"You...... You're not dead yet?" Hu Meng glared at Tianjiu like a ghost, got up with a bone, and hurriedly retreated, far away from Tianjiu.

"Die, hehe, I'm Xiaoqiang, can I die?" Tian Jiu sneered and stepped forward, patted the tattered magic robe, moved his hands and feet, and grinned with a big mouth that was obviously dripping with blood.

"Xiaoqiang......" Hu Meng was stunned, and his body unconsciously took a few steps back.

On the VIP stage, Ouyang De also looked confused, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Sikong Xing, what is Xiaoqiang?"

“......”

"That's right! I'm just a little strong in the world of cultivating immortals! I can't be killed, I can't be stepped on! Everyone is afraid of everyone, and I am a little worm who is worried about ghosts. Don't believe we'll fight again, and see if you can kill me?"

"No, no, no, we don't have to fight, we've already decided the winner, and the referee has just declared me the winner. If you don't believe it, you ask Uncle Yin to go!" Hu Meng shook his hand again and again, and his head shook like a rattle.

"Hmph, Tianjiu, you've already lost. You were stunned by Hu Meng just now, and you have lost the qualification to compete again, you quickly step down!" Yin Jinfeng raised his face and shouted loudly.

"I lost?" Tianjiu's face changed and he looked at Ouyang De.

Ouyang De smiled and nodded, and said, "Tianjiu, you did lose, but you have advanced to the ninth level of qi refining, and there is no need to compete anymore." Don't you think that's good?"

"Ah, the ninth layer of qi refining?" Tian Jiu was stunned, and hurriedly took his divine sense and looked inside. When he woke up, he didn't have time to check on his condition, he just knew that he was not feeling unwell.

In the dantian, the colorful spiritual clouds hung high again, but they had shrunk by half, and on the spiritual energy mass, crystal clear seven-colored water droplets loomed, jumping naughtily in the colorful glow.

There is rain in the clouds, and the rain hides in the clouds!

"Aha! Rain in the clouds, rain in the clouds! I have finally advanced to the rain layer in the clouds!" Tian Jiu cheered excitedly in his heart.

It's really a great calamity to not die, and there will be blessings in the future! I, a cultivator of immortals, is really not an ordinary cheap!

Tianjiu thought so coquettishly, and then, with a fist at Ouyang De, he bowed and made a big salute, and glanced at the five elders coldly, and then jumped into the ring, and disappeared into the square after a few ups and downs.

In the square, there was a commotion.

"Xiaoqiang! Xiaoqiang!!, you can't beat Xiaoqiang!!," they muttered to themselves.

How could it not be surprising that an outer disciple of the Five Elements Miscellaneous Spirit Root, who was called a waste, broke through to the ninth layer of qi refining that countless outer disciples longed for in front of the public, or was he flattened to the point where he was incompletely skinned and inhuman?

A dark cloud appeared on the fifth elder's face, and his eyes closed again. His heart was also filled with bitterness.

On the fifth floor of Tianxing Pavilion, Tianjiu looked at the dilapidated bedroom, and said to Mi Yurong, who had come back a long time ago, with a toothache: "Give me the jade card in your room!"

"What, what do you want the jade plate in my room for?" Mi Yurong's face turned red, and she lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

"What the hell are you thinking!" Tianjiu looked at her writhing appearance, and a burst of chestnuts smashed on her little brain. "You've kicked my room like this, so how can I rest?"

"Oh!" Mi Yurong stuck out her tongue, hurriedly took out the jade plate, and handed it to Tianjiu. "Please, don't smash my head again in the future, okay, you'll be stupid!"

At this moment, there was a hula, and a large group of people poured in, led by Hu Ben, shouted loudly: "It's okay to be stupid, your big brother will raise you, hehehe!"

Mi Yurong's face turned red with embarrassment again, biting her lip and glaring at Tianjiu.

", the competition isn't over yet, what are you all running back for?" Tianjiu said, pointing to everyone.

Wan Bao glanced at Tianjiu and asked, "Boss, are you okay?"

"yes, yes, we're all crying!" said everyone in unison.

"Okay, don't worry, I said, I'm Xiaoqiang, and I won't want this cheap life. If there is anything to wait for a while, you can go down first, I want to breathe, by the way, check your physical condition, without my permission, you all don't come. After Tianjiu finished speaking, he took the jade plate from Mi Yurong's room and went straight to the door.

Everyone was still unsatisfied, but they had to endure it and go back downstairs.

As soon as Tianjiu entered the room, he immediately opened the magic circle on the door, and he had no time to pay attention to the furnishings in Xiaomi's bedroom, so he sat in the center of the room without hesitation, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The Sancai Wood Spirit Array had been destroyed, and he didn't have a suitable magic array on him, so he had to check it here. He believed that there were people here, and it was safe here.

His divine sense first came to the place of the dantian. At the entrance of the dantian, the nasty tulle spirit cloud disappeared.

In the dantian, the space seems to be much larger, and a colorful cloud hangs in the sky, shining with colorful light, dazzling. In the clouds, countless colorful raindrops jumped in the clouds. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, crystal clear, and cute. However, if you look closely, it is clear that they are the accumulation of some spiritual fluid, and they are not ordinary raindrops.

Tianjiu's heart moved, "Hum!" There was a muffled sound, and a string of purple raindrops shot out, and on his finger, a purple "flower" instantly bloomed, swaying, and emitting a terrifying aura.

The space outside the finger was tearing apart with the swing of the purple "flower", and it seemed that it could collapse at any moment.

"Damn! sharp, this purple fire actually burned the space!" Tianjiu screamed and hurriedly collected the purple fire.

When the divine consciousness returned to the dantian, he found that on the rainbow, the purple light bands were obviously dimmed, and the number of purple raindrops was also reduced, and there were no other colors of raindrops active.

"Damn! it's wilting after a while, what's the use of this!" Tianjiu muttered to himself in disappointment. It's just that he doesn't know that this primary-level purple flame, if it is seen by the Primordial Ancestors, it will definitely be regarded as a god.

Tianjiu's divine consciousness inspected the dantian several times, and after making sure that there were no more mistakes and problems, he left the dantian and checked the physical condition along the seven meridians and eight veins.

The veins were thick and thick, at least one-third thicker than when they were in the eighth layer of Qi refining. He carried the "Inner Spiritual Heart Sutra", trying to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and after a week, he saw that the aura that entered the body turned into a silk silver thread circulating in the tendons, like a boat entering the river, happy and small.

In the blood, silver-red liquid bubbled up, and from time to time, silver particles emerged and merged into the bloodstream.

Down, there is a pale red muscle, and under the muscle, there are milky white bones, the bones are no longer crystal clear, but with a little red glow.

Tian Jiu urged his mind again, and a low-level high-grade magic sword floated in the air.

He grabbed it with five fingers, "Roar!" and let out a low shout, and the low-level high-grade magic sword broke in response to the sound and shattered into several pieces. And on the palm of the hand, there is only a faint sword mark.

"Well, that's good, that's good, the eighth layer of qi refining only dares to pinch low-level lower-grade magic weapons, and now low-level high-grade magic weapons can't hurt the body. Alas, it is good to cultivate to a high level, and even the physical body has become much stronger. ”

Tianjiu thought about it while entering the sea of knowledge.

"Huh?" Tianjiu snorted softly.

The originally broad sea of knowledge is now even more ethereal. Time Ziding has looked a little lower, still glowing with colorful glow, shining most of the sea of knowledge warmly, a white sphere the size of a goose egg, lying on the edge of Ziding, enjoying the colorful light bath. This is the essence of his divine consciousness. On the body of the divine consciousness, the pattern of a miniature Tyrannosaurus rex became clearer and clearer, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

In the distance, the white ball of divine consciousness left by the white-bearded old man was still floating quietly, and on the side of the white ball, a small point was recessed, as if it had been eaten by someone.

Tianjiu came to the time son Ding, and the words on the ding's body still existed, but they did not add any more, and they were still the one hundred and ten text descriptions about "Tongtian Decision".

"It seems that the increase in cultivation does not increase the number of words, and only by devouring that white ball can we finally see the content of the exercises. Tianjiu thought for a while and left Zhihai.

He really didn't have the patience to devour the white ball now, the white ball was so big, his goose-egg-sized body was like an ant and an elephant in front of the white ball.

"Shhhh

Clear-sighted, physically unharmed.

He was about to continue meditating and resting, when suddenly, a coquettish cry came from downstairs.

"Huh, why is she here?" Tianjiu shook his head for a moment, and then, shaking up, opened the door, and walked downstairs.

"Who the hell are you? I told you, Tianjiu is not here!" At the stairs on the second floor, Mi Yurong and his party surrounded a masked woman, who was dressed in silver and looked refreshing and neat.

The woman snorted, gently revealing a hint of coercion: "Hmph, girl, you'd better tell me, I don't want to go up!"

With a grunt, the few people around him involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Monk Zhuji!" Mi Yurong exclaimed.

"That's right! She's a foundation building monk, aren't you begging for hardship when you surround her!" Tianjiu appeared at the entrance of the ladder, poked out a head, and said to the masked woman: "Uncle Shi, what are you doing with me? Hey, today's dress is very good, a little bit of the original taste!"

"Uncle, who is she, do you know?" Mi Yurong asked in a daze.

"Go, go, go, grown, don't interject, little girl!" Tianjiu waved his hand, making Mi Yurong's face flush with anger.

The silver-clothed woman glanced at Tianjiu for a few counts, bit her lips tightly, and said, "It seems that you are fine, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, the silver-clothed woman turned around and shot away.

"Cut! pretend to be deep! Just go, out of sight, out of mind!" Tianjiu muttered.

Looking at everyone's stunned appearance, he shouted: "What are you doing stupidly, what should you do, don't you have to open the Xing Pavilion this day? This spirit pig doesn't need to be raised? And you, Tiger Ben, aren't you going to compete tomorrow, what kind of fun!"

Everyone sighed, and then dispersed.

If the boss is powerful, it means that the boss is fine! The boss is fine, and their little life will be nourished.

Two days later, the first small competition of Huachenmen ended as scheduled.

Gu Baiyi overwhelmed the crowd and won the first place in the first small competition, and at the same time, won a precious Zhuji Dan.

Lei Ming was old and strong, but unfortunately lost to Gu Baiyi and won the second place, which surprised the bigwigs. Who would have thought that a sixty-year-old old man, zuihou entered the inner door as the second place. I don't know if it's Huachen's shame or Huachen's luck?

Qiu Shuisheng finally defeated the head Guan Yuhu in the sixth district of the spar mine and won the third place.

And Hu Meng, after defeating Tianjiu, couldn't lift his spirits anymore, and the red jade sword was never taken out again, and even the summoning technique was lackluster, Zuihou lost several games in a row, and only got the twentieth place.

Wan Bao and Tiger Ben also did not have any victories, only because their cultivation was slightly higher, and they finally ranked eighteenth and nineteenth.

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