[Quick Transmigration] Strategies for face-slapping and abuse

Song Zishu was horrified, Qing Li blinked mischievously at him, and then his expression changed, the red golden light in the mirror instantly turned into lavender, no, it was dark purple.

His heart was mostly cold at once, and then the deep purple light changed again, even with a little crimson.Oh my god, he is already in the late stage of Nascent Soul!

In the entire realm of comprehension, there are only thirty or so monks in the Yuanying period, and even fewer in the late Yuanying period. In fact, Song Zishu's cultivation is already very powerful, but compared with Qingli, it is really not enough .

Qing Li withdrew his hand, all the light disappeared in an instant, he didn't even look at his junior brother, he walked out of the hall as if nothing happened.

All the disciples have not been slowed down, still immersed in the light just now, they looked at Song Zishu, then at Qing Li, and made way for him as if dumbfounded.

Qingyue Mountain's position as the number one genius is not so easily shaken.

"Congratulations on your successful face-slapping junior brother Song Zishu, "Currently: face-slapping value: 25‖Scum value: 15‖Experience value: 15, and a new task will start soon. "

The autumn wind blew against his cheeks, making the green silk flutter, and a faint plum fragrance hit him, making his face darken.

What Qing Li hated the most in his previous life and this life was when others touched him, but Wei You not only hugged him, but also put his hand in his mouth, although it was not intentional, but still somewhat awkward.

Speaking of which, Wei You was taller than him, and his clothes didn't fit him well, and the faint fragrance of plum made him uneasy, forget it, let's change into clothes that fit well first.

Maybe there were so many things today, Qing Li fell into a drowsy sleep after taking a bath and changing clothes.

At noon on the second day, the sun shone through the window onto the quilt, and Qing Li slowly opened his eyes. He put on his clothes slowly, thought for a few seconds with the suit of Wei You, and finally threw it at the bottom of the box.

He breathed out and walked to Qingfeng Hall, the disciples he met along the way saw him as if he had seen a ghost, they all stopped their movements and stared at Qing Li until he walked away.

"That's a genius in the late Nascent Soul, it's amazing!"

"That's right, you're so young, you're simply inhuman!"

Qing Li twitched the corner of his mouth, looked back, and the people around him immediately faded away like a tide, jokingly, a late Nascent Soul cultivator slapped him, a hundred of them were not enough to see.

Qingfeng Hall is full of seats at the moment, the head sits in the middle, and the other five elders sit on both sides, Song Zishu is also standing behind Qingxuanzi, everyone looks happy when they see Qingli coming.

"Qing Li, you have hidden deep enough. I didn't expect that two months ago, you were still in the late stage of Jindan, and now you are born in the late stage of Nascent Soul. You really deserve to be my personal disciple."

Qingxuanzi stood up, patted Qingli on the shoulder, showing off.

"Master, you are too flattered." Qing Li smiled slightly.

"No way, there are only ten monks in the late Yuanying stage of our Daoyuan world. You really give me a face." After Qingxuanzi finished speaking, he brought Qingli to the head: "He will participate in the trial meeting. It's better."

"Indeed." The headmaster nodded, and took out an exquisite box from his arms. When he opened it, a strong medicinal fragrance filled the hall.

"This is the top-grade Po Yuan Pill, and if you take it when you are about to break through the realm, you can exchange the essence and wash the marrow, reborn, and greatly increase your cultivation." After the leader finished speaking, everyone was shocked, even Qing Li, who was the calmest, was a little bit shocked. Surprised.

This Po Yuan Pill is an extremely precious elixir, which is extremely scarce even in the sects. Its refining process is very cumbersome. It needs to be smelted with real fire for 81 days, and then sent to the thousand-year-old ice to freeze the essence and solidify the gas. One hundred days have passed before one elixir can be refined.

In her previous life, Qingli lost to Song Zishu at the Immortal Asking Meeting, but Qingxuanzi knew his true cultivation, and secretly gave him the Po Yuan Pill, but Song Zishu knew about it.

Song Zishu didn't dare to say a word because of the majesty of Qingxuanzi, but he got a bad idea and stole the Poyuan Pill from himself, and then donated it to Sun Feiming.After taking it, Sun Feiming's cultivation greatly increased, and he soared to the late stage of Nascent Soul.

However, after a lifetime of rebirth, Qing Li will naturally not let the other party succeed easily.

"Qing Li, you take it first." The head of the sect smiled kindly, and handed him this precious pill.

Qing Li's eyes flickered. If he took this thing and cultivated it, it would be possible to break through the stage of transformation. It seems that since his rebirth, his luck has improved a lot.

"and many more!"

Just as Qing Li was about to reach out to take it, he heard Song Zishu yelling, his yelling was really timely, the headmaster was stunned for a moment, and took the box back.

Qing Li was angry, seeing that the precious medicine was about to be purchased, but was interrupted by others, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't bear it.He frowned, and went with everyone to see what kind of trick Song Zishu was going to play.

"During the downhill practice five days ago, I killed a level five monster by myself, but Senior Brother Qing Li did nothing and came back empty-handed." Song Zishu stared at Qing Li and said.

All of this should belong to me, but there is a Qing Li who wants to overwhelm me everywhere, his seniority is lower than him, his cultivation base is lower than him, and even the top-grade pills are less than him, why!

The elders talked a lot and seemed to be wavering.

"Zi Shu, how decent are you!" Qingxuanzi shouted.

"Am I not telling the truth?" Song Zishu stiffened his neck, his face full of disbelief.

"Of course not the truth."

Qing Li, who was left alone for a long time without speaking, shook his head, "Dear little brother, how could I return empty-handed, brother?"

A series of crisp copper bells rang, and everyone in Qingfeng Hall changed their faces.

"Jiu Tian Huan Ling, Junior Brother, do you know this?" Qing Li asked.

The Nine Heavens Soul Calling Bell is the treasure of the gate of Qingyue Sect. It is a fairy treasure left by Pangu when he opened the sky. The bell has nine corners, and each corner is hung with a small copper bell. One soul of the nine monsters, the monster power is extremely strong.The main bell contained Pangu's last soul, which suppressed the demonic power within it, and several forces merged with each other to produce enormous power.

But just a few days ago, the Treasure Pavilion of the Qingyue Sect was stolen, and the bell was lost along with it.

The head of the sect was furious, but he didn't dare to speak out easily, for fear that other sects would covet him, so he had to send his cronies to search everywhere, but he didn't even find a trace.

However, today, Qingxuanzi's personal disciple Qingli held the nine-day soul-calling bell and respectfully handed it over to the master.

The always amiable and refined sect leader couldn't hold back his expression at this moment, he took the copper bell with his mouth wide open, and his old face burst into a smile.

"Not bad, not bad, it's really the Nine Heavens Calling Soul Bell." The headmaster stood up, put Po Yuan Dan in Qing Li's hands, and asked him to keep it away, as if treating his own son.

In fact, if Qingli got this thing, he could betray his master and dominate one side, but not only did he not have it, but he also returned it intact, which made everyone have to praise him.

Qingxuanzi really took in a good apprentice.

"I got this from a Dingtian Valley disciple." After Qing Li finished speaking, Song Zishu's face turned pale.