious physique appeared on Xuanyuan Terrace. He always disappeared for a long time after a fight, but every time he appeared, he defeated his opponent with a devastating force.

After a long time, even though he has been extremely low-key, he still attracted some people's attention.

"War book?"

Liu Qinghuan crawled out from the bottom of the pit covered in dust, the clothes on her body had become tattered from the previous thunderbolt, revealing her fine and delicate skin.

He took the exquisite ink note from Fu Bao, flipped through it: "Who is it to inspire Tyranny of Mount Huangshan?"

Fu Bao glanced at his lips, and said with disdain on his face: "Let me inquire, it seems that a body trainer who has recently become famous in Xuanyuan Terrace has defeated many well-known monks, and his methods are extremely cruel. He was either killed on the spot or seriously injured."

Liu Qinghuan patted his sleeves, walked to a waterfall not far away to wash off the dust on his body, and asked nonchalantly, "So why did he come to me?"

"Probably to find out about some of the master's deeds. After all, master, you have maintained a record of unbeaten victories and have a reputation of being undefeated."

Liu Qinghuan handed the post back to Fu Bao: "I don't need to bring up this kind of gauntlet in the future, I don't have time."

For a trivial matter, he thought it was over like this, and he didn't take it to heart, but he didn't want the other party to refuse to give up, so he sent several posts to his door in a row, and his words became more and more fierce each time.

"Surrender without a fight, stealing the world and deceiving the world, scale insects? Heh!" Liu Qinghuan sneered, and threw the post away: "Let the messenger go."

Fu Bao left at the sound, but in less than half an hour, he ran back and shouted angrily: "Master, that lunatic came to the door with a large group of people to shout!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression darkened, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He stood up slowly, adjusted his clothes, wiped his face again, and changed into the appearance of walking outside.

At this time, seven or eight people had already gathered outside Liu Qinghuan's cave, which was located in a remote location and few people came to. , staring at the closed door.

(End of this chapter)