Wuxia Chat Group: I'm a cultivator!

Leader of the World Society: "Agreed! I agree!"

Xiong Ba nodded repeatedly, his expression excited.

He would have to be a fool to use such a precious elixir to improve his martial arts level.

A third-grade elixir!

This is a pill specifically designed for cultivators at the Core Formation stage!

If it weren't for his current low level of cultivation in immortality, he would have given up on cultivating in the realm of martial arts long ago.

"With the third-grade pill, the Divine Transformation Pill, my spiritual sense can grow rapidly, and my combat power at the same level of cultivation is far superior to others."

Xiong Ba was well aware of the advantages of cultivators.

The reason why cultivating immortality is more powerful than martial arts is partly because the energy level of magical power is much higher than that of internal energy.

On the other hand, cultivating immortality can lead to the development of divine consciousness.

The stronger one's spiritual sense, the more agile one can be in controlling a flying sword, and the greater its power can be. This is also the key reason why cultivators can fly even when they are in the Qi Refining stage.

The cultivator sent a special red envelope to the leader of the World Cult.

The leader of the World Alliance has received the red envelope.

"A Grade Three Elixir, the Spirit Transformation Pill!"

The other people in the chat group were also watching with great interest.

"Whoosh~"

Amidst the astonished gazes of the others in the chat group, Qiao Feng eagerly steered his flying sword toward Shaolin Temple.

"Senior Sweeping Monk, I am Qiao Feng. Although you are humble, I know that you were once the number one master in the world, so I would like to have a friendly spar with you."

Qiao Feng found the Sweeper Monk, who was still in a daze, and challenged him directly.

After these transactions, especially the one with Xiong Ba, Qiao Feng deeply understood the importance of points.

Therefore, he also needs to actively trigger group tasks to earn points rewards.

The sweeping monk: "???"

Am I the best in the world?

Didn't you see the fight just now?

You didn't participate?

There are over a dozen cultivators, over a dozen grandmasters, and one troublemaker. How did you rank me as the number one in the world?

Did you hit me?

Just say it!

Chapter 149 Some old group members are really too much of a failure, shameless Sect Leader Yue.

"Benefactor Qiao, we have no grudge against each other, do we?"

“Even if your father secretly looked at the 72 Shaolin skills in the Sutra Pavilion, I never said anything.”

"They even placed Buddhist scriptures that could resolve his health problems on the side."

The sweeping monk's expression was incredibly complex, and his heart was filled with immense sorrow.

He wasn't grieving that Qiao Feng had deliberately fabricated a reason to beat him up; rather, he was grieving for himself.

About forty-five years ago, his strength reached the peak of the Innate Realm, and he wanted to go further.

So he traveled all over the Song Dynasty, Tibet, and Liao Dynasty, discussing Daoist principles, sparring with masters, and examining the martial arts manuals of other schools.

He visited various factions, including the Xiaoyao Sect, the Dalun Temple, and the Tianlong Temple.

As a result, they did not find a worthy opponent.

"Shaolin Temple!"

The sweeping monk no longer knew whether to be grateful to Shaolin Temple or to resent it.

After confirming that he had no rivals in the world, the Sweeper Monk chose to live in seclusion at Shaolin Temple.

By studying the five or six hundred years of heritage of Shaolin Temple, he successfully broke through to the Grandmaster realm.

After breaking through to the Grandmaster realm, the Sweeper Monk realized a cruel reality: the world has its limits, and once his realm reached the Grandmaster realm, he could no longer advance to a higher level.

Therefore, he came to a conclusion.

He is now invincible.

Wealth, women, power, and status—none of it matters to him.

His strength is unparalleled, so the outside world no longer holds any appeal for him.

Therefore, he quietly secluded himself in Shaolin Temple to study Buddhism, hoping to find a way to transcend the boundaries of the world.

More than forty years have passed, and his strength has indeed increased considerably.

However, his cultivation level did not improve at all.

"If I hadn't secluded myself in Shaolin Temple and had continued to seek opportunities in more distant places, would I have also become a cultivator?"

"Even if I can't become a cultivator, is it possible to cultivate to the Grandmaster level?"

If it weren't for his strong will, the Sweeper Monk might even be thinking of bursting into tears right now.

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of the world, but now he has discovered a cruel reality.

He was just a frog in a well.

He thought the world was only as big as a well opening, and that the Grandmaster realm was the strongest.

However, today's battle taught him that the Grandmaster realm is far from reaching the limits of the world.

In addition to martial arts, they can even cultivate immortality.

How could this not drive the Sweeping Monk to despair?

"Ding dong! Special mission triggered: Who is the best in the world? There is always someone better. No one knows that the old monk who has been silently sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple for more than forty years has been the best in the world for more than forty years. Defeat him, become the best in the world, and you will be rewarded with 2 points."

Just then, Qiao Feng heard a notification from the group system.

"Senior, please give me some advice!"

"After this battle, I will definitely apologize to you."

Qiao Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute, his expression resolute, and said.

2 points!

Whether the Sweeper Monk likes it or not, he must fight him today.

The sweeping monk: "?Chocolate?Chocolate".

"it is good!"

The sweeping monk took a deep breath, and his gaze became firm.

He missed out on so much in his life!

Today, since Qiao Feng, a cultivator, is challenging him, he will take this opportunity to personally experience just how powerful a cultivator really is.

This slightly alleviated his grief of more than forty years.

"Om~"

The Sweeper Monk clasped his hands together, and an invisible wall of energy enveloped Qiao Feng.

He had watched the previous earth-shattering battle very carefully.

Once Qiao Feng flies into the sky, he won't even be able to touch him.

"Don't worry, senior, I don't know how to fly on a sword."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he put away his flying sword.

"The Mountain and Sea Fist Manual!"

"Black Tortoise Divine Palm!"

"Perfect Harmony Golden Finger!"

"Oracle Bone Dragon Claw!"

Qiao Feng seemed to transform into a roc, a black tortoise, and a flying dragon. His true form, formed from various internal energies, soared through the air like a real divine beast, emitting the roar of a divine beast.

The four techniques—fist, palm, finger, and claw—appeared as one, attacking the sweeping monk simultaneously.

These are the four ultimate techniques among the ten strongest martial arts.

Before the attack even got close to the Sweeper Monk's barrier of energy, the powerful energy tore the barrier apart, and a hand landed on the Sweeper Monk's shoulder.

"Senior, you've lost!"

Qiao Feng reminded him, saying.

The sweeping monk: "?Chocolate?Chocolate".