"Third son, I owe you a favor."
After dealing with the two of them, Lu Huai leaned tiredly on Liu San's back, his eyes filled with gratitude.
The Green Bamboo Sword Formation was a life-saving thing specially made by Lu's father for the second generation of the Lu family.
Originally, Lu Huai also had it, but in order to buy a heart-shaped furnace, he exchanged it for spiritual stones.
Hearing this, Liu San scratched his head and said a little shyly: "Brother Huai, what are you talking about? We are brothers who grew up together!"
"Yes, we are brothers."
Lu Huai felt warm in his heart. Today's battle was thanks to Liu San.
Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
A sixth-level Qi practitioner is enough for the two brothers to drink a pot, not to mention four helpers.
Two against five, Lu Huai's chances of winning were very slim.
"Third son, it's time to work."
After taking a rest and recovering his strength, Lu Huai collected the spoils of war.
Killing without collecting the treasure means not killing at all.
When Lu Huai checked the contents of the five-person space bag and fell to the ground, Liu San was excited and incoherent.
"Brother Huai, we are rich!"
The five of them had more than 300 low-grade spiritual stones in total, not including elixirs, talismans, etc.
The total value is estimated to be around five hundred spirit stones.
The most precious among them is the first-level defensive weapon of the young man with the third level of Qi training, the Earth Control Bracelet.
It's a pity that the kid's realm is too low. If he wears it in the later stage of Qi training, it will be difficult to break through the Qi Qi training even if it is perfected for a while with the help of earth Qi.
Now the only option is Lu Huai.
When the spiritual pattern absorbs enough spiritual energy and recovers as before, it will be another trump card.
Seeing this, Lu Huai couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Immediately, the two began to divide the spoils.
Seeing Lu Huai give most of the spiritual stones to him, Liu San immediately quit: "Brother Huai, this is not fair. How can I get the big share with my lowest cultivation level?"
"In that case, let's share it equally between us brothers."
Seeing that Liu San was very resolute, Lu Huai pondered for a while and finally divided the game equally.
However, Lu Huai made up his mind that after returning to his clan, he would ask Lu Feng to refine a first-order high-quality green bamboo sword formation to compensate Liu San.
Liu San contributed the most this time, and Lu Huai felt very sorry.
In the darkness, a figure took all this into consideration.
Seeing that there was no issue of dividing the spoils between the two brothers, he couldn't help but nodded.
Afterwards, the two took out the spirit elixir from the trophies and briefly restored their spiritual power before setting off again.
There was no danger along the way and it was very smooth.
In front of the gate of Lujiashan, Father Lu, who had returned long ago, was waiting quietly.
"Father, live up to your trust!"
After seeing Lu's father, although Lu and Huai were surprised, they still handed over the space bag containing thousands of spiritual stones very respectfully.
Lu Feng did not check it. As a traveler, he naturally knew that the spirit stone was fine.
He just looked at the two of them with admiration and slowly said two words: "Not bad!"
The two of them didn't know why.
Can I still get compliments for running errands?
"Little Lu Feng, get out of here!"
Suddenly, an angry voice, blessed by spiritual power, spread throughout the Qingzhu River.
Looking along the sound, I saw a white-haired old man coming with a sword.
The pressure from the eighth level of Qi training came one after another.
The furious murderous intent made those who didn't know it think his son was dead.
"Fire old dog, what are you shouting about?"
"You are old enough to be in that stagnant pool, and you are running around without fear of being hacked to death!"
Faced with the old man's question, Lu Feng licked his ears and gave a nonchalant answer.
The sarcasm in his words made the old man, who was already red-faced, trembling all over.
However, the expressions of Lu Huai and Liu San on the side changed.
Unexpectedly, the front foot killed the other clan member, and the back foot came to the door.
The monks at the eighth level of Qi training are not easy people.
"Father?"
"It's okay, just watch with peace of mind!"
Lu Huai opened his mouth and wanted to confess but was interrupted by Lu Feng.
"Fire old dog, if you have something to say, say it quickly! If you have a fart, say it quickly!"
"If you have nothing to do, get out of here, I don't want Qingzhu Creek to be stained with blood!"
Hearing this, the Lu Huai brothers on the side secretly gave a thumbs up.
As expected of a ruthless person even Lanzehe is famous for, you're so welcome.
But Huo Lao Gou became furious in an instant, pointed at Lu Feng's nose and shouted loudly: "Lu Feng, do you still have the shame to bully my son in the late stage of Qi training?"
"Fart, which one of your eyes saw me bullying your good-for-nothing son?"
"snort!"
"Who in the entire Lanze River doesn't know that the Green Bamboo Sword Formation is your special skill, Madman Lu, and you still want to quibble?"
Being pointed at his nose and yelling, Lu Feng's face immediately darkened, and a vague sense of sword intent filled the air.
"There are so many people buying my Green Bamboo Sword Array in Lanzehe. How do you prove that I killed your son?"
"What's more, your good-for-nothing son still needs me to use the Green Bamboo Sword Formation?"
As soon as these words came out, Old Man Huo's face froze and he looked a little unnatural.
He had a son when he was old, and he spent a lot of money to buy a soul jade from the Qinglan Pavilion auction.
During the retreat last night, I found that the soul jade was broken, and I immediately followed the soul jade's guidance to wield the sword.
When I rushed to the scene, apart from the dying Green Bamboo Sword Qi, there were only a few cold corpses around. I immediately became angry and searched for the source of the Green Bamboo Sword Formation.
After Lu Feng reminded him, Old Man Huo realized that he seemed to have found the wrong person.
But now that the matter has come to this, Old Man Huo can only put his hat on Lu Feng's head.
"Crazy Lu, stop playing word games with me. You must give me an explanation today, otherwise..."
"What else?"
Qiang~~
The sound of the sword sounded, and Lu Feng's eyes became extremely cold.
The coercion of the ninth level of Qi training came out from his body. Old Man Huo swallowed his next words in his throat, his eyes uncertain.
"Either get out or do it!"
With murderous intent rolling in, Lu Feng pointed his sword at Old Man Huo.
Facing Lu Feng, a sword cultivator who was famous for his killing skills, Old Man Huo wanted to quit.
Huo Pond is not far from Qingzhu Creek, and the two of them are not without friction, but every time Old Man Huo never takes advantage of it.
What's more, Lu Feng's cultivation has now reached the peak of the late stage of Qi training.
Thinking of Lu Feng's extreme attack, Old Man Huo said a few words to rub oil on his feet.
"snort!"
"Crazy Lu, the mountains are high and the roads are far away, the clans are fighting!"
In an instant, a flash of fire flashed across, and Old Man Huo disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Father, I killed this old man's son."
"I know, good job."
Lu Huai thought he would be punished, but he never thought that Lu Feng would laugh heartily.
"That old guy has limited talent. After losing hope of building a foundation, he settled in the Fire Pond, took a wife and concubines, and prepared to spread his business."
"But the talent of the younger generation is too poor. All nine of his descendants have no spiritual roots. The only one with five spiritual roots was killed by you two..."
Hearing Lu Feng's explanation, Lu Huai looked stunned. He didn't expect that his son had actually been killed.
"Father, are there any hidden dangers?"
"It's okay. This old guy wants to get involved in Qingzhu River for a day or two. Sooner or later there will be a battle."
"What's more, I'm not a vegetarian. The idea of Qingzhuxi depends on whether he is tough-minded."
Hearing this, Lu Huai also felt relieved.
With Father Lu's cultivation of the ninth level of Qi training, one step further will lead to the ultimate level of Qi training, the Great Perfection of Qi training.
As long as you don't encounter foundation-building monks at this level of cultivation, self-protection within the Qi training area is not a problem.
"Father, the third son's sword formation was damaged during the process, is it okay?"
"Yes, but you have to wait for a while until Qingzhu is promoted to the first-level mid-level."
"Thank you father!"
After speaking, Lu Huai gave San Zi a reassuring look.
In Lan Zefang's group, the relationship between the two became closer and closer.
Afterwards, the three of them talked, Liu San practiced the formation with Father Lu, and Lu Huai ran towards the bamboo house.
The newlywed Yan'er was sent out to run away, and Lu Huai naturally missed her dearly.
