Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

Jin Zhan's strength is at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he is only sixteen or seventeen years old. With such cultivation at this age, he is definitely a genius no matter where he is.

As a genius, he naturally looked down on a person with a trashy bone structure who could only cultivate to the seventh level of Qi Refining by chance.

When Lu Hao saw the arrogant guy in front of him wanted to buy his martial arts, he refused without thinking.

"One hundred and fifty low-level spirit stones." Jin Zhan frowned and began to raise the price. He understood that this person probably wanted to take the opportunity to ask for more spirit stones.

He was determined to obtain this technique. If it could be combined with his cultivation method, its power would surely increase greatly.

"Three hundred low-level spirit stones." The coldness in Jin Zhan's eyes became colder, and he spoke again.

"I said I won't sell it, and that's it!" Lu Hao didn't want to waste any more words, so he refused again and prepared to leave.

When the monks around heard the price quoted by Jin Zhan, they immediately became noisy, realizing that this technique was most likely extremely extraordinary.

Some monks who arrived earlier regretted deeply that they had not bought the technique in advance.

"I believe that no matter how precious something is, it always has a price. Just name a price." Jin Zhan actually blocked Lu Hao's way.

"I won't sell it. Do you want to rob me?" Lu Hao wanted to leave, but was blocked several times. He couldn't help but sneered.

"With your useless physique and the seventh level of Qi Refining, I don't think you can use this technique at all!" Jin Zhan pointed out Lu Hao's cultivation level in front of everyone.

This move was extremely malicious. If one knew the opponent's actual cultivation level and saw that he possessed valuable skills, he would easily be targeted by desperate criminals of similar or even stronger strength. Once he left the gathering, he would most likely be ambushed and killed, and the skills would be stolen.

"There's no point in keeping it anyway. With your talent, you probably won't be able to cultivate those dragon auras. This technique will just be a pearl covered in dust in your hands." The pretty girl with long beautiful legs also agreed.

"I think you'd better be sensible and give this technique to my brother Jin Zhan. With his talent and understanding in cultivation, he will definitely be able to practice this technique successfully in time." The girl said with a sweet smile to Jin Zhan.

The tall girl was named Fuqiu. Like Jin Zhan, she came from a family of immortal cultivators. The two families had been friendly for generations, so they could be considered childhood sweethearts and grew up together.

Seeing that Lu Hao ignored her, Fuqiu began to talk about how fast his brother Jin Zhan had practiced since he was a child, how extraordinary his talent was, and how he was praised by the ancestors of the clan. She told him everything as if she knew everything about him.

Lu Hao estimated that she understood it better than Jin Zhan himself, which showed how much this woman admired her brother Jin Zhan.

The woman's summary was that if you didn't let her brother Jin Zhan practice this technique, it would be your fault.

It was a pure waste for Lu Hao to practice on his own. It was completely useless and it was a complete waste of this technique.

Fuqiu kept calling Jin Zhan "Brother", which made Lu Hao's head explode. At the same time, he became even more angry. This woman was so vicious that she belittled him to the point of being worthless, and even wanted to step on him in the toilet, while elevating Jin Zhan to the height of a genius that was rarely seen in a century.

"Okay, okay, the whole square knows that your brother Jin Zhan is a genius that only appears once in a century. Is that okay?" Someone around couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but say.

After all, geniuses are still a minority, and most people are monks with ordinary talents. Such high-profile showing off will naturally arouse the disgust of some ordinary monks.

Jin Zhan, who was originally feeling somewhat proud, noticed some unfriendly looks from the crowd, so he hurriedly called Fuqiu, who had not said she was having a good time, and left.

"It seems that I can only find a way to get it back from this hateful guy in the future." Jin Zhan said to himself.

Lu Hao also left here and found an inn to stay in. The environment here was very elegant. Each house had a separate courtyard with exotic trees and rare grasses planted in the courtyard. Various strange stones were made into rockery and tables and chairs, giving people a very fresh feeling.

The pavilion is covered with vines, and the gurgling spring water meanders over a small bridge, as if everything has returned to nature.

There are various free ingredients in the inn, most of which come from spiritual beasts. They are not only delicious, but also contain rich essence of heaven and earth, which is helpful for human cultivation.

The price of staying in the hotel is naturally very expensive, requiring three low-level spirit stones for one night, which makes Lu Hao feel very painful.

Pushing open the door, he found the spiritual energy inside was several times denser than that outside. He could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body was flowing faster.

These inns are built on a small spiritual vein. If you practice in such a place with rich spiritual energy, your speed will undoubtedly increase a lot.

If you take all these into account, three spirit stones a night is not too dark.

Lu Hao ordered a lot of spiritual beast delicacies, including roasted fire pig, boiled crane wings, and fried king yak. ​​All the delicacies filled the table.

He looked as if he was determined to take back what he had lost.

After finishing all the delicacies on the table, Lu Hao burped with satisfaction.

He began to prepare for his practice. He first took out the jade slip that recorded the Dragon Claw Hand. He exerted a little force with his palm, and the jade slip made a shattering sound. A soft light rushed into his mind.

There was an extra set of exercises in his memory, which was the complete version of Dragon Claw Hand. Lu Hao carefully read every word in his mind and entered the state of cultivation.

"So that's how it works. The changes are so complicated."

The spiritual power in Lu Hao's body circulated in an extremely complex route in his meridians, which was as complicated as passing through a giant maze.

He was completely immersed in cultivation until noon of the next day, when several bright lines appeared on Lu Hao's palms. It must be said that his talent was really scary. In just one night, he actually cultivated the first dragon energy.

If Fuqiu knew this, she would probably be scared to death.

In Lu Hao's palm, a small dragon transformed from energy was constantly moving and roaring. If this claw attacked a person, the lethality would be extremely terrifying.

Although this set of skills is powerful and domineering, it has a flaw, which is that it can only be used for close combat. In other words, the little dragon condensed by the dragon claw hand can only penetrate the enemy's body through physical contact.

Ordinary spells can perform long-range attacks, but this dragon claw hand cannot do that, so it must be fought at close range. This is not a big problem for Lu Hao, as he has extremely fast body movements and can naturally approach the enemy quickly.