Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

The voice coming from the jade talisman became more and more passionate.

The White Tiger Princess and the four have reached a consensus.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of the bamboo shoots cracking is still ringing.

Princess Baihu snorted: "Xiong Mengmeng, don't eat, did you hear what we said?"

Little Bear King gnawed at the bamboo, and said vaguely: "You guys say what you want!"

"I just dug these bamboo shoots, if I don't finish eating them, they won't be fresh later!"

Princess Baihu said dissatisfied: "Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat!"

"Let's go to the Aojian Immortal Gate to teach Li Hanguang a lesson, when are you leaving?"

Xiong Mengmeng rolled her eyes: "I won't go!"

"Just go, I'm fine staying here!"

Princess Baihu said: "Stop talking nonsense, you must go!"

Xiong Mengmeng frowned: "Why?"

Princess Baihu said: "You clearly defeated Son Tianqing early on, but you didn't go to challenge other holy places."

"Instead, he relied on Tianqing for a few bamboos, and pretended every day that he was only slightly better than Tianqing's son!"

"What do you think will happen if I send this news back to the Earth God Bear Clan?"

Xiong Mengmeng panicked, and said bitterly, "Don't!"

He didn't have to think about it.

With his father's temper, if you really know that he came to Donghuang to do nothing serious.

He must be forced to drag him back and beat him up!

It was not easy for him to come out once, and it was Donghuang.

I don't want to go back so early!

Princess Baihu proudly said: "Then obediently leave, if I don't see you when I get there, hum..."

Xiong Mengmeng lowered her head and said weakly: "Got it!"

The brilliance of the jade talisman flashed.

Soon there was no more sound.

Xiong Mengmeng looked at the green bamboo shoots inside and outside the courtyard, her eyes were filled with reluctance.

Then bow your head and work hard!

Even if you want to go, you have to eat enough before you go on the road!

...

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheerful footsteps outside the yard.

Gao Daqiang appeared at the door and waved: "Old Xiong, come out!"

"I have a new understanding, I will definitely beat you this time!"

Xiong Mengmeng looked up at him, then continued to work on the bamboo.

Gao Daqiang stepped into the yard and urged: "Don't eat, please eat enough after the fight!"

When Xiong Mengmeng heard this, she stopped and her eyes lit up slightly: "Didn't we almost dig up your uncle's bamboo forest?"

Gao Daqiang looked around and said in a low voice, "My grand master also planted bamboo in the backyard."

"That bamboo shoot is better than the quality of the master!"

Hearing this, Xiong Mengmeng's eyes widened like copper bells.

He wiped his saliva and was about to respond when he suddenly remembered something and froze in place.

Gao Daqiang was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiong Mengmeng rolled her eyes and rubbed her hands: "Xiaoqiang, how about we make a bet?"

Gao Daqiang asked, "What bet?"

Xiong Mengmeng said: "I will fight with you."

"If I win you within ten moves, you will help me get all the bamboo shoots from that bamboo forest!"

"If I can't beat you within ten strokes, I will fight with you every day in the future!"

After hearing this, Gao Daqiang was stunned: "Is this true?"

Xiong Mengmeng said with a serious face: "A bear should look like a bear!"

"I, the Earth Bear Clan, never lie!"

Gao Daqiang nodded: "Okay!"

He hardly hesitated.

In his opinion, two people fought hand-to-hand more than once, and the difference was not that big.

This time Gao Daqiang has a new understanding and is even stronger.

Could it be that Xiong Mengmeng is not sure about his opponents, yet he can defeat him within ten moves?

Dreaming?

This wave, steady profit!

The two didn't make any big noises this time, and directly found an empty mountain top.

"bring it on!"

Gao Daqiang took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

An invisible force suddenly gathered overwhelmingly.

He stepped out slowly.

The earth trembled.

There was the sound of rivers rushing in the void, it was the blood in his body boiling.

boom!

He punched out without any so-called brilliance.

However, the void trembled with a bang, and the invisible giant force was concentrated in this punch.

The surrounding mountains immediately cracked and turned into ashes.

Seeing this terrifying punch, Xiong Mengmeng's expression didn't change at all.

Just waiting for the punch to come.

The fur all over his body burst out with bright white light, but his eyes became extremely dark, with yin and yang flowing.

Roar!

He rose in stature, turned into the real body of the bear, and patted it down with one palm.

It's like the world is overturned!

Gao Daqiang was stunned!

What's up bro?

Why did you still change?

There was no such thing before!

boom!

The terrorist force bombed down, Gao Daqiang was defenseless, and his whole body was immediately shot out, turning into a shooting star.

"If you use too much strength, he won't be killed!"

Xiong Mengmeng panicked, and hurriedly searched for it: "Come back, my bamboo!"

...

The words are divided into two parts, Aojian Xianmen.

Clang, clang!

In the sword-forging room, knocking sounded rhythmically.

Chu Xiaolian kept swinging the hammer with his eyes closed.

The movements of his hands are getting faster and faster, and the sense of rhythm is getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, he frowned.

I just felt a fiery force moving and colliding in my body.

Will burst out at any time!

coming soon!

"ah--"

Chu Xiaolian suddenly opened his eyes.

A burst of berserk sword intent bloomed from his body, sweeping the entire sword casting room like a storm.

His whole body is like a sharp sword, standing in the center of the storm.

After a long time, everything subsided.

Chu Xiaolian exhaled a foul breath, and held up the work he had just forged.

Low-grade spirit weapon!

In that forging just now, he united his mind and mind, and personally forged the first spiritual weapon!

At the same time, he also raised his awe-inspiring sword intent to the fourth rank.

Such progress is astonishing.

Rank four mighty sword intent!

In terms of power, it has surpassed the seventh-grade artistic conception of any sword scripture of Aojian Xianmen.

It should be known that Li Zhanlu had retreated for many years at the beginning, and he had completed the Spring and Autumn Sword Classic.

It's just enough to condense the fourth-grade awe-inspiring sword intent.

Chu Xiaolian was able to do this in such a short period of time.

Shocking enough indeed.

In his mind, Old Yan praised: "That's right, you've made great progress!"

"With your current strength, looking at the entire Tai Cang Mansion, you can also be called a top talent!"

"I have the qualifications to compete for the position of the Holy Son!"

Chu Xiaolian was quite happy to hear the first half of the sentence.

As soon as the second half of the sentence came out, his complexion suddenly collapsed: "Teacher, why are you swearing?"

Holy Land?

Fighting for the Holy Son?

What are you kidding?

Swept away the younger generation in the Holy Land of the Heaven, and swept away the golden little lion king.

This meeting is still kneeling in front of the elder brother's door.

According to what Yan Chixiao said, wouldn't he, Chu Xiaolian, not even have the qualifications to kneel in front of the elder brother's door?

Isn't this a curse?

Hearing this, the corner of Yan Chixiao's mouth twitched, and ten thousand muddy horses galloped past in his heart.

If it were the same year, among the younger generation in the entire Tai Cang Mansion, who wouldn't be proud to be a disciple of Tai Cang?

Even if it's just an ordinary inner disciple.

It is enough to honor the ancestors!

Not to mention true disciples, or even holy sons.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, it is an existence that is no different from a god.

But now...

Well!

Being able to compete for the position of the Holy Son has become a curse word!

Who would have thought that a dignified holy land would be reduced to the bottom of the food chain?

Sometimes.

Old Yan wanted to tell his disciples about his glorious deeds back then, but it was so hard to open his mouth!

As soon as the words "Tai Cang Holy Land" were uttered, Ji Ge immediately fell to the bottom!

Not to mention establishing prestige, he is not even a person!

...

"Jiang Xuanyu, a bastard, how can he be the Holy Master?"

The more Yan Chixiao thought about it, the more annoyed he became, drawing circles one after another in his heart.

My stupid junior!