At the city's south station, Zang Lao Dao's eyes were deep and he looked at the young man above the clouds of the Western Mountains, who made a move with his sword and invited the stars and the moon to emerge. If the murderous intention in his heart could hurt someone's life, Luo Guan was afraid that he would have been cut into thousands of pieces.
If this son is not eliminated, he will become a serious problem for the Immortal Sect!
Taking a deep breath, the old Taoist bowed to Emperor Wu Houshan and turned away.
In the mass graves in the north of the city, the five poisonous rotting corpses screamed angrily, "Luo Guan...die...must die..." Killing intent surged into his eyes.
He opened his mouth and inhaled hard, and all the poisonous mist that filled the sky entered his stomach. He crushed the earth with his feet, and the rotten corpses disappeared into it.
Diwu Houshan.
Lao Cheng was excited, his face flushed, "I won! Hahaha! Luo Guan really won!"
"Yes, Luo Guan won." The dean's voice was calm, "But do you think that the Immortal Sect has been waiting for thirty years to finally kill me, and they would be willing to see another one like me from Diwu? ...No, is it even a successor who is stronger and has more potential than me?"
Lao Cheng's laughter stopped abruptly, "Dean, you mean... the Immortal Sect will attack Luo Guan?!" His thoughts started to change rapidly. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable he became, and the more panic he became... If he were an Immortal... The people of the sect will definitely try their best to kill Luo Guan.
"Damn the Immortal Sect! Dean, we must not let their conspiracy succeed!"
The dean's voice was faint, "Don't worry, I am worse off than dead. I have struggled for thirty years before I finally found a perfect successor for Diwu, who will lead Diwu on the road to rise."
"At this critical moment, I will never allow anyone to hurt Luo Guan... Whoever dares to take action, I will send him on his way!"
In the thatched cottage.
The dean picked up an inconspicuous iron sword next to him and said with a smile, "Old man, I have been sorry for you all these years. Now that there are successors to the Imperial Martial Arts, we can finally strike out with the last sword with confidence."
Buzz——
The iron sword trembled, blood lines appeared on its dark surface, and evil suddenly appeared!
"Don't worry, old man. Although you and I are about to die, we must gather a few more people to go to hell together before we die."
"Based on my understanding of the Immortal Sect, this day will come soon... What we need to do now is to wait patiently."
The Battle of Xishan came to an end. Ever since Luo Guan became the Imperial Martial Master, all parties in the imperial capital who had been slow to react finally made the appropriate response.
In Qingliang Alley, outside the small courtyard with a vertical sign "Alchemist Association Office", there is now a lot of traffic, and visitors from all over the world have gathered, all of whom are preparing generous gifts, just asking to see the young courtyard.
The courtyard door is always closed.
In fact, everyone is very clear that after just experiencing a big battle, Luo Shaoyuan must hurry up and recuperate from his injuries, and is most likely in retreat in Emperor Wu.
But they didn't dare at all. They went to the back mountain to disturb the dean, and came to Qingliang Lane to visit an uninhabited courtyard... It was more of an attitude.
The simple explanation is - Luo Shaoyuan, did you see it? Our xx family is extremely respectful to you!
This is just a move, and if they hope to get even the slightest favor from Luo Shaoyuan, they will go all out!
What does it mean to visit several days in a row? Believe it or not, as long as the Youth Academy does not appear in public for one day, we can continue to make this kind of statement for several months!
The root of all this is that Luo Guan's current identity has been finally confirmed - Fan Yue was publicly killed in the battle of Xishan.
In the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests in the Imperial Palace, everyone knows the purpose of summoning Luo Guan to the banquet! The attitude of the Zhao royal family has changed... Luo Guan's position as the Young Master is as secure as Mount Tai!
News of the old dean's physical condition has long been circulated by the empire's senior officials, and the young master may soon take over the imperial throne.
At that time, he will be truly superior to tens of millions of people, and he will be able to sit on an equal footing even when facing His Majesty the Emperor!
As time goes by, more and more visitors come to Qingliang Lane, which has seriously blocked traffic and affected the normal life of surrounding residents. It has attracted countless attention, admiration and uproar.
In the end, it was Cheng Xian who came forward on behalf of Luo Guan, registered all the visitors, recorded their gifts in detail, and temporarily put them into the custody of the Cheng family, which ended the farce.
And while Cheng Xian was amazed at the generous gifts given by each family at all costs and hurriedly recorded them, Luo Guan was in retreat.
The ninth floor of the sword tower, outside the stone gate.
Luo Guan sat cross-legged, with his hands folded in front of him, his fingers slightly bent and facing each other, like a cage, imprisoning something inside.
"Boy, are you ready?" Black Turtle's voice sounded.
Luo Guan nodded, "Teacher, let's start!" The next moment, his face looked solemn, and his fingers kept trembling, as if something was imprisoned in it, trying to escape.
boom--
In Luo Guan's body, the refining method was running, and his aura suddenly changed.
His whole person became cold and indifferent, just like those cold wooden and clay statues in temples. There is a feeling of breaking away from the category of "human" and becoming an "alien"!
Luo Guan's fingers trembled even more violently, and in the process, wisps of red mist emerged out of thin air.
They were like living creatures, trying their best to attack outwards, but they were blocked by the fingers, making it difficult to escape.
This is what the black turtle captured after Fan Yue's death. It was his destiny!
As if aware of the situation he was in, the red mist of luck suddenly gathered into a ball and turned into a red snake. A man's face emerged from the depths of the snake's eyes.
His facial features are somewhat similar to those of Fan Yue, but his impression is completely different.
At this time, the face opened its eyes, locked onto Luo Guan coldly, and opened its mouth with a silent roar.
But it is a pity that Luo Guan, who is running the "Qi Luck Refining Method", is now in a "mud-embodied wood plastic" state, and is immune to all negative impacts from the outside world.
Deep in the red snake's eyes, the face showed shock and anger, and the murderous intent in his eyes was surging.
A certain underground palace was built thousands of meters below, on extremely cold ground.
Everything as far as the eye can see is covered with ice, which is terrifying and extremely cold, enough to freeze to death in the Sky-Stepping Realm in an instant.
Even those who are on the way to immortality, if they stay here for a little longer, their magic power will be frozen and turned into a lifelike ice sculpture!
But now, in the center of this palace, where the chill of the extremely cold earth converges, there is a futon placed.
There was a young Taoist sitting cross-legged, wearing a black Taoist robe, with an ink-colored ice sword stuck in the bun on his head.
Suddenly, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and his expression turned ferocious, as terrifying as a ghost!
"How dare you rob me of my luck? You are seeking death!"
He waved his sleeves, and there was a formation, and the void condensed around him.
Roar--
With a roar, the shadow of an ice snake appeared above the young Taoist's head. Its body is pure white, its scales are large and thick, and there is a protrusion on the top of its head, as if a horn is about to emerge!
Luck turns into a dragon...
This young Taoist must have an extraordinary background!
Now, as the void formation moves, countless streams of light emerge, and the ice snake slowly closes its eyes.
Buzz——
There was a roar of the formation, the stream of light trembled and floated, and the figure of the ice snake became blurred, giving people a sense of illusion.
That's because it seems to be here now, but it uses the interoperability of luck as a medium and the power of the formation to come to a distant place!
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