Little Flowermaker's Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 41 Grievance 1

Qin Ziang slowly walked to the wood pile and stared for a while, then half narrowed his eyes and began to concentrate.

He shouted softly, and a red flame immediately appeared on the wood, echoing the colorful fireballs emitted by the blue eyebrows next to him.

Seeing this scene, the disciples applauded one after another, and the blue eyebrows stood aside and nodded slightly, and their eyes were full of appreciation.

Qin Ziang looked at home and stretched out his fingertips and bounced gently. The red fireball suddenly turned quickly and merged with the colored fireball at the other end into a big fireball, and the light instantly increased more than ten times. The main body of the fireball is red, surrounded by flames. Slowly, the fireball began to change its shape. After the initial circle was continuously stretched, it grew wings, and the parts that birds such as feet should have. When the fireball was completely finalized, it turned out to be a *, with colorful light all over its body, which was extraordinary. * Under the stunned gaze of the disciples, he fluttered his wings and flew to the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Qin Ziang slowly opened his eyes and walked back to the crowd after bowing slightly in front of the blue eyebrows. He didn't hear the exclamation of the crowd, and his face didn't care. At this time, a purple electric light flashed past his side and turned back, and was about to hit his body.

Qin Ziang's body stopped motionless and read the secret in his mouth. A wall burst out of thin air in front of him and forced the purple electric light back several meters. After a few rounds in the air, the purple electric light sank into the forest in front of it, and quietly flew back to the palm of the blue eyebrows behind it without everyone knowing it. The light on the purple electric light trembled, turned into the shape of a sickle, slowly turned transparent, and finally disappeared.

"Oh! What is the elder holding in his hand?

Because the blue eyebrows were back to Zhao Xuan, the whole process of the purple sickle from the beginning to flying back to his hand was seen by Zhao Xuan, who hid behind the grass.

The purple sickle was secretly sent by the blue eyebrows. No one present noticed his action except Zhao Xuan. The reason why he used the purple sickle to attack Qin Ziang was to test how deep his cultivation was. Since Qin Ziang appeared on the stage just now, Lan Meizi has felt that he is not a general person, and coupled with his transformation *, how can this level be achieved by a disciple who has just started practicing Taoism? But even so, Lan Meizi still felt that Qin Ziang's cultivation was more than that, as he knew from the calmness and ease when he just transformed.

The blue eyebrow felt that the man was unfathomable, so he shot the purple sickle, which was completely beyond his expectation: how fast the purple sickle was that it was easily avoided by Qin Ziang. It can be seen that this person's cultivation is very unusual and completely comparable to that of an elder. But why is a person with such a profound cultivation willing to enter Konglun Mountain to learn from an ordinary entry-level disciple? This is what Lan Meizi couldn't figure out, but he thought about it: "Every year, there is no shortage of some well-based seedlings among the entry-level disciples of the two schools, and occasionally one or two particularly outstanding ones are normal." Thinking about it, he was relieved.

"Who else would like to come out and have a try?" Blue eyebrows shouted to the crowd.

Disciples, look at me and I look at you, and then turn their eyes to Qin Ziang. The last one raised their hands one after another as if they were suddenly encouraged by something, "The elder I'll try" and "And me."

Almost all the disciples raised their hands, and only Niu Xiaopang didn't say a word. It's really shameful. He has been practicing Taoism in Konglun Mountain for a year, but his grades are particularly poor and he can't keep up with the disciples of the same class who were punished by the master to come down the mountain to lay the foundation again. Master had taught him when Lan Meizi's firewood was ignited in Konglun Mountain. He just didn't want to show off. What he was afraid that he couldn't show off in the end. On the contrary, he laughed at other disciples for being a repeater.

Blue eyebrows glanced at the crowd and saw one of the disciples constantly jumping up on other people's shoulders, with the energy to show his hands. Seeing that he was so excited, his blue eyebrows pointed out and said, "Okay, it's you."

The disciple was not sure that he could light a fireball on the wood, but his confidence suddenly soared after he saw Qin Ziang's transformation * just now. He thought: Qin Ziang entered Konglun Mountain on the same day as everyone, and what he learns every day is the same. He can illusion *. Why can't I light the fireball? Thinking of this, he felt that he had endless energy, and even the true energy in his body that had accumulated for half a month was ready to move.

The disciple slowly walked to the firewood, began to close his eyes and concentrate for a while, and then slowly opened his eyes. "Go up." He shouted softly, but the wood did not have any reaction, not even a little Mars seedlings, let alone fireballs.

He "gets up" several times in a row, but still doesn't work. At this time, slight beads of sweat penetrated out of the face due to tension, and everyone laughed even more loudly.

The disciple turned his head and looked at the blue eyebrows with an embarrassed look on his face. Blue eyebrows waved his hand to signal him to go down, and shouted to everyone, "Who else wants to come up and try?"

The disciples who were competing to show their hands in the field were all like ventilated balloons and pressed their heads low.

"In that case, that's all for today. Let's all go back!"

After saying that, Lan Meizi flew away with light skills, and the disciples were also ready to go back. At this time, I don't know who in the crowd shouted, "Look, everyone! The little fat trousers had a big hole. Hahahaha!"

After hearing the sound, everyone suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of one of the disciples' fingers. Suddenly, everyone laughed.

Niu Xiaopang looked down at his trousers and saw a seven- or eight-centimeter-long opening on it, revealing the white trousers inside. When did you cut it?" His face suddenly turned red to the root of his ears, quickly put his hand behind his trousers, and then clamped his legs and walked slowly forward like a turtle.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed more happily at his embarrassed appearance.

"You..." Niu Xiaopang is angry and annoyed, but there is nothing he can do with this group of guys.

"Look at me, everyone! Like a turtle?" A younger disciple learned from Niu Xiaopang's walking, and smiled for a few steps, and then walked a few steps.

Niu Xiaopang was completely pissed off, and regardless of whether the back trousers were torn or not, he suddenly jumped up and flew to the disciple. He only heard a few cracks. The disciple was kicked a few feet on his back and fell a few meters away.

After the disciple got up, he immediately used the true qi in his body to provoke a pile of small stones on the ground to hit Niu Xiaopang. With his current cultivation, he could only make this move.

Niu Xiaopang was so angry that he flew over again and was about to kick the disciple in the face. At this time, a white figure suddenly flashed over, and there was no way he moved. Niu Xiaopang had been kicked and hit a tree, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Fat." As soon as Zhao Xuan saw this scene, he quickly ran to Niu Xiaopang and picked him up. "Fat, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, but it hurts a little when he kicked me in the chest." Niu Xiaopang pointed to Qin Ziang and said hatefully.