Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The voice just fell.

The clouds in the sky changed color, and a middle-aged man in Taoist robes came riding a crane.

It was night time.

The cold moonlight, coupled with the man's clean Taoist robe, further highlights his sage-like demeanor.

See this person coming.

In the first row of judges' seats, the three members of the Chu family turned pale instantly.

The spectators and players on the field looked at this immortal who had descended to earth with curiosity.

News from Huatian Sect.

Only the top leaders of the eight great families and a few organizations such as the Anti-Heaven Alliance among the independent cultivators knew about it.

Ordinary independent cultivators and disciples from aristocratic families are unaware of this.

Even the two independent cultivator judges who were the leading figures in the weapon refining world had only heard that behind the eight great families there was a mysterious force called the Huatian Sect, which was extremely mysterious and powerful, but they had never seen it.

He doesn't even know the truth about the Huatian Sect.

but no matter.

The arrival of a Jindan master is always exciting.

At this time, many people were already tidying up their appearance, fearing that they would not be able to leave a good impression in front of the Jindan seniors because they were not energetic enough, and thus miss the opportunity.

But obviously.

This immortal from the Huatian Sect didn't even glance at the others.

He just looked at the Chu family members in front of him who were obeying orders and snorted.

He looked at Old Man Zheng again and said calmly:

"You know that my cultivation time is precious. If you rashly summon me to the lower realm, you will be punished if what you say is untrue!"

When he heard the word "punishment", Old Man Zheng shuddered.

But he still squeezed a smile from his wrinkles, pointed at the hole that had been blown out, and said flatteringly:

"Please look, this cave must be the mechanism they use to produce inferior blood and qi."

The immortal nodded, expanded his spiritual sense, and explored the cave entrance on the mountainside.

After a moment, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve and slapped Old Man Zheng away, cursing:

"Take a look for yourself, what's inside?"

Old man Zheng was shocked by the immortal and bumped into the cave entrance, so he looked down.

His face turned pale immediately and he murmured:

"Impossible! I spent a lot of effort to bribe many disciples of the Chu family, and only then did I find out that every March, the family leaders come to this mountain. The mystery must be hidden here."

"But why...these are just refined magical instruments."

Just as he said.

There were no mechanisms in the cave, only piles of swords, spears, halberds and other magical weapons.

The Golden Elixir Immortal said expressionlessly:

"You are lying and disrespecting the Immortal Master, and you should be executed."

The immortal pointed it out with one finger.

Before Old Man Zheng could explain, he was engulfed by the surging golden light and completely turned into ashes.

Afterwards, the immortal looked at the Chu family and nodded slightly:

"That's right, An obeyed the imperial edict and completed the task well. The Chu family... deserves a reward!"

He waved his hand.

Several spiritual medicines of high quality fell into Chu Yingshi's arms.

Afterwards, the immortal stopped his cold gaze on the high platform, looking at the Qi-cultivating monks who were flying on swords to watch the weapon-refining competition.

The monks were delighted, thinking that their chance to become immortal was approaching.

But the immortal pointed out and said coldly:

"You dare to fly in the air in front of the immortal, you deserve to be punished."

Just say it.

Several sword lights flew out from his fingers, instantly cutting off the left arms of hundreds of people, and blood spilled all over the sky.

Some people still had the joy of meeting an immortal master on their faces, until they felt a sharp pain in their shoulders and realized that what they had seen was not an immortal, but a demon, a terrifying devil who would start killing people at the slightest disagreement!

But they dare not speak out.

The power gap is too great.

The falling of hundreds of arms was like a warning bell, instantly extinguishing the noise in the place, and no one dared to even breathe.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop.

But the immortal has not stopped yet.

He looked around, frowned slightly, and then made a gentle gesture:

"You, the common people, are facing the Immortal's face directly. Even if you haven't committed any serious crime, you should still be punished lightly!"

The golden light fell in unison, causing everyone on the field to fall into a brief coma.

Lu Zhiqiu had 120 Qinguan swords to suppress her sea of ​​consciousness, so she was naturally not afraid of this kind of mental attack, but she knew that when everyone came to their senses, they would not remember what had just happened.

This is exactly the Huatian Sect’s method of erasing memories!

The immortal no longer stays.

He turned around and flew up into the sky on a crane, disappearing without a trace.

It took a while.

Everyone on the field came back to their senses, covered their heads, and murmured:

"What happened just now? I didn't drink with my brothers. How come I lost my memory?"

"Me too. It seemed like the rat-bearded man's furnace exploded just now, and then we all fainted. Could it be that we were hit by the impact?"

"Speaking of the man with the rat-beard, why did he suddenly disappear... No, why is my arm gone too?"

"Not only that, our arms are gone!"

……

After waking up.

Everyone on the field was in chaos, talking about the recent coma.

The Qigong cultivator looked at his empty arms with a pale face, not understanding what had happened.

The three judges from the Chu family had no time to appease them for the time being.

After Huatian Sect's Jindan left, they quickly flew to the Changxu Mountainside and looked into the cave.

The black blood pool was clearly exposed inside, still bubbling with steam.

The three of them looked at each other and saw panic and confusion in each other's eyes.

That being the case.

Why did Zheng Laogui and the immortal from Huatian Sect seem to have seen nothing just now?

"Three of you, let's finish the weapon training competition first. We'll discuss it in detail later."

The messenger did not deliberately conceal the location.

The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in white in the audience. Although she looked weak, she was still smiling and greeting them.

The three of them understood and quickly used the magic of moving mountains to fill the hole, and then returned to the scene.

"Dear guests, I'm very sorry. The rat-bearded man just refined a magic weapon that devoured its master. The shock of its emergence caused everyone to faint."

"Some friends who were standing high up in the sky unfortunately had their arms cut off by magic weapons."

"But don't worry, everyone. We have completely destroyed the magic weapon. The hole on the Changxu Mountainside that we just filled is the trace left by our battle."

"This matter is due to our Chu family's lax investigation, which allowed the evildoers to sneak in. We will do our best to provide assistance and compensation for your injuries."

Chu Yingshi was decisive.

He immediately dissolved the several pills given by Huatian Sect's Golden Elixir in water and distributed them to everyone present.

Special care is given to Qigong practitioners with broken arms.

For a while.

Everyone felt a warmth in their stomachs, and their cultivation even showed signs of increasing.

Even the anger on the faces of those monks with broken arms had subsided a lot.

After all, this was the elixir originally prepared for the cultivators who were building their foundation, but now it was distributed to those who were training Qi and strengthening their bodies. Even after being diluted repeatedly, the medicinal power was still extraordinary.

Chu Yingshi said again:

"My dear friends who have broken their arms, I'm afraid this injury will never heal. As an apology, my Chu family is willing to give you a high-grade Qi training tool free of charge. I hope you will forgive me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of those monks with broken arms all turned from gloomy to bright.

Some people even had a look of regret on their faces, as if they wished their other arm was broken off so they could exchange it for another high-quality magic weapon.

The boost this kind of magic weapon can give them is greater than even having ten or a hundred arms.

As for the broken arm, it affects the qi and blood, and then affects the foundation.

To be honest, few of them have confidence in their foundation building.

Exchange an arm for a top-grade magical tool for practicing Qi.

Only fools don't like it.

At this point, everyone had no objections.

Chu Yingshi wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The two independent cultivator judges looked at each other, bowed to the three people from the Chu family, and said in admiration:

"We two pride ourselves on being as skilled as others in weapon training, but when it comes to dealing with magic weapons, we were both caught in the same trap and knocked unconscious, losing all our memories. We are far inferior to you three brothers."

"Thank you, three brothers, for subduing the demonic weapon in time. Otherwise, I'm afraid our lives would be at stake today."

"Since we are both judges, we are equally responsible for this matter. Brother Chu will compensate us with a high-grade Qi training tool, and we will also share the responsibility of refining a portion as an apology."

Chu Yingshi was stunned for a moment.

But don’t refuse free labor that comes to your door.

He immediately thanked them and accepted their kindness.

Lu Zhiqiu was in the audience, watching Chu Yingshi's various reactions.

I secretly sighed in my heart:

He is indeed an old fox who has been running the family business for many years. His ability to cope with emergencies is truly admirable.

He has both courage and sufficient adaptability.

Only in a few words can the crisis be eliminated.

Chu Xuannan, who was standing by, covered her forehead and murmured:

"Where on earth did that rat-bearded man come from? He's actually refining a magic weapon in the middle of a competition."

"As a result, the magic weapon went out of control and caused such a big mess."

"Luckily, I didn't fly up into the sky with my sword, otherwise my arm would have been chopped off by the magic sword. I really wouldn't be able to complain."