Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Zhuofan, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Xianya turned pale, and got up quickly, trying to help Ji Zhuofan up.

"You, you can break my evil wheel eye technique!"

Ji Zhuofan didn't know that he was frightened, or that his mental strength was shocked. He was trembling all over, and looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.

Fighting with spiritual power is more dangerous than martial arts. Once the secret method is broken, the spiritual power will eat back at itself, destroy the soul, and become a mortal from then on.

With the blow just now, Ji Zhuofan's mental power was crushed by Jiang Tian, ​​and all his spells were lost.

If it wasn't for Jiang Tian's fear that Zhao Xueqing would also be affected, he would have gone mad or died on the spot.

"Hehe, what kind of bullshit evil wheel pupil technique, is it amazing? It's like rubbish!"

Jiang Tian's face was calm, he sipped his tea comfortably, and said lightly: "If I want to kill you, my head will explode now!"

"You... so crazy!" Ji Zhuofan gritted his teeth, but he had to admit that he had the capital to be proud.

"Stop harassing me, you are not qualified to talk to me at all! Even your Patriarch is not qualified!" Jiang Tian said calmly.

"If you want to talk to me, let your master Wei Shuofeng come! I'll let this trash know what real spells are!"

After leaving this sentence, Jiang Tian pulled Zhao Xueqing away under the horrified gaze of everyone.

In terms of martial arts attack power, he still dare not say that he is invincible in Huaxia. After all, he hadn't faced a veteran grandmaster or a god-level master yet.

But when it comes to spells, he who has practiced ups and downs for thousands of years and has mastered countless secrets and spells, absolutely has this confidence.

He is not afraid of the ant-like Ji Zhuofan at all, if he dares to make another mistake, he will just kill him!

As for Wei Shuofeng, Jiang Tian even looked forward to it, come and trouble me, I want to take this opportunity to snatch your baby!

"He actually broke my pupil technique and ruined my soul!"

After Jiang Tian walked for a few minutes, Ji Zhuofan was still sitting on the ground, with disheveled hair, cold sweat and blood stains on his face, muttering to himself like crazy.

Since his debut, he has never missed a shot, but now he is so crushed by Jiang Tian, ​​he cannot accept this cruel reality.

"Zhuofan, are you okay, don't be sad..."

The battle of spells was mysterious and mysterious. Zhou Xianya didn't know what happened, so she took out a wet towel to help Ji Zhuofan wipe the blood on his face.

"It's okay! It's too big!"

Ji Zhuofan was so distraught that he had nothing to do with Jiang Tian, ​​so he had to vent his anger on Zhou Xianya.

Snapped!

He slapped Zhou Xianya to the ground with a slap across the face, causing the corner of her mouth to bleed, and several clear finger prints appeared on her pretty face.

"Zhuofan, you, why are you hitting me?"

Zhou Xianya was dizzy from the beating, covered her burning face, and asked in disbelief, filled with astonishment and grievance.

"You killed me and got the information wrong! How can Jiang Tian be so simple as a martial arts master? He is good at both martial arts and martial arts!"

He hated Zhou Xianya to the bone, and while cursing, kicked Zhou Xianya's plump chest and soft belly frantically: "He also said that he was a lunatic, easy to bully and easy to deal with! You killed me! It wasn't you, I Will you go to trouble with them? You broom star!"

Ji Zhuofan kicked Zhou Xianya so hard that she rolled all over the ground, howling like a bitch, and vomited out all the food she ate at night, with snot and tears running down her face, in a state of embarrassment.

"I, I really don't know... what is a spell..." Zhou Xianya was covered in injuries, crying loudly, feeling extremely wronged.

After fighting for a while, Ji Zhuofan was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting. He stood against the wall and gritted his teeth: "Jiang Tian, ​​you have broken my secret method. No matter what, I will not let you go!"

His eyes were extremely resentful. Although Zhou Xianya was a broom star, it was hateful, but Jiang Tian was the one who ruined his secret practice.

"I will definitely ask Master to come out of the mountain and tear this kid into pieces!" He roared with a ferocious face.

When the effect of Ji Zhuofan's secret technique completely faded, Zhou Xianya shuddered as if a pot of cold had been poured all over her body.

At this time, when she looked at Ji Zhuofan again, she had no charm at all, and even looked a little hideous, which made her palpitate.

"Strange, why was I so obsessed with him at the time? Even sold the family business for only one-fifth of the market price?"

Zhou Xianya screamed in her heart, regretting not falling.

Zhou Xianya was originally a courtesan, with long sleeves and a good dancer, she could pass a leaf among thousands of flowers without touching her body.

But this time, Haoxuan did not fall into Ji Zhuofan's charm, which made her shudder.

...

That night, after comforting Zhao Xueqing to sleep, Jiang Tian came to the roof and finally started the long-lost practice.

"The trip to the Shennong faction has yielded quite a lot. Apart from the fact that the Shennong tripod can be used as the wood element of the Spirit Gathering Formation, the most important harvest should be this magic flame stone!"

Jiang Tian spread out his palm, looked at the magic flame stone shining with strange luster in his palm, and sighed in his heart.

The magic flame stone, which surpasses the heaven and earth, contains great flame energy. If it is absorbed and utilized, it can cooperate with Jiang Tian's fire system skills to urge the magic flame air soldiers, and its power will be increased by ten times.

This kind of magic stone bursts with energy, and if ordinary people are exposed to energy radiation, they will die within a few days. Therefore, it has been kept in a box made of lead blocks.

Even a cultivator, if he absorbs and refines it with ordinary skills, cannot withstand the violent energy. Once it retaliates, he must lose all his cultivation, and even explode to death.

However, what Jiang Tian practiced was the original Chaos Art of Creation created by the Crocodile Zu Xianzun, so there is naturally no problem.

One must know that Crocodile Zu Xianzun back then was the number one gluttonous old demon in the cultivation world, claiming to eat everything and refine everything.

Once in a bet with Jiang Tian, ​​this guy actually swallowed a star comparable to the sun in one gulp. Not only was he safe and sound, but his cultivation was enhanced, causing Jiang Tian to lose a huge star field to him.

"Refine!"

Shaking his head to shake off the memory, Jiang Tian let out a low shout in his heart, and the Chaos Art of Fortune began to work crazily.

In an instant, Jiang Tian's sea of ​​Qi became deep and hollow, as if opening up a space that could swallow everything.

Chi Chi Chi!

The fire energy contained in the magic flame stone immediately formed a crimson cyclone, which was crazily poured into Jiang Tian's sea of ​​Qi!

Cultivation has no time, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight days have passed.

Click! With a soft sound, the energy of the magic flame stone was exhausted, and it turned into a pile of off-white debris.

"Well, there is an extra fire energy in the sea of ​​​​qi, and the cultivation base has also been raised to the third level of Qi training. I don't know if I can successfully use the magic flame air soldiers!"

Jiang Tian sighed softly, twirling his fingers, the air was suddenly restless, and there was a small blue fire on his fingertips.

Nodding in satisfaction, Jiang Tian waved his finger.

laugh!

A flaming air soldier slashed out madly, and burned it to powder the moment it cut a giant tree in the courtyard.

"Not bad, not bad! The magic flame air soldier is finally done!" Jiang Tian nodded with satisfaction, with excitement in his eyes.

In the world of self-cultivation, flames can be divided into gentle fire, martial fire, yin fire and yang fire, etc. Slow fire makes alchemy to heal wounds, while martial fire is used to kill enemies and win victory.

And the magic firework, among the martial arts in the cultivation world, can at least rank in the top twenty.

There are tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature, burning everything, and nothing is incombustible. When the ordinary flame encountered it, it had to retreat immediately.

The point is, now this energy has been integrated with Jiang Tian, ​​which is different from using fireball talismans and other foreign objects to launch flame attacks.

...

Time flies, and it has been a month since Jiang Tian came back from the Shennong School.

During this month, with the hard work of Jiangbei Qunhao, the materials needed for the spirit gathering array have been continuously shipped.

Jiang Tian summoned Shen Mange, Master Fengshui Qi and others, and according to the formation method taught by him, he laid out the foundation of the spirit gathering formation in Wangwang No. 1 Villa.

Now, everything is ready, only the east wind is needed, and the magic circle can be activated just by embedding the black and yellow thick clay pots.

At the same time, Jiang Tian took advantage of his spare time to make a lot of instruments and talismans in case of emergencies.

That night, someone sent an invitation——

The bliss banquet hosted by the Wei family in Yangcheng will be held soon, and Jiang Tian and his wife from Linzhou Zhao's Pharmaceutical Industry are invited to attend.

The inviter's signature only has three words:

Wei Shuofeng!

"Hehe, the visitor is not kind."

Jiang Tian thought leisurely:

"Wei Shuofeng, what exactly do you want to do? To avenge your disciple Ji Zhuofan, or do you want to get involved in the Jiangbei territory? Or have you heard about me and coveted the cultivation resources in my hands..."

"However, no matter what the motive is, I'm worried that if you don't do it, and once you do it, the dark yellow thick clay pot should be mine!"

August 13, 2007.

Wei Shuofeng, the Dahao of Yangcheng and the first person in the Southern School of Art, sent an invitation, and the feast of bliss is about to begin!

...

"The feast of bliss is jointly organized by the Wei family, Tang family, Tie family, Bai family and other major families in Yangcheng!"

In the chairman's office, Zhao Xueqing said:

"Once the feast starts, all the heroes from the seven major cities in the south of the Yangtze River will participate, pay homage to Wei Shuofeng, the Patriarch of the Wei family, and present gifts!"

"Not only that, some big families across the country who have a close relationship with the Wei family will also participate!"

"The seven cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the market is bigger than that in the north of the Yangtze River! We can't lose the market at the gate, but the medical market in the south of the Yangtze River is decided by the Ji family and the Wei family, and we have offended the Ji family again! I'm afraid..."

"With me here, what are you afraid of? If we don't go, won't we be treated like turtles?"

Jiang Tian smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry! One day, Zhao's Pharmaceuticals will be powerful in the world, and you will become the first richest woman in the world. And Yangcheng is our first battlefield!"

Such ordinary words, spoken from Jiang Tian's mouth, are full of pride and domineering.

"Well, as long as you accompany me, I'm not afraid of anything! I'm going to push the market to the Jiangnan area!"

Seeing Jiang Tian's confident face, Zhao Xueqing's beautiful eyes were shining, and her face was determined.

"Master Jiang, come quickly, the Wolong Villa is about to fight!" Tang Linglong called anxiously.

When Jiang Tian rushed to Wolong Villa, Jiangbei Qunhao was holding an urgent meeting, and the atmosphere was quite dignified.