As a result, after two days of sleepless eating, drinking, and merrymaking, Liumu had already forgotten about returning the green sword to Zhou Qing.

Huo Ren, this kid didn't find out at all, he was actually a rich son, his father was one of the three major consortia in Tianming City, no wonder Liu Xi was not interested at all when he said that he wanted to share his spirit stone that day.

And Liu Xi, a good boy who is a chronic child, has also been completely spoiled by him, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he has already been half involved.

This really makes the driftwood angry, I thought that I could just have a meal, but after eating it in the past two days, he has already owed a huge amount of foreign debt.

If it weren't for the fact that Liumu won the first place in the forging martial arts conference, I am afraid that ordinary stores would not be able to take credit, and I couldn't help but rejoice.

It was also because he had been following Huo Ren that Liumu had installed Tianming City in almost these two days, and Liumu once again deepened his understanding of Tianming City.

Especially when he was under the statue of the golden dragon, the viscous resentment like liquid, the flowing wood was even more deeply shocked!

....

Bang!

In the room, Wang Tian's eyes were scarlet, and he smashed everything at hand, and after a while, he could breathe evenly, but his face was still distorted, and the killing intent permeated his body.

"Driftwood!"

Holding back a few breaths, the name of the driftwood was viciously spit out by him, gritting his teeth.

On the side, Wang Mei was also like a tearful person, with a splendid handkerchief in her hand, constantly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

When Wang Tian spit out the name of the flowing wood fiercely, Wang Mei stopped crying, and was so frightened that Wang Tian was so angry that she didn't go over to comfort her until Wang Tian's face eased.

"Brother, don't be angry, Liumu just has Zhou Qing's support, otherwise he wouldn't have defeated Brother Cheng like this. Wang Mei said.

Wang Tian gritted his teeth and glanced at Wang Mei fiercely, making her tremble with fright.

She is a little woman, how could she know the gap between Cheng Lai and Liumu, and how could she know that Cheng Lai's defeat would make the Wang family never raise her head in the future.

Not persuading the forbidden medicine to strengthen the divine sense, and forcibly using materials from other participating forgers in the competition, this is an unsightly method.

If you win, it's okay to say, who would think that Liumu actually refined a four-grade weapon, which can be said to be a complete defeat.

This undoubtedly put down the Wang family's plan to cultivate forgers.

Of course, what annoyed him the most was the loss of the Spiritual Cultivation Liquid, which made his speed of breaking through to the Spirit Priest a few points slower.

"Brother, is it because of the matter of the nourishing liquid?" Although Wang Mei is a little woman, she also has a careful heart after all.

When Wang Tian heard this, he also felt that he should not spread his anger on his sister, so he nodded quietly.

"Brother, don't worry, that Zhou Qing is only seven spirits, you still press her two spirits, although we lost the martial arts conference, but in the younger generation, you are still the strongest. Wang Mei hugged Wang Tian's arm and said.

Hearing this, Wang Tian seemed to be resentful again, thinking of the young figure at the martial arts conference, and couldn't help but start to worry again.

"This year, not only the Forging Martial Arts Conference, but even the Martial Arts Conference missed, and I don't know where a Luo Tian came out of nowhere, and he actually won the first place. ”

Wang Tian held his swelling forehead, and his eyes were gloomy.

"Although Luo Tian is not Zhou Qing's person, my father is still very angry, and this martial arts forging conference is like this, I must hurry up and promote to the spirit priest and overwhelm Zhou Qing. ”

Wang Tian tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and his voice was gloomy.

Hearing this, Wang Mei nodded, knowing very well in her heart that Wang Tian's pressure in the clan.

It is precisely because of his father's hard cultivation that Wang Tian is able to beat his peers smoothly, even if it is Zhou Qing's daughter, she is still crushed by Wang Tian at this time.

On the contrary, Wang Tian acted very arrogantly, especially in the face of his peers' rampant attitude, which disgusted many people, and Wang Tiancai had the nickname of medicine jar behind his back.

However, he doesn't care, strength is the last word, and the loser will have an excuse.

"That driftwood is only a forging master after all, and the real strength is not enough. Wang Mei saw that Wang Tian's anger gradually subsided, and comforted again.

Hearing Wang Mei's words, Wang Tian also nodded.

He naturally knew that Quickwood was just a forger, and he would not be carried away by anger because of this loss, and when it came to real strength, he believed that he could destroy him in less than a round.

With just a little bit of strength, then the driftwood is an ant-like existence.

After seeing Wang Tian's expression change, Wang Mei also smiled with relief, and a flash flashed in her mind, thinking of an interesting story that Cheng Lai had told her before.

Immediately, Wang Mei felt that she might be able to help Wang Tian solve her current predicament, so she said: "Speaking of the nourishing spirit, I think of one thing, maybe it can help you." ”

Wang Tian was slightly stunned.

"Do you know the Golden Devil?" Wang Mei said in a low voice.

Golden Devil...

A familiar name, Wang Tian kept recalling in his mind, and for a while, the corners of Wang Tian's mouth tilted slightly, as if he thought of the news about the Golden Demon.

....

"Retreat for a while?"

After hearing Liumu's words, the three of them all opened their mouths wide, and they couldn't understand why Liumu suddenly said such a thing.

"Yes, in retreat for a while. ”

Liumu ignored everyone's surprised expressions and said to himself.

Now, the Divine Consciousness has broken through to the early stage of the low-level Divine Consciousness, so he has the strength to continue to search for the Seventh Spirit, and he has wasted a long time participating in the Martial Arts Forging Conference, and he feels that he can't continue to spend too much energy on the Martial Arts Forging Conference.

Moreover, he knew that Sun Wen must still be improving, and he still knew the power of the ring, and he couldn't stop moving.

Otherwise, if you face Sun Wen in the future, not to mention regaining the ring, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save your life.

Huo Ren didn't say much when he saw this, and happily invited Su Wen to continue drinking.

In a world where the strong are respected, everyone understands the importance of strength!

Su Wen was a little puffed up, and pouted: "Your first place in the martial arts forging conference is too boring." ”

"Why don't you take advantage of this time to make good use of your fame to run rampant in the city, force good people to become prostitutes, what kind of closure?"

Seeing Su Wen's words, Liumu was embarrassed for a while.

"Where did you learn these idioms, donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth!" Liumu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said.

The cycle on the side is also pursed lips and chuckles.

Since she was with Liumu Huo Ren and a group of people, she, the baby daughter of the city lord, has also experienced rare freedom and happiness, especially seeing Su Wen and Huo Ren playing live treasures, which is the happiest thing for her.

"What are you laughing at, am I not right?"

Su Wen saw that everyone laughed, and he was suddenly unhappy.

She began to wave her little pink fist again, questioning Liumu, who seemed to dare to say a word, but he would really hit him.

Seeing this, Liumu smiled embarrassedly, hurriedly waved his hand, and said, "What Miss Su said is that I will go to the streets to run rampant and be a prostitute." ”

Su Wen has a lot of small means, and Liumu once wanted to reason with her, but Su Wen didn't listen at all, and then twisted his waist.

Now that I think about it, it hurts a lot, and from then on, Liumu never dares to mess with this little goblin again.

"That's pretty much it. Su Wen shrugged his little nose with satisfaction and said with a smile.

Su Wen also enjoyed Liumu's obedience very much, because only he was willing to listen to his own words, to say that Huo Ren and Liu Xi, a rich son, and a straightforward personality, she didn't even mean to joke.

"Hey, hey.. Hey, hey.."

Hearing this, Liumu smiled.

"Cut.."

Seeing everyone's disdainful pouting, Liumu was also thick-skinned, so don't turn your head and toast with Su Wen.

Who would have thought, it's another thing that has made everyone's eyes white, what a stinky and shameless driftwood!

....

In the next few days, Liumu naturally closed his door and practiced quietly.

First of all, continue the practice of Shishi Fist every morning, and then it is a whole day of soul searching, and consolidate the six spirits, Liumu originally thought that the divine consciousness would be advanced to the early stage of the low-level divine consciousness, and the seventh spirit would be found quickly, but he didn't expect that this search would be a month's world.

"Where is this seventh spirit hidden?"

Liumu's mood became more and more impatient, and the low-level divine consciousness had been searching for a month, and the seventh spirit still had no progress, which made Liumu a little desperate.

In fact, the search for the seventh spirit is not without progress, after this month, Liumu found that since the sixth spirit was found, the position of the seventh spirit does not seem to be fixed, but constantly moving in the body.

During this period, Liumu also asked the old man for help, but the old man had never experienced this kind of thing, so naturally he had no way to tell him, so whether the seventh spirit was moving in his body was only a guess about Liumu.

"It seems that the old man is right, the innate nine spirits are not so easy to open. ”

After Liumu finished his cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, shook his head and said.

After a simple grooming, the smell of sweat all over the body was removed, and the neat short hair looked very energetic.

Liumu smiled at himself in the bronze mirror, revealing his white teeth, and looked at it a few more times.

Everywhere he looked, he suddenly found that the green sword in the corner was the long sword that Zhou Qing had engraved the third demon pattern with him a month ago.

Driftwood couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"I've forgotten how long it has been. ”

Liumu smiled slightly, thinking to himself.

Suddenly, a Miaoman figure appeared in my mind, a plain dress was cold and moving, with delicate facial features, uniform and symmetrical, like a blooming lotus flower to attract people's hearts.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Sister Qing'er. Liumu looked at the bronze mirror, his eyes were empty, and he couldn't help muttering.

Holding the green sword and feeling the comfortable grip at the hilt, as a forger, he had never used these weapons before, and Liumu couldn't help but shake his head.

Immediately, he closed his eyes to evoke his divine sense, and injected the resentful power in his body into it, awakening the three demon patterns.

Who thinks, it doesn't matter if this one urges resentment, Liumu suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his hands trembled slightly.

"This !?"

Liumu's eyes were full of shock, he put down the green sword in his hand, closed his eyes again, and quietly looked at an acupuncture point in his lower abdomen.

"Seventh Spirit?!"