Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

, after my rebirth, I became a powerful figure in the father-fighting world.

The little fat man was a big-hearted person. He didn't ask Qixun, a martial master of the same realm as him, about his fight with four eighth-level demons. Instead, he was concerned about where Yuliuchuan was.

Qi Xun said: "Not far away, about ten miles ahead of you."

The little fat man was dissatisfied: "We are both at the peak of the Martial Master Realm, but I am still an individual cultivator, but I am not as good as Brother Chuan? So, is he a physical cultivator, or am I a physical cultivator?"

Qixun laughed: "When my nephew was in the martial arts realm, he laid the foundation in the Gravity Plains and became a Grandmaster. Then he practiced in the Thunder Field and was promoted to a Grand Master. Sword cultivation is the most important thing to polish the body. Speaking of which, his foundation, It's really more solid than you. It's not surprising that I can go further than you in the same realm.

So, don’t be in a hurry to advance. It’s better to use the last few months of the Gravity Plateau to consolidate your strength. Even if you don’t advance, you have laid a solid foundation. After leaving the Refining Realm and advancing to the Holy Realm, it will be a matter of course. It won't take too long. "

What Qi Xun didn't say was that Yuliuchuan had her unlimited supply of star sand to temper the physical body, as well as a large number of thunder beads to attract the thunder hammer body, as well as star fruit and thunder spirit fruit to nourish the body. The power of the body was indeed strong. It is not comparable to ordinary physical training.

The fact that he was only ten miles ahead of the little fat man was because the little fat man was strong enough, so the gap didn't seem so big.

The little fat man felt that Qixun's advice to him to polish his foundation made sense.

Their promotion of physical training was slow to begin with, but his speed of advancement was already considered an anomaly in physical training. Just slow down.

"By the way, where are the four eighth-level monsters you fought with? If they run away, wouldn't it be unsafe for us to stay here? What if those eighth-level demons come to find us?"

During the beast tide, the monsters worked together, maybe they found helpers?

Mentioning the battle situation, Qi Xun was delighted: "Three eighth-level red foxes, one eighth-level moon-shrieking silver wolf, those skins, tsk, if I hadn't taken a fancy to their skins, I wouldn't have bothered to hunt them. Just ask them. Where is it? Of course it goes into my storage ring."

The little fat man heard this and covered his chest, feeling heartbroken!

Yu Liuchuan is just ten miles stronger than him, Baomei, no, Brother Seven, Brother Seven has directly killed four eighth-level monsters, is he stronger than him, okay?

Knowing that her swordsmanship is terrifying, she can challenge her by leaps and bounds, but isn't it a bit unreasonable to fight against four?

As expected, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"Used Daoyu?"

Qixun shook his head: "Every time I see you fight, I feel so hot-blooded. The sword realm can't be used easily, and my physical cultivation is no worse than those of those eighth-level monsters. So this time, I didn’t use any weapons, I used fists just like you. Even the robes on my body, I deliberately changed them to low-grade spiritual weapons.”

The little fat man was dumbfounded: "So you defeated four eighth-level monsters with your fists? The red fox just paid it back. The Moon-Screaming Silver Wolf is a race of noble blood among monsters. Although it is not a divine beast, it can still be regarded as an ancient one. The remnants of wild beasts, some with the blood of divine beasts, are very powerful. You are taking too much risk!"

Qixun also sighed: "Otherwise, ordinary wolf skins are not that beautiful."

Little Fatty: I'm telling you about danger, but you're talking about me.

The little fat man gave up the topic and said doubtfully: "It stands to reason that even in the holy realm area, there will not be many monsters, but this is the area where eighth-level monsters come and go. If you fight this, there will definitely not be too much movement. Xiao, except for those four, no other eighth-level monsters appeared?"

In fact, Qi Xun was also confused.

"Could it be that my second brother, my master and their gang did the cleaning?

Don't tell me, Xiaoyue Silver Wolf was injured when I met those four great demon kings. It's not that I deliberately skinned them, but the three red foxes and the silver wolf king were already fighting.

I saw that the Silver Wolf King was so angry at that time, as if the red fox was taking advantage of its danger and wanted to kill it. Perhaps, the Silver Wolf King's injury was caused by the second brother and his group of Saint Realm elders.

If it is true, then the Silver Wolf King's luck is not good or bad. It was a rare luck to escape from the hands of those old men, but in the end, it happened to me again, haha, so did I miss something? "

The little fat man had no interest in monster skins. Although he was an eighth-level monster, he could barely make do with the wolf meat made into dried meat, but the red fox meat was really not tasty. He suddenly felt a little regretful: "What if? It would be nice to change it to a one-horned cow or a two-headed dog.”

Qixun rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, your eighth-level unicorn and two-headed dog meat will definitely be indispensable in the future."

For the sake of the thousand-year-old soul-nurturing lightning strike tree that he once had, Qixun felt that no amount of monster meat could be given to the little fat man.

If she could one day produce soul fruit from the thousand-year-old soul-nurturing lightning strike tree, tsk, its value would only be a few hundred million points worse than Jianmu. Not to mention monster meat, she was willing to give even fairy meat.

But the little fat man is right. Red fox and wolf meat are really not that good.

But it’s not good to waste it.

Qixun decided that from now on the red fox meat would be kept in the land where she was raised, while the silver wolf king’s meat should be made into jerky.

Shameful waste!

After Qixun thought about it, he brought the topic back: "We have really seen very few high-level demon kings in the past two days. How about I go out to explore the situation while you are practicing? If you are in danger, just send me a message Send the note."

Of course the little fat man has no objection.

The training is inherently dangerous, but it won't work. Because he wants to practice, why don't he tie Brother Qi here to protect him all the time? Wouldn't that be a waste of her time?

Furthermore, he was protected by the eighth-grade formation when he was practicing, so he wouldn't be killed by the monster immediately. At worst, just run away if you can't beat him.

As for whether Qixun would be in danger, the little fat man didn't even bother to think about it.

She could kill four eighth-level monsters at once, so what danger could there be?

As the saying goes, if you can't fight, just run.

In terms of speed, who can compare with her?

Seeing that the little fat man agreed, Qixun took out the big meal prepared for him in the past few days, told the little fat man a few more words, and then left.

Seeing the speed at which she moved away from the Holy Land area, the little fat man was filled with envy.

However, as a monk, the little fat man knows that just envy is not enough, he must work hard himself.

The little fat man raised his arms, made a cheering gesture, quickly entered the formation, and continued practicing.

Each of his friends is becoming more perverted than the other, so he can't lag too far behind.

Qi Xun passed by the place where she practiced at Yuliuchuan, and then she remembered that she had to send a transmission note to her nephew to inform her of her movements.

After sending out the transmission talisman, Qi Xun did not disturb Yu Liuchuan, but continued to move forward quickly.

The further he went, the slower he went. Until finally, when he had to move forward with flying cloud steps on the ground, Qixun discovered that he had almost passed through the holy realm area and reached the most central area, which can only be entered by the Mahayana realm.

However, along the way, not only did she not encounter any eighth-level monsters, she also didn't encounter any monks.

The entire Gravity Holy Land area was a bit quiet.

Maybe, something really happened?