After four years, Liu Qingyue came to Hongmeifang City again, but this time he came alone, and he didn't say hello to Ninth Uncle Liu Changyi in advance.

Today's Hongmeifang City is particularly lively, on the Yunhai Square in the center of the Fang, eight high platforms have been erected, which are built with waist-thick giant trees, separated from each other by more than ten zhang away, arranged in the direction of gossip.

The audience was already crowded, and a red list several people tall stood up, with the names of the winners written in gold-inlaid characters the size of bowls.

At a glance, shoulder to shoulder, busy traffic, a good heyday.

Liu Qingyue found a position with an excellent view and sat down, looked around, and found no acquaintances, so he turned his attention to the ring.

Under the ring, the crowd was surging, and the monks from all over the world gathered, pointing at the monks who were fighting on the stage, talking loudly, and there was quite a taste of pointing out the country. Every now and then a monk is knocked out of the ring and leaves in disgrace.

"This fellow Daoist, when did Fang City hold this Dharma Fighting Conference?" While observing the strength of the monks participating in the fighting in the ring, Liu Qingyue asked a black-clothed male cultivator beside him.

The black-clothed male cultivator was originally fascinated, but was interrupted by Liu Qingyue, and was still a little angry, and after sweeping his spiritual sense, he found that this person was a small realm higher than himself, and immediately became polite, and said: "Fellow Daoist, you just came, this Dharma Fighting Conference has been held for more than ten days, and it is almost over." ”

Liu Qingyue became more interested and asked, "I don't know who is presiding?" What are the requirements for the participating monks? If so, what is the reward? ”

The black-clothed male cultivator smiled and said, "The only one who can hold such a fighting meeting in Hongmeifang City can only be the Thousand Puppet Sect." According to the regulations of the predecessors of the Thousand Puppet Sect, the monks participating in the fighting method must be under the age of 40, regardless of their origin, and their cultivation must also be above the seventh level of Qi cultivation. Each ring has a champion, for half a month, and the last ten champions draw lots to face off in pairs, and the top three can get a Tsukidan. ”

Tsukidan? Liu Qingyue's eyes lit up instantly. Although he didn't know the purpose of the Thousand Puppet Sect's Fighting Tournament, he still decided to fight for the sake of Tsukidan.

Of course, he would not rashly go on stage to challenge the champion now, and after concentrating on observation, he left Yunhai Square and walked towards the west of Fang City.

After half a cup of tea, Liu Qingyue stopped in front of a familiar red-tiled attic and walked in with a smile.

Ninth Uncle Liu Changyi sat behind the counter, didn't raise his head, looked intently at a spiritual weapon in his hand, and said casually: "Welcome, fellow Daoists, please look at it casually." ”

"Uncle Jiu, I'm Qingyue." Liu Qingyue said helplessly.

Liu Changyi's hand paused, looked up, immediately stood up, and said with a smile: "Qingyue, why didn't you send a summons to Uncle Nine and me in advance when you came to Fang City?" ”

Liu Qingyue said: "It's also a temporary decision, there has been a bottleneck in cultivation recently, and the patriarch asked me to come to Fang City to relax." What about Aunt Nine and Xiaowei? ”

"Your ninth aunt went to a private exchange meeting of the spirit chefs, and Xiaowei went with her, and she will probably come back in the evening. Let's go, go into the inner room, and tell Uncle Nine about the secret realm of the Nightmare. With that, Liu Changyi directly closed the door of the shop and pulled Liu Qingyue into the inner room.

The uncle and nephew sat opposite each other, Liu Qingyue talked eloquently, talking about what happened in the secret realm, Liu Changyi looked at the nephew in front of him, and his heart was complicated and unspeakable.

With the same qualifications of the Four Spirit Roots, he is still at the sixth level of Qi training, and he may not be able to break through the late stage of Qi training in this life, while Liu Qingyue is already the peak of the eighth layer of Qi training, and building a foundation is by no means a pipe dream.

However, he also knew that Liu Qingyue was born and died in the secret realm, and every time he was in danger, he was in exchange for his current cultivation, if he was replaced, he would have already become a dry bone in the secret realm of Qingwei that no one cared about.

After talking about his experience in the secret realm, Liu Qingyue got straight to the point and said: "Ninth Uncle, when I came, I saw that the Yunhai Square was holding a Dharma Fighting Conference, do you know that the Thousand Puppet Sect agrees?" They would never take three Tsukidan out for no reason. ”

Liu Changyi looked solemn and said: "The Thousand Puppet Sect continues to enhance the strength of the sect, they use the Zhuji Dan to recruit talented monks, and after scattering and building the foundation, they directly worship under the Jindan Zhenren Sect, and the children of the family serve as external elders and reside in the sect. ”

Liu Qingyue immediately thought of the battle between the good and the devil that he heard from Qiao Nianyu and Jiang Yuanyuan in the secret realm, but he didn't expect that the Thousand Puppet Sect had already begun to take precautions.

It seems that this Zhuji Dan is not easy to take, even if the foundation is built, it will be used as a pawn by the Thousand Puppet Sect, and sooner or later he will die in the hands of the demon cultivator.

"Since you know that the Thousand Puppet Sect has bad intentions, why are there so many people participating in the fighting method?" Liu Qingyue was still a little puzzled.

"The vast majority of casual cultivators simply can't afford to buy Tsukidan on their own, and for them, this is not an opportunity. As for the children of the family, the real core inheritors will not come to participate, and only some people who are still talented but do not receive the full support of the family will fight hard to build a foundation. After speaking, Liu Changyi glanced at Liu Qingyue meaningfully and said, "Qingyue, you don't want to provoke, right?" ”

Liu Qingyue smiled and said, "Uncle Nine, I have this idea, but I haven't decided yet, I want to watch it for a few more days, and then I can adapt to the situation." ”

Liu Changyi nodded and said, "Qingyue, you can think like this, Uncle Nine is very happy." Tsukidan is not so easy to take, you have to fight with your life. After your fourth aunt built the foundation, our Liu family has developed more and more smoothly, and your twelfth uncle will definitely build the foundation in this retreat, and when the five foundation building monks are in charge, they may not be able to buy you a foundation building pill. You're young and can afford to wait. ”

Liu Qingyue looked at Liu Changyi and said, "Uncle Jiu, I don't want to rely on the family, I want to go my own way." The second brother and the third sister have already practiced the ninth layer of qi, and the fifth sister will definitely be able to break through in half a year at most, there are many people who need to build the foundation pill, they are all three spirit roots, they have been foundation building seeds since they were children, and it is impossible for the family to ignore them. ”

Hearing this, Liu Changyi's face changed greatly, and he asked, "Qingyue, did the patriarch tell you something?" ”

Liu Qingyue scratched his head and said, "I always feel that the patriarch doesn't like me to stay on Xiling Island all the time. ”

When Liu Changyi heard this, he smiled and said, "I understand." Qingyue, the patriarch, he had seen Guanghong Ancestor back then, and although the Ancestor was in his twilight years at that time, he had a very deep influence on him. is the same as the four spirit roots, and the cultivation is also progressing rapidly, the patriarch must have seen the shadow of Guanghong Ancestor in you, and felt that you were the same as Guanghong Ancestor, and the opportunity was outside. ”

Liu Qingyue couldn't laugh or cry a little, but he didn't want to say anything, and said with a bitter face: "I was originally going to continue to retreat on the island and impact the ninth layer of Qi training, but it was the patriarch who asked me to come to Hongmeifang City to take a look. ”

"Then you can take a good turn, if there is really a chance, it will also be regarded as a credit to the patriarch." Liu Changyi now quipped.

"Uncle Nine, I brought 10,000 spirit stones." Liu Qingyue began to cry poor.

Liu Changyi glared at his nephew and said, "Ten thousand is not enough?" Look at it, don't be deceived by those loose cultivators. ”

"Dad, why did you close the store so early today?" Liu Qingyue was about to say something, when a pleasant female voice came into his ears, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

"Xiaowei, come on, your seventh brother has come to see you." Liu Changyi stood up with a smile.

Soon, a lilac figure came into view, with snowy skin, black hair and shawl, and some shadows of the "slug" girl between her eyebrows.

"Brother Seven, why haven't you come to see me for so long? Have you forgotten that you have my sister? Liu Qingwei is 18 years old, and she is slim, but she still looks arrogant when she sees her brother.

Liu Qingyue said helplessly: "Xiaowei, your seventh brother and I have been busy cultivating recently, is it mine." Didn't I come to see you now, and I brought you a greeting gift. ”

As soon as she heard the greeting ceremony, Liu Qingwei immediately looked like a little money fan, stretched out her hand, and said, "Take it out and give it to this girl, don't take something to perfunctory me." ”

Liu Qingyue smiled and took out a large number of things from the storage bag: a bottle of high-grade Qi Nourishing Pill, two first-order high-grade golden light talismans, a first-order high-grade defensive magic robe, a jade Ruyi spirit weapon, and a spirit chef's inheritance jade slip......

These are all things that Liu Qingyue picked up in the secret realm of Qingwei, and he carefully selected them, all of which are suitable for Liu Qingwei.

The smile on Liu Qingwei's face became stronger and stronger, and she looked at them carefully one by one, and said, "Seventh brother, I see that you are still sincere, tonight Miss Ben will cook in person, cook you the best spiritual food, and let you learn my skills." ”

"Good, good. Then I will be disrespectful to you, seventh brother. ”