The fairy father

Thunder roared on Caiyun Peak, and the surging spiritual energy waves turned into strong winds blowing in all directions.

The Qi refiners from all directions were speechless.

Two true immortals had already rushed to the stage to protect the unconscious disciple Wang Zaizhi.

The two true immortal old women also had complicated expressions, and they were somewhat in disbelief. They raised their heads and stared at Li Ping'an, who was slowly falling.

At this moment, Li Ping'an's body was empty, his magic power had almost stopped flowing, and his soul was sluggish.

But he still acted quite calmly, with his left hand raised in front of him and his right hand behind his back, giving him a sense of elegance and calmness that radiated from the inside out.

Tao Dao stared at this young disciple who was only in the Condensing Light Realm, and some comments began to appear from all directions.

They all witnessed with their own eyes how Li Pingan won.

Because I saw it with my own eyes, it was even more incredible.

Practice for only three years;

With his cultivation in the Condensing Light Realm, he has mastered the secrets of the sect's immortal arts, and can even enter the hall and perform them at will;

Combining the way of talismans with formations, he has mastered the rather complicated way of talisman formations;

There is also the method of having hundreds of extremely powerful magic weapons self-destruct at the same time...

What kind of understanding does it take to achieve this level in three years?

In today's Dongzhou cultivation world, when judging the potential of a Qi practitioner, the first priority is qualifications, the second priority is luck, and the second priority is understanding;

This is not to say that a Qi practitioner's understanding is not important, but because the bottlenecks that a Qi practitioner can encounter on the way to practice are diverse and affected by multiple factors. There are already too many so-called "talented and intelligent" Qi practitioners with amazing understanding, because A person who doesn't understand the truth gets confused and falls into his own bottleneck.

To a certain extent, understanding is more mysterious than luck. Over time, no one dares to brag about their amazing understanding.

But now, the immortals and Taoists are watching Li Ping'an's figure, with many feelings and admiration.

Just relying on the two 'crafts' of Zongyun Transformation and Talisman Formation, after Li Pingan's cultivation reaches Yuanxian, he will be able to challenge ordinary true immortals in fighting skills.

And the strange move Li Ping'an performed at the end, scattering hundreds of magic weapons and detonating them directly, seemed to be a perfect fusion of formation and weapon control...

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

At this moment, both those who were good at refining weapons and those who were good at forming formations were silent.

Because they saw a 'road' that had never appeared before.

Under the stage, Mu Ningning looked at Li Ping'an's figure, her eyes fixed on her, her heart empty, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Gu Qingcheng, a swordsman from Jianyun Peak, murmured: "What an expensive blow."

Li Ping'an had landed on the stage, looking down at the unconscious Wang Zaizhi, cupping his hands in front of the two true immortals, and raised his hand to take the pagoda that had rolled aside into his hands.

The quality of this Immortal Treasure-level pagoda is indeed good.

He looked at the audience and threw the pagoda directly.

Mu Ningning was lost in thought with her senior brother. When she saw her senior brother throw something, she subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Please ask Master Qingxu to help you refine it. The stuff is pretty good."

After saying this, Li Pingan handed over his hands to the real immortal on the stage and the referee in the audience, and floated back to his original position.

"Senior brother..."

Mu Ningning originally wanted to say that this treasure was too valuable, but she was besieged by the looks of the surrounding senior sisters. She immediately blushed and hurriedly carried the pagoda to the True Immortal Qingxu.

Voices of admiration sounded from the cloud platforms everywhere.

The referee loudly announced: "The winner of this match! Li Ping'an, disciple of Immortal Qingsu!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the surrounding discussions became even noisier.

An immortal suddenly shouted: "Fangshi Palace is too biased! Give a young disciple so many magic weapons and secret techniques!"

Wei Yanzi jumped up and shouted: "Pindao guarantees it with his life! Those magical weapons were refined by little friend Ping An himself! The secret method of detonating the magical weapons was understood by little friend Ping An himself! Pindao saw it with his own eyes back then, Demonstrate it myself! Seven or eight robes were damaged by the explosion!"

There was laughter all around.

The immortal who shouted could only sneer, cup his hands in front of Wei Yanzi, and say no more.

Li Ping'an had just crossed his legs and meditated when a ray of sound penetrated into his ears, but it was Elder Yan Sheng who was giving advice.

"Later, hand over half of your secret method of detonating the magical weapon to the door, and I will ask for credit for you."

Li Ping'an handed over his hand out of thin air and accepted the matter.

The three words "pay half" are very particular.

Elder Yan Sheng's intention is to let Li Ping'an contribute a secret technique to the sect. However, it is not necessary to reveal all the secret techniques. You can hide the key parts if you don't want others to learn them. The important thing is to actively hand over the created techniques. 'Things.

Li Ping'an swallowed two pills and was just about to recover his mana quickly for the upcoming matches when he suddenly felt a faint sight from the side.

Gu Qingcheng was looking at Li Ping'an with a complicated expression.

Li Ping'an didn't know why: "What's wrong? I'm injured on my face?"

"You actually gave in to me before. With your abilities, even those senior brothers and sisters from the Hezhen Realm couldn't defeat you!"

Gu Qingcheng's face was full of depression, but she didn't hide anything.

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Such a move can only be used once in a short period of time."

"Why?"

Li Pingan glanced at the dozens of ring-shaped storage magic weapons placed in his main storage magic weapon, and sighed:

"I only have this little money, and I just used it all. I refined and saved these magical weapons myself for two years. I don't usually have so much treasure and time."

"That's right. Your losses are indeed huge with this move. It's really a disadvantage if you use it in a fight."

Gu Qingcheng's Taoist mind became much more balanced, and she frowned again and said:

"I don't know if this Wang Zaizhi took the wrong pill, but he is targeting you like this? He is not like this on weekdays. Although he is arrogant and domineering, he is not so rude."

This disciple was just following orders;

Li Ping'an just saw the back of Elder Bi walking away at the viewing platform, and felt quite refreshed.

After all, Li Ping'an had begun to think about how to resolve the 'threat' from an inner sect elder, an immortal qi-refiner.

The threat from the small group of deputy leader Mo Yi is getting bigger and bigger.

But now there is a chance...

He said: "Everyone is a little young and energetic, I will restore my mana first."

"Please! Let's drink and talk after the competition!"

Li Ping'an closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to concentrate on absorbing the power of the medicine.

A little ice blue fairy light appeared behind him.

Qingsu didn't know when she had arrived behind him, standing with her hands behind her back like an orchid in an empty valley.

…

At the same time, in the center of the auditorium.

"Fellow Taoist Dazhi, it's really remarkable that my nephew Ping'an has such understanding."

"At such a young age, he was able to understand the secrets of the Wan Yun Sect, as well as his own self-created fighting techniques, and easily defeated the peak of Void Refining with the state of light condensation. Why don't we only have half a disciple like this in our sect?"

"If I really want to say it, Taoist Da Zhi is more amazing, the Three-Year-Old Wonderland!"

"No wonder your Wanyun Sect has kept its gates closed for the past two years. Even we can't believe it? Hahahaha!"

Amidst the laughter and chatter of the heads of the Friend Sect, the head of the Wan Yun Sect laughed from ear to ear.

Li Dazhi's lips almost reached behind his ears, and he held his hands with a smile: "Seniors, you are so complimentary, so complimentary! My son likes to figure things out, and he may have some understanding, but young people don't have enough character, so we can't be praised like this. Fall into his ears, otherwise he will have to float up to the sky."

"That's a bad statement. My nephew, Ping An, behaves with moderation and politeness. He is really like a dragon or a phoenix among men!"

"Senior Brother Yunmo? Does this little friend Ping An have a Taoist companion?"

Taoist companion?

The leader, Taoist Yunmo, looked at Li Dazhi.

Li Dazhi's thoughts changed slightly. Although he didn't understand the meaning of the leader's look, marriage usually sacrificed the happiness of the couple...

Li Dazhi smiled and said: "Ping'an, this kid is devoted to Taoism. What did he tell me before? Taoist companions will only affect the progress of his practice. He also wants to become an immortal as soon as possible and make more contributions to the sect. Before he becomes an immortal, he will not Think about Taoist companions."

"My character is commendable, my character is commendable!"

"Alas, our Yuanzong, Wei, is currently facing external and internal problems. If we could have a few more disciples like this, things might turn out differently. This is all just due to incompetence..."

The leader, Yun Mo, sighed: "It's hard to predict the rise and fall of a sect, so Brother Dao, don't blame yourself too much."

The topic here turned to the current situation of Wei Yuanzong.

Li Dazhi quickly suppressed his smile and sat behind the leader, frowning and listening.

The master arranged for him to listen and watch here, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity, study hard and seek progress.

Today, when he saw his son fighting with the Xu Lian disciple, Li Dazhi completely figured it out.

In the current situation, it was no longer possible for him to escape unscathed if he wanted to.

Sometimes, if you don't try hard to rush forward, you will be stepped down hard by others. Even if you don't mean to harm others, others do not mean to harm others.

Not fighting is self-destruction in disguise.

Let’s not mention that Li Dazhi was secretly cruel there;

Not to mention that Mu Ningning was surrounded by several senior sisters, using the pagoda to deliberately poke her thin skin;

In the corner of the cloud platform on the west side, there is a petite young female cultivator with a double bun, looking at the disciples fighting on the ring with complex eyes.

Wen Linger sighed quietly.

From what she saw from the battle of the human list, she fully understood why the inner disciples were called the proud ones of heaven, and why a handyman disciple like her was not taken seriously by the inner disciples.

The gap is just too big.

Wen Ling'er actually earned a lot of spiritual stones in the town where she originally lived. The Wan Yun Sect was always generous to working disciples like them, and provided them with plenty of elixirs and magic weapons;

She had always felt that her cultivation speed was not too slow. As long as she could reach the True Realm within three hundred years and extend her longevity, there would be a slim chance of becoming an immortal.

But now, Wen Ling'er's Taoist heart was hit hard.

Are all the inner disciples monsters?

Those who are fighting today are all disciples who have started within ten years.

Wen Ling'er suddenly understood why Master only gave her the status of 'named disciple'.

It's not that the master only wants her to be a handyman, but that her qualifications and talents are not second-rate.

‘Alas, Master is actually pretty good to me. ’

Then, Wen Ling'er thought of the mission given by her master again, her eyes moved to the air, and the image of Li Ping'an casting spells in the air appeared in her mind.

‘Can we really hug this thigh? ’

Wen Linger continued to stare at the ring in a daze.

She was already preoccupied, and after watching the previous fight, she lost interest in continuing to watch the game. She sat there with random thoughts, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

After a while, Wen Ling'er's eyes became a little more lively, just because the Condensing Light Realm disciple stood on the ring again.

Wen Ling'er looked at Li Ping'an's handsome face. His voice was like a magic sound that lingered in her ears for a long time.

‘Don’t he use that powerful explosive weapon technique? ’

Wen Ling'er had such doubts in her heart, and she quietly looked at the figure holding a gun on the ring.

In Li Ping'an's fight, as well as in the subsequent fights, he only used spear formations and talisman formations at most. Although he won more and lost less in the fight, he still lost two games.

The battle for the local rankings came to an end, and Li Ping'an ranked seventh. With a cultivation level of the fifth level of the Condensing Light Realm, he was among a group of late-stage disciples of the Void Refining Realm.

Wen Ling'er sat in the corner holding her chin, her eyes always following Li Ping'an's figure, watching him chatting and laughing with the immortal sect talents beside him, watching him whispering to the bright and charming junior sister, and watching him respectfully address the immortals. What is the master telling you?

Gradually, Wen Ling'er's heart disappeared from those messy thoughts.

The competition on the first day came to an end, and the outer disciples who were watching the competition began to leave.

Wen Ling'er turned around to look for Li Pingan, only to see Li Pingan leaving in the clouds with a fat, middle-aged immortal.

‘This must be the lucky disciple of the Golden Immortal Patriarch mentioned by Master. ’

Li Ping'an suddenly lowered his head, and their eyes met across a long distance.

Li Ping'an showed a slight smile and nodded gently to Wen Ling'er.

Wen Ling'er was stunned for a moment and quickly bowed to return the salute, but when she looked up again, Li Ping'an and his father were gone.

A female disciple on the side asked: "Junior Sister Wen, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I was in a daze just now."

Wen Ling'er kept saying this, Yuwu Dunkong followed the queue of outer disciples, feeling a little happy in her heart.

I don’t know when Master arranged for her to go there;

She's got this thigh!

…

‘Wen Ling’er is also practicing in the mountains? ’

Li Ping'an thought about the manager Xiao Yue, and felt a little unsure.

This Manager Xiao cannot be said to be resourceful, but can only be said to be cunning.

Li Ping'an always felt that Manager Xiao had some plans since he gave him a piece of spiritual grass last time.

"dad."

Li Dazhi, who was thinking about something, turned around and looked over: "Well, what's wrong? Were you injured in the previous fight?"

Li Ping'an said in dialect: "That's not true. I'm just a little tired. The Exploding Spirit Technique is too distracting... The assembly line of magical weapons we prepared may have to be handed over to Mennei in advance."

"Oh?" Li Dazhi said with a smile, "I see that you used this spell today, so I can probably guess what you are thinking. If nothing happens, just make arrangements. Dad will cover you."

"Dad, if you want to present treasures to the door, you will be the main one," Li Ping'an warned, "If you just let me do it, it won't have any effect. You must be blessed by your identity, dad."

"Just arrange it."

Li Dazhi waved his hand, showing little interest in such a topic.

Li Ping'an handed a brocade box to his father, no longer speaking in dialect, and said directly: "This is a gift given to me by Elder Xiao Yue during the previous outer sect trial. Can you please take it to Shuchen Peak to help refine it?" An elixir to replenish your qualifications."

"oh?"

Li Dazhi took the brocade box and couldn't help but stare:

"This is not what we searched for for half a year last year but didn't find... This vintage is not cheap either! The value is extraordinary!

"What does Mr. Xiao mean?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "It's a gift from my elders and I dare not refuse it. This is what you taught me, dad. Anyway, I owe Elder Xiao a favor this time. I just rely on you to repay it in the future."

Li Dazhi laughed loudly: "Everyone pays his father's debt to his son. It would be better for you, as the son repays his father's debt! Okay, okay, I'll find an opportunity to give her some repayment!"

"Uncle Dazhi, why are you so happy?"

"Ping'an made a big splash today, Uncle Dazhi really hid it from us all!"

"Hahahaha! Peace! Where did you learn the secret method of detonating magic weapons?"

Several greetings came from the side, and a group of immortals came around in the clouds. Looking at the proud Li Dazhi and the budding Li Ping'an, they each prepared a lot of words of praise.

The soul of Li Ping'an's Lingtai was trembling slightly, and he immediately showed a gentle smile.

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