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After brewing for a while, Mr. Lingxu felt that Qingyang had almost digested his words, he smiled slightly, added another bargaining chip, and said: "As for the Huangji smoke and dust sand you just got, this thing is very important to me. It¡¯s not that important, I still have a lot of similar things, if you really like this Huangji smoke and dust sand, I can also give it to you, but this will have to wait until you break through the Golden Core realm.¡±
After Master Lingxu finished speaking, with a smile on his face, he folded his arms and looked at Qingyang, waiting for Qingyang to accept his head and bow to him. He has sufficient confidence in himself, such a favorable condition is unimaginable to most low-level monks, how could anyone refuse it?
Young Master Lingxu is not someone who wants to earn money from everyone he meets. The reason why he invested so much is also because he is extremely optimistic about Qingyang's future potential. Qiu snatched the Huangji smoke and dust sand from his hands, and neither of them could stop him. If he hadn't gotten down from the tower in time, he might have let this kid escape. The fourth level of Qi Refining has such strength. How powerful should it be at the sixth level of Qi Refining or even at the foundation building stage?
Qingyang's courage, strength, and disposition, even if he is the top choice among Mr. Lingxu's many subordinates, it is worth the price he paid to win him over.
With such generous conditions, it would be absolutely false to say that Qingyang is not tempted. The Foundation Establishment Pill, the Huangji Smoke and Dust Sand, and even the opportunity to become a Golden Core monk, none of them have a huge temptation for Qingyang. But he knows better that there is no such thing as a free feast in the world, the more favorable the conditions, the more he has to pay, and the price paid by the other party will be recovered from him sooner or later.
Putting aside the previous reasons, if Qingyang agrees to the other party, he will be the other party's subordinate in the future, and he must obey the other party's orders in everything, which is tantamount to losing his freedom completely.
I have a bright future, I have the Drunken Immortal Gourd, the Drunken Bee and the Iron-armed Monkey. Although the Foundation Establishment Pill is rare, it is not impossible for me to get it. The Huangji Smoke and Dust Sand is already in my hands, so why should I hand it back? ? As for the opportunity to become a Golden Core cultivator, it is still far away from me. It is too early to talk about what will happen in the future. Could it be that just for these things, one would give up one's own personal freedom and serve others?
The more you get, the more you may lose. After thinking about it, Qingyang felt that agreeing to the other party's solicitation was not a good choice. He didn't dare, he couldn't, and he didn't want to work with this Young Master Lingxu, so he had no choice but to refuse his invitation.
Qingyang said: "Mr. Lingxu invited me personally. This is to think highly of me, Qingyang. Normally, I shouldn't refuse your kindness. It's a pity that I have a loose temper. I am afraid that I will miss the important event of your master in the future, so I can only refuse. Your kindness."
Mr. Lingxu always had a faint smile on his face, he didn't think that Qingyang would withstand this temptation, nor did he think that Qingyang would reject him, and he was very confident in his solicitation. So when Qingyang said these words, his expression turned cold immediately, he suppressed his temper, and said gloomyly: "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, are you rejecting me?"
"Yes." Qingyang nodded.
As soon as Qingyang said this, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the young master Lingxu laughed back angrily, and said: "Okay, okay, okay, this young master is so big, and I have never seen such a lack of respect." No one has ever dared to reject me three times in a row, you are very good!"
From the expression of Mr. Lingxu, it can be seen that what the other party said was ironic. Qingyang knew very well that he had completely annoyed this guy, and he was even stronger than himself just now. Will let him go easily, Qingyang has no other way but to prepare secretly, hoping to fight a bloody way.
Seeing that the two sides were about to tear each other apart, the people around Mr. Lingxu also gradually gathered towards Qingyang. Except for the four people who were seriously injured, Mr. Lingxu brought Jiao Hong, Xiqiu, Lan Yan and other six people. Surround Qingyang.
Just now it was a lure, but now it is a threat. Once the six people let go, it is like six mountains, blocking all the escape routes of Qingyang. Isn't it easy for six Qi-refining sixth-level monks to deal with a Qi-refining fourth-level monk?
Seeing these people gathered around together, Qingyang simply let go. This battle is unavoidable no matter what. If so, let's have a hearty battle.
What Young Master Lingxu waited for was not Qingyang's retreat or begging for mercy, but a raging fighting spirit, which can be judged from Qingyang's face. Said: "Take him, life or death!"
LingxuAt the order of the disciple, the other five people took action together, using magical weapons to attack Qingyang. Each of them used a killing method. It seemed that no one planned to survive. Also, for a monk like Qingyang, now that the young master has spoken out, he will definitely be beaten to a pulp. Should he be left alive to compete with him?
Faced with the attacks of so many enemies at the same time, Qingyang knew that the group of low-level alcoholic bees alone could not resist him. He had already made preparations. With a flash of his mind, he could kill the Iron-armed Monkey from the Drunken Immortal. The gourd was released. Just hearing a roar, a tall figure appeared in front of everyone. It was the iron-armed monkey who had been subdued by Qingyang for a long time.
If possible, Qingyang would not be willing to release the Iron-armed Monkey. Because of the restrictions in the Chaos Demon Valley, any cultivation beyond the sixth level of Qi Refining would be suppressed, which would be a problem for both monks and monsters. Great fear, no one dares to try casually.
Fortunately, the One-Horned Ghost King said last time that the suppression of this formation restriction is only temporary, and his cultivation will slowly recover in the future. As long as the Iron-armed Monkey restrains its fear, there will be basically no sequelae. What's more, now it's a life-and-death moment, and you must fight to the death with all your strength. Even if there are real side effects, you can only bite the bullet, after all, your own life is the most important.
The iron-armed monkey has been meditating in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for these years. Because there is no shortage of spiritual wine, his cultivation has improved rapidly, especially after Qingyang taught him the spirit-swallowing technique. In the past nearly a year, Strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. When Qingyang first conquered the Monkey King, his cultivation was about the eighth level of Qi Refining, and now his strength has almost reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Such strength, even if it can be suppressed, is not comparable to ordinary sixth-level Qi refining monks. After the iron-armed monkey came out, he roared and rushed towards Lan Yan and the other two people, resisting the attacks of the three of them with his own strength. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com