Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Without chasing too far, Zhuang Baoxiang and Wang Qiye came back first. They just felt that this was a great battle and they ignored each other for the moment and sat under the black flag to meditate and recover. A small black snake climbed onto Wang Qiye's shoulder and lazily enjoyed the sunshine.

Wang Qiye lowered his head and took a look. The big black creature walked around but was still the same size and had not grown any taller.

Seeing that the two leaders had stopped, Fang Qingtian, Yu Jinyan and Su Yingmeng had no choice but to stop and began to clean up the entire battlefield, and then piled the spoils under the black flag.

"Sir, there's a snake!"

This was the first time that Dahei appeared. Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan were quite afraid of this soul-eating snake. After all, its performance just now was too ferocious, so they stayed away from it.

"Don't be afraid, we are one family."

Only then did Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan feel relieved and came closer to watch this fierce creature. Even Fang Qingtian was amazed and came over to observe it carefully. Dahei did not move at all and calmly accepted everyone's gaze.

"Monk, you rob people every time, do you have any shame?"

Wang Qiye, who had recovered to his full state, took a bite of the biscuit and glanced at Zhuang Baoxiang.

“Wang Qiye, I punched with my own ability, how can you say it’s robbery?”

Zhuang Baoxiang took a big sip of wine, burped, and then took a bite of the sesame cake.

"Monk, dare you to fight me?"

Wang Qiye was so angry that he ate what the monk left over every time. He ate too much and his teeth hurt.

"No self, true Buddha. Master said that monks don't fight until they are full."

Zhuang Baoxiang chanted a Buddhist name, then continued to eat his piece of cake and took a sip of wine.

Seeing this, Wang Qiye was so angry that he was fuming. When the hatred towards a person reaches a certain level, some strange thoughts will always pop up.

"Monk, let me tell you about a wife."

Wang Qiye had a wicked smile on his face, and his previous decadence was gone, and he suddenly became energetic.

"What is a wife?"

Monk Jiao Tan was already sweating coldly at this time, and he felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. The sweat beads on his forehead were sparkling in the sunlight, one, two.

Fang Qingtian's mouth twitched while he was eating the biscuit, and he quickly turned his head to the side.

"Woman, the kind that warms the bed."

Seeing that there was a chance, Wang Qiye was shocked. He stopped eating the cake and quickly drank up the remaining wine in the bowl.

"The selfless Buddha, the master said that I cannot get close to women."

Zhuang Baoxiang's charred head shook vigorously, then he picked up the bowl and drank a few sips of wine.

"Just tell me whether you want to be bad or not!"

There is no way to deal with this monk, but seeing his ugly appearance has become the only way for Wang Qiye to vent his anger. He will help him to the end and send the devil to the west.

"think_"

It took him a long time to finally utter a word, which made the charred monk sweat all over under the scorching sun, with his back and chest wet.

"Hey, that's right."

Wang Qiye slapped his thigh, just waiting for the monk to say this.

"Monk, follow me, Wang Qiye. You have no other skills. If you learn bad things, it will happen in a matter of minutes."

After saying this, Wang Qiye felt quite proud. He believed that with the losses he had suffered in the past, he would be able to discipline this charcoal monk.

"Monk, what do you think of this?"

Wang Qiye grabbed Su Yingmeng and stuffed her into Zhuang Baoxiang's arms.

"Sir, I don't want it."

"Wang Qiye, why did you give me your woman?"

Su Yingmeng stood up as if escaping and hid behind Wang Qiye. Wang Qiye shook his head and cursed her for being unlucky, then turned his head to Yu Jinyan.

Yu Jinyan also turned her head away in panic and ate the cake silently.

"Hey, it seems you are not lucky either!"

The monk agreed, but Wang Qiye became melancholy. He looked around and didn't see a single person. It seemed that there was no hope for him to expect someone to come and die.

"Um--"

A groan was heard and a figure lying on the ground shook.

Wang Qiye's eyes lit up, and he flew over, grabbed a female cultivator who had just woken up from a coma, and dragged her towards him while shouting.

"Monk, this is a match made in heaven. I think it's better to get married today than to wait for a better day!"

When he came in front of Monk Jiaotan, Wang Qiye directly stuffed the female cultivator into Zhuang Baoxiang's arms, feeling very satisfied.

"Can things turn bad after getting married?"

Zhuang Baoxiang looked at the beauty in his arms, with a delicate little face, a slightly open mouth, a high nose bridge, and a pair of deer-like eyes.

The female cultivator's delicate body trembled constantly, like a fallen leaf in the wind, curled up in Zhuang Baoxiang's arms. Her eyes were full of fear and despair. It was obvious that she had a deep understanding of this evil demon, so scared that she lost the courage to resist. Her curvy figure was wrapped in a light pink dress, revealing her charming curves. The design of this dress was quite bold. Not only was the neckline low, revealing her white collarbone and a touch of attractive ravines, but also showing off her slender legs. The hem of the skirt was just short, swaying gently with her trembling body, which made people think about it. This dress made her look more charming and attractive, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance. However, at this moment, she was like a frightened deer, which made people feel pity.

Su Yingmeng looked at the female cultivator with a pair of eyes full of surprise and doubt.

"Of course, come on, let heaven and earth be the matchmakers today, and I will be the officiant. Let's get this done now!"

As Wang Qiye spoke, he grabbed the female nun's clothes and pulled her out of the monk's arms. He pinched her neck with one hand and grabbed her arm with the other, and forced her to kneel in front of the monk.

"What are you standing there for? Kneel down quickly, monk."

"oh oh."

Zhuang Baoxiang also knelt down clumsily, looking at the female cultivator in a daze, then at Wang Qiye.

"Well, today, heaven and earth are witnesses, Zhuang Baoxiang and, by the way, what is your name?"

Wang Qiye grabbed her neck and exerted a little force, and a smooth and soft touch came over her. When the female cultivator felt the pain, she woke up from her daze.

"Su_Su Linye."

"Well, today, heaven and earth are witnesses that Zhuang Baoxiang and Su Linye are married."

"Bow to the sky!"

As he said that, Wang Qiye pressed Su Linye's head and knocked it to the ground.

"What are you standing there for? Come on, kowtow!"

Wang Qiye winked at the charred monk, and Zhuang Baoxiang then bowed his head and kowtowed to the ground.

"Two bows!"

Wang Qiye pressed Su Linye’s head again and made him kowtow to the ground.

This time, Zhuang Baoxiang didn't need to be urged. He seemed to have understood and kowtowed as well.

"The three couples bow to each other!"

Wang Qiye pressed Su Linye’s head again and kowtowed to Zhuang Baoxiang.

Zhuang Baoxiang also leaned towards Su Linye, bowed his head and kowtowed to the ground.

"Okay, okay, Fang Qingtian, why don't you go to the black flag and get 10 magic tools, 1000 spirit stones, and all the talismans as a betrothal gift to your master's wife!"

Wang Qiye laughed and put the seriously injured Su Linye into Zhuang Baoxiang's arms.

Fang Qingtian moved quickly. He packed all the things into a storage bag and placed it in Su Linye's hand. He looked at this extra master's wife with complicated eyes, then looked at Zhuang Baoxiang, and then at Wang Qiye. He felt that all this had turned his cognition upside down. He wondered if he had got on a pirate ship.

"My share of the money."

Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Fang Qingtian still took out three magic tools from his storage bag and handed them to his master's wife. Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan also stepped forward, each took out three magic tools and handed them to Su Linye.

"Where are my things?"

Su Linye leaned on Zhuang Baoxiang's chest without struggling. She breathed weakly and her voice was crisp. Combined with her beauty that surpassed Su Yingmeng and Yu Jinyan, she was really very imaginative.

"Yes, Su Yingmeng, return her things to her immediately."

Wang Qiye slapped his thigh and thought, since they are already one, even though it will only be a two-day romance, he will continue to act it out.

"Yes, son."

Su Yingmeng found all of Su Linye's things from the pile of treasures and presented them to him with both hands.

Su Linye knew during the attack that this fellow disciple from the Hehuan Sect had been taken prisoner, so he was not surprised. After taking the things, he just nodded slightly at her.

"And what about my ex-husband's things?"

Although her voice was very small and soft, she seemed to lack confidence and was obviously testing. But Wang Qiye's eyes flashed, and before she spoke, she was already frightened and panicked, and she burrowed into the arms of the charcoal monk.

"Su Yingmeng, what are you doing? Hurry up and find out her ex-husband's things. They are hers after all!"

"Yes, sir, I know I was wrong. I will find it right away."

Su Yingmeng left quickly and searched hard under the black flag. However, Wang Qiye felt that this girl was very talented and looked at her with appreciation. Perhaps it was really only this woman from the Hehuan Sect who could take down Zhuang Baoxiang in such a short time.

Su Yingmeng brought the things she found to the bride and presented them to her with both hands. This time, after Su Linye received the things, he just curled up in Zhuang Baoxiang's arms and stopped talking. He looked at the little black snake on Wang Qiye's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hurry up and get into the bridal chamber, monk! A night of love is worth a thousand gold."

Zhuang Baoxiang just chuckled, picked up Su Linye, and went to the corner where he often slept. The two disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Qiye watched the whole process with his arms crossed, feeling indescribably relieved, finally letting out a breath of anger. His thoughts were clear, and the heat in his body surged. He exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest, and the spiritual energy around his body suddenly became chaotic. The spiritual energy tide was like a storm hitting the shore, sweeping over. Wang Qiye's feet were unstable, as if he was drunk, his limbs swayed, and his whole body was steaming.

By the time Wang Qiye stood firm again, he had connected dozens of acupuncture points on his body and built a second highway, which was the second level of foundation building.

"Congratulations, sir. Congratulations, sir."

Su Yingmeng knelt down immediately, her eyes filled with joy, and she clasped her hands in front of her chest and bowed.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang."

Yu Jinyan's tone was sour. This demon has made another step forward. He had just established his foundation a few days ago. If it weren't for the fact that they had been together day and night these few days and had seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely not believe that he relied on his own ability, rather than elixirs, natural materials and treasures. This demon has made such rapid progress, and the gap between the two has become larger and larger. Is there still hope for revenge?

"Congratulations, Taoist Priest!"

Fang Qingtian looked at Wang Qiye with complicated eyes. It seemed that he had accomplished something extraordinary in this secret realm. His cheap master alone was already ridiculously strong, and the weird bald Taoist priest next to him seemed to be no worse.

"There are rewards! Each person gets a magic weapon and 100 spirit stones. Go and take them."

"Thank you, sir."

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

Fang Qingtian, Yu Jinyan and Su Yingmeng had all made a lot of money after the battle to defend the Black Flag treasure, so naturally they didn't need these little things now, but even a small thing is still meat, so they all went happily to pick up what belonged to them.

Wang Qiye finally had time to sit cross-legged and check the status of the second level of foundation building. After reaching the second level, the amount of spiritual energy in his body was four times that of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, and the speed of mobilizing spiritual energy was twice that of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. His whole body was strengthened as if covered with a layer of paper.

He stopped talking about it and began to practice Qigong to stabilize his state, carefully experiencing the second level of foundation building.