In this way, more than ten days have passed, Lei Quan has also been lying in bed for more than ten days, perhaps, this time is the day for him to reflect well, no one knows what Lei Quan is thinking these days, sometimes melancholy, sometimes sighing, sometimes crying, sometimes looking out the window.

Xiao Poison stayed in the dantian universe and didn't bother, Sun Wukong also sat in the sea of spirit and ignored it, Ao Xin occasionally went out to teach Nie Biao's black blood spirit dragon exercises, and when he came back, he always reported that Lei Quan should not admit him, and he didn't dare to disturb Lei Quan, he knew that Lei Quan's mood was not very good, if he made this little ancestor unhappy, the Great Sage's level would be enough for Ao Xin to eat a pot.

At night, Lei Quan wanted to go out to relieve himself, and suddenly a cold light struck, Lei Quan did not move his muscles and bones for a long time, and was hit by the cold light head-on, Lei Quan couldn't help but close his eyes, but there was no movement.

"It turned out to be just moonlight!" Lei Quan secretly scolded himself in his heart at this moment, it was just a small setback, and he was frightened.

"If that's the case, what about the path of martial arts?"

Lei Quan looked up at the night sky, the night sky was full of stars, he seemed to feel that he was deep in the dark night, deep and inextricable, martial arts, it was the night sky, he was the Beidou who longed to shine in the stars!

"Beidou, Zhou Tianxing, Fighting Sword, Li Suo'an?"

Lei Quan didn't know why he suddenly remembered Li Suo'an, maybe Li So'an was also looking at the night sky tonight and feeling the power of Zhou Tianxingdou!

But what does that have to do with him?

Bright night sky, vast martial arts, he Lei Spring is just one of the stars, he wants to shine, but he can't shake the brilliance of the moon.

"That's it, that's it!"

After another three or four days like this, Lei Quan learned that his senior brother Nie Biao and Li Suo'an had a timeless competition, which was almost no less than the original struggle of the sect.

Nie Biao still lost with one move, but this time, no one dared to shake the status of the Golden Fragrance Palace, Nie Biao's combat effectiveness was on par with Li Suo'an, although he lost in one move, but he had already secured the throne of the second person in the sect.

The monks who watched that battle were full of praise for that competition, and the shock in their hearts when they saw Nie Biao's black blood spirit dragon transformation like a demon god was already extraordinary.

At this time, Nie Biao had already learned the essence of the Black Blood Spirit Dragon Transformation, all of which was given by Ao Xin, and in just a few days, Nie Biao's combat power had increased by a notch.

Even Li Suo'an, who was fighting against Nie Biao, felt stunned, every time he met Nie Biao, Nie Biao would always bring him a "surprise", and this surprise had to go all out to fight him, and if he was negligent, he would capsize in the gutter.

"There is not only Lei Quan in the Golden Fragrance Palace, but also Lei Quan's senior brother - Nie Biao!"

"Mighty Golden Fragrance!"

When Lei Quan heard the news, a long-lost smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he was happy for his senior brother from the bottom of his heart, even if he was defeated by Li Suo'an, he was pressing Li Suo'an step by step.

In Lei Quan's opinion, Li Suo'an is lonely, invincible for too long, sitting in the position of the first person of the cold sect for too long, aimless, and there are few monks in the huge sect who can fight against it, isn't that sad, in fact, Li Suo'an is a poor person.

Lei Quan couldn't help but sigh, he didn't know what the monks of the sect thought of him, but it was certainly not bad, he was the only person who defeated Li So'an in recent years, although most of them were the credit of artifacts, but weapons were also part of strength, and no one was not allowed to carry weapons in battle!

After a few days like this, suddenly a few black-robed protectors came to summon Lei Quan, saying that the eight-cubit old man had been invited.

Lei Quan naturally couldn't say anything, so he had to follow the black-robed protector to the residence of the eight-cubit old man.

The residence of the eight-cubit old gentleman is not far from the Sipan Cave, and it may be said that the newly built wooden house was built not far from the old site of the Sipan Cave, and there are many deserted monuments at the old site, all of which are engraved with many names.

When they came to the residence of the eight-cubit old man, several black-robed protectors dispersed, this is the forbidden place of the valley lord's pavilion, if it is not summoned by the valley lord himself, outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission, there seems to be no powerful formation protection here, but no one dares to attack.

Lei Quan naturally knew these taboos, and he didn't bother with them, and continued to walk forward, he inadvertently swept over several names on the desolate tablet, without exception, those people were once the most powerful Tianjiao in the sect, and they were all persecuted by the "eight-cubit old monarch" without exception.

"The eight-cubit old man is paying tribute to his disciples and grandchildren! After all, he has done many things wrong! In this way, he is also giving an explanation to the dead souls. Lei Quan unconsciously let out a long breath, maybe no one knows why Lei Quan sighed, because of the dead soul, or the sacrifice of the eight-cubit old man, everything is unknown.

There is nothing around the cabin, flowers and plants, because the little poisonous "poisonous gods" have caused no grass to grow here, and in fact, there is no way to grow new plants again.

The cabin seemed to have been made of the same stout elm tree from before, and the trunk of the house was clearly scorched and black.

The interior is still simple and simple, a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a few wooden chairs, and it is impossible to see that this is the bedroom of the lord of a valley, and compared with the surrounding halls, they are all like a world of difference.

"Poverty seems to bring powerful motivation, born in sorrow, die in peace!" Lei Quan came into the cabin and found that the eight-cubit old man was closing his eyes and recuperating, it seemed that compared with before, the eight-cubit old man had lost a harsh air and became approachable, Lei Quan could feel that this was the real eight-cubit old man.

Lei Quan carefully noticed that there was a heroic spirit between the eyebrows of the eight-cubit old man, but he was not aggressive, which was very different from before.

"The Bodhisattva in troubled times doesn't ask about things, Lao Jun carries a sword to save the vicissitudes of life!"

This is the legendary eight-cubit old man!

What an open-minded eight-cubit old man!

Lei Quan just wanted to admire, but found that the eight-cubit old man suddenly looked embarrassed, his abdomen couldn't help twitching, and with a "wow" sound, he spit out a mouthful of purple reverse blood.

"Poisoned?" Lei Quan was puzzled.

Although Lei Quan knew through the explanations of Sun Wukong and Xiao Poison that the eight-elbowed Laojun had been possessed by a spider monster for a long time and had been eliminated by them, as for the previous battle with the "eight-elbowed Laojun", Lei Quan was completely unaware.

Lei Quan hurriedly stepped forward and held the eight-cubit Laojun, the eight-cubit Laojun at this moment did not seem to resist, and let Lei Quan get close, without a trace of rejection.

Lei Quan approached the eight-cubit old man, and suddenly found that the eight-cubit old man's hair seemed to fly by time, and the black beard turned white in an instant.

"What the hell is going on?" Lei Quan asked the eight-elbow old man with an anxious face.

The eight-elbowed old gentleman came to his senses, stabilized his breath, and slowly spoke, "Do you want to know the reason?"

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