"Sh * t, can't we see the situation in the arena?"
"Yeah, the picture is completely stuck. We can only see that the child has turned into a young man in a red and white robe. After that, the picture hasn't changed for a month. What the hell is going on? Who is responsible for the repair of this sign? Just now, a golden-armored soldier passed by, did you report it to him? "
"Sh * t, that golden-armored soldier can't even understand human language, what's the use of reporting it to him? If you talk too much, he will warn you not to interfere with official business … I say, is there anyone who is good at refining to go up and see how to repair it? "
"It's useless. All the equipment in this City of Immortals is the work of Dixian. Let's not talk about whether we can repair it or not … If we casually dismantle it, the golden-armored soldier will regard it as a hostile act and stop it on the spot."
Thinking of the behavior pattern of the golden-armored soldier in stopping hostile behavior, people felt creeped out, and no one mentioned the problem of repairing the sign.
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"Alas, it's a pity that we have no chance to watch it live. I heard that the central arena of Immortal One Area contains a space magical ability that can accommodate millions of spectators … But if your level is not high enough, you can't enter. I wonder who on our side has reached the standard."
"Some time ago, Master Huo Xu went to try it, but he was battered by the barrier … He is, after all, a middle-level Yuanying Stage expert, but he can't even enter the door. Us small fries in the Foundation Establishment and Qi Cultivating Stage can forget about it. Alas, to be able to see Supreme He Tu and that female Earth Immortal's magical ability for free, as well as the fight between Supreme Non-Phase and that boy is not a loss at all. "
"Yeah, after a month, I still have a bit of lingering fear when I think about that Yin and Yang Separation method … This is still seen through the broadcast of the sign. If I was there, I'm afraid my dao heart would be gone with just a glance."
"So, you're saying that not allowing unauthorized people to enter is a form of protection for us?"
"Who can say for sure … Alas, when I heard that the competition was about to begin, I traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Border Region to the Southern Heaven Region. Who knew that when I came to the City of Immortals, I've been waiting for half a year, but I haven't seen the competition officially start. Sigh, although there is food and water here, and the Spiritual Qi is enough for cultivation, I still feel like something is missing. "
— —
"Tch, a bunch of useless fellows."
In Area B3, a youth with slender limbs carried a basket of oranges and looked disdainfully at the group of cultivators gathered under the signboard in the center.
Over the past month, he was used to seeing these cultivators who were good at empty talk sighing. At first, he thought it was interesting, but now, he simply felt that they were a group of waste.
Yes, in this City of Immortals, there was food and drink, and life was worry-free. Before the competition started, there was not much to do, but this was not a reason for idleness. Nowadays, there were a lot of busy people in the city, and not everyone gathered under the signboard every day, waiting for the picture to be restored.
Most of the people who came to the City of Immortals, whether they were cultivators or mortals, knew that this opportunity was rare, and they would do their best to fight for it. For example … a certain youth who carried the oranges was one of them.
"Dead Face, the golden oranges that you wanted have finally arrived."
As Shu Si spoke, he unceremoniously kicked the door of a shop in the corner of Area B3. After a loud bang, the entire door was kicked away. But before it could fall to the ground, the wooden door floated in midair and stopped.
Then, a middle-aged Daoist with a livid face came out of the house.
"Okay, have you checked the quality?"
He reached out and pushed the wooden door back to the distance, and then took the basket of oranges from the youth's hand.
"Nonsense, how could I have made any mistakes when I was doing things? Of course, it has been checked. They are all high-quality goods. This basket of oranges is worth two hundred spirit stones. Speaking of which, Dead Face, what do you want so many oranges for? Your face is already ugly enough. If you eat too many oranges, be careful not to get orange disease. "
Dead Face snorted and the corner of his mouth trembled slightly. He seemed to want to laugh, but his smile was creepy.
"This basket of oranges is for you."
"What?" Shu Si had just rushed into the inner room to pour himself tea. When he heard this, the hot water almost poured on his hand. "For me? What do I want oranges for? "
"Of course, to eat. You have to finish this basket today and tomorrow."
"What the hell, Dead Face, are you kidding me? I … "
"You have just drunk the Eight Desolation Six Directions Soup, which has opened up the human body's apertures and formed the spirit root. You have officially embarked on the road of cultivation. But your talent and aptitude are too poor, so I'm afraid fifty to sixty percent of the potency of the soup will evaporate. If you don't want to lose too much of the potency, which would leave you with a mixed spirit root, then obediently eat all the golden oranges produced by the Green Tree School. "
Shu Si's mouth twitched, "It doesn't matter if I have a mixed spirit root. Anyway, I'm not a mortal anymore."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a golden tangerine with branches and leaves that hadn't even been peeled off hit his head. It was stuffed directly into his mouth, shaking his gums so much that he felt pain.
"Since you have become my disciple, I will never allow you to become a waste! Although this Eight Desolation Six Directions Soup is not a superior product, with your physique, it is barely the most suitable one. After taking it, if you take it and adjust it well, you can stabilize the level of your spirit root to the middle-grade realm. In the future, you will have the possibility of achieving the King Pill … "
Shu Si was taken aback. I can achieve the King Pill?! Dead Face, you think too highly of me!
Unfortunately, his mouth had already been stuffed with oranges. The bitterness of the orange peel and the sweetness of the pulp mixed together, making him unable to say a word.
"And when you reach the King Pill realm, you can really be regarded as the sea and the sky. Humph, don't underestimate the King Pill. A King Pill contains infinite possibilities … If not, I would be too lazy to pay attention to a naughty little mouse like you! "
Shu Si swallowed the orange with great difficulty and gasped for breath. "Dead Face, there's a limit to your pretentiousness, okay? You still dare to look down on the King Pill … Who is looking down on the King Pill? I have never expected to reach Xudan Stage in my life. Being able to reach Qi Cultivating Stage is already a rare immortal opportunity, okay? But you, your cultivation base is only at Foundation Establishment Stage, yet you actually dare to talk about the King Pill realm with confidence and composure. Isn't your face too thick? This dead face is also because of its amazing thickness that the blood circulation can't reach it, right? "
Shu Si spat out the orange comfortably, but the next orange quickly flew over and completely blocked his mouth.
"Are you satisfied with Qi Cultivating Stage? Don't forget who gave you the immortal opportunity when you came to this City of Immortals. If you stop at Qi Cultivating Stage in this life, it would be a disgrace to him! "
Shu Si inwardly scolded, People are so busy every day that they don't even remember me! Moreover, what does it have to do with you whether Wang Lu is disgraced or not? Is he your godfather or not? Having a godson like you is really a stain on Wang Lu's name!
However, the little mouse was very clear about the fact that the situation was stronger than the person. No matter how unbearable Dead Face was, he was at least a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. And when he just got his spirit root, he only became a little stronger, and he hadn't even started cultivating yet. In order to avoid being choked to death by the orange, he had to eat this loss first.
"By the way, Dead Face, what do you think is going on over there?"
Shu Si very cleverly chose to change the topic. He pointed to the sky outside the house and said, "The screen has been stuck for a month, and in this month, the high-level people on both sides have never appeared again. It's really inexplicable. Don't tell me there's something wrong with the arena? "
Dead Face coldly humphed and said, "If there's really a problem, how could the entire City of Immortals be so peaceful? It's just that there are people in the arena who don't want outsiders to see the details. Most likely, they have some trump card that can't be exposed at will. As for a month, what is it for a fight between experts? I have seen a King Pill level fight that lasted for half a year. "
Shu Si inwardly scolded, "Do you think you deserve to see a King Pill level fight? If there's a Daoist Master of King Pill, the aftermath would blow you away! "
However, his words were, "Then who do you think will win, Daoist Master Non-Phase or that Dixian Boy?"
"Humph, that's a stupid question!" With that, Dead Face turned around and went back to the house.
"How could that person lose?"
—
At the same time, while many people outside the arena were talking about the situation in the arena, the people in the audience also had different opinions.
Because they couldn't see the situation in the arena.
Compared with those who watched the broadcast outside the arena, they had only watched a month's worth of heartwarming romance drama. And when the drama ended and the climax came, the picture was also fixed.
"Hey, why doesn't the person inside move?"
At first, people thought that this was a sign that the two sides were about to reveal their true intentions, but soon they realized that this was a smokescreen used by the person inside and didn't want to expose what would happen next.
"Ha, it seems that we won." The friend of Mirage Boy smiled leisurely and said, "I suggest you admit defeat for the person inside as soon as possible."
He Tu glanced at her and didn't speak, but the Red-robed Patriarch unceremoniously scolded, "Bullshit! The person inside is motionless, how do you know that you've won? "
The girl said, "Isn't it easy to understand? Why is the picture stagnant? Because your Supreme Non-Phase finally couldn't resist the erosion of illusion and began to open her heart to her true love, so she began to do what she loved to do. If such a scene was exposed to the eyes of the public, I'm afraid it would have a very bad impact on her, right? Although Qian Huan often wins with illusion and is accused of being despicable, he is essentially a very decent person and won't embarrass his opponent too much. Think about it, if Wang Wu has the upper hand, with her temper, she should show off the situation where she has the upper hand, showing off her strength! "
The girl's words were reasonable, making people completely unable to refute. Several Supremes in the Wanxian League suddenly looked at the arena worriedly. It was a pity that this arena was built with long-lost immortal technology, which completely isolated the perception of the outside world, so that they couldn't detect the situation in the arena.
"I say, He Tu, why don't we admit defeat first? It's better than letting that child Wang Wu really suffer any humiliation … "
He Tu was silent, but his eyes narrowed slightly. Obviously, he also had an idea in his mind.
At this moment, an unexpected voice came in.
"There's no need for that, just wait for the result."
Hearing this, the red-robed Patriarch was stunned, then turned his head in surprise, "Wang Lu, you brat, you're finally awake!?"
"Heh, I slept for a whole month. If I didn't wake up, would I be waiting for a princess on a white horse to kiss me?"
As Wang Lu spoke, he jumped to the front row of the rostrum, leaned forward, and looked at the stagnant scene in the arena with interest. Especially his gaze stayed on the young man in the red and white robe for a long time.
"Haha, the effect of this illusion is not bad, it's almost like the real thing, restoring every detail of this idiot. Tsk tsk, this zombie resurrection script is quite powerful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sect elder Liu Xian say angrily, "Wang Lu, don't be presumptuous, do you know who that person is!?"
Hearing this, Wang Lu was stunned, then smiled and said, "I know, Wang Wu's old lover."
"He is …" Liu Xian was about to reprimand Wang Lu for being so casual, but he was stopped by his senior brother. Although he did not understand why his senior brother stopped him, he still held back and did not say anything.
The Dixian girl looked at Wang Lu for a while and said, "Hey, are you sure you don't need to admit defeat? Your master … may have been pushed down by now. Although everything is an illusion, it may cause irreparable damage to the person himself. "
Wang Lu grinned. "Don't worry, the irreparable damage has already been done more than 150 years ago."
The girl was about to say something, but she saw a black shadow flash beside her.
On the Dixian side, the real person in charge walked over.
"Enough, we admit defeat this round."
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