Qingyunxian

Chapter 109
"This is easy. You can ask Old Ghost Lu. He has trained seven medieval giants in his lifetime, so he should know a way." Old Ghost Li instigated.

What responded to him was Lu Laogui's annoyed voice: "Get lost!"

"Don't worry, Old Lu, teach kid Meng how to trick that kid named Cao here." Old Ghost Li raised his voice.

Meng Qingyi shook his head. Old Ghost Li was just wishful thinking.

Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, even if he agrees, Meng Qingyi will not reveal his secrets.

Meng Qingyi raised his head, his silly smile growing even wider: "Brother Cao, why don't you come with me to Liuxu Pavilion!"

It was hard to refuse the kindness of the honest young man. Liu Xun was stunned for a moment, then followed the waiter to the Liuxu Pavilion, and did not refuse Meng Qingyi from accompanying him.

Liuxu Pavilion is located in the upper-middle position of Laoxian Pavilion. Initially, it was just a pavilion for outsiders to rest. Later, when the Wu Miao people selected sons-in-law, they placed them here, and the pavilion was renamed Liuxu Pavilion.

The name speaks for itself.

With the servant's guidance, they could see the Liuxu Pavilion not far away.

The red building leans against the side of the uneven rock forest. From a distance, it looks like a bird's nest hanging on the side of the rock forest.

Liu Xun's gaze moved from the majestic and bizarre rocky forest to the Liuxu Pavilion.

Countless decorations with Wu Miao characteristics are hung from the eaves of the pavilion hanging in the air, and the architectural style is also somewhat different from the ordinary.

"How do we get up?" Meng Qingyi came over and asked the waiter.

The waiter pointed at the stone forest and said, "As long as you get close, the stone forest will automatically extend stairs."

Meng Qingyi became interested and was the first to rush forward.

Sure enough, as soon as we got closer, several towering stone pillars in the front of the stone forest began to sink.

After a series of dull sounds, the front half of the stone forest was arranged into stone stairs of varying heights.

Unlike ordinary stairs, these stone stairs have large gaps between them, so you need to be careful when stepping on them.

If you miss a step, it will be fun to watch.

Meng Qingyi stepped on it, turned back and smiled foolishly, then strode up towards Liuxu Pavilion.

When Liu Xun saw the changes in the stone forest, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

This is obviously an earthen cloud formation, with stairs laid out using the naturally formed stone forest.

It seems that the Wu Miao people have put a lot of effort into choosing a son-in-law.

The use of such a cloud formation on an ordinary building naturally showed that they were very important.

However, there were many people present who knew the value of the goods, so some people were not surprised.

Liu Xun waved his sleeves, stepped onto the stone forest steps, and walked towards the Liuxu Pavilion step by step.

Liuxu Pavilion has a total of twenty floors. It is obviously a large scale to accommodate the thousands of people who have passed the first level.

Most people were left on the lower ten floors, and after the eleventh floor, the crowd began to thin out as they went up.

When Liu Xun stepped onto the first floor, there were only a few people around him except the waiter.

Han Baiyuan, Wei Zhu, Zhong Yan, Meng Qingyi.

They are all people whose talent in poetry and prose exceeds that of the three cars, and with Liu Xun being the number one, it is difficult to change the cold and desolate atmosphere of the first floor.

Han Baiyuan chose a room with the best location before everyone else, looked at the other four people provocatively, and slammed the door shut.

The waiter behind him couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kind of person was not uncommon in the usual selection of sons-in-law.

The plump Wei Zhu rolled his eyes and occupied a room next door with an expressionless face.

Zhong Yan shook the wine jug and pressed it into the waiter's arms: "Please get me another jug ​​of wine."

After saying that, he staggered, pushed open the door, and fell in on his back.

He started snoring as soon as he lay down.

Meng Qingyi looked over, complained quietly, and then chose a room to stay in. The expressions of others did not affect Liu Xun. He looked around and looked at the south side of the old fairy pavilion, where there was a swirling mist. Then he chose a room with a beautiful view and walked in.

Standing on the balcony outside the house, Liu Xun thought carefully: "It's not a good thing to be in the limelight when writing poetry!"

Liu Xun acts in a low-key and cautious manner. In his previous life, he changed from the Liu family to the Huangquan old demon. It was after experiencing hundreds of years of ups and downs that he gradually developed this cautious character.

It stands to reason that after his rebirth, he should keep a low profile and seek some benefits that are useful to himself.

"Fu on the Bird" made Liu Xun the first in the fu competition, which gave him a great advantage in the subsequent selection of a son-in-law, but it was obvious that he had also caught the attention of some people with ulterior motives.

Zhengdao is not the only one who pays attention to Wumiao's son-in-law selection.

Talent is also an excellent tonic for some magic beings. Liu Xun, who can produce a large amount of talent, is very attractive to those beings.

In previous years, after the Wu Miao son-in-law selection event was over, many people were captured by the evildoers.

Of course, those evil ways were not after any talent, but to seize the gift they got from the Wu Miao.

"What will be the ceremony for the first place in the competition?" Liu Xun's eyes were dim, and he seemed to be expecting something.

Although he knew that Yicheng would not be in a good condition, Liu Xun was now a penniless poor man.

After a while, a waiter knocked on the door and came in, holding a wooden tray in his hand.

Liu Xun took a closer look and saw three porcelain bottles on it.

The waiter said respectfully, "Master Cao, this is the gift sent by the elder."

Liu Xun took it with a smile, and opened the porcelain bottle only after the waiter left.

"Hmm?" Liu Xun looked surprised: "Are these three bottles all cloud essence?"

And this is not just any ordinary white cloud essence!

Liu Xun knew that familiar feeling all too well.

"Dark Cloud Spirit!" Liu Xun's mouth curled up. Wu Miao was quite kind.

The most common cloud soil is white cloud, while dark clouds and above are rare.

The difference between white cloud soil and dark cloud soil is that the latter is of higher quality and has a better absorption efficiency than white cloud essence.

Dark clouds require at least seven transformations to be created, or they can be obtained directly from the wild by luck.

The advantage of white clouds lies in their large quantity, and it is relatively easy to extract cloud essence, so most of the things circulating among the immortals in heaven are white cloud soil.

As for dark clouds and other types of clouds, each has its own advantages.

These three bottles of black cloud essence are worth three or four times the same amount of white cloud essence.

It is also easily absorbed, making it suitable for low-level celestial beings like Liu Xun.

Of course, for Yunxian, cloud essence is of little use, and he has to use other things to assist in his cultivation.

These three bottles of dark cloud essence were like timely relief for Liu Xun.

The Moon Jade Moss in his own Cloud City has not yet expanded in scale, and the output of Cloud Essence is extremely low, so that his strength has not been able to break through to the first level of White Venerable.

To be honest, if Liu Xun didn't have the Desolate Sutra to protect him, coupled with his repeated calculations, he would probably still have wasted his life like in his previous life.

All this is due to the lack of strength.

Liu Xun stared at the porcelain bottle, then tilted his head back and drank the entire bottle of dark cloud essence.

The cloud essence entered its stomach, and the Soul Court was like an animal foraging for food in the dark, greedily absorbing the cloud essence flowing in its stomach.

The soul of Wuchao bathed in the brilliant light of the Desolate Sutra, and stirred up a vortex-like tide of thoughts at an invisible speed, transforming all the cloud essence into soul essence.

One tenth, three tenths.
By the time this bottle of cloud essence was completely digested, the gaseous soul energy in Liu Xun's soul court had occupied half of the entire soul court!

As long as he swallows the remaining two bottles, Liu Xun can complete the first level of Baizun Realm, and it will be more than enough.

(End of this chapter)