Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Then she turned her head and looked to the right side of the man.

The man on the right, wearing a linen robe and a bamboo hat, looks old and looks like an old man who collects wood and fishes, but the string of shrunken skulls hanging around his neck, each of which retains a terrifying aura that is enough to make the ancestor of the Ming family want to kowtow immediately.

Because these are clearly... the skulls of fusion monks!

The appearance of this person.

The air froze, and everyone's heart felt like it was being pinched by a big hand, making it difficult to even beat.

Just like this person.

It’s not that he is in the heaven and earth, but... he is the heaven and earth.

This mighty power, enough to rival heaven and earth, was something no one had ever encountered before.

The ancestor of the Ming family, who was sitting in the spectator booth, had his back wet with cold sweat.

Before, even when faced with a fusion cultivator, he could still make some comments. After all, he had followed his own leader to the Taixu Wanghe Sect for a meeting and had seen a fusion cultivator with his own eyes. But now, facing this person...

Even when he moved his lips, he felt a sense of blasphemy and guilt.

This is Mahayana!

The person at the top of the pyramid of the immortal cultivation sequence is second only to the supreme powerful person in the tribulation period at the top of the tower.

Ding Yu actually hides such a person?

Or is he a great monk from Region A?

The ancestor of the Ming family didn’t know.

But he knew one thing - today's events would come to an end with the appearance of this powerful Mahayana master, and would not escalate indefinitely.

He didn't believe it either.

Lu Zhiqiu can also snap his fingers and transform himself into a powerful Tribulation Crossing expert with infinite grace and rarely seen in ancient and modern times.

Beside the ancestor of the Ming family.

Representatives from many sects also felt their hair stand on end.

after all.

They had never even seen a fusion of them. Even Lianxu only broadened his horizons today after seeing Taoist Yuhai and Lu Zhiqiu.

Now, in the blink of an eye, a Mahayana figure flew out from nowhere.

It's like a toad suddenly seeing a real dragon.

How can they accept this?

Their brains are usually quite sensitive to the tricks of martial arts, and they are always at a disadvantage in the intrigues among the various factions of the sect.

But at this moment, it was like being poured into a lump of paste and stirred violently thousands of times with a shit-stirring stick. It had become completely sticky and had lost all ability to think.

The ordinary figure of Emperor Tianhun.

To them, it was as dazzling as the sun, and just one look at it would make their pupils sting.

"This, this, when did Ding Yu become so powerful?"

"If such a powerful being is hiding in Dingyu, then how has the Taixu Wanghe Sect been able to dominate for thousands of years? Why has this person remained relatively unknown for so many years? Is he subject to some kind of restriction? Or is he wary of someone?"

"If they came from the Upper Three Realms, what price would it cost to invite them? Would you invite Senior Dacheng to come all this way just for this unpresentable bet?"

On the field.

Only Yuhai Taoist and Bailiuxing Island Master Xu Wangling, who was the most powerful Void Refining Master among the crowd, was still sober.

My brain was racing, questions popping up one after another.

and.

Her question was exactly what Lu Zhiqiu wanted to ask.

Emperor of Heavenly Soul!

This old man in linen clothes and a bamboo hat is an ordinary stranger.

This was the first Mahayana expert Lu Zhiqiu had ever seen in his past and present lives.

Unsurprisingly.

Because the gap is too big, the Zhaoshi Book cannot show the other party's life, just like Luo Guanhe, the leader of Taixu Wanghe Sect.

He also had no way of knowing whether this person was Luo Guanhe.

As for the other two - the evil one by nature and the evil one by man.

Lu Zhiqiu took a quick look.

His life experience was similar to that of Di Xiong Mu Mian, who was killed by her sword before. There was nothing special about it, and there was no extra gain.

Even the location of the Heavenly Soul Palace could not be seen from them.

This also made Lu Zhiqiu secretly guess:

Is it possible that the small world of the Heavenly Soul Palace was built by the Heavenly Soul Emperor using very high-level materials, or that it was set up with an extremely high-level formation, which made it difficult for her to check?

Just like when I was in the Xilan Realm and reading the information of the Huagu Sect Leader, I couldn't see her immortal pupils.

Lu Zhiqiu wanted to know a lot of things.

May be limited by objective conditions.

There is no way to understand.

but……

She collected her thoughts and cast her gaze towards the skull necklace around Emperor Tianhun's neck. She seemed to have thought of something and said with a curled lip:

"What's the point of wearing this rubbish? He's like a nouveau riche, afraid that others won't know that he's killed so many fusions."

"But I'm curious."

"Dingyu is so small, there are only a few cultivators in the Void Refining stage. Where did you get so many Fusion cultivators?"

The old face of Emperor Tianhun showed a hint of pride:

"What does a little brat know?"

“Of course, this is something we cultivated ourselves.”

"Do you think that the Heavenly Soul Palace, like the cultivators like you, needs a thousand years of hard training before they can achieve the position of Transformation of the Spirit and Refining of the Void?"

"Big mistake."

"A hundred years is enough for us."

Lu Zhiqiu felt a bit disdainful of Emperor Tianhun's words.

Is a hundred years too short?

If we ignore the time simulated by the Zhaoshishu, she was still just a twenty-year-old girl, but she had already punched the Huashen and kicked the Lianxu.

She stroked her chin, thinking:

"But behind rapid development, there are inevitably many costs."

"Could it be that these are defective products that failed to achieve satisfactory results under the quick-fix method of the Heavenly Soul Palace?"

Emperor Tianhun nodded approvingly:

"Your brain is pretty good, your guess is right."

"Although our quick-learning method is excellent, it is extremely harmful to the cultivator. After completing it, most cultivators either lose their sanity and are no longer human, or they only reach the fusion realm but lose their combat capabilities..."

Lu Zhiqiu crossed his arms and said:

"So you just killed them all?"

Emperor Tianhun smiled faintly:

"Don't kill them and keep them for the New Year?"

"Anyway, they can't contribute to the Heavenly Soul Palace in any other way. In a sense, they are just a piece of flesh with a lot of spiritual power and cultivation level. It's better for me to use them to absorb their power."

Lu Zhiqiu looked strange:

"Why is it that every time I meet a villain, he likes to suck people's power? I don't know who started this evil trend."

"If there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely check it out."

Emperor Tianhun sneered, his old wrinkles squeezed together, revealing an ugly smile, and said sarcastically:

"How else can you find out? Unless you travel back to the ancient barbaric times, but in this world, there is no way to reverse time and space. Not even immortals can do it."

Lu Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly:

"How do you know that immortals can't do it?"

Emperor Tianhun chuckled and did not respond, but continued with the previous topic:

"But don't underestimate this quick method."

"Over the years, under my careful training, there are still three fusions that have reached the same state as ordinary people. They are Tian Xiong, Di Xiong, and Ren Xiong. You have already met all three of them. You should have been there when Di Xiong and Mu Mian died."

"Speaking of which, I really don't know where the Taixu Wanghe Sect got that immortal strike."

Speaking of the back.

Emperor Tianhun himself was also a little puzzled, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked puzzled.

His reaction.

Lu Zhiqiu took it all in, and at the same time, he was secretly guessing in his heart:

Is this person Luo Guanhe?

It wasn't because of these words that Lu Zhiqiu began to doubt his guess. After all, the words could be false and made up.

but.

If the Heavenly Soul Emperor was Luo Guanhe, he would not have risked his life to capture her today, because Luo Guanhe knew that she had the magic sword.

It just so happens that this time can be used as a test.

Lu Zhiqiu's gaze once again rested on the skull string hanging around Emperor Tianhun's neck.

Precisely.

It's the rope that holds the skull together.

But of course Emperor Tianhun would not find out so much. He just thought that Lu Zhiqiu was still thinking about his family's quick method, so he couldn't help but strike while the iron was hot:

"How about it, do you want to join?"

"With your talent, I think it will be no problem for you to undergo the tempering of the secret technique. You have a bright future ahead of you. Becoming a fusion or even a Mahayana cultivator won't be difficult."

Lu Zhiqiu rolled his eyes, pointed at Tian Xiong and Ren Xiong, who had remained silent since the appearance of Tian Hun Emperor, and asked with a smile:

"I wonder what your two subordinates think of what you just said about destroying defective products."

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

The two were startled by Lu Zhiqiu's gesture and jumped up from where they were standing. They were no longer silent and shouted loudly:

"You bastard, don't try to sow discord."

"I have a very good relationship with the Palace Master, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Those defective products, although they failed to break through, had already reached the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation stages before failing to advance to the Fusion stage. Without a quick way to achieve success, they might have spent their entire lives just building the Foundation Pill, and there would be no way they would have achieved the glory of the next hundred years."

"If word gets out about this deal, I don't know how many people will rush to do it."

Say it.

The two of them also glanced at the spectators shivering on the ground.

Especially the low-level disciples of Xuanjianmen.

Among the thousands of Qi training and foundation-building disciples, many of them showed signs of thought and struggle after hearing what the two said.

But more than that, there is a faint yearning.