C53 Chapter 53

Lu Changkong said coldly: "What if I say no?"

Wang Chong sneered. "Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Who dares to touch my Lord!" In a flash, he appeared in front of Lu Changkong. He had purposely called Lu Changkong Lord to raise his status and courage.

Wang Chong sized up this warning and arrogantly said: "Who are you?"

Before Wang Chong could finish his question, someone had already answered for him, "The God of Plagues!"

Someone exclaimed. The onlookers scattered in fear. The stall owners didn't even want the items on the stall and all of them retreated a thousand feet away.

Once the plague, which the God of Plagues wanted to kill, came out, the plague came out. The vitality within a thousand feet was cut off, so who would dare to hold their heads and stay behind to watch the show?

Zhang Wenjun's expression changed slightly as well. He had never thought that he would offend this detestable person. But under the watchful eyes of everyone, could he really disgrace the Cangwu Sect?

Just as Zhang Wenjun was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone laugh. "You want to touch my big brother? Have you ever asked me, Mei Ruxue?"

Mei Ruxue walked up to Lu Changkong and gave him a deep bow. "Ruxue greets big brother. "

Lu Changkong was pleasantly surprised. "Sister, why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do, so I came out to see if there are any cultivation materials. I didn't expect to meet a few ignorant people who actually offended my big brother. I think they must be tired of living. "

"Hahahaha. . . Well said! There are too many people who want to die in this world. There's really nothing we can do about it. " Xue Lihhun, who came out of nowhere, let out a long laugh that shook the blood and qi of everyone present. However, he did not mind taking a few steps forward to Lu Changkong and said, "Who dares to touch Lu? Ask me, Xue Lihhun, first. If anyone feels that my Blood God Peak and Peach Blossom Source are not famous enough, We have a friend here as well. "

"Another one?"

The appearance of Life Warrant, Mei Ruxue, and Xue Lihhun was enough to make the scalps of any sect go numb. Some timid people even wet their pants in fear. However, he said that there was another person whose status was not lower than the three people in front of him.

While everyone was still guessing, a strange voice drifted out from the crowd. "Old Xue, you are too impatient. When they make a move, I, Yin Shiyi, will come out from behind. Why don't you take more than ten lives?"

With so many cows, ghosts, and gods coming out, anyone who heard it would shiver. Zhang Wenjun glared at Zhang Junqiu and his sister. He was quickly thinking about how to end this. With the strength of Cangwu Sect, they would never dare to offend three evil forces at the same time.

Similarly, Xue Lihhun and Yin Shiyi were only here to repay Lu Changkong's kindness. They didn't intend to fight the Cangwu Sect to the death.

Both of them froze on the spot.

At this moment, someone shouted: "Chief is here!" A few people who looked like waiters separated the crowd and crowded in with a fat man with white hair.

The fatty cupped his hands and said: "My Sword Servant Manor's External Head, Jiang Bin, greets you. During the festival between the two of you, I've already heard that Senior Zhang sect leader and the Ghost Hand Pill, Wang Lu, can give me some face. Don't hurt your relationship over a small matter. I ordered people to prepare two accessories and send them to two rooms later. Take it as my apology to the two of you. "

Jiang Bin deliberately emphasized the words "Ghost Hand Pill King" to remind Zhang Wenjun secretly that Lu Changkong was an alchemist of the Evil Sect. Encountering him was equivalent to provoking half of the evil sect. If he really hired an assassin with pills, Cangwu Sect would suffer heavy losses.

Zhang Wenjun had already intended to retreat a long time ago. He exchanged a few polite words with Jiang Bin and left with his disciples without saying a word. Lu Changkong cupped his hands towards Jiang Bin and returned the greeting. He threw away the bitter smile on Jiang Bin's face and politely sent Xue Lihhun and the other two away. He no longer had the mood to shop and went straight to a stone table. Standing up, he loudly said, "I want to buy a Foundation Establishment spiritual artifact. Which friend is willing to sell it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight people immediately surrounded him. Lu Changkong looked at the spiritual artifacts in their hands and shook his head. Those spiritual artifacts were mostly flashy but not practical. Although they could be used for Foundation Establishment in a short period of time, it would inevitably affect the advancement of cultivation in the later stages.

The rest of the people saw that Lu Changkong was not interested in those spiritual weapons, so they did not dare to take them out to show off their treasures. For a moment, they all left.

Lu Changkong stood up in disappointment and was about to leave, but the stall owner who sold him seven lifetimes of marriage just now walked up and said in a low voice, "I, Ping Bai, accept two of senior's flying swords. I really feel bad. I have something here. I wonder if Senior is suitable for it?" As he spoke, he handed over an item.

Lu Changkong's expression changed and he said in a low voice. "Rakshasa's bone?"

The vendor looked around and said in a low voice, "An absolutely pure Rakshasa's bone. This thing is a bit hot on my hands. If senior likes it, just give me a price. "

Rakshasa is the Devil King of Hell, in charge of the Hell's Hungry Ghosts, With Rakshasa's Bone as a foundation, the cultivators can use the ghosts below the Ninth Hell for their own purposes, it is the spiritual device that evil cultivators dream of. What Lu Changkong held in his hand was a finger bone of the Rakshasa Ghost King. As long as this thing appeared in cultivation realm, it would definitely attract evil cultivators from all over the world to fight for it. This was also the reason why the stall owner didn't dare to take it out.

Lu Changkong didn't say much. He took out a transcendent-grade crystal and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, he pulled Kuan Qixia along with him and left. After walking for a long distance, he could still see the stall owner standing on the spot and bowing to his back.

After returning to the Green Willow Garden, Lu Changkong sent Yiran away and hurriedly set up a formation. Covering up the entire aura in the garden, he said seriously, "Mr. Kuan. These few days, I have been observing your body's meridians and found that your aura is mixed. The turbid and turbid Qi are tangled up in your body. It's because you're unable to condense them. Only by re-establishing one's foundation would one be able to condense the Nascent Soul. I have already found the materials for your Foundation Establishment. Wait a moment, I will help you build your foundation. However, whether you succeed or not will depend on your luck!"

" I was the one who went to the market to look for Foundation Establishment spiritual tools? " Kuan Qixia was touched, and his heart was filled with gratitude. He knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Regardless of whether I can succeed in my Foundation Establishment, I, Kuan Qixia, will forever be indebted to you. As long as I live in this world, I will serve you as my master. Lord, accept my bow! "

Kuan Qixia had changed the way he addressed Lu Changkong from Dong Weng to Lord. If they were still hired a moment ago, Kuan Qixia was now willing to serve Lu Changkong as his master. He swore that he would be his slave and that he would live and die with him.

Lu Changkong accepted his three bows calmly. He forced out the profound flame in his body to refine the Rakshasa's Bone into a ball of green Qi and pushed it into Kuan Qixia's body.

Kuan Qixia also sat down with his legs crossed and followed Lu Changkong's instructions. He let the Rakshasa's True Qi absorb the Genuine Essence in his body, and then he guided the Genuine Essence into all the meridians in his body. After thirty six cycles, the Genuine Essence returned to his dantian. The Genuine Essence that returned to his dantian had already turned into liquid form, but it was still unable to gather and form the Genuine Essence.

After a long time. . . Kuan Qixia was anxious to the point of despair. He shouted in his heart, "Could it be that I, Kuan Qixia, will never be able to form the Genuine Essence in my entire life? Am I going to be a cripple for the rest of my life and be mocked by others? My God! Why are you messing with me like this?!" Tears rolled down from Cheng Xing's face. Unwillingness, anger, hatred, despair. . . All these negative emotions surged into Kuan Qixia's heart. Suddenly, with a bang, Kuan Qixia felt as if his body had exploded. Although his eyes were closed, he could clearly see a mass of purple ghost energy expanding within his body. He understood that the "Raksha True Qi" had been activated. This movement was no small matter, as if a huge rock had been thrown into the water. Layers of ripples spread out in his dantian. "Rakshasa's True Qi" A huge amount of energy was activated by the negative emotions, quickly forming a purple golden core. In less than a moment, cracks appeared on the golden core. "Boom!" Another sound was heard and a Nascent Infant burst out.

In just three short days, Kuan Qixia's cultivation base had reached the Core Formation stage. He had broken through the Core Formation stage to the Nascent Soul stage, and was now in the middle stage of the Nascent Infant.

When he opened his eyes, his violet pupils shone with a cold light. He looked like a soul reaper from the underworld, and anyone who looked at him would feel a chill run down their spines.

Lu Changkong smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Kuan for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. " Being able to create a Nascent Infant expert in a few short days made Lu Changkong dance with joy. However, when he thought about how he was still a Golden Core cultivator, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"All of this was given by Lord. This subordinate will never forget Lord's great kindness. . . " Kuan Qixia sobbed as he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to Lu Changkong.

Lu Changkong took out the folding fan he had prepared from his ring and said, "The fan bone of this fan is made from 18 flying swords. It can attack and defend, and it can be used in close combat. This is the magic weapon that my master left for me. I won't give it to you just because I use the fan, right? "

Kuan Qixia took the folding fan that had a piece of Mysterious Heavenly Jade as a fan pendant and fondled it repeatedly. After a while, he remembered to thank Lu Changkong for his kindness. This treasured fan would make Kuan Qixia famous in the future. This was something Lu Changkong, who had given it to him as a gift on a whim, had never thought of.

Lu Changkong saw that Kuan Qixia was circling around him enviously, and said with a smile. "I have another thing here for big brother. "

"Me too? Why didn't you take it out earlier? I was thinking about how to snatch his fan. " He stretched out his hand with a smile and took the cigarette bag that Lu Changkong handed to him. He could not bear to let go after taking it.

He did not know what that smoke bag was made of, but the weight of the tentacles was comparable to heavy weapons. The array formation in the smoke bag was exquisite and definitely not inferior to any kind of transcendent-grade magical artifact. He had long wanted to get a smoke bag to use the smoke to release the plague poison under the circumstances that his opponent was unprepared. He did not expect that Lu Changkong would give him one directly. He was so happy that he could not close his mouth.

He said with a smile, "Brother is generous. Brother can't be stingy either. I will get a table of good wine and have a few glasses of good wine to celebrate Mr. Kuan's successful Foundation Establishment. "

With that, he turned around and shouted, "Yiran girl, Yiran girl. . . "

Not long after, a young maid pushed open the door and entered. Respectfully, she asked, "Senior, what are your orders?"

After urging Lu Changkong to look at each other, they said in unison, "Where is Yiran?"

"I. . . I don't know. If you need anything, just tell me. " The young maid hesitated for a moment, and the two of them immediately recognized the flaw.

The Fate Urging Smoke Pouch grabbed her jaw and coldly asked: "Speak! Where did Yiran go?"

"I don't know. . . I really don't know. . . "

"You're not saying it, are you?" He said in a deep voice, "I'm not a person who cares about the fairer sex. As long as I turn my pipe, the poison inside will make your whole body fester. You will not be able to live, and you will not be able to beg for death!"

The young maid was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her entire body trembled as she said, "She was imprisoned by Deputy Chief Jiang. I heard that she was going to be sold to a senior in the village as a Sword Servant. "

Lu Changkong was stunned for a moment before he said, "Punish her? Punish what crime?"

"Deputy Jiang said that she didn't know how to punish her and asked for money from a guest, causing the guest to almost start a fight because of this, so he punished her for her crime. "

"Really?" Lu Changkong's eyes were filled with killing intent.

"Yes! Fifty whips were reduced to Sword Servants. We have all gone to see the execution. "

Lu Changkong said coldly: "Take me to Riverside. "