Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

"boom"

The man in the early stage of Jindan flew out.

"Hong Min, thank you."

After saying that, he grabbed the storage ring and his magic weapon.

"Hey, I made a lot of money today."

"Come on, Xue'er, I'll give you two million. Spend it as you like."

"These three million are given to Changkong."

Now everyone is numb.

Everyone was still waiting for the big battle, but it ended up being gone?

If they charge an entrance fee, you must ask for a refund.

"Zhong Wan, you cheated!"

Hearing the voice, Zhong Wan spoke:

"How did I cheat?"

"Your disciple is not a foundation-building cultivator at all."

"Then check it yourself. No one is stopping you."

Hong Min's spiritual sense instantly swept through Han Changkong's body.

It turned out that there was no golden elixir in Dantian.

Then I felt unwell.

Those 10 million spirit stones were the annual expenses for everyone in her lineage.

However, he couldn't let so many people laugh at him at this moment, so he disappeared from the spot.

"Changkong, good job, let's go back."

So, he took the two disciples back to the rest area.

Han Changkong realized that the man named Hong Min must have had some grudge against his master.

Otherwise, why would they mock each other when they meet?

But I didn’t dare to ask.

What if something happens and you feel sad and cry.

Then I will definitely become a punching bag in an instant.

Han Changkong now understood.

There must be some so-called protagonist halo about me.

So, after this event, I never went out again.

The next morning.

Today is the first day of the event.

What was arranged was a ceremony.

Then there are various singing and dancing performances.

Then the geniuses from various sects came together to communicate.

But almost all of them are cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage.

Han Changkong found it boring.

Because there are so many beauties, it’s dizzying.

And you can’t see or touch it, isn’t that even more uncomfortable?

So I went back to my residence early and went to bed.

The second day is the competition among Qi-refining practitioners.

When Qi-refining cultivators compete, they use various magic techniques.

Various types of flying swords, talismans, etc.

The other monks watched with great interest.

Even Shangguan Xue was watching with great interest.

"You're a Divine Transformation cultivator, are you really taking this so seriously?"

"Brother, those are all disciples of our sect. I want to see if there are any good ones so I can accept them as my disciples."

Han Changkong was stunned.

Indeed, it is time for Shangguan Xue to accept disciples.

"Then you see, I'm going back to practice."

Because there are so many sects, big and small.

This Luoxia Festival is originally a grand event for the entire Luoxia Continent.

All the sects above level three on this continent have come.

More than one hundred sects competed and exchanged ideas.

It took seven days just to refine the Qi.

On this day, it was finally the turn of the foundation-building disciples.

"Brother, it's your turn next. How are you going to crush us?"

"Who is my opponent?"

"It seems that he is a disciple of Piao Miao Sect. Master asked you to give him some face."

"Ok."

After that, the competition on stage finally ended.

It happened to be Han Changkong's turn.

The man walked onto the stage slowly.

Just standing there.

A female disciple of Piaomiao Sect opposite.

The middle stage of foundation building.

"Brother, please show us your magic weapon."

Han Changkong was stunned when he heard this.

Yes, it seems that I don’t have a decent magic weapon yet.

So he took out a first-grade low-grade magic weapon from his storage bag.

There was an uproar.

"What kind of rubbish is this foundation-building disciple of the Wendao Sect using?"

"That's right, he still uses a first-grade low-grade flying sword after completing his foundation building."

"That's right, I'd even hate to use this flying sword to mow the grass."

Everyone in the Wending Sect was stunned.

I gave you three million spirit stones.

Can't you change to a more decent magical weapon?

The disciples of Wendao Peak deeply agreed with this at this time.

"No wonder Senior Brother Han used to beat us with just one punch."

"That's right, he doesn't actually use any magical tools."

"Yes, this magic weapon completely affects Brother Han's punching speed."

"But why did I hear that Senior Brother Han used to be a swordsman?"

Listen to the disciples' discussions.

Zhong Wan fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he was injured too badly at Wenjian Peak before?

Is it because you don't want to use the sword anymore?