Fairy Sword Plane.
Shushan Competition Ground.
"Junior Brother Xiuyuan, you lost, can you admit defeat?" the old man in black robe asked to the man lying half-lying on the martial arts field.
"Senior Brother Canggu, my skills are inferior to others, so I have to admit defeat."
"Okay! I declare that this Shushan Competition is officially over, and Xu Changqing wins! Your demands will be achieved in three days."
Several disciples in the audience were instantly excited.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother is so strong. He defeated Junior Uncle Xiuyuan with just a few moves."
"Yes, yes! Senior brother is so powerful. Now our cultivation resources in Shushan finally don't have to be wasted anymore."
"Yes! It's been occupied for more than two hundred years, it's time to let it go!"
Ignoring the "cheers" and jeers of the crowd, the man walked lonely to his mansion.
In a stone cave.
This cave is surrounded by mountains and water, and there are various kinds of spiritual bamboos planted around it. It is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in Shushan. This is the cave left to him by Jun Xiuyuan's master.
He is a time traveler and has been in Shushan for more than two hundred years.
At first, Jun Xiuyuan, like most time travellers, devoted himself to cultivation.
But fate plays tricks on people. In the past two hundred years, Jun Xiuyuan has not changed at all except that his seniority has become higher. His cultivation has progressed even more slowly. It is even said that a child who just entered Shushan has only practiced casually for a few months. It can surpass his two hundred years of hard training.
"Hey! If the master hadn't misjudged me two hundred years ago and accepted me as a closed disciple, I would have been sent back down the mountain with my immortality and strength."
Jun Xiuyuan lowered his head in despair, lying on the floor with his hands and feet spread wide.
"So what if I try my best? I still lose in the end."
"The Qi-refining stage is better than the God-transformation stage?"
"Do you really think a miracle will happen?"
"You are almost 300 years old. Please see the reality clearly as soon as possible!"
Jun Xiuyuan's fists, which were originally clenched and turned white, instantly relaxed.
"It's ruined!"
"Destroy it!"
"I don't want to do anything."
The head of Qingwei and the elder of Shu Shanxi, thinking of their friendship with each other, promised that as long as Jun Xiuyuan continued to practice hard and pursue the great path, they would refine an immortality pill for him every few years to extend his life.
All kinds of top cultivation medicinal materials, top techniques, and top caves were given to Jun Xiuyuan. As a result, more than two hundred years later, Jun Xiuyuan was still in the Qi training period, and his progress was very slow.
The partial actions of Qingwei and the elders also aroused dissatisfaction among the disciples. Shushan disciples headed by Chang Yin complained to Qingwei and the elders many times.
After the two sides compromised, they unanimously decided to send Xu Changqing, the current top disciple of Shushan, to fight Jun Xiuyuan.
If Jun Xiuyuan loses, all the caves and skills will be returned, and medicinal materials will not be spent on refining the Immortality Pill for him every year.
In the past two hundred years, Jun Xiuyuan was the monk who woke up the earliest and slept the latest in the entire Shu Mountain. However, his cultivation progressed slowly, and the elixir he ate in his stomach all took away the bamboos and weeds near the toilet.
Jun Xiuyuan was too embarrassed to occupy the junior's resources anymore, so he agreed to the request for a competition.
And so the opening scene happened.
"One last try!"
"I feel like there are signs of breaking through the third level of Qi refining."
"Come on! Take advantage of the last three days of moving and break through the third level of Qi refining in one fell swoop."
Jun Xiuyuan sat cross-legged, performing breathing and breathing techniques, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.
Two days passed quickly.
"Why? It's been thirty years! Every day I feel like I'm about to break through, but I still can't. God's will!"
Jun Xiuyuan fell to the ground like a deflated rubber ball. His current resentment could feed ten evil sword immortals.
【Ding! Joining the martial arts chat group. 】
"Chat group?"
"It's such a familiar term, I seem to have heard it somewhere."
"It seems that I saw it two hundred years ago before traveling through time."
"Lingbo Weibu?"
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
Jun Xiuyuan stood up like a carp, rolled over, sat up, looked at the light blue screen in front of him, and asked himself questions.
【Ding ding ding! 】
More voices came from Jun Xiuyuan's mind, and then a light blue electronic screen appeared in front of him.
The screen is very clean, there is only one group chat, and a few red numbers are flashing at this time.
"It's such a familiar operation."
Jun Xiuyuan slowly touched the electronic screen.
【New user number 9527, join the chat room】
Leader of Tianxiahui: "Is there a new guy? It's been three years, and finally a new guy has arrived. I don't know if he can fight. New guy, can you show up and fight me!!"
The Eternal Emperor: "Xiongba, you haven't been beaten to death by the Sword Master yet? Newbie, ignore that stupid young man who only knows how to fight. By the way, do you have any elixir of longevity over there? I'm willing to spend ten thousand taels of gold to buy one. @ User number 9527.
The current palace master of Yihua Palace (temporarily ranked number one in the martial arts world): "You two, don't scare others, let others know that you think we are bullying the newcomers? Xiongba, didn't you say you wanted to fight with me? Why haven't you come yet? I have been waiting for you here for a long time.
Leader of the Tianxiahui: "Ahem! A good man won't fight with a woman, and I won't hit a woman. Besides, can you catch my three-point return to your vitality? Little girl, please practice for two more years! @伊花宫 Current Palace Master (Temporarily ranked first in martial arts)"
The current palace owner of Yihua Palace (temporarily ranked number one in the martial arts world): "Tsk! You are just a few dozen years older than me. When you were my age, did your internal strength reach that of a grand master? My Mingyu Divine Skill requires It won't take long to reach the eighth level, and I'll be able to defeat you with just one blow."
Junior Guo Jing: "Everyone, please stop arguing. It will hurt the harmony. @全"
Jun Xiuyuan did not answer, silently peering at the screen and secretly thinking.
"Third points return to vitality?"
"Mingyu's magical power?"
"These names are so familiar! Are they all memories of my previous life?"
Without thinking much, Jun Xiuyuan pinched it with both hands and cast Shushan magic to recall his memories from two hundred years ago.
Junior Guo Jing: "Newcomers don't need to be nervous. Joining the martial arts chat group is definitely a huge opportunity. For myself, I have been in the group for three years. At the beginning, I was still a loser who accomplished nothing. Now I have reached the seventh level of the Xiantian realm. I believe that it won’t be long before the Great Khan of the grassland will take the initiative to promote me as the Golden Sword Prince Consort of Mongolia.
【Ding! Please complete the sign-in within one minute, otherwise the sign-in will be considered a failure. 】
Junior Guo Jing: "It's time, everyone, hurry up and sign in. @all."
A sharp electronic sound suddenly appeared in Jun Xiuyuan's mind.
Jun Xiuyuan was retrieving his memory when he was interrupted by sudden external interference, interrupting his spell and almost going crazy.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"what happened?"
Jun Xiuyuan glanced at the word "sign in" in the center of the screen. Although he was slightly confused, he clicked on it.
