The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Li Xiaofan looked at the other party speechlessly.

"There's a big competition tomorrow. Aren't you afraid that your body will be hollowed out if you go?"

Hearing this, Pang Tong's face turned red.

Xiao Wolong on the side also spoke at this time.

"Junior Brother Li, are we going back to the inn?"

Li Xiaofan thought for a while and shook his head.

"Now that we're out, let's continue shopping! What if someone else has what I need?"

Ever since, Li Xiaofan took Pang Tong and Xiao Wolong and continued to wander around the Immortal Cultivator Market.

At the same time, in a secret hall of the palace, the tenth prince knelt in front of another man wearing princely clothes with an angry look on his face.

I saw that His Highness the Prince had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and a straight mouth, and he had a very handsome appearance.

Even when he is sitting cross-legged, you can see that his posture is unusually tall and straight, and his face has a hint of the majesty of a superior.

At this time, the tenth prince was crying to the prince.

"His Royal Highness, second brother. This bastard Li Xiaofan is too arrogant. He humiliated me like this and has no regard for our royal family."

"Second brother, if he doesn't die, he will definitely become a serious problem for my royal family in the future."

Listening to the tenth prince's cry, the prince finally looked over.

"Han Qiang, I know everything about you. Don't worry, Li Xiaofan will definitely die this time."

"However, we can't kill him now until after the competition is over, otherwise it may affect our plan."

Hearing this, the tenth prince became a little excited again.

"Second brother, why can't you kill him now? If he lives one more day, I will suffer one more day of humiliation."

However, as soon as the tenth prince finished speaking, he saw the prince's eyes becoming cold and stern.

"Huh? How presumptuous! Are you teaching me how to do things?"

As soon as he saw the prince's gaze, the tenth prince suddenly woke up, and then immediately gave himself two strong big mouths.

"Second brother, calm down, I don't dare anymore. I will listen to second brother in everything."

Seeing this, the prince waved his hand and asked the tenth prince to leave.

After the tenth prince left, the prince was the only one left in the hall.

However, not long after, a burst of laughter suddenly came from a dark shadow in the main hall.

"Hahaha, Your Highness, I wonder how things are going?"

Hearing this, the prince's brows frowned slightly, but they quickly returned to their original state.

"Don't worry, everything is going according to plan and it will be successful soon."

"In addition, you and I are cooperating, and I am not your subordinate. It is best not to show up suddenly in the future."

However, the people in the shadows didn't seem to care at all and kept laughing.

"Hahaha, that's it, win-win cooperation! I'm just worried, so I came here to ask."

"Now that everything is in order, let's meet in the Dragon Vein Pond after the competition!"

After speaking, the voice stopped suddenly, as if no outsider had ever been here.

On the other side, the prince couldn't help but glance at the shadow over there, and there was a faint fierce light in his eyes.

Back at the inn, Li Xiaofan lay on the bed with a speechless expression, enjoying the massage from the hammer and steel crystal.

Unexpectedly, after visiting the entire Immortal Cultivator Market, Li Xiaofan could not find a high-level rune secret book that caught his eye.

After thinking about it, Li Xiaofan sat up and looked at the two girls who were concentrating on massaging him.

He could tell that the two girls seemed a little bored after being locked in the room every day.

So, Li Xiaofan took out the Changchun Gong secret book that he first started to practice, and then handed it to the two girls.

"Iron Hammer, Steel Crystal, I see you are bored, why not try practicing according to this secret book."

"Although I don't know if you have spiritual roots, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

Seeing this, the two girls were overjoyed and quickly thanked Li Xiaofan profusely.

They didn't expect that Li Xiaofan actually gave them the secret book of cultivating immortals.

Li Xiaofan waved his hand, stood up and said, "Okay, you practice as above. If you don't understand, you can ask me and I will draw the talisman next to you."

After saying that, Li Xiaofan came to the desk, picked up paper, ink, pen and inkstone again, and started his work.

Time flies, and soon the next day arrives.

This day is also the day when the younger generation of Tianyuan Kingdom competes.

Early in the morning, countless people came to a huge square in the outer city.

In addition to many casual cultivators, even many people from the capital came to see the battle between immortal masters.

In the square, a huge arena has already been set up.

At the same time, a high platform was erected on the north side of the square.

Luxurious tables and chairs were arranged in a regular manner, and the tables were filled with spiritual fruit snacks and drinks.

Even on the edge of the square, there are specially placed seats.

There is a sign for each sect on it, indicating that the corresponding sect should sit down at the corresponding place.

Of course, not all sects have it. Some unknown small sects don’t have that kind of treatment.

At the same time, Old Man Hu and Yun Zhongyan also came with disciples from their respective sects.

Li Xiaofan was not even worried about leaving Iron Hammer and Gang Jing alone in the inn, so he brought them here together.

After finding the seat belonging to the Zixia Sect, Old Man Hu took the disciples and sat down.

After thinking about it, he started to tell Li Xiaofan and others some things.

"Listen carefully, in this competition, in addition to some disciples from the first-class sects of Tianyuan Kingdom, there will also be disciples from some small sects and even young casual cultivators participating."

"Remember, we use different methods to face different enemies."

"If the other party is just fighting and has no intention of killing anyone, then you should stop attacking to avoid making enemies."

"But if the other party is ruthless and has no scruples in attacking, then you don't have to hold back and beat him to death. Not everyone in our Zixia Sect can bully him."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison.

Li Xiaofan acted very indifferent and still had time to observe some camps of other sects.

Soon, Duan Fei of the King Kong Sect was discovered.

The King Kong Sect is worthy of the name King Kong Sect. In Duan Fei's camp, all the people in Duan Fei's camp are bodybuilders.

All of them were large men, wearing simple clothes and shirtless. Showing the knotted muscles on his arms.

Even a female disciple looks very tough, with muscles on her body even more exaggerated than the male disciples of other sects.

The most exaggerated one is the bald bearded man who leads the team from the Vajra Sect.

With all that muscle, Schwarzenegger is like a younger brother in front of him.

Coupled with the shiny bald head and the full beard, it directly gives people a murderous feeling, and you can tell at a glance that he is not easy to mess with.

Looking away, Li Xiaofan saw a group of people from the Hehuan Sect again.

Compared with the Vajra Sect, the Hehuan Sect is the other extreme.

Both male and female disciples were all dressed up in extremely enchanting ways.

Moreover, their male and female disciples did not shy away from doing so in such public situations.

Hug me when I should, kiss me when I should kiss. Very bold.

However, as Li Xiaofan watched, he suddenly saw two people in the Hehuan Sect's camp staring at him.

One of them only had a bandage on him, and it seemed that Yin Ping's injury was not healed yet.

The other one looked older and should be an elder from the Hehuan Sect.

At this moment, Yin Ping was standing next to Yin Ping, also staring at Li Xiaofan.

Even when Li Xiaofan met his eyes, he did not hide the anger in his eyes...