What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

As soon as the name was uttered, the surroundings instantly became quiet.

Hongya's complexion changed slightly, and finally fixed on an expression that turned from embarrassment into anger, and said mockingly: "The method of hiding the breath is very good, but it really deserves to be practiced in hiding for so many years."

Qinan wasn't angry at all, instead he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you're overwhelmed."

Hongya almost vomited blood because of his light words: "...you!"

At this time, another Yuanjing calmly said: "This fellow Taoist, you say you are a scholar of ink?"

Qinan slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the speaking monk.

This cultivator had two wings, and his appearance was like a dark green thin dog half the height of a person.The three monks who participated in the Nantian Continent announced in the Hongyu Mansion Newsletter before, in addition to the scholar, all took pictures of the jade slips to contain their appearance projections, and she was one of them, with the Taoist name "Wooden Ghost".

According to the introduction on the jade slip, this person should be a monk of the soul path, who is good at the art of controlling puppets.

Qinan smiled and said, "Exactly, I don't know what advice fellow Wood Ghost has."

The wooden ghost said seriously, "I don't think you will lie on this point. But after all, the challenge of seizing the throne is of great importance, and no one has ever seen a scholar before, so I hope you can prove your identity." .”

As soon as her words came out, before Qinan had time to respond, Hongya suddenly jumped up again: "Yes, you must be a fake!"

The surrounding Yuanjing monks looked at Hongya with strange eyes.

After Hongya's words blurted out, he suddenly noticed that he was too excited, and felt more and more ashamed of himself.Annoyed, he tried to find some reason to make amends, so in the next moment, Qinan felt his spiritual consciousness suddenly pressing towards him.

Qinan narrowed his eyes slightly, unceremoniously stretched out his consciousness to fight back.

hum-

The two strands of spiritual consciousness collided, and the diffuse spiritual aftermath swept across, affecting the rest of the monks who were secretly watching nearby, making them dizzy for a while.

Hongya let out a muffled snort, her figure swayed, and then managed to maintain her demeanor, looking at Qinan who was not far away from the side of the spaceship, whose body was lit up with a misty silver light, and said provocatively: "The strength of your spiritual consciousness is only as strong as mine. The difference is almost the same, is it true that the famous scholar of Twelve Continents is only at this level?"

Jinan was silent.

In order to blackmail him, this guy even scolded himself, what a ruthless person.

And he really had the urge to tell this guy that he was actually just a casual cultivator in the Mahayana period, and he was a big difference from this guy.

But thinking about how this guy lost to him in the contest of spiritual consciousness just now, Qinan felt a little sympathetic to this rookie of the origin, so he decided to forgive this guy.

He smiled and said: "Although alchemy is related to the strength of spiritual consciousness, it does not completely depend on it."

Hongya sneered and retorted: "Whether it is to control the alchemy fire, guide the spiritual power flow of the spirit plant, or maintain the balance of the medicine in the process of alchemy, you need spiritual consciousness. Are you worthy of the title of the number one alchemist in Nantianzhou with such a little skill? Why don't you make excuses and admit that you are a counterfeit as soon as possible, hum!"

But you just lost when you competed for divine consciousness.

Why did this guy scold himself again?

He hasn't found out yet, has he?

Qinan was in a delicate mood, he felt that this monk was a little too stupid, but since there were quite a lot of stupid among high-ranking monks, this level was quite normal.He didn't pay much attention to it, jumped off the side of the boat, retracted the boat, and walked step by step from the void to the group of Southern Heaven Origin Realms.

"Prove your identity, of course." Qinan ignored Hongya and looked at the wooden ghost who had spoken earlier, "But how do you want me to prove it?"

The wooden ghost was silent for a while, and said: "We can't identify the others, but there is only one piece of 'Five Gengtian' of Xingmoke so far. As long as you can take out two pieces, we will know that you are real."

Qinan really has reserves.

Although Wu Gengtian's alchemy recipe has been handed over to Hongyu Chamber of Commerce, Hongyu's alchemists seem to have not been able to thoroughly study Wugentian's refining method so far, and it is difficult to ensure that Wugengtian's pill recipe is correct, so they The news has never been made public.

Outsiders don't know that Wugengtian is no longer the exclusive domain of inklings.

Jinan didn't bother to bring up this matter to cause trouble for himself, so he took out two transparent bottles, held them between his fingers, and tapped the wall of the bottles with the other hand: "Five watch, here it is."

"Fake! This must be fake!" Hongya yelled loudly.

"..." Qinan smiled politely, "That's right, then please ask this fellow Taoist to help me try to see if the fifth watch is real."

Hongya asked unhappily, "How to try?"

Qinan took out a highly poisonous Bone-to-Bone Rebirth Flower, ignited the Purple Pill Fire between his fingers to refine it into a pool of medicine, and smiled gently: "You eat this with the fifth watch, and I will give it to you on the fifth watch." I will help you prepare the antidote within two hours after it takes effect, don't worry."

Hongya was terrified: "I don't, you are trying to poison me to death! You let other monks eat it!"

His words offended the other monks present, they couldn't watch the show calmly at last, they frowned and said, "Hongya, you should stop in moderation."

"you……"

The wood ghost frowned and glanced at this guy, then shut him up with the illusion of divine thoughts.She looked at the medicine bottle in Qinan's hand, nodded and said: "There are fluctuations in the law of space, and the appearance is consistent with the rumors, no problem."

Qinan then put away the elixir, glanced at Hongya, and said, "I never thought that fellow Taoist's illusion skills are also very good."

The wooden ghost shook his head slightly: "Illusion is more about the firmness of the Dao heart. This guy, Hong Ya, is probably the kind of guy who has a very poor Dao heart and succeeded in crossing the tribulation by chance. If not, it shouldn't be so easy with his level of spiritual consciousness." Blinded by illusion."

Qinan smiled noncommittally, and changed the subject: "I think the three ways determined in the challenge of seizing the throne are the "demon way", "alchemy way" and "soul way". Where is that fellow demon cultivator? "

The wooden ghost looked around and shook his head: "I'm afraid I'm going to scold the challenger from Wanjie again. That guy has a bad temper."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and then said: "Since everyone has arrived, Emperor Tian Jianmen should also send someone. When the emperor's angel arrives, the challenge to seize the throne will officially begin. During this period of time, Xingmo, don't worry about it." Run around."

Qinan nodded: "Then I'll walk around here to get acquainted with the venue."

He left the place where the source cultivators gathered in Nantianzhou, and disappeared into the group of cultivators in the distance.The movement on their side had attracted the attention of many monks before, and Qinan heard that many people were speculating and discussing whether it was the arrival of the sage.

Due to the distance and the effect of the mask, no one noticed that Qinan was by their side.

Qinan walked around the artificial continent a few times, and his mood gradually sank.

Based on what he sensed when wandering around, there are no less than [-] source-level cultivators gathered here. If these people are malicious towards him, it is almost impossible for him to have a chance to escape.

Don't look at the attitude of those people when he talked with the monks of Nantianzhou, they were quite polite, and there was only one person who spoke rudely, but this was all because of the importance of the challenge of seizing the throne.Once the challenge is over, it is hard to say whether these people will turn their faces and deny others.

While wandering around thinking, Qinan accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Ling Xiao, head of the Tianyin Sect?

He glanced over there, and saw behind Ling Xiao the Rabbit Demon Cultivator whom he had met once before.

This guy, brought the 390th concubine out to watch the challenge?Could it be that he left the school affairs to Zuo Ming again?Fellow Daoist Zuo Ming didn't have any objections.

He should really take care of his Taoist companion.

Qinan took a few glances, then quickly turned around and left in order not to attract attention.

The envoy of Emperor Tianjianmen arrived in this man-made continent three months after Qinan's appearance, and immediately summoned all participating monks, announcing that the challenge to win the throne was about to begin.

This emissary is a Sword Cultivator of Origin Realm, and his clothes are similar to those of Yu Hong, with silver patterns on a white background, but because of the bone spurs on his arms, he is wearing a sleeveless robe.

"You should all know the basic rules." Standing above the void, the Emperor Angel said coldly, "However, in order to reduce accidents, I will emphasize the most important ones again."

"One, this challenge to win the title is selected as "Demon Dao", "Alchemy Dao" and "Soul Dao". Three monks from Wanjie and Nantianzhou will compete. "

"Second, Wanjie, Nantianzhou and our Emperor Tianjianmen will each choose a competition direction for each Dao, and Wanjie has already selected a competition direction, which is "Monster Dao-Body Change", "Dan Dao-Stability" , "Soul Dao-Royal Puppet". "

"Third, the monks of Wanjie have passed the divination of Xuanjing Zongwen's spirit, and there is no doubt that they are eligible to participate. The participating monks in Nantianzhou must not have the experience of practicing in the other eleven continents. "

"If there is no objection to the above three items, please report the direction of your own competition from the monks of Nantianzhou."

The monks were a little agitated, and soon someone said in a stern voice: "For the "Demon Dao" competition, I selected it as the "variation type". "

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the wooden ghost also sounded: ""Soul Dao" chooses "Puppet Spirit Injection". "

Qinan's eyes flickered slightly, and he also transmitted the voice: "'Dan Dao', 'medicine stripping'. "

After hearing Qinan's voice, the tens of millions of monks present suddenly rioted.

"School of Chinese ink! My God!"

"It's a scholar!"

"The traveler has really come!"

The emperor's angel's face darkened, and he scolded: "Be quiet!"

He glanced at the monks who suddenly became quiet around him, and said again: "The challenge of seizing the throne is a major event in the source world, and our Emperor Tian Jianmen also attaches great importance to it."

He called out a token from the storage bag, stepped back half a step, and stood respectfully with his head bowed.

Suddenly, a bad premonition welled up in Qinan's heart.

In the next moment, the token suddenly exploded, turning into a mass of violent energy fluctuations, and then condensed into a huge and complicated space pattern.

An extremely familiar figure appeared in the twisted space ripples.

The emperor's angel put one hand on his chest, and said respectfully: "This subordinate has met Jianjun Yihong."

Yu Hong nodded slightly, and then his eyes swept over the silent monks who did not know when.He spoke indifferently, and his cold voice spread to every corner of the continent: "I will arbitrate this challenge."

Qinan's pupils contracted violently, and he stared closely at Jianjun Yihong who was high in the sky.

That person didn't seem to have changed at all, but he was so different from the innocent swordsman who blushed at every turn in his memory.

Lofty and inviolable.

Perhaps this is the real Sword Lord Yuhong.