Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

"Brother Wang, did you bring food? Come and have a taste?"

Ling Mufeng took out a food box, took out four dishes, a soup, and two empty bowls.

"That's great, you can do this?"

Wang Qiye came back to the place where he had crossed his legs just now and took the pair of chopsticks and a bowl of rice that were thrown to him.

"It was given to me by my junior sister before I left. It's not worth mentioning."

Wang Qiye was extremely envious. How come his fellow apprentice sisters were so stupid that they couldn't understand this?

The four dishes and one soup seemed to be placed on a revolving table, floating back and forth between the two of them.

"How can we have good food without wine?"

Wang Qiye took out a jar of black-scaled wheat wine from his storage bag, and then took out two large porcelain bowls. He opened the seals, filled the bowls with wine, and sent one bowl to the other side with one hand without revealing a drop of wine.

"Life is so short, it's rare to have a half day of leisure, brother Wang, please!"

Ling Mufeng took the bowl of wine and drank it first.

"please!"

Wang Qiye also wanted to make a few elegant toasts, but after a long time, he could only utter one word. He could only vent his anger in the wine and drink it in one gulp.

Among all the fellow Taoists present, some took out food, but they were the only two who ate on the arena like these. They were considered two oddities.

"What kind of wine smells so good?"

A sloppy young man, with holes in his Taoist robe, looked over following the smell of alcohol.

"Hey, young man, can you give me two bowls of wine? Then I will hit you less harshly later!"

Wang Qiye took a bite of food, put it in his mouth, chewed it for a few times, and then turned to look at the stage. This weirdo probably hasn't taken a bath for several years. He can be clean with a cleansing technique, but he does this. It seems that everyone hates him.

Wang Qiye turned his eyes to Ling Mufeng.

Ling Mufeng's relaxed expression turned a little more serious as he spoke.

"This person is the teacher and friend Liang from Qingdeng Pavilion. He is a heavy drinker and loves alcohol. He will do anything just to get a sip of alcohol."

Wang Qiye nodded, took out the last jar of Black Scale Malt Brew from the storage bag, and pushed it down with force.

"roll!"

The teacher's lazy eyes widened, as if he had seen a peerless beauty, and he could no longer move his eyes away. He just touched the wine jar with one hand, and then rolled along his arm into his arms. Then the whole person's arm was a cushion of flesh, and the person and the jar really rolled on the ground for five or six steps before stopping. He first put his nose in and took a few deep breaths, as if he still couldn't believe it.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm going to leave. I'm going to leave."

After sending the beggar away, Wang Qiye continued to eat. The reason why he gave him a jar of wine was not because he was afraid of him. It was just that he was in a good mood and didn't want to ruin the meal.

After that, no one was tactless enough to disturb them anymore. The two chatted, ate, and drank. Although they only drank three bowls, they both felt that they had met too late.

After having a good meal and a good drink, Wang Qiye fell asleep on the stage without any image. Only the White Wolf Ling Mufeng was still trying hard to maintain his image, meditating and regulating his breathing on the edge of the stage.

There are always some people who are short-sighted and can't stand Wang Qiye's comfortable look. They go up to the stage and light up their talismans.

"Lin Miaoxue from Qingyan Peak, I have come to ask for your advice!"

This time he was really annoyed. Being disturbed at the most comfortable moment, Wang Qiye slowly stood up. Every minute he stood up, the circulation of the spirit stone became more powerful.

Lin Miaoxue seemed to have seen an awakened beast, slowly opening its red eyes, dragging its heavy steps, and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Cold sweat slid down her neck and back, and she felt her calves trembling. She took a deep breath, and the flying swords in front of her split into six.

"go with!"

Wang Qiye ignored the six flying swords that attacked him. Each time, they left a bloody mark, but they were almost close to him. Looking at the female cultivator who was frightened and retreating, Wang Qiye showed no mercy and punched her.

"A Bamboo Asks the Blue Sky"

The punch easily shattered a light shield and hit the female cultivator. Lin Miaoxue was like a sandbag, flying under the ring. There was clearly a punch mark on her soft body.

The outer sect elder of her sect quickly caught it, took out a healing pill and stuffed it into her mouth. He didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Qiye and quickly treated her and stabilized her condition.

The other Qi-refining disciples who were still eager to try looked at this scene in surprise, secretly frightened. This beast was not only despicable, but also seemed to be quite skilled and a bit cruel. Under Wang Qiye's forcing gaze, they left the No. 9 ring one by one.

Ling Mufeng just opened his eyes for a moment and then closed them again, but the trembling of his eyelids clearly betrayed him.

Finally it was quiet. Wang Qiye casually patted his arms and looked towards other arenas.

Zhu Qishan, the Tingyu Sword, who was watching the situation from a distance, was stunned and almost got scratched on the face. After dodging, a bloody streak appeared on his neck. While the man in front of him had exhausted his old strength and had not yet regained his new strength, he "gently" kicked him off the ring.

The man below the ring saluted in return.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhu, for showing mercy!"

The crowd around started shouting again!

"I wish you great success! I wish you great success!"

Zhu Qishan's body trembled along with the sound waves.

The man on the No. 5 ring is also a wonderful person. Ever since Wang Qiye was reported but not punished, this disciple started to act. He fought back and forth with his opponent every time, and then knocked his opponent down at the 28th and 29th minutes.

He looked up at the sunlight. It was so beautiful that it would be a shame not to sleep. Wang Qiye did not insist any more. He lay down on the stage and fell asleep again.

Ten champions were chosen in the afternoon. Song Wujie took out a table and eleven stools from his storage bag and asked everyone to sit down. Wang Qiye thought the stools were too small, so he lay down on the ground not far away.

"Song Wujie from Qingyun Peak, I would like to wish you all the best in advance. Entrusted by the three great elders, I will be responsible for guiding your training for the next two months. Everyone, please introduce yourselves so that everyone can get to know each other."

"Qiye Wang of Qingzhu Peak, you guys practice your own things, don't count me in."

"How can you be like this? So selfish and not united at all."

A female champion spoke her mind and started to criticize.

Song Wujie was really troubled by encountering such a troublemaker at the very beginning, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Ling Mufeng from Qingyu Island, nice to meet you all."

Seeing that the situation had become awkward, Ling Mufeng quickly changed the topic to resolve the situation.

"Qingdeng Pavilion teacher and friend Liang, nice to meet you all."

"Qingyan Peak Zhu Qishan, nice to meet you all."

"Qingyu Peak Chu Liyue, nice to meet you all."

This is the female cultivator who spoke so outspokenly just now.

"Mo Yifei from Qingshan Peak, nice to meet you all."

This is the wonderful person who always finishes the task only when the time is up.

"Ye Qingyao from Qingshui Pavilion, nice to meet you all."

"Qingye City Yun Ruoyan, greetings to all of you."

"Qinghu Haining Yuxi, nice to meet you all."

"Qingjin Pavilion Wang Dafu, nice to meet you all."

"This time, our sect has two sets of preparations to deal with the Habala flag-grabbing battle." Song Wujie said.

"The first and most important item is a foundation-building puppet. When the time comes, the core components will be disassembled and carried by the five fellow disciples, and they will be able to pass through the gate. After entering, Yun Ruoyan from Qingye City will assemble it."

Yun Ruoyan stood up, clasped her fists and bowed to everyone present, then sat down again.

"The second thing is a set of combined formations with this foundation-building puppet as the main attacker and five people as the auxiliary attackers. In order to avoid any accidents, you all have to participate in the practice."

Song Wujie glanced at everyone and said, "So the responsibility of those who carry the puppet parts is particularly important. As long as the spirit stones are not used up, you will be invincible."

"So, you need to work out a rendezvous plan among yourselves to ensure that there are no mistakes."

"Brother Song, we should do our best for the sect, but if there are people, we may not come."

Chu Liyue looked at Wang Qiye, who was sleeping on the ground, with a sarcastic look, full of dissatisfaction.

"That's right, how can a person be so selfish!"

Zhu Qishan naturally hopes that he can do his part with this kind of help.

"It's better to send someone else instead of someone who is not conducive to unity!"

Wang Dafu also echoed.

Song Wujie glanced at Wang Qiye who was lying comfortably on the ground and could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

"Everyone has contributed to the sect, and the sect will not forget your contributions."

"Whether you capture a flag or defend a flag in the Habara Flag Seizing Battle this time, after you return, the sect will distribute half of the flag owner's profits to everyone who participated in the battle."

Having said this, Song Wujie deliberately coughed lightly, as if he was saying it on purpose for Wang Qiye to hear.

"As long as the sect disciples return alive this time, they can directly enter the inner gate."

"So, someone is still in the outer sect. He is not grateful yet. Come and join our team."

Chu Liyue started to act sarcastic again.

However, Wang Qiye remained indifferent and continued to lie on the ground and sleep.

"Let's eat first. We will start special training at Qingyun Peak tomorrow and set off in two months."

Song Wujie felt that he could no longer persuade Wang Qiye and could only give up.

Only then did Wang Qiye get up from the ground and sit on the stool.

"Hehehe, as long as I have wine to drink, I can do anything."

This teacher Youliang was still wearing the same attire, but there was a large wine jar beside him. He was reluctant to drink it all, so he only dared to drink half of it. He protected the wine jar tightly behind him, fearing that others would snatch it from him.

Song Wujie said as he took out a food box from his storage bag.

"If you perform well, you will be rewarded with a small pot of wine every day."

"real!"

The teacher's eyes immediately brightened up.

"I will definitely perform well, perform well!"

Song Wujie put the lunch box on the table and looked at Wang Qiye with melancholy. It would be great if everyone was as easy to deal with as Master Youliang.

Song Wujie put two fingers of his right hand together and cast a spell on the food box. The food box flew into the air and opened automatically. From it floated a stream of delicacies and landed on the table in an orderly manner. The food was still steaming. After the table was full, the food box closed automatically and fell into Song Wujie's hand. Song Wujie put it into the storage bag.

Song Wujie then directed the wine jug in front of him to fill the glasses of everyone present, then he picked up the glass and spoke.

"I have prepared some simple food and wine from the mountains. I wish you all the best in winning the championship."

"Thank you, Brother Song."

"Come on!"

Wang Qiye drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and a spicy taste filled his taste buds.

"Come on, pick up your chopsticks and eat some food."

Everybody was toasting each other and having a great time. Wang Qiye was just like an outsider, eating and drinking as he pleased.