Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 1150
I thought that even if he was not as powerful as his great-grandfather, he would be able to walk sideways in Tianwaitian. Who would have thought that the first time he was promoted, he would be beaten by a man who looked a few years younger than himself? The young man slapped him flying, not to mention resisting, he didn't even react.

"How did you do it?" After a while, Nangong Yuzhan came back to his senses and asked incredulously, covering his face.

Bu Qingchen didn't answer, but still held Lu Qingli's hand, staring at those pure eyes, as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to answer, but the realm of the Mahayana immortals, the realm of catastrophe will never be understood, just like the monks of the Zifu can't understand the realm of catastrophe, saying anything is useless.

Ignored, completely ignored again.

And Nangong Yuzhan's anger was completely ignited.

He was born in a famous family, and was regarded by the Nangong family as the number one cultivation genius in a thousand years. Since he was a child, he has been favored and favored by others. How has he ever suffered such a big loss, and how has he ever suffered such humiliation?
"You, how dare you humiliate me like this. Today, I, Nangong Yuzhan, are at odds with you, and I will never die!" Under extreme anger, Nangong Yuzhan no longer had the proud detachment he had before, and moved his sword lightly like a madman. Chen cut it off.

Bu Qingchen glanced at him lightly, and waved his hand casually like a fly.

"Bang!" Nangong Yuzhan flew out again before his sword was unleashed, and hit the wall fiercely again.

The band on the head broke, and Nangong Yuzhan's long hair, which was neatly bundled behind his head, spread out, and the disheveled hair slowly slid down to the ground, with bright red blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth, which also faintly emitted the color of colorful glass.

This is the legendary Glazed Immortal Blood!Wenren Chuchen and others felt that they should get excited, but seeing Nangong Yuzhan's disheveled hair spitting blood, embarrassed and desolate appearance, they couldn't get excited at all, and there was only deep sympathy in his eyes.

Although the cultivation base has not yet reached the catastrophe, but they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running. Seeing the colored glaze blood spit out by Nangong Yuzhan, they knew that this person was promoted to the catastrophe not long ago.

At his age, promotion to Jiebian is full of vigor and enthusiasm. If there are no accidents, with this momentum, one day he may be able to soar into the sky and become a new generation of Mahayana Immortal King in the cultivation world.

But just after he was promoted to Jiechang, he was slapped away like a fly, and he was slapped away twice in succession. What a heavy blow this must be to him, and what an indelible impact it will have on his state of mind influences.

Unless he has the good mentality of Jiang Xianyun, he will never be able to improve at all, and he may even breed demons because of this, and eventually fall into the end of becoming obsessed with demons and dying without a whole body.

But there are so many monks in Tianwaitian throughout the ages, who has such a thick skin and such a good attitude as Master Jiang Dafeng?
"You, who are you?" Sure enough, just as they guessed, after being slapped away by Bu Qingchen again, Nangong Yuzhan not only lost the slightest arrogance, but even the anger in his eyes disappeared completely. , just looked at Bu Qingchen in such a daze, and asked blankly.

"Bu Qingchen." This time, Bu Qingchen was not silent.

"Bu Qingchen, Bu Qingchen..." Nangong Yuzhan repeated the unfamiliar name, stood up, and staggered towards the outside.

After being shot twice in succession, he still has no face left.Moreover, Bu Qingchen's strength is so tyrannical, he will be humiliating himself if he stays, and only by leaving as soon as possible can he save the little bit of face he has left.

Wenren Chuchen and the others thought that there would be a fierce battle today, even if they managed to fight Nangong Yuzhan evenly, they would definitely pay a heavy price.But no one expected that Bu Qingchen just waved his hand twice like slapping a fly, and disappeared the vicious battle into nothingness.

Sure enough, even if they are both Jiebian Tianjun, the gap between different realms is still as big as the world, and it is still possible to be abused like a dog!Looking at the back of Nangong Yuzhan leaving sadly, Wenren Chuchen and others were deeply moved.

Looking at Bu Qingchen again, their eyes became more awed and fascinated.

"Could it be that the shot was too heavy?" Lu Qingli also looked at Nangong Yuzhan's back that looked like a walking corpse, and couldn't help but said.

She could see that Nangong Yuzhan's injury was not serious, and the reason why he staggered like this was entirely because his heart felt ashamed after being hit hard.

It is very difficult for such a young and powerful person to emerge in Tianwaitian today. It would be a pity if he just collapsed, or his temper became chaotic and mad.

"It doesn't matter, if he can't even bear this blow, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will be a waste in the end, and he will waste his cultivation resources for nothing." Seeing what she was thinking, Bu Qingchen smiled lightly.

"That's true. If you want to become a real strong man, you have to go through some setbacks. Throughout the ages, which strong man has not gone through ups and downs and his heart is like a rock, and finally he has cultivated the road of immortality." Hearing what he said, Lu Qingli was shocked. Realizing that he has gradually gotten used to the identity after rebirth, he feels sympathy for Nangong Yuzhan, but from the perspective of a generation of immortals, this blow to Nangong Yuzhan is nothing at all.So he felt relieved and said with emotion.

Everyone in the world thinks that all the Mahayana immortals in the end of the Dharma era are amazingly talented and have outstanding aptitudes against the sky. But Lu Qingli knows that although the immortals including herself have good aptitude, they are not like the world. It was so against the sky as imagined, and their way of comprehension was far from smooth sailing as the world imagined.

Let's take her as an example. As a casual cultivator, she has plunged into the path of self-cultivation. She has experienced many setbacks and tasted the bitter fruit of failure.And the Great Immortal Sovereign, who claims to be able to shake the world with one sword, was once beaten into silence by her, and he couldn't even laugh anymore.

But in the end, they broke through the knots and got rid of the demons, and became the most powerful generation of immortals in the history of cultivation.

Nangong Yuzhan has a good bearing, and he was promoted so quickly to the catastrophe. In addition to his aptitude, he obviously has an extraordinary family background. If he works hard, he may become the next generation of immortals, but if even this little setback is hit If you can't bear it, you are destined to fail to become a master.

As Bu Qingchen said, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is a waste of cultivation resources.

"Well said, well said, if you want to become a real strong man, you have to go through some setbacks. Throughout the ages, which strong man has not gone through ups and downs and his heart is like a rock, and finally cultivated the road of immortality.

Presumably, this is also the golden jade and good words of the ancestor of Lige, and it is the insight of the ancestor of Lige's life practice. Huai'an, please write it down quickly, don't forget a single word, and bind it into a book in the future to pass on to future generations. "Hearing the words of people coming out of the world, he was in awe and kept urging Xiao Huai'an.

(End of this chapter)