At this moment, Lu Yun, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the door, and just now he noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power coming from outside the door.

It was the cultivation fluctuation that the blue-robed man exuded when he passed by just now, this fluctuation made Lu Yun feel frightened, this was definitely not something that a monk in the early stage of foundation building could emit.

After his eyes flashed, he didn't get up, as long as it wasn't aimed at himself, he wouldn't be nosy. Lu Yun closed his eyes again, and the spiritual power in his body swam around the meridians between the exercises and exercises, refining the power of the pill of the Guiyuan Dan, and finally converging into the dantian.

At the same time, outside the door of Sun Zhiwen's room, the blue-robed man in a hooded robe completely covered his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly, he looked at the door and raised his hand and waved it lightly.

Suddenly, the rune paper attached to it seemed to be a fictitious one, and it was waved away by him without any effect at all, revealing Sun Zhiwen with an angry face inside.

"Who is ......?" he was refining the magic weapon, and was interrupted for no reason, and his heart suddenly became angry, and he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but when he saw the blue-robed man outside the door, he couldn't say anything.

At this moment, he realized that the spiritual power in the body of the blue-robed person opposite was almost as deep as the sea, and it was many times higher than his own, and it was not at all something that he could resist with a three-layer cultivation of condensation!

"Who is the senior?" Sun Zhiwen was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly stood up and asked.

The blue-robed man raised his head slightly, as if to glance at him, and raised his hand lightly again without speaking.

With his lift, the arc-shaped knife that was originally floating in front of Sun Zhiwen suddenly moved, but it flew in the direction of the blue-robed man.

"You ......" Sun Zhiwen was furious in his heart, this arc-shaped knife was his only one that could be used as the strongest weapon to save his life, he planned to rely on this to avenge himself when he returned to his hometown this time, and at this moment, seeing that the other party didn't say a word, it was obvious that he wanted to rob his treasure, and he hurriedly changed the trick in his hand in shock.

The knife that suddenly flew towards the blue-robed man suddenly paused in mid-air, but it stopped.

The blue-robed man snorted slightly, still silent, and waved his right hand to also pinch out a seal, with his pinching technique, Sun Zhiwen felt that the magic weapon that he had controlled freely seemed to have suddenly lost contact with him, and he still couldn't control it to stop even if he changed like a pinch.

Seeing that the knife was getting closer and closer to the blue-robed man, Sun Zhiwen was extremely angry in his heart, he used the spirit stone he had accumulated for a long time to go to the Treasure Pavilion to exchange for this high-grade magic weapon for this return to his hometown, and at this moment it seemed that it was about to disappear from in front of him.

This is tantamount to making his already wounded heart suffer another heavy blow, if there is no knife, he will have no hope of returning to his hometown to take revenge this time, although he invited Senior Brother Lu to go with him this time, but if he is invited to make a move, I am afraid that he will pay some price, which he can't afford at present!

Sun Zhiwen's eyes were anxious, and the anger in his heart was already worse, but he didn't know what to do!

The blue-robed man seemed to sense the anger in his heart, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Don't be ignorant, it's already your great luck that the old man can take a fancy to your things, and this knife will be given to the old man......"

"Senior, this high-grade magic weapon is very important to Zaixia, can you ...... senior," Sun Zhiwen said sharply in a hurry.

"Hmph, Hugh is verbose!" As soon as the words fell, the blue-robed man waved his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind rose from the ground, blowing Sun Zhiwen straight back, and finally fell on the edge of the bed with a "bang".

At the same time, the curved knife was rolled up by his sleeve when it flew in, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This inn is not big, almost all the ordinary guest rooms are on the second floor, and the one where Lu Yun lives is not far from Sun Zhiwen, and the spiritual power fluctuations caused by the two of them fighting happened to spread to the door of Lu Yun's room at this time.

However, due to the effect of sound insulation, Lu Yun sat cross-legged on the futon in the room and did not hear Sun Zhiwen's battle here, but he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power at this time.

He opened his eyes again, and after carefully feeling it, he found that this spiritual power fluctuation was emitted by the two of them, and these two cultivation fluctuations were slightly familiar to him, one of them belonged to Sun Zhiwen, and the other belonged to the foundation building monk who had just flashed away from outside the door.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Sun is fighting with this person?" Thinking of this, Lu Yun couldn't sit still any longer, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the door, rushing towards the place where the fluctuations came out.

After all, Sun Zhiwen is from the same family as him, and he is also accompanying him back to his hometown to see when he goes down the mountain this time, in order to comfort his homesickness.

After a moment of cultivation just now, the medicinal power of the elixir in his body has been refined by him, and the spiritual power of cultivation has recovered nearly forty percent, but these are not the reasons why he does not help his fellow disciples, after all, he is a person with memories of his previous life, unlike the monks here who are indifferent and ruthless everywhere.

Soon, Lu Yun's figure appeared outside the door of Sun Zhiwen's room between his steps, and the moment he arrived here, he saw the blue-robed man outside the door, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this person, and at this moment, he still couldn't see the depth of his specific cultivation when he looked closely, but he felt that it was definitely not only in the early stage of foundation building.

At the same time, the moment Lu Yun arrived, the blue-robed man also discovered Lu Yun, and the moment he saw Lu Yun, he was surprised:

"Is that you?"

Lu Yun was startled, but he was calm as usual, and said, "Your Excellency knows me?"

The blue-robed man's head shook slightly, unwilling to say more, his eyes covered by the hat looked at Lu Yun closely, and his body turned, but he wanted to leave.

At this time, Sun Zhiwen in the room had already walked out with blood on the corner of his mouth, and when he saw Lu Yun, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it dimmed again in an instant.

Lu Yun raised his eyes and understood, his figure flashed, blocking in front of the blue-robed man.

"Your Excellency can't help but take my Wen Cangmen people in your eyes, right?"

"Wen Cangmen, are you Wen Cangmen's disciples?" the blue-robed man said in surprise, but then he laughed, "So what, no matter how powerful Wen Cangmen is at the inn, he can't control coming here!"

Seeing that Lu Yun was not afraid of him, Sun Zhiwen felt a lot more relieved, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Senior Brother Lu, this person robbed me of my Silver Moon Scimitar for no reason, this knife was exchanged for the spirit stone I had accumulated for a long time in the door, it is very important to me......"

Lu Yun's eyes flashed, staring at the blue-robed man, "Return that Silver Moon Scimitar, this matter is over!"

"Haha, what a joke, a sixth-layer cultivator with a damaged body actually dares to run in front of the old man and shout, it's really impatient!"

As soon as the words fell, the blue-robed man raised his right hand sleeve and waved it again, but it was the same gust of wind that rose from the ground and blew straight towards Lu Yun.

In his eyes, although Lu Yun's cultivation was much higher than Sun Zhiwen's, he was still an ant-like existence, but at this moment, he actually ordered himself to return the magic weapon he was looking at, which made him quite ashamed in his heart.