The desires and ambitions of the people were once again ignited.

The gray-robed medicine farmer's face was gloomy, and some of the purple-clothed Bitter Sea cultivators had fanatical eyes and high fighting intentions.

Among them, there were three cultivators, wearing blue shirts similar to Han Feiren sitting on the Bitter Sea Peak, but the neckline was plain white and there were no patterns.

They just stood not far away, with a joking expression, the corners of their mouths always raised, as if they were smiling, but there was no clear purpose in their eyes.

The three Lifespring Realm cultivators didn't say a word, they didn't seem to have much interest in this gamble, but their eyes were always on Nan Xiao's body.

"Girl, my name is Zhang Tianhao, and I am thirty-two years old at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve. Don't blame me for bullying the small, but I need the herbs, so please accept my challenge! ”

The first to stand up was a young man who was nine feet tall and had a great appearance. The purple clothes on his body were a little shabby, and he had obviously been trapped in the Bitter Sea Realm for many years.

There are wisps of mist in Nan Xiaofeng's eyes, and if you gather, you will become a mountain, and if you scatter, you will become a river.

Eye technique, calm the storm.

This is the eye technique created by Nan Xiao after practicing the internal strength of several mortal sects, and combining the magic in alchemy and feng shui.

The vitality is finely manipulated, the eyes are replaced by the sky, and the trend of the mountains and rivers of the human body is observed.

Although he couldn't see through the sea of suffering in Zhang Tianhao's body, with the blessing of the eye technique, Nan Xiao still observed the vigorous and steady strength of Zhang Tianhao's body and the blood bursting with excitement.

The strength is strong, and the body is full of vitality, and there are no obvious weaknesses.

Just after looking at it for a few years, Nan Xiao deduced the battle situation that must be lost.

Zhang Tianhao has been entrenched in the bitter sea for many years, and his divine power is naturally strong, if he is allowed to sacrifice his weapon first, then it will be difficult to parry the dagger with just fingering.

As for the seven steps of indulgence, once you get close, you will only be yourself who will die.

The mist dissipated, Nan Xiao's phoenix eyes regained their brightness, her red lips moved slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I refuse." ”

Zhang Tianhao was slightly stunned, reluctant, and wanted to ask Nan Xiao to agree.

"Your strength is very strong, and you need to fight against the Lifespring cultivator to break through. Of course, if you just want to live a stable life, then you can naturally grind it slowly with baicao liquid, so that you don't always feel that you can't get through it in your heart. But I'm not like you, I need victory more than you have no way out, so I refuse to lose. ”

Nan Xiao is not unkind, and she patiently explained Zhang Tianhao's plea despite the frost on her face.

Zhang Tianhao, who was speechless, was stunned in place, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Most of the other cultivators in the Bitter Sea Realm were not very happy, and they were all coaxing and forcing Nan Xiao to comply.

"Let's fight, little girl!"

"You can't be like that, Minelle!"

"I fought him, he was a mortal in the end, he didn't dare to fight, he was afraid."

"That dead bad old man Lin Xiao is much more ambitious than this soft white loach."

"So, at the beginning, that Elder Deer, I don't know what his brain thought, was willing to use a leaf of elixir! Raise a bad seed who doesn't dare to fight! ”

"Hehe, who knows what he thinks in his head, maybe people are happy!"

"What the hell are mortals......

"It seems that he is a waste, without any dignity, and he dares to refuse to gamble."

……

These voices came from men and women, and they were constantly abusive.

On the high platform, Han Feiren was very interested, and looked at Nan Xiao carefully.

The orchids on the cliffs, the strong bamboos in the rainstorm, so next, what surprises will Nan Xiao bring to him?

Many gray-robed medicine farmers around were crying, and these people felt that they were insulted by their fellow mortals.

An eight- or nine-year-old boy had red eyes, sucked hard, and said angrily: "You are mortals when you open and close your mouths, aren't you from mortals?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, the little boy was gagged by a pair of large hands. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, it's my poor discipline, my young grandson has collided with you, and I ask for forgiveness, I'm willing to be punished instead of him!" The old man with white hair and a somewhat rickety figure hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Grandpa!"

The little boy's tears flowed even harder.

"It's okay, I'd like to hear it, grandson of the medicine farmer, go on." Han Feiren waved his hand, and the bruises under his eyes were a little solemn at this time.

Seeing that his grandfather had been helped up by the people next to him, the little boy was bold again, so he stretched out his fat hand, pointed at Nan Xiao, and shouted again: "Back to Lord Han, there are a group of big villains in the Qingya blessed land." Just now, the group of big villains kept scolding that beautiful sister for being a waste, and kept insulting all kinds of bad things for mortals. But the blessed land of Qingya, the cultivation of medicinal herbs, the cultivation of land, the thinning of soil, the planting of grass and the cutting of rice, the dirty work is tiring, all of which are done by us mortals! Those villains sit back and scold us! I'm not reconciled! And also! This beautiful sister is the waste in the mouth of those bad guys, I just saw with my own eyes that the beautiful sister first beat the bad sister down, and then beat one against eight, and still hasn't lost yet! I will also work hard to cultivate immortals in the future, so that you big villains will be impressed! ”

Most of the other medicine farmers were red-eyed, carefully restraining their inner grievances.

Even the grandfather of the little boy kneeling on the ground was trembling at this time, I don't know if it was because of emotion or fear.

Nan Xiao looked at the little boy who regarded herself as a role model, and had mixed feelings.

She didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to smile in return.

Brother, I'm also worshipped.

Han Feiren saw the plum blossoms blooming in the winter outside the world, and he was in a good mood.

In the end, the little boy was taken away by his grandfather, and the other gray-robed medicine farmers who were watching the excitement also left silently.

After rejecting another person's request to fight, Nan Xiao's breathing stabilized, and the vitality that had been scattered by Jia Sixuanfa had already recovered at this time.

Nan Xiao herself didn't expect that the third person to challenge would be a congratulatory speech.

Nine years later, there are still some freckles on the face of the congratulatory speech, but the delicate face has not been detracted from it, but has increased its recognition.

During these years, I have practiced hard with a breath of greeting, and I have never slackened.

Even though she was always bullied by Bao Fei and others, she still gritted her teeth and persevered, and finally became the fourth bitter sea cultivator after Yu Qin, Bao Fei, and Lin Feng.

But after becoming an official cultivator of the Qingya Blessed Land, Zhu Yu sadly found that although she was no longer beaten and scolded, she herself was still not out of the sea of suffering.

Bao Fei has a strong desire to control, and the layers of exploitation in spirit and wealth make the congratulatory speech breathless.

Originally, I could receive three bottles of baicao liquid every month, but most of them were deducted by Bao Fike, and sometimes even one bottle could not be kept.

In the long run, she, who was already with average qualifications, was destined to be left behind by Yu Qin and Bao Fei.

The congratulatory speech was unwilling, but after judging that Nan Xiao was exhausted, she decided to grab a glimmer of life from her former friend.

The moonlight swayed, the greetings were graceful, and the freckles on the face were like stars.

"Nanxiao, actually- it's good to be a mortal, why do you have to torture yourself so much?"