Chapter 1592

As Xiang Yang walked out of Thunder Flash Hall, Xiao Hua heard the whole story clearly.

It turned out that the entire Imperial Thunder Sect was not a peaceful and harmonious big family like Xiao Hua imagined.

Just as Xiang Yang had said before, not only were there rogue cultivators, cultivator families, and disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect, but there were also grudges between these disciples of different identities.

Therefore, in order to settle these grudges, Imperial Thunder Sect had a special rule. That was, no one was allowed to fight outside the Thunder Arena, especially if it was life-threatening.

As long as it was discovered, both sides would be severely punished. On the Thunder Arena, both sides' life and death were determined by the heavens. No matter if it was the Eight Great Thunder Palaces or the Sect Master and Elders, none of them would interfere!

Of course, it was not easy to enter the Thunder Arena. Both sides had to agree and sign a life and death contract. The masters of both sides had to know and report to Heavenly Thunder Palace.

Imperial Thunder Sect's action was naturally to minimize the internal friction between the disciples of Imperial Thunder Sect. But just as Zhuo Minghui said, where there were people, there would be fighting!

The Thunder Arena of Imperial Thunder Sect was never idle. Every once in a while, there would be disciples of different cultivation levels who would lose their lives on it!

As for Thunder Ridge, it was the same as Myriad Thunder Valley, a place in Imperial Thunder Sect's Thunder Mountain Range. However, this place was where Imperial Thunder Sect's Thunder Palace refined their weapons!

In Imperial Thunder Sect, weapon refiners and alchemists were rare. Their status was higher than ordinary cultivators of the same cultivation level!

Thunder Ridge was the main force of Thunder Palace's weapon refinement, so its status in Thunder Palace was much higher than Myriad Thunder Valley.

Naturally, there were many disciples in Swallow Thunder Ridge!

Although Zhen Qikui's master, Zhen Jie, was an early Gold Core stage cultivator, Zhen Jie had many martial brothers. There were quite a few early and middle Gold Core stage cultivators!

Not to mention Zhen Jie's master and martial uncle, they were all close to Nascent Soul stage. Maybe one day they would successfully conceive a Nascent Soul and become a cultivator of Imperial Thunder Sect who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Thunder Meng Daoist.

Because of this, Thunder Meng Daoist often turned a blind eye to Thunder Ridge and did not interfere too much!

In addition, Lei Meng Daoist was not a disciple of Imperial Thunder Sect, which was somewhat different from Swallow Thunder Ridge. Therefore, some of Lei Meng Daoist's traits had resulted in Swallow Thunder Ridge being arrogant and domineering.

After listening to this, Xiao Hua understood in his heart that this Zhen Qikui should be the same as the Yan family's Yan Yan Wei, conceited and arrogant. He couldn't bear to see others stronger than him!

Moreover, he had snatched away his right to participate in the Feather Immortal Conference. So, he was afraid that this matter would not be settled peacefully!

"At worst, I won't go to the Thunder Arena!"

Xiang Yang forced a smile and said, "In the past … a disciple of Swallow Thunder Ridge had a grudge with me and wanted to fight me to the death.

I don't care about him at all. He can't do anything about it! "

Xiao Hua was somewhat baffled. His eldest senior brother was an honest person who never caused trouble. How could he have offended other disciples?

Thus, he smiled and said, "So … Eldest Senior Brother has also spoiled other people's plans?"

"Hehe, of course!" Xiang Yang looked into the distance. "Who doesn't have exciting moments?

Back then … when I married your senior sister-in-law into the Myriad Thunder Valley, I also made many people sad! "

"Haha ~" Xiao Hua clapped and said, "That's how it should be!"

Xiang Yang's face became somewhat spirited. He comforted him and said, "Don't say that you participated in the selection of the Feather Immortal Conference because someone instructed you to do so. Even if you participated yourself and snatched away that guy's right, what reason would he have to ask you to go to the Thunder Arena?

Besides, if it really doesn't work out, you just have to agree! "

Seeing that Xiao Hua didn't speak, Xiang Yang added, "If it still doesn't work out, you can find Grandmaster Lei Meng or the Sect Leader …"

"Hehe, don't worry, Eldest Senior Brother!"

Xiao Hua cupped his hands and said, "That guy was already scared by me. Just now, he was just a fox pretending to be a tiger. If I really let him go to the Thunder Arena, he will definitely be scared out of his wits!

Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry about me! "

Then, Xiao Hua bid farewell to Xiang Yang and flew back to the Eastern Ridge Herb Garden under Xiang Yang's concerned gaze.

After parting ways with Xiang Yang, Xiao Hua was very careful. Along the way, not only did he release his divine sense, but he also released his Buddhist sense to the maximum. He was afraid that Swallow Thunder Ridge's disciples would ambush him on the way. Fortunately, although he did meet a few disciples along the way, they were all unrelated. After saluting each other, they left!

As soon as he returned to the Eastern Ridge, Xiao Hua immediately opened the magic formation. Only after the magic formation closed did he feel at ease.

He knew very well that if Zhen Qikui wanted to make trouble for him, he wouldn't do it himself. Not to mention Zhen Weisheng, even the other Foundation Establishment disciples of Swallow Thunder Ridge could make a move and kill him without anyone knowing!

What he said to Xiang Yang before was not so much to comfort Xiang Yang, but to give himself courage from the bottom of his heart!

"Damn it, if I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have won a single match and lost to them all!"

Xiao Hua sits on a chair in the Immortal's Cave, secretly regretting: "But how would I know that other than that disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Palace whose name I don't know, Zhen Chikui, this guy, was also arranged by someone else?"

"Besides, if I didn't participate in this selection, I wouldn't have the qualifications to participate in the Feather Immortal Assembly. How would I have obtained so many benefits?"

Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes and patted his hand. He took out the small bucket and the set of nine sword pills from his storage pouch. With a wave of his hand, the nine sword pills floated in front of his eyes. The more he looked at them, the more delighted he became!

"If I can obtain the cultivation method of the sword pills, I can also use my sword to move unhindered in the world. Wouldn't that be great?"

Xiao Hua thought. He didn't seem to make any movements, but a pair of huge black hammers suddenly appeared under his feet!

Xiao Hua stood up and kicked the hammers with his feet. The hammers didn't move in the slightest. Then, he bent down and used his hand to pick up the hammers. He tested their weight and said with a smile, "These hammers are really not ordinary heavy!

If they were a bit heavier, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to send them into the space.

My actions will be discovered by Martial Uncle Zhen Ming! "

Soon after, he used seventy percent of his strength with one arm. With a "whoosh", the devil hammer of unknown material was actually lifted up by him. Unfortunately, just as he lifted it halfway, Xiao Hua let out a cry of surprise, "Ouch!" Immediately after, Xiao Hua actually used all of his strength to lift the devil hammer above his head!

"Hahaha ~" Xiao Hua put down the devil hammer. He was extremely happy and said to himself, "I have to use all of my strength to hold it. If I use it to smash someone, what would be the effect?

I'm afraid it would be even more powerful than the tip of the devil spear! "

"Hmph, with this sword pill and this devil hammer, I should participate in this selection!"

Xiao Hua waved his hand and sent the devil hammer and the sword pill into the space. He thought to himself, "I am a loose cultivator. What kind of situation have I not seen?

You're just a second generation ancestor of Swallow Thunder Ridge. Use whatever methods you have. If I don't kill you, I'm not surnamed Xiao! "

Soon after, Xiao Hua's gaze landed on the small bucket!

He seemed to have forgotten that his surname … wasn't Xiao in the first place.

That small bucket didn't hold the sword pill and looked even more tattered. Apart from a missing corner, there was a small hole at the bottom of the bucket. It couldn't even hold water!

Xiao Hua waved his hand and the small bucket flew into the air. It flipped left and right up and down. Xiao Hua released his divine sense and discovered that there were faint fluctuations of spiritual power on this small bucket. However, it was extremely weak. If this small bucket was very light, Xiao Hua would almost think it was a devil tool!

"Which magic treasure's fragment is this?"

Xiao Hua thought and tried several magic treasure refining methods that he knew. Unfortunately, when he hit it with his spells, that small bucket didn't have any reaction.

"It really is a magic treasure. So arrogant!"

Xiao Hua mocked himself. He waved his hand and was just about to put it into the space when he suddenly thought of something. He thought to himself, "Le Chongqi's black iron needle refining method mentioned the use of blood. This method is a type of blood sacrifice for magic treasures. Should I try it?"

But immediately after, Xiao Hua hesitated again: "Master said that although the blood sacrifice can refine magic weapons, that's only the method of recognizing a master after the magic weapon has been refined. It's only the final step.

The requirement for the user's cultivation is quite high. Right now, I'm only at the Qi Refinement stage. How can I dare to use it?

Although this small bucket is a magic treasure fragment, I'm afraid it can also suck my magic power dry? "

Thinking, Xiao Hua dispelled this idea. He waved his hand and put the small bucket into the space!

But faintly, Xiao Hua felt that he had missed something. He frowned and thought for a long time. When he came to the pill room and cleaned up the Soul Gathering Pill, he warmed the pill furnace again. He looked at the three-legged Vermillion Bird and Phoenix pattern furnace on the Samadhi True Fire. His eyes suddenly lit up and he slapped his forehead. "I was stupid!

It's true that the small bucket can't be refined, but what about the sword pill?

The sword pill is nurtured in the dantian by sword cultivators since they were young. How can a sword cultivator's cultivation level be high?

Moreover, if the sword pill doesn't recognize its master, how can it be put into the dantian? "

Thinking about it made Xiao Hua's heart warm, but reason stopped him. "This is only my own guess. If it's not like this, wouldn't the sword pill be destroyed?

Moreover, if it affects my cultivation, the losses outweigh the gains! "

"Forget it, forget it. I'd better concentrate on refining pills!" Xiao Hua calmed his mind and concentrated on refining pills, putting the matter of the sword pill aside.

Time passed extremely quickly. Ten months passed in the blink of an eye as Xiao Hua refined pills, consumed pills, refined pills and familiarized himself with magic tools. During this time, no one came to the Eastern Mountain Range to cause trouble. There were also no messages or disturbances from the Myriad Thunder Valley. Xiao Hua's cultivation level also steadily increased under the cultivation of the Soul Gathering Pill. Although he didn't reach the middle stage of the twelfth layer of the Qi Refinement realm, he still consolidated the early stage of the twelfth layer of the Qi Refinement realm.

Everything developed according to Xiao Hua's progress as an outstanding disciple!

On this day, Xiao Hua was practicing the Fire Crow Net. He waved his hand and a net of fire as thin as silk flew into the air. His divine sense swept over a nearby boulder that was the size of a crouching ox. Xiao Hua pointed his finger and the fire net suddenly enlarged, landing on the crouching ox boulder. Clap clap. Xiao Hua clapped his hand and a flock of fiery red crows the size of a palm flew out from various parts of the fire net. The fiery red of the crows was mixed with a trace of purple, looking very gorgeous.

(To be continued.

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