After the food and wine were served, the cabin became completely quiet.
Lu Chen and others sat at the round table, waiting for Jun Wudi to announce the results.
Nan Tian Yijian stared at the three treasures that appeared in Jun Wudi's hand and swallowed hard.
"Boss, what should I do if I regret it?" Nan Tian turned around with a sword and whispered to Lu Chen: "How about I take back half of it."
Nan Tian Yijian put his hand on the table and slowly reached into the space bag: "My cultivation level is so low, these senior brothers probably won't mind."
"Humph, now that you are out of the limelight, you want to regret it?"
Lu Chen smiled slightly, reached out and put the space bag directly into his arms: "I asked you just now, and you said you would never go back on it."
"Boss, but my cultivation level is too low. In the battle just now, I seemed to have a slight breakthrough."
Nan Tian Yijian looked at Lu Chen, blinking his eyes constantly, pretending to be pitiful: "With these resources, maybe I can break through the Breath Regulation Realm before arriving at Fengtian Mansion."
"Is there another breakthrough?"
When Lu Chen heard Nan Tian Yijian's voice, he was suddenly happy: "However, you must not go back on what you have promised."
"What should we do?"
Nan Tian Yijian slowly approached Lu Chen, pretending to want to get the space bag back: "I will definitely not have such an opportunity again this time, and I feel that my thunder tribulation will definitely be very powerful."
"There will definitely be a chance." Lu Chen leaned back slightly and avoided Nan Tian's sword move.
"Boss..."
Nan Tian Yijian turned away and glanced at Mingguang Kai, stretched out his hand to smear some saliva on his face, and looked at Lu Chen pitifully.
"Look at me, I don't even have any defensive equipment that I can use right now, and I don't have any defense against thunder tribulation."
"Then do you think that Mingguang Armor is suitable for you?"
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian's small movements in front of him and whispered, he already knew what Nan Tian Yijian was thinking.
"It's appropriate, of course it's appropriate."
"No, no, no, I don't want Mingguang Armor."
Nan Tian Yijian felt that what he said was too straightforward, so he quickly changed his words, but his eyes were still fixed on Mingguang Kai, and he swallowed saliva from time to time.
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian's expression and smiled slightly: "Stop pretending, I don't need armor. If you want it, I'll give it to you."
"Really? Boss, you are so kind."
Nan Tianyijian laughed instantly, hugged Lu Chen and kissed him without any trace of crying.
Seeing the laughter around him, Nan Tian Yijian quickly returned to his position and said softly: "But I don't really want it. Boss, if you need it, I won't want it."
"You really don't want it anymore?" Lu Chen pretended to say, "If you don't want it, then I'll accept it."
When Nan Tian Yijian heard Lu Chen say that he wanted to take it back, he quickly said: "If you want it, of course I want it, thank you, boss."
"Sigh..., children who can act like a spoiled child will still get meat."
Mr. Jun muttered, bit off the meat from the chicken leg, and said to the chicken bones: "Unlike me, I can't do anything, not even coquettishly."
Lu Chen sat on the chair and laughed when he heard Mr. Jun's lemon-green tea tone.
"Xiao Junzi, when you release the 'Yu Shi Dao Jue', don't you need two weapons? Look at the Earth Splitting Gun to see if it fits."
"You want to give me that gun?"
Hearing Lu Chen's tone, Mr. Jun threw away the chicken legs and lay down next to Lu Chen. He kissed Lu Chen hard: "It's suitable. Of course it's suitable. Little Lu'er, you are my brother."
Hearing the roar of laughter from around him, Mr. Jun started shouting: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen sharing the spoils? My brother gave me a weapon, but this won't work either?"
The surrounding monks laughed even harder when they heard Master Jun's voice, causing people in the distance to turn their heads and start paying attention to the situation here.
"Okay, okay. No one talks about you." Lu Chen pushed Master Jun away and said, "As for the Spirit Gathering Pill."
Lu Chen turned to look at Nan Tian Wan'er beside him, and reached out to touch Nan Tian Wan'er's hair: "Just give it to Wan'er. Wan'er has just become a monk, which is just in time to adapt to the spiritual energy."
"Thank you, Brother Lu." Nantian Wan'er laughed happily when she heard that Lu Chen was going to give her a gift.
Lu Chen looked at the smile on Nan Tian Wan'er's face and started laughing too.
Although these things are just a drop in the bucket to Lu Chen, he knows that he is not worried about scarcity but inequality, let alone when facing these people who are particularly close to him.
The wind dragon hovered above Lu Chen's head and swept away the dust on his body with his tail.
He set up an illusion in front of him and sent a message to Lu Chen: "Xiao Lu'er, have you noticed the changes in you?"
"What changes?"
Lu Chen saw Feng Long setting up an illusion, stretched out his hand to hold Feng Long in his arms, and stroked it gently: "Why didn't I notice it?"
"After you came out of the secret realm, I noticed that your aura became more and more stable. Now compared with these two people, your stability is even more obvious."
"Really?" Lu Chen touched Fenglong and smiled: "I don't think I have changed much."
"You may not have noticed it yourself, but your style of doing things is not like that of a young man at all, but rather like that of an old man who has been practicing for hundreds of years."
Feng Long twisted his body in Lu Chen's arms to make himself lie more comfortably: "It seems that the two hundred years of experience in the illusion have indeed produced a great change in your perception."
“I haven’t fully absorbed the insights from the illusion.”
Lu Chen heard Feng Long's words and shook his head: "I have encountered a bottleneck. I can barely digest the combat experience, but I can't understand the life experience at all."
"Can't you sort out your life experiences?" The wind dragon's whiskers became entangled above its head: "This is normal."
"When you first start traveling around the world, you have never seen many things. After you see them once, you will quickly understand them."
The wind dragon's whiskers slowly became twisted into a braid. Lu Chen untied them casually, and the wind dragon continued to play with the whiskers.
"I think your drastic change this time is inseparable from this arena battle. Absorbing insights from actual combat may be the path you should take."
"What's the way to fight? The hatred of the villagers has been settled, and I have no new goals."
After hearing Feng Long's words, Lu Chen slowly fell into deep thought: "Then let's take this way of fighting as my new goal in searching for my grandfather, just to see if it is the true meaning of cultivation that I want to pursue."
"Take your time, you are only eighteen years old, you still have a long time to practice."
Feng Long twisted his body and found the most comfortable position. His eyes began to close slowly and his voice became lower and lower: "I'm a little tired. Let's take a rest first."
Nan Tian Wan'er poked Lu Chen gently, waking up Lu Chen: "Brother Lu, Uncle Jun is almost done."
"Well, I understand."
Lu Chen looked at Feng Long's sleeping appearance, gently smoothed Feng Long's hair, scattered the surrounding environment, and looked towards the ring.
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People around were changing glasses, and more and more plates were piled up on the table.
In this atmosphere, Nan Tian Yijian and Master Jun became more and more excited, and they left the round table and started drinking with the monks around them.
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian's happy look and couldn't help but think of Coyotito again.
When he was a child in the village, Coyotito kept pestering him to listen to stories, and his joyful movements were exactly the same as Nan Tian Yijian's current movements.
Lu Chen reached out and counted the days, and then he remembered that tomorrow is Coyotito's birthday. There have been too many things recently, and Lu Chen also forgot about Coyotito.
Lu Chen saw the two of them coming back and said, "Xiao Jianzi, you will be 15 years old this year."
"When it's your birthday, I'll prepare a gift for you." Lu Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed Nan Tian Yijian's hair.
"Well, there are also gifts? Thank you, boss."
"But I was an orphan since I was a child, and I can't remember the day I was born."
Nan Tian Yijian recalled the past events, and it seemed that time had gone a long way and his memory became blurred. Nan Tian Yijian stopped eating meat and fell into deep thought.
"I remember the lady who picked up garbage with me said that she first saw me in the garbage dump, it seems that it was just a few days ago."
"Forgot? It seems to be in the past few days, how could it be such a coincidence."
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian and felt a little trembling in his heart. Not only did Nan Tian Yijian and Xiao Xiaozi look so similar, they were even born so close.
Lu Chen turned around and looked at the time. It was just past midnight, and a new day had begun: "Is this a chance for me to redeem myself? In that case..."
"Little Jianzi, it's just past midnight and a new day has begun."
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian and asked softly: "From today on, can this moment be regarded as your birthday?"
"today is my birthday?"
When Nan Tian Yijian heard Lu Chen's words, he was stunned for a moment, and the chicken drumstick in his hand fell to the ground.
Lu Chen listened to Nan Tian Yijian's words and thought that Nan Tian Yijian was unwilling: "Aren't you willing?"
"Of course I do, of course I do." Nan Tian Yijian jumped up excitedly: "Thank you, boss, I finally have a birthday."
"Oh Well."
Lu Chen took out a space ring and handed it to Nan Tian Yijian. There were white formation inscriptions engraved on the ring. He remembered that Nan Tian Yijian liked white things the most.
"This is the gift I prepared for you, a white space ring. There is a surprise inside the ring."
"Give me a space ring?"
"What, don't you like it?"
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the space ring handed over by Lu Chen and did not reach out to take it for a long time: "Boss, this space ring is too precious."
"In my original sect, only the Supreme Elder had a space ring. It's only one square meter in size, so it's already the sect's treasure."
Lu Chen sent the ring forward: "It's just a dead thing, wouldn't it be wasted if no one has it?"
Nan Tian Yijian shook his head and pushed the ring back: "This ring is so gorgeous, there must be a lot of space inside. It's too precious and I absolutely can't have it."
"Take it, I brought this from the secret realm. Each of us has one." As he said that, Lu Chen took out three space rings from his arms and placed them on the space table.
"I have prepared it a long time ago. I originally planned to give it to you as a gift on your birthday. Since you think it is too rare, just take it all out."
Lu Chen spread out the four rings and said to several people: "Red, blue, black, and white, four colors, please choose quickly."
"Do you really want to give it to us? Space rings of this quality are rare even in large sects."
Master Jun looked at the space ring on the table and did not choose directly. Instead, he reminded Lu Chen of the preciousness of this kind of ring.
Master Jun is the second young master of the Jun family. With such a distinguished status, when he first entered the practice, he could only have a ten-square-meter space bag, which is enough to prove the preciousness of the space ring.
