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Chapter 1144

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Li Qingshan lazily lay on a banyan leaf that was as wide as a boat. The autumn sun shone on his belly, making him feel slightly tipsy. Of course, the hundreds of jars of wine he drank might be the main culprit, but what did it matter?

A gentle breeze blew, making him feel comfortable.

"Qingshan, you have been lying here for ten days." The Banyan Tree King's voice echoed in the cloud-like canopy.

"Please raise it a little higher. Okay, that's it." Li Qingshan changed the angle of the banyan leaf to make it easier for him to bask in the sun. Suddenly, he realized the Banyan Tree King's words. He tilted his head and said, "Ten days? Is it that long? Heh, it seems like I just drank my first cup! "

As he spoke, he grabbed a wine jar and gulped it down. With a casual toss, the wine jar disappeared into a cloud mountain in the sky. Then, he lay down comfortably and burped. In a half-singing and half-singing manner, he said,

"Drinking and singing, life is short … … How can I solve my worries, only Du Kang!"

"Hmph, I didn't expect the legendary Daemon King of the North Moon to be so decadent."

There was a flash of white light in the depths of the mountain, descending from the sky and hovering above the canopy. It turned into a woman in white. Her skin was as white as milk, and her beautiful face gave off a sense of holiness. She looked down at Li Qingshan from above, but the most eye-catching part about her was the pair of pure-white wings on her back.

"Angel?" Li Qingshan was confused. "Oh, Mutant." He vaguely recalled this race.

The word "Mutant" made the woman in white frown. She corrected, "It's a God!"

"You must be crazy!" Li Qingshan laughed loudly, the canopy swaying.

The woman's expression changed. She actually felt a majestic pressure from this laughter. This Li Qingshan really lived up to his reputation. She was a little more respectful.

"I am Bai Jie from the Cloud God Nation. I am the Golden Deacon of the Palace. I am here on the orders of my king to invite you to the God Nation."

"What is your name?" Li Qingshan was stunned.

"Bai Jie." The woman proudly repeated.

"Good name!" The corners of Li Qingshan's mouth curled up slightly as he scrutinized Bai Jie from head to toe. Bai Jie felt inexplicably unhappy, but she suppressed the disgust in her heart and said, "Please come with me!"

"I'm not going," Li Qingshan said.

"You actually refused? This is an invitation from the City Amongst the Clouds. Do you know how many people want to ascend to the City Amongst the Clouds but are unable to? "Bai Jie said in disbelief.

"Go away, you're blocking me from the sun." Li Qingshan waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, I hope you won't regret it!" Bai Jie turned into a white light and disappeared into the horizon.

Li Qingshan watched them leave as he drank.

"Why did you refuse?" asked the Banyan Tree King.

"Stop pretending. Can't you feel it?" Li Qingshan suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "A big banyan tree pretending to be strong, hahahaha!"

After grasping the Spirit Turtle Transformation and comprehending the laws of the world, his senses had become sharper and sharper. The invitation this time was not out of the hospitality of the minority brothers. There was clearly hidden danger.

"Because of this, you shouldn't have refused!" Said the Banyan Tree King. With Li Qingshan's personality, why would he be afraid of any danger?

"I don't want a woman right now, nor do I want an enemy. Sigh. You seem to really don't want me to stay here? "

"What do you think?"

The Banyan Tree King countered with a question. Even the sky darkened.

The alcohol that Li Qingshan had been drinking these days was all brewed by him. Li Qingshan was still picky about the taste, so he used the laws of the world to make these wines reach the effect of being aged for a hundred years or even a thousand years. Many cultivators would not be able to see so much precious spiritual wine in their entire lives. This guy drank several hundred jars like drinking water.

Li Qingshan was like a person who lived at home eating off his elders. When he had nothing to do, he would drink a little and go crazy. Obviously, the elders could not stand it.

"Didn't I do it to protect Little Ann?"

Li Qingshan spread out his hands. Little Ann was still cultivating under the tree, refining the white bone arcane artifacts again.

"She doesn't need you to protect her." The Banyan Tree King exposed his excuse without holding back at all. He asked, "Don't you have the will to ascend to the Nine Heavens?"

"There's no hurry, there's no hurry."

The drunkenness in Li Qingshan's eyes vanished, and he recovered his clarity. He stared at the distant sky. He did not just lie there to slack off and rest. His cultivation of the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine had reached a relatively stable level. Drinking so much of this spiritual wine was also preparation for further cultivation.

"Fine then. I was just afraid that your will would weaken, so I gave you a reminder. Do you still want to drink?"

"Heh, I won't drink anymore, or I'll really fall out with you." Li Qingshan leapt up and cracked his neck. "Tell me about the Featherfolk."

"The Featherfolk are one of the seven great otherfolk races. Their surname is' Bai ', and they're proud and reserved. They claim to be true descendants of gods and look down on other races, including other otherfolk. As for humans and daemons, there's no need to even mention them. They've established a divine kingdom in the sky called the City Amongst the Clouds, which is different from the divine kingdoms of other otherfolk on earth. It's said that from birth until death, their feet never touch the soil."

"What a weirdo. Don't they know what era this is? Didn't they deal with these guys when Great Xia was founded?" Li Qingshan asked curiously.

"The Featherfolk are one of the races that have been affected the least by war. Although they possess extraordinary strength, they naturally loathe conflict and killing, so there's very little internal strife. Ever since the age of the divine kingdom, they've rarely involved themselves in battles on the surface. They'll only take action when demonfolk invade en masse. They've all turned the tables at crucial moments, and they've been viewed as a decisive force against the Demon domain."

"When Great Xia was founded, they maintained neutrality the entire time. After that, they seemed to have signed some sort of agreement, and they did not engage in war. After that, traces of them rarely appeared. Most of the City Amongst the Clouds are stationed in the eastern Cloud province, or they drift across the ocean."

The Banyan Tree King demonstrated his vast knowledge once again.

"It sounds like they're a race filled with greatness, light, and justice. If you add in freedom and democracy, they'll basically be ungovernable. Though, why would a race like that come to make trouble for me?"

"Perhaps the invasion of the Demon domain has drawn their attention. As for why they've come to find you, that's difficult to guess. You were right to turn down the invitation. After five thousand years of development, the Featherfolk's strength is probably only second to Great Xia. They really can't be underestimated. "

Li Qingshan deeply agreed. Otherfolk possessed extraordinary talent in the first place. If they expanded on a larger scale, there would definitely be quite a few third heavenly tribulation cultivators. However, as long as he did not go to the "City Amongst the Clouds", the Featherfolk could not do anything to him, so there was no need for him to worry too much.

"It's time for me to go for a walk."

Li Qingshan extended his hand into the Asura Field and pulled out his End's Wildflower blade. The wounds on it had all recovered. It shone brightly and seemed even sharper. Before he ascended, there were still many things he had to settle.

"Dragon King Of The Sea, I'm coming!"

… …

At the same time, a streak of white light shot into the palace hidden in the clouds thousands of kilometers away.

"He turned it down?"

"Yes."

"How's his strength?"

"It's no small matter, but he's nowhere near invincible, much less his majesty."

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