Son-in-law Dan Zun

Zichuan was smashed to the ground, his body trembling slightly, not because of the severity of his injuries.

This is Li Henzong, Luo Wushu first arrived, and he didn't dare to really do anything to him.

However, he hopes that he can have a chance to do it again.

In the presence of everyone at the same door, his face is lost today.

He repeatedly provokes and humiliates Luo Wushu as a little white face, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight him.

However, what is the fact?

Luo Wushu's cultivation base is inferior to him, but his strength can completely kill him in seconds.

Even a maid in the late Royal Sky Realm next to him has the strength to crush him.

If such a person is called a soft meal, a little white face, then what is he himself?

Are you worthy of World War I?

A few simple words, like a hot slap at the moment, slammed on the face fiercely.

At this moment, he even felt the gaze projected from many people, with sarcasm and sneer.

"A thousand spirit stones, don't you really intend to go wrong?" Luo Wushu stretched out his hand again.

"We won't be unable to lose!" Lu Chuan snorted and responded for Zichuan.

The group of people emptied their savings, and finally managed to collect a thousand spiritual stones and hand them to Luo Wushu.

Originally, they all thought that Zichuan won steadily, only then would the boy named Zichuan agree to the gambling contract.

However, who could have thought that it would end like this.

It was hard to bite the bullet and come to Zuixianlou for consumption. As a result, Zuixianlou didn't eat poorly, but lost everything here.

"Next time you want to bet, you are welcome to come to me again, as long as the cultivation base does not have a higher-self third-order."

Luo Wushu put away the one thousand spirit stones and said with a faint smile: "Of course, you don't have to call me if you don't have a thousand spirit stones ready."

"..."

Hearing that, the faces of Lu Chuan and others have become extremely ugly.

What does this guy think of them?

ATM?

Many people have completely changed their impression of Luo Wushu.

His cultivation is not as high as Tier 3 and he can be challenged. Does he already consider himself invincible in the mid-term of Yukong Realm?

mad!

It is arrogant.

"Let's go!" Luo Wushu looked at Mo Qingcheng and Qin He, and the four of them left directly.

The main reason for leaving those two sentences is to prevent unnecessary troubles.

There are a thousand spiritual stones and other conditions, and now many people want to make a move, afraid that they will have to weigh whether they can afford the spiritual stones.

"This guy, unexpectedly defeated Gu Zichuan so easily?"

Zuoqiu Chuxia looked at the back of Luo Wushu and his group leaving, his eyes were thinking, could it be that she missed it?

Immediately, the corners of her mouth swept up again.

Don’t you know if you don’t want to see if you try again?

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"Brother Luo, wait for me!" Jian Blind followed and said.

Luo Wushu and the others slowed down and waited for Jian Blind to catch up. Without his action, they could solve Lu Chuan's trouble, but it would inevitably waste a lot of time.

"My fiancée has been more savage and willful since I was a child, don't take it to your heart." Jian Blind chuckled.

"It's okay!" Luo Wushu smiled slightly.

Although Zuoqiu Chuxia was disgusted, he wouldn't take it too seriously.

Anyway, she is also Jian Blind's fiancée.

It's just that, for people like her, she will deal with less in the future.

"You will live with Uncle Lan for the time being. I think you also prefer to be quiet. It just happens that you won't be disturbed easily there." Jian Blind said.

"Okay!" Luo Wushu nodded, and they came to Li Henzong for cultivation.

In contrast, where to stay is not so important, the guest can do whatever they want.

"Brother Luo, what are your plans now?" Jian Blind asked.

Luo Wushu shook his head, "Temporarily take one step and count one step, so let's improve your cultivation first!"

In the future, they will definitely return to the Yuan Dynasty to rebuild the Black and White Academy.

But at the moment, the top priority is to improve the cultivation level, otherwise, everything is empty talk.

"Have you seen that mountain?" Jian Blind suddenly pointed in a direction.

Although his eyes were covered with black cloth, it didn't seem to affect him at all.

Luo Wushu nodded, and saw Jian Blind continue to say: "On the top of the mountain, there is an immortal pond, and the benefits of cultivating in it are far beyond imagination."

In his voice, he did not hide his longing.

"In the Lihen Sect, almost all the inner disciples want to enter the fairy pond to practice."

"But, in a year, there are only ten places."

Luo Wushu did not speak, and listened carefully to Jian Blind's introduction.

"And these ten places are generated from the Inner Sect Grand Competition. Only the top ten can get the opportunity to enter the fairy pond."

"So, I still suggest that you join the Lihen Sect, so that you can really get some of the cultivation resources of the Sect."

Luo Wushu shook his head, his current identity is really not suitable for joining the Lihen Sect.

Moreover, he did not have that mind.

"Do you have to enter the Liheng Sect to participate in the Inner Sect Competition?" Mo Qingcheng asked curiously.

"That was a big match against the inner disciples, what do you think?" Jian Blind said.

"Maybe Sect Master is willing to give us a chance." Luo Wushu suddenly smiled.

"Then you still have to dream!" Jian Blind shook his head.

No outsider has ever participated in the Inner Sect Grand Competition and obtained the qualification to enter the fairy pond. How could the Sect Master agree.

After a while, the group returned to the mountain where Chen Lan lived.

Chen Lan's identity in Li Henzong seemed to be somewhat special. When he entered the palace where he lived, no one had encountered it.

Live alone in such a big palace?

Could it be that he is not in the Lihen Sect, accepting one or two disciples?

Luo Wushu and his party chose a room to live in, and it was considered to have a place to stay temporarily.

After Jian Blind chatted with the group for a while, he said goodbye and left.

"The cultivation conditions here are undoubtedly much better than those of Yuan Guo, so let's practice hard!"

Luo Wushu confessed, and separated from the three women and went directly to the room to practice.

In the room, Luo Wushu sat cross-legged, and many pictures appeared in his mind.

It hasn't been long since he was reborn in Anchan City, but he has experienced a lot.

The weakness of strength puts him under tremendous pressure many times.

Invisible, there was a big knife that enveloped him, as long as he was careless, there would be a worry for his life.

Of course, this kind of pressure has also caused his cultivation base to increase at an extremely fast speed.

Even in a place where the aura of the Yuan Dynasty was poor, his cultivation speed was not slow at all.

Compared with people of the same age, what he lacks is that he has cultivated too late, and there will be some gaps in his cultivation.

But fortunately, his methods are far better than ordinary people and can bridge some gaps in cultivation.

Moreover, his cultivation base is constantly catching up.

Just like the beginning, he could only look up to Jian Bufan, but now Jian Bufan is no longer his opponent.

Of course, Luo Wushu never regarded Jian Bufan as a real opponent.

It's just a ladder he needs to step on on the way to the strong.

Including those seemingly behemoth-like forces in the Yuan Kingdom.

When they return to the Yuan Dynasty, they will eventually become history and become a sign of the reconstruction of the Black and White Academy.

Demon Yue and Mo Fan appeared in Luo Wushu's mind.

What kind of power is behind them?

Knowing the two for so long, he didn't realize that there was anything special about them.

Moreover, like a piece of white paper, there is not much difference from the children of ordinary families.

Otherwise, he wouldn't need to teach them to practice from time to time.

Of course Luo Wushu could not have imagined that the forces behind the two did not really allow them to start practicing.

Qin He, Mo Qingcheng, Bai Ning, Yuan Jin...

Another group of figures flashed in Luo Wushu's mind, including Xie Xiaoyan, Mo Qingyun and others flashing past at this moment.

Even Luo Wushu himself had to admit that now she didn't have much time, thinking about returning to the heavens, returning to the front of Bai Yiqing, and depriving him of everything he had given her.

Of course, his current strength does not have the meaning of thinking about it.

In the end, in the end...

The picture in Luo Wushu's mind freezes as a person, Yaoxi.

A person who looks exactly like An Yixue.

Even the temperament is not much different.

In contrast, An Yixue was a bit less, the feeling of being out of reach.

Are you okay in the Ice and Snow Temple now?

Luo Wushu muttered to himself.