Chapter 741 The Girl Whose Spiritual Roots Were Stolen

"I am so poor that I have not been willing to replace a pair of tattered pants for ten thousand years. I definitely don't have any ninth-grade elixir, spirit sword or spirit armor."

Under Zhao Xueyan's expectant eyes, Li Congxin shook his head like a rattle.

Zhao Xueyan looked stunned.

Immediately, his somewhat unhappy mouth pouted slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of disappointment.

Emperor Zhao Tianyu and Queen Bulgari looked at each other with some surprise.

The other three ancestors regarded their daughter of the holy fire spirit root as a treasure and rushed to give her gifts. Unexpectedly, the cowardly ancestor said directly that she didn't have any.

Seeing this, the other three ancestors were overjoyed.

Zhuo Yifan sneered coldly: "Your Excellency, since you can't even give me a decent greeting gift, there's no need to take this trip."

"hehe."

Wei Piaomiao smiled leisurely and said: "Brother Zhuo, it's normal for me to have nothing to offer. After all, the foundation of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect cannot be compared with the orthodox Immortal Way like our Tiandao Sect and your Divine Sword Palace."

"No matter whether there is a right path or a crooked path, as long as you have the ability, you can embark on the Great Road to Heaven."

Compared to the yin and yang weird Wei Miaomiao, Yin Wuque was even more direct: "Coward ancestor, please stop fighting with this disciple. Just quit."

"Since ancient times, haven't disciples always respected their masters? Isn't it true that masters should respect their disciples when they meet?"

Li Congxin's face was full of disdain: "You are so hungry for disciples!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanran's slightly pouted mouth became even more pouty.

"That's wrong."

Wei Piaomiao smiled and said, "It depends on what kind of disciple you are."

Zhuo Yifan said coldly: "If you are a waste with ordinary qualifications, even if you kneel and plead for a hundred years outside my Divine Sword Palace, I will not take a second look."

"Stinky stones are everywhere, but beautiful jade is not available everywhere."

Yin Wuque directly refused to give face: "I can't give you a gift, and you are still making excuses here. Isn't this a bit disrespectful?"

"I just said there are no spiritual treasures."

Li Congxin rolled his eyes and bared his teeth in a smile: "But I have others."

Yin Wuque smiled strangely and said, "Is it possible that you only have immortal-level treasures?"

"Hahaha."

"In this world, ninth-level spiritual weapons are already the most precious treasures at the top of the mountain. Immortal-level weapons are only possessed by true immortals in the upper world."

Wei Piaomiao and Zhuo Yifan laughed with mockery.

"Huh?"

Li Congxin was surprised: "How do you know? I really only have the immortal level."

The three ancestors narrowed their eyes.

At the same time, he looked suspicious.

At this time, Li Congxin stretched out his hand, and immortal light radiated from his palm. A thick stack of immortal-level skills and formations appeared in the bursts of light.

No fewer than seventeen or eighteen books.

Wow!

Seeing this, the whole place was shocked.

Countless pairs of eyes stared straight and glowed.

Emperor Zhao Tianyu, Queen Bulgari, and all the princes and princesses suddenly became short of breath.

"Hiss~"

Even the three ancestors took a deep breath and almost fainted on the spot.

This person actually came out with a bunch of immortal-level skills and formations at once!

How can this be?

Such things from the upper realm appear in large numbers in the lower realm, which completely destroys the worldview of this realm.

What is the origin of this old guy?

At this moment, Zhao Yanran's eyes suddenly lit up with disappointment in her eyes, and she immediately showed excitement. It turned out that Li Congxin was just teasing the three ancestors just now.

The arrogance and confidence on his face reappeared.

"Well, this book is useless, this book is not suitable, this book is not good..., this book is for dual cultivation, hehe, I am so old, and the girl is so young, it seems that there is no need for it for the time being... …”

In front of a large group of people, Li Congxin seemed to be completely unafraid of being robbed, picking through a thick pile of immortal-level skills.

The three ancestors twitched their mouths wildly.

Like everyone present, their eyes were fixed.

Li Congxin finally found a book and said firmly: "This is it. Immortal-level fire-based skills, flame dance for nine days!"

"Why don't you thank me soon?"

Queen Bulgari was overjoyed and quickly pushed Zhao Yanran in front of Li Congxin.

At this moment, the queen of the Qingyun Dynasty was full of excitement, and her chest was rising and falling violently. Her daughter was able to achieve what she is today, and finally her hard work was not wasted.

"Thank you, coward."

Zhao Yanran was already filled with joy. She walked up to Li Congxin and excitedly stretched out a pair of white jade-like hands.

"Who said it was for you?"

Li Congxin glanced at her.

Zhao Yanran looked surprised.

This statement made everyone look puzzled.

Zhao Yanran’s holy fire spirit root, you chose an immortal-level fire-based skill and if you don’t give it to her, who are you giving it to?

Li Congxin ignored Zhao Yanran and waved to the thin figure at the end of a group of princes and princesses: "That thin, shriveled ugly girl, come here."

Zhao Yanran was stunned on the ground, her hands still stretched out, her handsome face turned red.

The skinny girl standing at the back of the crowd did not expect that the old immortal would call her by name. First she raised her head with a blank expression, and then panicked.

He glanced at Zhao Tianyu, his eyes were full of fear and but he was frozen in place, not daring to step forward at all.

"What do you want to see him do?"

Li Congxin's beard curled up: "If he dares to stop me, I will beat the shit out of him."

Zhao Tianyu's face was full of embarrassment.

Ancestor, can you give me some face? After all, I am the Feather Emperor of the Qingyun Dynasty...

All he could do was laugh sarcastically and pretend to be a loving father: "Bird, if my ancestor tells you to go over there, just go over there."

"As commanded."

The skinny girl walked up to Li Congxin with her head lowered like a restless kitten.

"This fairy-level fire-based skill, 'Flaming Dance in the Nine Heavens', is given to you." Li Congxin threw the secret book on the girl.

The girl was shocked.

After taking it, he quickly held the 'Flaming Dance Nine Heavens' in both hands and brought it to Li Congxin, and said in panic: "Old senior, don't make fun of me?"

"How much bullying and humiliation did you have to endure to become so timid and humble!"

Li Congxin sighed with compassion on his face, then glared and shouted: "I plan to accept you as my disciple, are you willing?"

Arbitrary and unquestionable: "I only give you three breaths of time to think about it. If you don't get an answer, let it go."

The girl was stunned on the spot.

A pair of sunken eyes looked at Li Congxin incredulously.

But it only lasted for two seconds, and he nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I do."

His thin body was trembling with excitement, and he knelt in front of Li Congxin: "Disciple, pay homage to master."

She knew that this was an opportunity for her to change her life, and it was also the only opportunity in her life. If she missed this opportunity, she would always live in the abyss like now and be trapped in desolation.

"It's still possible."

Li Congxin nodded with satisfaction and touched the girl's head: "Get up."

Watch this scene.

Wei Miaomiao, Zhuo Yifan, Yin Wuque, the three ancestors were all confused. Li Congxin originally had no intention of competing with them for Zhao Yanran, but this coward turned a blind eye to the beautiful little princess with the sacred fire spirit root, and actually accepted it. This ugly, worthless little princess with no spiritual roots, what is he doing?

They quickly observed it carefully.

This woman really has no spiritual roots, and her body is very useless.

At this moment, Queen Bulgari and Princess Zhao Yanran secretly clenched their fists with their hands.

There was a look of jealousy in his eyes.

But still unwilling to accept this, Bulgari said: "Senior, are you mistaken?"

"Can't be wrong."

Li Congxin glanced at her mother and daughter lightly: "In three days, I will bring my disciple back to retrieve what belongs to her."

"As for beating the shit out of you."

He glanced at the three ancestors again and spat: "Wait for three days." After that, he took the skinny girl's hand and flew arrogantly onto the chariot pulled by seven dragons.