Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Several days had passed since the Six Arts, and Wang Qiye was still savoring it. Incidentally, he was whipped a few more times. Wang Qiye dodged another whip shadow.

"Mu Wanqing, your whip skills have improved a lot!"

"That's it, watch out!"

Another whip shadow came.

Wang Qiye quickly dodged to the right.

But Mu Wanqing secretly exerted force with her wrist, and the whip shadow still had some strength left, catching up with Wang Qiye, followed by an electric current.

After months of training, he had some skills. Wang Qiye quickly turned the wood energy around, surrounded this energy, and slowly consumed it. As long as he intercepted and surrounded this energy early, he could minimize the damage. If this energy ran wild in his body, his skills would run slowly. If Mu Wanqing sent another thunder energy at this time, he would be electrocuted and numbed, and could only be slaughtered.

"Stop fighting, take a break!"

Wang Qiye sat down on the ground and began to regulate his breathing to dissolve the two thunder energies in his body.

"When are you going to take out your little snake and let me see it?"

Mu Wanqing also came over and sat down cross-legged.

"Didn't I take you to the mountain to check it out a few days ago? It refused to come out!"

"Humph, you are a liar!"

Wang Qiye felt helpless and didn't bother to pay attention to her. Ever since he said that in the Six Arts class that day, this girl has been thinking about him. But the "big black" was afraid of strangers, so Wang Qiye had no choice.

"Yes, yes, I was just bragging and lying to you."

"Humph, big liar."

Finally, the two energies were dissolved. After enjoying the numbness again, Wang Qiye felt that he had more or less developed some illusion of antibodies.

"Come on, keep going!"

Wang Qiye stood up first and brushed the dust off his butt.

"Fuck, are you crazy? What's the matter with the six-stroke trick?"

"You deserve it, don't run away if you dare!!!"

"You crazy woman, you can't afford to have fun!"

"You braggart, why don't you die?"

***

"Senior Sister Yuan, I'm here to see you again. Take a look at the new wine that just arrived on the mountain!"

Wang Qiye sat down next to Yuan Mengyao and patted the wine he brought.

Yuan Mengyao skillfully took out a small square table from the storage bag and placed two large porcelain bowls on it.

"Junior brother brings wine every month, but it costs you a lot of money!"

Wang Qiye sighed inwardly, wondering what it meant to use other people's spirit stones to treat them to drinks.

"Sister, it is said that it is hard to find a drinking buddy, and it is hard to find a soulmate!"

Wang Qiye knocked off the seal on the wine jar and opened the lid. He first sniffed it with his nose and then poured it into two bowls.

"Come on, Senior Sister, let's drink now, let's drink first as a sign of respect!"

After shouting, Wang Qiye drank a bowl of wine.

"happy!"

"Come on, drink more!"

The two big bowls collided again.

"Junior brother, you seem to be in a good mood today?"

Yuan Mengyao put down the empty bowl in her hand and pushed it in front of Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye picked up the wine jar again and filled the two empty bowls. He observed Yuan Mengyao's complexion. It seemed that the wine he had been drinking for nearly a year was not in vain. The longing was hard to resolve, and the pain of separation from Senior Sister Gu was almost gone.

"Sister, you must know that one day is happy and another day is unhappy. Why bother yourself with troubles?"

A faint smile appeared on Yuan Mengyao's pale face.

"I understand a lot of great principles, but I still can't live a good life!"

This sentence made Wang Qiye feel confused and dazed for a while.

"Respect this great truth!"

Yuan Mengyao also picked up the big bowl and touched it.

"Cheers to this life!"

"drink!"

Both of them drank the bowl of wine in one gulp. It was obvious that Changyue drank more, but Yuan Mengyao was better at drinking. Yuan Mengyao didn't lie down on the small square table until the wine jar was empty. Wang Qiye stood up tremblingly and walked towards the wooden house with the help of Heitiezhu. After walking only a dozen steps, he suddenly felt empty under his feet and fell to the ground, never getting up again.

***

In the past few days, everyone in the sect has become busy, cleaning everywhere, renovating houses and tiles.

The annual demon-killing ceremony is coming again.

This was the second demon-killing ceremony that Wang Qiye would go through since his soul traveled through time. He specially put on the new clothes that he had received from the errand hall yesterday. After a quick wash, he picked up Wentian from the desk and thought for a while. Today was a day to drink spiritual wine, eat spiritual fruits, and improve his cultivation, so he put Wentian down again. He opened the door and walked towards the errand square.

Arriving at the Miscellaneous Square, it was still too late. Many senior brothers and sisters had already arrived at the square, all sitting in front of a small square table. Wang Qiye looked up at the high platform in the square, where there were five empty small square tables. The outer sect elders would distribute spiritual wine and spiritual fruits here. The spiritual fruit we ate last year was "Lan Xingzi", but I don't know what spiritual fruit they will distribute this year?

"Wang Qiye, here!"

Li Erhu shouted loudly and waved at him.

"coming!"

Wang Qiye came to an empty small square table next to Li Erhu and sat down. He was so excited that he quickly practiced qigong to regulate his breathing and calm down.

"The elders have arrived. I greet all of you!"

Ouyang Changfeng stood up first, stretched out his hands and saluted.

All the senior brothers and sisters hurriedly stood up.

"Greetings to the elders!"

"Sit down, let the show begin!"

Elder Gongsun spoke.

The first person to perform on stage was one of the three newly promoted outer sect servants, Dong Jiangai. This nine-year-old girl was indeed a beauty, and she performed a sword dance. Wang Qiye couldn't help but sigh that a new generation replaced the old. No matter which world, the aesthetic vision of the senior brothers was the same.

The second person to perform on stage was the eldest brother and five younger sisters, who performed a magic fight together. Ouyang Changfeng, who loves to show off, why are you everywhere!

The third person to perform on stage was Mu Wanqing! No wonder she didn't practice with me for the past month. It turned out that she was rehearsing the program. Mu Wanqing performed a whip dance. Since it was a dance, it was naturally fancy and pleasing to the eye. At the last moment, nine bouquets of flowers were thrown onto the stage from somewhere. Mu Wanqing seemed to have been prepared. She played nine whip shadows, each of which hit the bouquets. The bouquets disintegrated instantly, and the petals scattered all over the stage, fluttering and attracting cheers from the audience.

After the performance, the main show began!

Elder Gongsun stood up.

"My fellow disciples, it's time for the annual Demon-Slaying Ceremony. We should remember the achievements of our ancestors, eradicate the Demon Cult, and create new glories!"

"Spiritual wine!"

Elder Gongsun raised his palm downwards, and more than a hundred wine glasses flew up. He pressed down with his other palm again, and another jar of spirit wine flew up. The lid of the jar of spirit wine opened automatically, filling all the glasses below.

"Disciples, take the wine."

After Elder Gongsun finished speaking, he pushed his hands forward. The wine glass filled with wine shot downward and landed steadily on the table.

"Thank you, Elder Gongsun."

All the disciples put their hands together and bowed.

After Elder Gongsun sat down cross-legged, he nodded to Elder Liu on his right.

Bearded Elder Liu understood.

"Disciples receive the spiritual fruit"

After saying that, he also raised his palm downwards, and more than a hundred empty plates flew up. He raised his palm downwards again, and a small bamboo basket flew up. The bamboo basket was like pouring beans, and a section of tender white bamboo shoots appeared on each empty plate. Then Elder Liu pushed with both hands, and another plate of spiritual fruits appeared in front of the table of the brothers and junior brothers.

"Thank you, Elder Liu."

All the senior brothers and sisters extended their hands and bowed.

Only then did Elder Liu sit down.

At this time, Elder Gongsun picked up the wine glass in front of him and shouted.

"Let's drink this wine together and celebrate the extermination of the demon!"

Wang Qiye hurriedly followed the crowd, picked up the spirit wine in front of his table, and shouted loudly.

"Celebrate the extermination of demons."

Then he raised his head and drank the cup of spiritual wine brewed by Lingxi Valley in one gulp.

Today's spiritual fruit is called Jiejiegao. It is the essence of black iron bamboo shoots that have been buried deep in the soil for five years and are about to break through the soil. This kind of spiritual fruit has the effect of strengthening the body.

"All disciples, quickly eat the spiritual fruit and meditate to regulate your breathing."

Elder Gongsun spoke again.

Everyone hurriedly stuffed the spiritual fruits on the plate into their mouths, ate them, and started practicing their skills.

Wang Qiye also picked up the essence of the black iron bamboo shoots on the plate, a small section of white and tender bamboo shoots, took a bite, and it was crispy and a little sweet like creamy soup. Mm, delicious, three or two bites, the bamboo shoots were swallowed.

Wang Qiye didn't waste any words. While the two warm currents were stirring his body, he started to practice his skills and began to absorb the two powers. After absorbing the two powers, before he had time to digest them, he felt like his whole body was on fire and his head was spinning like a top. This feeling was so intense that Wang Qiye fell drunk at the table before he could react.

When he sobered up, the moon was already high in the sky. Wang Qiye had just climbed up from the table, his head was still a little dizzy, and he didn't even open his eyes. He relied on his instinctive consciousness to meditate and regulate his breathing. As soon as he started practicing the exercises, his body was surrounded by a warm current. After this warm current flowed through his limbs and bones, it turned into steel needles and pierced into various parts of his body and bones. The pain came too suddenly, and when Wang Qiye reacted, he was about to scream.

It was covered by another layer of energy, which quickly transformed into flames, melting the steel needle. The whole body was like being in a furnace, melting the juice from the steel needle into the body and bones.

Until another wave of energy came, covered his whole body, and turned into dense steel needles, which pierced Wang Qiye so much that he lost his voice for a moment.

These steel needles were burned and melted by the flame energy. Wang Qiye felt like a whole lamb on a rack, with steam rising from every pore on his body...

Until these two energies are digested.

Wang Qiye could no longer suppress his cultivation.

It is already the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Wang Qiye slowly opened his eyes and looked around with tired eyes. Li Erhu was still meditating and practicing Qigong. Two-thirds of the brothers and sisters in the square were also practicing Qigong. Wang Qiye stood up and did not disturb Li Erhu. He dragged his tired body to the cafeteria and began to wolf down his food. After eating, he felt sleepy again. Finally, he dragged his tired body back to the wooden house. He could no longer bear it and fell asleep on the floor.