Chapter 171 What You Expect Is Your Nightmare

Su Changge almost laughed out loud at Lu Wanhong's arrogant attitude, looking at him as if he were a fool, with a smile on his face.

I'm sorry, but when it comes to the martial arts tournament, you're going to swallow shit.

After all, with my physical body, if they hit me, I might be fine, but if I hit them, they will definitely die!

Just thought of this.

Lu Wanhong suddenly took out an hourglass, stared at it and said, "Oh, why does time pass so slowly? Why don't we have a competition tomorrow? The sect leader really insists on making a plan. One year from now, I even dream that the competition will start soon! "

In the hourglass (note: an hourglass is an ancient timepiece), grains of sand are sliding down, like running water, very quickly.

But Lu Wanhong felt extremely slow. He couldn't wait to avenge Huang Jiulong now.

Sikong Tu also took out an hourglass at this time, stared at the sand flowing downwards, and sneered: "Little Transparent, to be honest, I am more looking forward to the competition than anyone else now. Hurry up and see this hourglass." Is it? Your life is passing by so fast, you should be dying of anxiety now, right?"

Su Changge sneered and retorted: "Lu Wanhong, your tail is in the sky, right? I solemnly tell you now, if the martial arts competition really starts, the higher you climb now, the harder you will fall. You are looking forward to it." The tournament will be your nightmare."

"And you," he turned to look at Sikong Tu and said with a smile, "you will die and you will be dead, but don't blame me for not warning you."

Sikong Tu also laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said sadly: "Ouch, I'm so scared! I really just want to see how I can die without leaving any scum left."

At this moment, suddenly, someone from Tiantai Peak shouted from a distance: "Junior Brother Sikong, come quickly and help dispose of the waste pills!"

Waste elixir?

Su Changge's heart moved.

Sikong Tu responded hurriedly: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Hu, he's here, he's here!"

He hurriedly fled towards his own peak.

Seeing Sikong Tu leaving, Lu Wanhong snorted coldly: "Little Transparent, you won't be able to hold on for long, just wait!"

After saying that, he ran away without waiting for Su Changge to reply.

Su Changge looked at his retreating back, took a sip on the ground, and said, "Do you think I'm afraid?"

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, and with a hiss, he moved the Taichu Shadow Ghost Step and quietly followed Si Kongtu.

Not long after, Sikong Tu arrived at the entrance of the Tiantai Peak Alchemy Hall.

He had no idea that there was a figure hiding in his shadow.

At this time, in the main hall, Du Sihai was refining elixirs, and a furnace of good spiritual elixirs was being produced.

But the waste elixirs also add up to a huge amount, and the amount is astonishing.

Spirit-enhancing elixir, a type of elixir that increases the upper limit of spiritual energy in the body, can expand the Dantian and allow it to store more spiritual energy.

If many low-level monks use extremely powerful killing moves in battle, the spiritual energy stored in their bodies is often only enough to hit one or two and then disappear. Especially in fierce fighting, if the spiritual energy is insufficient, the end that awaits them will be very terrible. Death means disability.

But once Dantian expands, this situation will change dramatically.

A high-level spirit-enhancing pill can expand the Dantian to the size of a large river. This is what Du Sihai is currently refining.

The reason for refining so many pills was entirely because Huang Jiulong's painful wails could be heard deep inside the Alchemy Pavilion.

"Ahhh! Ahhhh! It hurts me so much! I'm in so much pain!"

He was severely injured, with broken ribs and bruises all over his body.

If he had stored a huge amount of spiritual energy in his body at that time and could have fired a few more big moves, he would not have fallen to this.

So Du Sihai planned to solve the problem fundamentally.

As soon as Sikong Tu walked to the door, he saw Hu Han walking out with a storage bag.

"Junior Brother Sikong, I have to show Master how the fire is going, and I can't get away. You should find a place to sell these waste elixirs, and you can get some money."

Hu Han said helplessly.

Du Sihai originally planned to throw away these elixirs, but for Huang Jiulong, he had been refining elixirs every day recently, resulting in too many waste elixirs. It would be a pity to throw them away.

Adhering to the principle of recycling waste, he thought he could make some money by selling it.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Sikong Tu said respectfully, then took the storage bag and opened it, only to see that it was full of waste pills, including thousands of them.

In the shadows, Su Changge's eyes froze when he heard that he was going to sell waste pills instead of throwing them away, but he soon relaxed.

He left quietly, then strode into Tiantai Peak, and shouted from a distance towards the Alchemy Hall: "You want to sell useless elixirs? Isn't it too laborious to run so far? Why don't you sell it to me?"

When Sikong Tu heard this, he immediately laughed.

"You must be so frightened by what I just said that you want to fight in a panic, right? But I advise you, give up. You can't open your meridians even if you take good pills, so can you take useless pills? How funny!”

Hu Han also ridiculed: "This is the first time I have seen someone struggling to get the Waste Pill. Could it be that they have never taken the Waste Pill and want to try it?"

Su Changge ignored their words.

Will he tell these people the reason? ridiculous!

"Just tell me how much it is!"

Su Changge directly entered the bargaining stage.

Sikong Tu sneered: "Do you think I will sell it to you? Stop dreaming. Although the place where I buy medicinal materials is indeed a bit far away, even if I travel 300 million miles to other realms to sell it, I won't. Sell ​​it to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Han suddenly shook his head and laughed: "Junior Brother Sikong, you are wrong. Xiaoming can't practice anyway, so what if you sell it to him?"

"I don't believe it. Can he still open up his meridians with the waste pill?"