Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

Bing Wei and Bing Wu felt like crying when they saw Xue Shi Lou's legs trembling.

Although they and Xue Shi Lou were both in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, they could walk sideways under the Fusion Realm when they joined forces, but Xue Shi Lou was a sword cultivator who could rival the Fusion Realm!

It was said that he never lost in a fight with a cultivator in the early stage of the Fusion Realm, and there were rumors that he did not get hurt even though he did not win the fight with the Demon King!

If Xue Shi Lou came with a sword, they would be seriously injured if not dead!

Why was Xue Shi Lou here, and why was he holding a rake?

Bing Wei and Bing Wu took out nails and hammers from their storage rings and repaired the door with clanging sounds.

As the confidants of the Ice Dragon Clan's patriarch, the two were proficient in everything from killing and arson to repairing doors and shoes.

Xue Shi Lou supervised them in their work, and they did not dare to use ordinary wood as a substitute. They painfully took out the trunks of the dragon blood wood and cut them into wooden doors for installation.

This is dragon blood wood, which is the best material for refining magic weapons of the god level.

"Teacher Xue, please continue teaching, we will not disturb you."

Bing Wei and Bing Wu bent their necks and waists, and humbly left the martial arts hall.

The two left the martial arts hall and Mu Xue City, ignoring the surprised expressions of passers-by, and turned into dragons and flew away.

...

The chief of the Ice Dragon Clan coiled on the ice pillar, with a majestic aura without anger. In the Ice Dragon Clan, he is the sky.

He was displeased when he heard the report from these two useless subordinates: "You mean, Xue Shilou taught that bastard how to use a spiked rake in the martial arts hall?"

"It's true, sir!"

Bing Wei and Bing Wu cried and kowtowed as they recounted the horrific scene at that time: "We have a feeling that if we walk a step slower, we will be chopped into minced meat by that killer's sword!"

The clan leader snorted coldly: "Two frightened trash, they can't even tell right from wrong. It must be that Xue Shilou went to Muxue City to observe the sword energy left by the peerless swordsman, and used the martial arts hall as a foothold, and taught the kids a few moves in his spare time."

"Do you really think that bastard is Xue Shilou's disciple!"

Shi Yi is half a member of the Bingjiao clan, and it would not be good to let someone other than a confidant take action to kill Shi Yi.

"I still have to do it myself."

The clan leader is not a procrastinator, and he immediately set off for Muxue City.

He was a cultivator in the late stage of fusion, so he was not afraid of the killing star snow tenth floor.

The clan leader landed and turned into a human form, without even the slightest intention of concealing his killing intention. Passersby could feel his aura and avoided him.

He went straight to the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall in Muxue City and kicked the door of the martial arts hall.

"Mr. Xue, don't think that my two men..."

"Xiao Shi, you should punch according to your feelings, and don't be stiff." Teacher Lu pointed out the shortcomings of Shi Yi's movements.

Shi Yi studied very hard, and he did whatever Teacher Lu said. He felt that learning the Tiger Roar Fist would help him awaken his bloodline.

The students all turned their heads to look at the Ice Dragon Clan Clan leader.

Lu Yang also looked over.

The moment he saw Lu Yang's appearance clearly, the clan leader felt like he fell into an ice cellar, and his body was as stiff as a puppet.

The Ice Dragon Clan is a branch of the Dragon Clan. He was fortunate enough to attend the birthday party of the old Dragon King of the East China Sea. At the birthday party, he saw Lu Yang and the ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan walk out of the dragon ball with his own eyes. The ancient ancestor of the Dragon Clan also thanked Lu Yang for awakening her.

He also heard that Lu Yang was the next leader of the Dao Sect, and was highly regarded by Guiyuan Tianzun and Hanhai Daojun, and Hanhai Daojun and the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, Ao Ya, were Taoist partners.

Not to mention that Lu Yang was the world's number one prodigy with a strong background.

None of them could be provoked by him.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Yang frowned and asked, being interrupted halfway through the class.

The clan leader said angrily: "Don't think that my two men are reliable. Look at the broken door they built. It's not strong at all. It can be kicked to pieces with one kick. It's really embarrassing. Fortunately, I came to check it out!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely build this door firmly!"

The Ice Dragon Clan Clan leader said while taking out a hammer, nails, and the trunk of the ten thousand year old dragon wood from the storage ring.

The ten thousand year old dragon wood is one of the foundations of the Ice Dragon Clan. Anyone in the fusion stage will be jealous. The clan leader felt painful when he took it out.

Soon, the martial arts hall reinstalled a wooden door, and the Ice Dragon Clan Clan leader smiled and retreated.

"I won't disturb you in class. You continue."

He turned into a dragon when he left the martial arts hall, and flew back to the Ice Dragon Clan with lingering fear.

"Father, did you kill that bastard?" The son of the Ice Dragon Clan Clan leader was a pale young man with a weak step and a gloomy feeling when he smiled.

He had always coveted Bingwu's beauty, but Bingwu refused him, even if his father tried to persuade him personally.

He must have been thinking about his son.

This time, his father killed her son and stopped thinking about it, so Bingwu should submit to him.

Pah——

The clan leader slapped his son in the face: "What bastard? Watch your words. That's the holy son secretly cultivated by our clan!"

"Ah?" The son covered his face and was dumbfounded.

The clan leader didn't explain too much, and hurried to the forbidden area to release Bingwu, hoping that Lu Yang would not bother with him.

The biggest dream of their Bingjiao clan is to produce a real dragon and join the Dragon Palace. If they really offend Lu Yang, a word can prevent their Bingjiao clan from joining the Dragon Palace forever.

"Bingwu, do you think we should take your son and your husband here, or do you go back?"

Bingwu looked at the clan leader suspiciously. What happened? The clan leader's attitude towards her changed so much that she thought there was some conspiracy here.

"I'll go back."

...

When Shi Yi returned home, he saw his father, who had quit drinking, lying on the table, drinking to relieve his sorrow. He was already unconscious.

He had buried his wife's affairs in his heart, but when he told his son about the past, the memories of the past came to his mind, and he could only numb himself with alcohol.

Shi Yi sighed, and at the same time, he had endless fighting spirit in his heart.

What if it was the Ice Dragon Clan? Even if he risked his life, he would save his mother!

He felt that when he practiced the Tiger Roar Fist, it could promote the awakening of his blood. Although he didn't know the reason, it would definitely be an opportunity for him to rescue his mother!

Suddenly, the door of the house opened, the north wind howled, the wind and snow poured back, and the beautiful woman stood at the door of the house, covering her tears with excitement.

Shi Hunter's eyes were blurred, as if he saw the beautiful figure that he had not seen for fifteen years.

"Bing'er."

...

Grandpa Murong looked at the banner on the table and fell into deep thought. Several young apprentices said they didn't know, so they called Teacher Lu and Teacher Xue.

He pointed at the banner and asked, "Shi Yi's family sent a banner to our martial arts school, thanking our martial arts school for helping them reunite. Do you know why?"

The two teachers looked at Uncle Murong blankly and shook their heads.

"Then our martial arts school replaced the door with a very solid one. Did you ask someone to replace it?"

The two teachers still looked at Uncle Murong blankly and shook their heads.

"We didn't ask anyone."

Uncle Murong hissed, are there so many kind people in this world?