Volume 1 Text_Chapter 537 The Immortal Body

Qin Yun and Mu Fengxiao came downstairs and saw the bald man getting angry and cursing those who talked about his granddaughter.

"This is the second head of the Xiqiwen Temple, the head of Xifeng, but a very interesting character! His granddaughter Liu Jingmeng, very defying the sky, a 20-year-old martial artist, and a mysterious mysterious master!"

Mu Fengxiao talked about this Liu Jingmeng and couldn't help sighing.

Also at this moment, a young girl rushed in rashly, bumping into many people along the way.

The girl has a pair of bright and beautiful big eyes, a slightly round face, and a bit of innocence in her beauty and beauty. She looks like a very simple girl.

She was originally wearing a white dress, but this time it was dirty and took up some dirt.

When she came here, she saw so many people looking at her, and immediately lowered her head shyly and shrank behind the bald man.

Everyone immediately guessed that this was Liu Jingmeng.

When Qin Yun saw Liu Jingmeng, he couldn't help but think of the lovely Qi Meilian, and his heart was filled with thoughts again.

"Mengmeng, how did you do this?"

After the bald man saw his granddaughter, the originally evil face suddenly became very kind, and his eyes were full of doting.

Everyone secretly despised this bald guy, who actually has two faces!

"When I went back to the city, I met some children and they asked me to play with them in the mud, so I played with them for a while! Because it was so fun, I forgot to come here..."

Liu Jingmeng was very low, and said softly and timidly.

Playing with mud?

Everyone was dumbfounded by this!

A Lingwujing martial artist who is less than 20 years old actually plays in the mud like a child!

"Baldhead, can your granddaughter do it? How come we never knew she knew the way of strange patterns!"

A middle-aged man in the Nanqiwen Temple said with doubts.

"Why not? My granddaughter is a junior high-level mysterious master!" The bald man suddenly shouted, his face full of pride: "How many hundreds of thousands of old guys here are just strange-marked spiritual masters!"

After the bald man finished speaking, he touched the little granddaughter who was a little dumbfounded.

Said: "Mengmeng, take out your badge!"

Liu Jingmeng was a little shy, pouted, and slowly took out a purple-gold badge covered with mud. Although it was full of mud, it shone with purple-gold light.

The Strange Markers here don't speak anymore!

That badge was indeed owned by Liu Jingmeng.

"Mengmeng, this is a very valuable thing, don't play around in the future!" The bald guy warned in a gentle voice.

"I thought it was beautiful, so I took it out and showed it to those children." Liu Jingmeng stuck out her tongue slightly.

Everyone laughed dumbly. Although they hated the bald man, they didn't hate the bald granddaughter, but they still liked it a little.

The bald man looked proud and looked at Chu Binyu: "Let's test the material production first, and then test the fineness of the strange pattern. Let my granddaughter single out all the strange pattern masters in your Nanqi pattern hall, as long as you If you can win one game, even if you win!"

These words were domineering and full of arrogance, which made the people in Nanqiwen Hall feel a lot of ridicule.

"If our Xiqiwen Temple loses, we are willing to merge with your Nanqiwen Temple! If your Nanqiwen Temple loses, we don't need you to join us, just let us open a branch in the southern district. How? ?"

The bet made by the bald man made many people slightly exclaimed.

In Xianbing City, there are four odd pattern halls, the east odd pattern hall is the strongest, and then there are the north odd pattern hall and the south odd pattern hall!

The Xiqiwen Temple is at the bottom.

If the two strange pattern halls in the southwest were merged, it would be the largest strange pattern hall here.

Chu Binyu can't do this kind of thing.

However, an old man in the Nanqiwen Temple nodded in agreement.

"Then let's start the competition now! First, refine the materials, and in one hour, forge a pound of low-grade Xuanyuan steel."

"Whoever can lift Xuan Yuangang's weight the most will win! We only send Mengmeng to the field, and you can send anyone over there."

The bald man was very confident and smiled proudly.

On the side of the South Qiwen Hall, there were a total of six strange-pattern mysterious masters. In addition to Chu Binyu, there were two old men and three middle-aged people.

Qin Yun felt that he was very powerful, but Liu Jingmeng was even more defiant.

He stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm before he was 20 years old, and then he was a Profound Master of Strange Patterns!

"Xiaoyun, that little girl has a strong bloodline inheritance, as well as magical powers and martial arts... If I guessed correctly, she was born with a fire fairy body, and the flame is very strong." Ling Yuner said suddenly.

"Immortal body? What the hell is this?" Qin Yun was surprised.

"The immortal body is the body that will definitely become an immortal." Ling Yuner said: "People in Xianbingcheng can definitely see her physique!"

"There is such a saying!" Qin Yun really didn't expect it.

"Of course, there are things like the Holy Body and the Divine Body, but those are even rarer, and they all evolved from the Immortal Body!" Ling Yuner said again.

"Xiaoyun, if you work harder, you might be able to cultivate the Heavenly Lion Profound Physique! Although the Profound Physique is a relatively poor physique, it will allow you to gain strong power and evolve into an Immortal Physique!"

Qin Yun listened to Ling Yun'er's words, and his heart moved, and he really wanted to try it.

If you cultivate that powerful physique, it will definitely be of great help to your future practice.

"Start!" the bald man shouted.

In the middle of the lobby, there is an open space, and the mysterious masters of both sides are trying to compete in it.

The furnace and hammer used are also the same.

No one expected that Liu Jingmeng, who looked silly and dumb, became very serious and calm when forging materials, and seemed to be involved in it all at once.

Liu Jingmeng held a forging hammer tightly in her small hand. When it fell, the hammer head overflowed with blue flames!

"Blue fire! Could it be the blue martial soul? That is the magic power martial soul!" Someone shouted in surprise.

"I don't know what kind of magical power martial soul! Judging from the momentum, it is not weak at all!"

"The granddaughter of the bald man is really against the sky!"

"The blue magical fire is very strong."

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Chu Binyu and the others were also startled, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

At the scene, the forging has already started.

An hour will soon be over!

The old odd-pattern mysterious master who competed with Liu Jingmeng also had some agreement in their hearts. They did not expect Liu Jingmeng to have supernatural powers.

Of course, even if Liu Jingmeng has magical fire, if they lose, they will lose very ugly.

You must know that these old mysterious masters with strange patterns are all very old.

Losing to a girl less than twenty years old is indeed very humiliating.

Now, begin to weigh the pieces of Xuanyuan Steel one by one.

The one-pound low-grade Xuanyuan Steel has become much smaller after an hour of forging.

Although it has become smaller, if the forge is strong, it can make this piece of Xuanyuan Steel heavier.

The weighing is over soon!

Liu Jingmeng's Xuan Yuan Gang weighs two pounds and eight taels!

As for Chu Binyu and the others, the heaviest weight is only two pounds and fifty taels!

You must know that they are all powerful Martial Lords or Martial Kings, and they are stronger than Liu Jingmeng in terms of energy intensity.

In the first game, Liu Jingmeng won!

People who had doubts about Liu Jingmeng's strength just now were shocked and didn't say anything more.

The next second game is the comparison of the fineness of carving Wangpin's spirit patterns.

Within an hour, engrave the same Wangpin spirit pattern, and compete for precision!

Like many people, Qin Yun was very much looking forward to the result and looked at the spirit pattern carved by Liu Jingmeng.

Because the distance is too far, he can't see the level of fineness, and can only wait for the final inspection.

During the competition, the carving knife used was the same, and it was uniformly carved on a Xuanyuan steel plate.

In the blink of an eye, an hour is up!

Liu Jingmeng seems to have done it easily.

Then start detecting finesse!

The result surprised Qin Yun!

Liu Jingmeng's precision is actually level 8.

Chu Binyu and the others are also at the eighth level of sophistication.

This match is a draw!

"Just using an ordinary carving knife, can you engrave eight levels of fineness?"

Qin Yun was also hit hard. He felt that when he was forging materials, he could not lose to Liu Jingmeng.

In terms of finesse, he may at most only be level seven, or reach level eight!

According to the bet, as long as the Nanqiwen Temple wins one game, it will be considered a win.

If you can't win a game, it's a loss!

Several old Qiwen Profound Masters in the Nanqiwen Temple lost all of them to Liu Jingmeng in the first game, but in the second game, they were tied!

Meaning, they didn't win a game!

"Hahaha... Mengmeng, we won, we can open a branch hall in the southern district in the future!"

The head of Xifeng was overjoyed, he smiled and touched Liu Jingmeng.

The eyes of everyone looking at Liu Jingmeng are full of admiration!

There are many young talents present, and they all want to marry such a good wife.

"Damn it, Nan Qiwen Palace actually lost! Xiqiwen Palace is about to rise!"

Mu Fengxiao suddenly felt the pressure, because Xiqiwen Temple would also be his competitor in the future.

He originally thought that the two Strange Pattern Halls would lose both in a fight, but it was not what he thought.

At this time, a young man in golden clothes suddenly came out with a smile and came to the middle of the competition arena.

He looked at the bald man, with a proud smile on his thin face, and said: "The next is the son of the chief steward of the North Qiwen Temple, Long Yuetao! We, the North Qiwen Temple, also want to learn from you from the Xiqiwen Temple. Superb craftsmanship!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard the name.

"Long Yuetao? Isn't this the strange-patterned master of Medicine Immortal Valley? At the age of fifty, he stepped into the Spiritual Martial Realm and became a martial artist. He is also a strange-patterned profound master! A first-class genius, I didn't expect to appear here!"

"Fifty years old is still so young, also because he breaks through fast!"

Long Yuetao himself is a child of the Long family, and his father is also the head of the North Qiwen Temple.

"How about this comparison?" The bald man naturally trusted his granddaughter's strength.

"The comparison is the same as before!"

"It's a bet... as long as you win me, your West Hall will be able to open a branch hall in my North District!"

"If you lose, marry Liu Jingmeng to me, and your Xiqiwen Palace will also be merged with us, how about that?"

Long Yuetao said very confidently.

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