In this way, his heroic righteousness should also have his own spiritual skills, but he never discovered it.

"This is 10 million, Brother Zhuo will take it. Zhu Zhaolong handed over a bank card. Lei Yang's loss made him feel uncomfortable, and led them to the invincible god of war to fall. He pulled himself together and put on a reluctant smile.

Zhuo Yue coughed lightly, hid his excitement, quietly took the bank card from his hand, and pretended to be indifferent and inserted it in his pocket casually, and then asked, "Where is Zhao Zilin now?"

"The third hospital did the surgery. Zhu Zhaolong said. Zhao Zilin's wrist is almost completely broken, even if it is connected, I am afraid that it will be an ornament, and it will not be able to bear it.

"You have to be careful of the Zhao family's revenge, his father is not a simple character, it is not surprising that a figure of this level has one or two immortal cultivators beside him to escort him. Lei Yang sat on the ground, Fang Cai's tricks had exhausted the already small amount of aura, even if he didn't want to admit defeat, he didn't have the aura to continue fighting. On the other hand, Zhuo Yue, who had experienced fierce battles, was still full of aura, not like a monk in the early stage of gathering spirits.

"Although Zhao Beicheng is a mortal, relying on the human and financial resources of the Zhao family, he can collect rare treasures and elixirs from all over the world, so some casual cultivators with no background will choose to take refuge in the chaebol in order to obtain cultivation resources. He reminded.

Zhuo Yue didn't think it was strange, the cultivation world has been inherited for a long time, and there will always be spiritual weapons, pills or something that fall into the hands of mortals. What's more, there are many treasures growing in the mountains, but not all monks have time to go to the deep mountains and old forests to find these treasures.

"Thanks, I'll take note. Lei Yang's words made him feel a little pressure, he himself was not afraid, he was afraid that innocent people would be involved, such as Song Yu.

Zhu Zhaolong and Lei Yang were both scheming people, and they knew what Zhuo Yue was worried about at a glance, so they said: "Actually, you don't need to worry about the safety of that little brother, if the fight between the monks involves mortals, it will be a big trouble, I believe that Zhao Beicheng will not do such a stupid thing." After all, the Monk Bureau is able to intimidate the existence of the top monk sect, and a few scattered cultivators will not kill themselves. ”

Zhu Zhaolong also comforted: "If you are not worried about his safety, I can send a few brothers to keep an eye on him." ”

"Trouble. Zhuo Yue thanked, the words of the two really reassured him a lot.

"Then I'll take my leave. With a flash of white light, Zhuo Yue stepped on the flying sword and left through the window. The matter of Zhongxing Gang was solved, but the source of the matter was still on Zhao Zilin's body, and he could only wait for the operation to be completed.

"Big brother, when will you be able to fly with the sword, take my brother for a ride. Zhu Zhaolong showed a hint of envy.

"Don't think about it, this thing is not cheap, I can't afford a few spirit stones in my pocket. "Don't say it's him, Lei Yang himself is very envious, but he has no channel to obtain spirit stones at all, and he hasn't accumulated many spirit stones over the years.

"Behind this kid is really the power of the immortal cultivators you mentioned, he doesn't seem to understand anything. Even a layman like Zhu Zhaolong could see that Zhuo Yue didn't seem to know much about the cultivation world.

Lei Yang thought for a while, got up from the ground, and said, "If there is no power behind him, it would be terrifying, and he can accumulate such a majestic aura in less than a month, this kind of talent is even more exaggerated than the big power cultivators I have seen." Anyway, at least I had a good relationship with him. You're going to keep an eye on his friends, maybe this is our chance to help. ”

Zhu Zhaolong's expression perked up, and he faintly looked forward to it. Hugging the thighs of the power of immortal cultivators is not comparable to a second ancestor.

Zhuo Yue flew around Changnan City with a flying sword before finding a 24-hour shop, and after packing all the popsicles in the freezer, he flew to the teahouse satisfied. Now that I'm a multimillionaire, I'm still short of a few popsicles for two little kids?

Sure enough, when they came back, Brother Da Long and Sister Xiao Feng were crazy when they saw him take out a large bag of popsicles from the space ring, so they hurriedly snatched it and peeled off one with one hand, and the beauty was bubbling.

"By the way, do you know about spiritual skills?" asked Zhuo Yue.

"Nonsense, who doesn't know. Brother Da Long wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth, "But where does the spirit gathering you cultivate, let's wait for Long Jun to get you the proper exercises." ”

It took Zhuo Yue a long time to realize that the Long Jun in his mouth was Long Lao, who had lived for endless years as a big dragon brother immortal, and was indeed qualified to call him by his name. He reviewed the ancient text in his mind, and finally understood it from the monk's point of view.

Zhuo Yue came to the roof of a demolished building and sat down. The ancient text is divided into five paragraphs, corresponding to the formulas of the four realms of Gathering Spirit, Building the Foundation, Jindan, and Yuanying, and the rest are records about spiritual skills. As described above, he mobilized the flow of aura in his body and gathered it in the palm of his right hand.

After trying for a long time, the spiritual qi flow finally compressed in the palm of his hand to form a small scalpel-like form, Zhuo Yue pinched the knife and waved it, and shouted in his heart. What kind of spiritual skill is this, it is too far from Lei Yang's domineering and powerful punch, and there is not even a name mentioned in the ancient text.

He used the aura knife to slash the ground at will, but saw that the layers were cut like tofu, and in surprise, he slashed towards the aura shield in his left hand again, and it was easy to separate a gap, and there seemed to be a force that hindered the repair of the body's aura.

Lei Yang used all his strength to break his body-protecting aura, but this seemingly inconspicuous "scalpel" could easily do it, and the power was greatly beyond Zhuo Yue's expectations. It's just that it's really a bit out of reach to fight with such a small thing, so it's a good choice to use it for sneak attacks.

Moreover, in the short period of time when the spirit blade was formed, the spiritual energy in his body was about to be consumed, and even in the process of fighting Lei Yang, his spiritual energy was not lost so quickly.

Now, Zhuo Yue could only pin his hopes on waiting for his cultivation to be advanced and able to create crazy and cool moves according to the characteristics of the exercises, and he didn't know which senior who cultivated Haoran Righteous Qi would create such boring moves.

The sun had risen over the horizon, and Zhuo Yue had barely slept since becoming a monk. However, after tossing all night and not cultivating to recover the aura, I was really a little tired, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I just lay on the roof of the building and fell asleep.

.......

At this moment, a skyscraper far away in the city center, which is the standard building of the entire Changnan City, the Golden Dragon Building of the Zhao Group, is as high as 80 floors.

"Dong Zhao, I have already fed my son the pill, and after a period of cultivation, my wrist will be restored to its original state, and there will be no sequelae. A monk in a yellow monk's robe stood beside Chairman Zhao Beicheng.

Zhao Beicheng stood in front of the window with his back to him, and from here he could take in the panoramic view of Changnan City. Although he was in his sixties, he did not look old at all, and there was a terrible majesty between his eyebrows.

"Isn't it true that monks can't do anything to mortals?"

"This... The main thing is that Zhao Gongzi provoked him first, even if he reported it to the Monk Bureau, I am afraid he would not say anything, no matter how he said that he did not kill anyone. "The monk robes the monk.

"Then I can only swallow this breath? Any hairy boy can stomp on my head twice. Zhao Beicheng's voice was angry.

"Not necessarily, the Monks Bureau has been taking care of itself lately, and besides, as long as they don't let them know. The monk-robed monk smiled disappreciatively. It's just a kid in the early stage of gathering spirits, and it's just a matter of turning over the palm of his hand to kill him. No matter how strict the police in the secular world are, countless people die and go missing every day, and in the end, not even a single body can be found. In the same way, there is always a place of shadow in this world where the sun of the monastic bureau does not shine.

"There's Master Lao. Zhao Beicheng said solemnly.