Supreme Immortal Demon

It was almost sunset when Luo Chuan returned to the empty mountain realm.

Red maple forest, small building.

Luo Chuan stood against the building, his heart as calm as water.

A gust of wind blew from the due west, and the autumn wind swept through the red maple forest, blowing down 320 maple leaves in an instant, of which 203 fell within ten miles, and the rest fell ten miles away.

Directly to the east, a long stream intersects with the red maple forest and splashes water. There are 3,621 in total, each one is crystal clear and as plump as a pearl, and 39 of them contain dust and insect corpses.

Ten miles to the south, ten miles to the north, with Luochuan as the center, everything within a radius of ten miles can be seen in the mind.

"The secret realm of Tianmen is indeed magical." Luo Chuan said to himself.

"Heaven and man are one! How could you..." A woman exclaimed from behind.

Luo Chuan turned around and saw surprise on Ren Xi's face. He murmured in a low voice: "I just completed the foundation building two days ago. Even if I spread the fire to establish Huangting in these two days, I can realize that the way of heaven and man is definitely not the same." How could it happen so quickly...who are you?"

"you guess."

"Guess your size." Wen Renxi snorted: "When my master comes, I will see that you are still arrogant."

"The relationship between the Void Mountain Realm and the Great Mieke Peak seems to be very bad now. I don't believe it, your master dares to come." Luo Chuan said with a smile.

"Nonsense! My master was a Taoist of the Six Divisions of the previous generation. When he was young, he went to Kunting Mountain alone, one of the seven major sects, and penetrated the True Disciple Academy of Kunting Mountain with one man and one shot!" Wen Renxi's eyes flashed with pride. Xiang Luochuan sneered: "My master usually hates cunning villains like you! When master comes, you will look good!"

"Cunning villain?" Luo Chuan was speechless.

A person walked out of the red maple forest and saw that it was Wang Xiazi. Luo Chuan fell downstairs.

"Have you heard about it?" Luo Chuan asked.

"Ashamed. I've asked everyone I can, but I haven't heard anything about Zhou Buchen." Wang Xiazi said with a red face.

A shadow flashed under the setting sun and landed in front of the small building. It was Lu Ping.

"Sir, I have contacted Young Master Luo." Lu Ping said hesitantly.

"Oh? Is there any news from my aunt?" Luo Chuan looked at Lu Ping.

"Young Master Luo sent a message saying that the young lady has rushed to the Great Xia Dynasty. She is now the registered disciple of the old man Tiancan. The old man Tiancan has a senior sister in the Great Xia Dynasty. The young madam is going to defect first and then make plans. Lu Ping's voice suddenly became hesitant: "As for Zhou, Zhou..."

"Speak slowly. Zhou Buchen, how is he doing now?" Luo Chuan said calmly.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Ping quietly looked at Luo Chuan's face and calmed his emotions: "Young Master Luo Feihe sent a message that Zhou Buchen had his skills sealed and was imprisoned in the Haisha dungeon of Daxia Daozunyuan."

"I know." Luo Chuan turned his back to the small building and walked towards the mountain road in the distance.

"Young Master..." Lu Ping was stunned and suddenly shouted: "Young Master! You can't go!"

"Young Master Luo said in the letter that the Great Xia Dynasty is extremely powerful, and the princes and courtiers all practice the Immortal Way. There are Taoist temples all over the place, and all the people follow the Tao. It is the real Immortal Family Dynasty! The Daxia Daozunyuan is the Imperial Academy of the Immortal Dynasty. Young There are many immortal masters gathered, and there are countless famous immortals among the disciples. Almost all of the six Taoist monks have studied in Daozun Academy, and they have a deep friendship."

"I know that Young Master and Zhou Buchen have a good relationship, but, but, but..."

The evening breeze blew, and Luo Chuan stopped.

"There is a legend of the Tang Dynasty, named Zhou Buchen. He was born as a prince, and his proud sword shook the country. Like him, he was arrogant and unruly, born with pride. But now his skills have been sealed and imprisoned in a three-foot cage. This is nothing compared to His life is still painful.”

Luo Chuan's voice was unusually calm, and both Lu Ping and Wang Xiazi fell silent.

"Back then, Bai Yujing, I took you to the palace birthday banquet. He regarded me as a friend and laughed angrily. Then he turned against the King of Tang. He dared to fight all the immortals in the palace with one man and one sword. Now he is in trouble, don't tell me what it is. Daozunyuan, even if it is the imperial palace of the Great Immortal Dynasty, I, Luo Chuan, will go there even if I fight to the death."

Lu Ping's heart skipped a beat, his blood surged up, and the tip of his nose felt slightly sore: "Young Master!"

"Boss Luo..." Wang Xiazi stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief. Although he didn't know Zhou Buchen, when he heard Luo Chuan's words, he felt his blood boiling with passion, almost igniting his body.

Upstairs, Wen Renxi stared blankly at Luo Chuan's back, and it took a long time to calm down.

"Huh, he must be acting. How could such a cunning and wretched villain have such a big heart? Wait... Luo Chuan? It seems a bit familiar."

When Luo Chuan came to the main hall, the moon had already risen on the branches.

The Autumn Competition was temporarily suspended because Luo Chuan's skills shocked everyone, and all the guests from the Immortal Family who came to support them also turned around. The building was empty, but Daoyan Arena was still lively. This is also a common practice. Every night, after the Taoist class is over, if the disciples do not go back to practice, they will come to the Daoyan Arena to exchange ideas and talk about Taoism.

And because of the autumn competition, there were especially many disciples gathered in Daoyan Arena tonight. There are outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, and many main peak disciples. They formed small and large groups, forming large and small circles, scattered around the arena.

When Luo Chuan's figure appeared in the Daoyan Arena, the noisy arena a moment ago fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan had long been accustomed to strange looks. He walked straight towards the main hall with an expressionless face as usual and without squinting. It's easy to get in and out of the empty mountain world, but it's hard to get out. You can't pass through the mountain gate formation without a warrant.

A figure stumbled out. Judging from his clothing, he was an inner disciple.

"Master, Master, Senior Brother." The young man had disheveled hair, red eyes, and a slightly crazy look. He looked at Luo Chuan with an extremely fanatical look.

Challenger?

Luo Chuan shook his head secretly. After he defeated Bei Liutian, someone dared to challenge him. Luo Chuan himself felt incredible.

"What?" Luo Chuan glanced at the young man.

There were bursts of sneers around him, and this time it was obviously not laughing at Luo Chuan.

"After watching the battle between Senior Brother and Bei Liutian, Junior Brother was deeply touched. Junior Brother is not talented, and I would like to ask Senior Brother a question about cultivation. Junior Brother is practicing the Void Return to One Chao Yuan Gong, but I always feel that something is not in place. Every time I practice the last 36th form, although I have spare energy, I feel that I can't fully exert it. Please teach me, Senior Brother." The young man bowed to the bottom and said seriously.

The laughter was endless.

"Zong Dazi is being stupid again."

"Don't say that Senior Brother Luo is now prominent, even if he is still like before... who would care about a fool."

"The Kongxu Guiyi Chaoyuan Gong is not even as good as the ninth-grade basic Kongxu Jue. It is the most basic entry method with no power. There are actually people who practice it all the way to the 36th form. It's hard to understand."

Luo Chuan was stunned. This was the first time he encountered such a thing in more than a year since he came to Kongxu Mountain Realm.

"I have something else to do." Luo Chuan said.

"Oh. Thank you, Senior Brother. Please." The young man took a step back, with deep disappointment in his eyes.

After taking two steps, Luo Chuan kept walking and spoke.

"The Return of Emptiness to the Chao Yuan Gong... I haven't practiced it. In my opinion, there are two common points in practice. One is perseverance. Everyone's talents are different. Only by persistence can you defeat talents. The second is to alternate between tension and relaxation. The way of practice cannot be blindly reckless. You should tighten when you should tighten and relax when you should relax. Enlightenment is often between tension and relaxation."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother! Senior brother, my name is Zong Wu Yu!" The inner disciple was excited and bowed deeply to Luo Chuan's back.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Luo to be so polite and not arrogant at all."

"Yeah, why didn't I notice it before."

"Senior Brother Luo said that the tension and relaxation, when I think about it carefully, I also think it makes sense."

"Bah, what are you bragging about! Who is Senior Brother Luo, and who are you? You are so shameless."

The inner and outer disciples talked a lot, and many of them were ready to move, but when they thought of their previous attitude towards Luo Chuan, they were ashamed and didn't dare to step forward, and they regretted it very much. Most of the disciples in the main peak were lost in deep thought, looking at Luo Chuan with eyes full of respect and admiration.

Luo Chuan had just walked past the Daoyan Arena and was still some distance away from the main hall when another group of people swarmed over.

"Hahaha, I finally met the Luo Xian family. I am so lucky."

"The Luo Xian family is so powerful that it really opened my eyes."

"Luo Xian family, I am the king of Yongqi. If you are free someday, you can come to Yongqi as a guest.

"I am the king of Fuguo..."

These people are the lords of various countries who are protected by the Empty Mountain Realm. There are about twenty kings, each wearing a dragon robe and jade boots, wearing a crown on his head, and happily trying to make friends with Luo Chuan. These kings have some Taoism. Those with shallow cultivation can prolong their lives, and those with higher cultivation are only equivalent to the third level of foundation building.

Luo Chuan was too lazy to even deal with it, he just wanted to walk over quickly.

One person squeezed in from the kings. He was short and fat. Although he also wore a python robe and jade boots, it was very old, and the corners of his clothes were gray, as if he had just rolled out of the mud.

"Luo Xian family! The little king has something to ask for! "While wiping the sweat off his face, the short and fat king said quickly, "I am the prince of Liu. I beg the Luo Xian family to pay attention to the trial bounty list of my Liu country when you have time!"

The surrounding kings looked at the prince of Liu with contempt, and kept their distance intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Chuan took the opportunity to stand out from the crowd and strode towards the main hall, with scattered sarcasms from the kings behind him.

"This prince Zhu really won't cry until he sees the coffin."

"Five years ago, Liu was still a medium-sized country, but in just five years, it has become so desolate."

"It is said that if the king is not virtuous, there will be evil. Haha, the reason why Liu has become what it is now is inseparable from the king of Liu."