Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Your cultivation level?" Lin Zhilan asked in surprise.

In just one month, Luo Wushu went from the initial stage of the Fusion Realm to the peak of the Fusion Realm. What a terrifying speed of cultivation is this?

"I was lucky, so I broke through." Luo Wushu smiled slightly, naturally it was impossible to explain too much.

"Luck?" Lin Zhilan looked at Luo Wushu, as if she wanted to see through it.

Of course he wouldn't believe it, luck said.

Even if he was lucky enough to have an epiphany, he would not be able to get such a huge transformation.

And the White Jade Chiyang Pill had no such effect.

Breaking the first order is its limit.

"My brother just likes to show off with a little talent."

"Zhilan, you don't have to go to your heart." Mo Fan smiled faintly.

"A little talent?" Lin Zhilan looked at Mo Fan with beautiful eyes.

"In one month, from the initial breakthrough of the Fusion Realm to the peak of the Fusion Realm, this is called a little talent?"

"I don't know, how many levels did your cultivation base break through?"

"Is there a lot of him?"

"That's not true!" Mo Fan shook his head. Is Lin Zhilan so demanding?

Lin Zhilan looked away from Mo Fan and looked at Luo Wushu again, "Let's go!"

"Good!" Luo Wushu nodded.

When entering Donghai Mansion, he took the initiative to mention to Lin Zhilan that he wanted to see the saint.

I just didn't expect that after a month of waiting, there was a result.

"I'll go with you!" Mo Fan said.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Zhilan asked.

"It happens to be familiar with Donghai Mansion, and it can be regarded as a mutual reference." Mo Fan said.

"Fairy Lin doesn't mind?" Luo Wushu smiled, naturally understanding Mo Fan's intention.

"Let's go!" Lin Zhilan glanced at Mo Fan, too lazy to say anything.

Accompanied by Mo Fan's shameless voice, the group soon came to the saint's palace.

In the pavilion, the sound of the curling piano comes out, which is elegant and refreshing, making it easy to blend into the elegant environment.

On the small bridge leading to the pavilion, Luo Wushu and others couldn't help but stop, and couldn't bear to break this beauty.

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped.

Luo Wushu raised his eyes, looked at the red figure in the pavilion, and praised: "Good song!"

"Is Luo Gongzi deliberately making a joke?"

"Your piano sound skills, the younger generation of Donghai Mansion today, I am afraid that no one can surpass it."

The saint spoke and smiled slightly.

"Don't dare, I just got Duyouqin by fluke." Luo Wushu said.

"I've also tried several times outside of Qingu." Saintess Road, and it is precisely because of this that Luo Wushu surprised him.

Luo Wushu smiled slightly, and did not continue to be humble.

His figure came to the pavilion and saw the saint up close.

Although still separated by the red gauze, but faintly can still capture what a beautiful face is under the red gauze.

However, this is not attractive to Luo Wushu.

His eyes are pure, just with a touch of appreciation, without any distracting thoughts.

After all, the person in front of him is not An Yixue.

"Listen to Zhilan, what do you want to see me?" The saint said.

"I want to see Mo Qingcheng!" Luo Wushu was straightforward.

He had already revealed this idea to Lin Zhilan, and it was natural that the saint could not be ignorant of it.

The saint was silent.

"The saint has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Luo Wushu continued.

The saint remained silent.

"Brother No Book!"

After a while, suddenly there was a voice coming from afar.

Luo Wushu looked at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The owner of the voice is a young girl, and has a relationship with him.

It was the young girl he had saved in the Nine Underworld Mountains, Wu Shasha.

Nowadays, the girl is becoming more and more slim, sinking fish and geese.

Of course, Luo Wushu's pupils shrank suddenly, not because of Wu Shasha.

It was because of the figure in the long green dress behind her.

She is like a willow, graceful and graceful, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her nose is like snow, her lips are like flowers, her face is beautiful, and she smiles.

Such a familiar figure, besides Mo Qingcheng, who else is there?

"rustle!"

"Allure!"

Luo Wushu shouted, with joy in his voice.

Reunion after a long absence is naturally worthy of happiness.

Of course, in addition to joy, there was also some surprise.

Surprised Wu Shasha will be here.

"Qingcheng!" Mo Fan also said cheerfully.

When I was in the Black and White Academy, I spent a while together, and the relationship between the two was equally good.

Although not as good as Luo Wushu and her, the feeling of suffering is not much different from that of brothers and sisters.

"No books!"

"Mo Fan!"

Mo Qingcheng opened the mouth and said, eyes faintly moist.

Of course, this is not sad, but weeping with joy.

The girl is a bit more emotional, and she has no hope at all.

Now that I can see Luo Wushu and Mo Fan again, that kind of emotion can be imagined.

"Sha Sha is my sister!"

The saint seemed to see Luo Wushu's puzzlement, and said: "Now, Qingcheng is practicing with her."

Hearing this, Luo Wushu suddenly understood.

Many things seem to have suddenly become clear.

Including why the East China Sea realm forces descended on the Jiuyuan Continent, and a series of things that happened later.

"Brother Wushu, at the beginning, I also asked Grandpa to take you to the Donghai Mansion for practice."

"But he said, since you have hidden secrets that he can't see through, you don't have to do anything special."

"Later, I met Sister Qingcheng and brought her."

Wu Shasha said.

Today, although she looks more and more drowning, she still seems to be full of girlish hearts.

"I'm interested, thank you Shasha!" Luo Wushu smiled. It is a good thing for Mo Qingcheng to be able to directly come to the East China Sea realm to practice from the Nine Yuan Continent.

"How is Bai Ning?" Luo Wushu looked at Mo Qingcheng, the saint woman and others were there, and did not say much.

Mo Qingcheng fell into silence immediately.

Even the smile on Wu Shasha's face slowly disappeared.

"What's the matter?" Luo Wu Shuyin was a little uneasy.

"Blame me!" Wu Shasha said a little guilty.

"Did something happen to Bai Ning?" Even Mo Fan sounded a little worried.

"She was taken away by the people of the Dark Temple." The saint said at this moment.

She also knows the ins and outs of things.

"The Dark Temple?" Luo Wushu asked in doubt.

"The Dark Temple is a demon power in the South China Sea. Its strength is not inferior to the East Sea Mansion, and even slightly stronger."

The saint woman eloquently explained the whole story.

Originally, Mo Qingcheng and Bai Ning did indeed follow Wu Shasha and his grandfather to Donghai Mansion.

But on the way, I ran into someone from the Dark Temple in the South China Sea.

However, Bai Ning's special physique was favored by the people of the Dark Temple and was taken away forcibly.

It is worth mentioning that although the people of the dark temple can't help Wu Shasha's grandfather.

But he can't help the other party either.

In those circumstances, if the other party insisted on taking Bai Ning away, he couldn't stop it at all.

After all, fighting at their level.

Just a little aftermath is enough to turn Mo Qingcheng, Wu Shasha and others into fan.

"The Dark Temple!"

Luo Wushu whispered this name, and there was an incomparable coldness in his eyes.