"Little Brother Qingtian, I'm sorry. The white-bearded old man looked at Long Qingtian with some embarrassment and said, "This Murong Bo has always been so arrogant!"

Long Qingtian didn't speak.

Seeing Long Qingtian's expression, the white-bearded old man persuaded: "I know you are not convinced, but this Murong Bo is a once-in-a-century genius of our Murong family, except for our young lady, he has the highest talent, and now, he is already a sevenfold martial artist!"

A once-in-a-century genius? Long Qingtian's face was calm, when he was cultivating on the mortal realm earth, he was still called a genius that was rare in 10,000 years by the elders of his sect!

And in the fairy world, even those geniuses who are known as billions of years in front of him, they are just a pile of!

The white-bearded old man didn't know what Long Qingtian was thinking, and when he saw that Long Qingtian didn't speak, he sighed in his heart and shook his head.

He could see that their young lady Murong Qian had a "good impression" of this Long Qingtian, otherwise, it would be impossible to bring him over every day to treat the other party in the past few days.

As for the extent of the "favorability", he still does not know.

It's just, alas.

The meridians in this dragon Qingtian's body are all broken, and he is destined to be a wasted person.

In his opinion, it is impossible for the two to have a result.

Because of Murong Bo's little episode, the two of them didn't have the heart to hang out anymore.

Long Qingtian returned to his small courtyard, and then ran the "Chaos Da Luo Tian", suddenly, Long Qingtian was shocked in his heart, because he felt that when he ran the "Chaos Da Luo Tian" technique he created this time, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth actually fluctuated a little!

Long Qingtian was overjoyed.

It's been seven days!

After coming to this Azure Continent for seven days, you can finally gather energy!

As he continued to run the exercises, the surrounding fluctuations of heaven and earth aura began to slowly converge towards him, and then seeped into his body, heading towards his dantian.

Streams of heaven and earth aura entered the dantian, just like a long drought and dry rain, Long Qingtian's dantian frantically devoured these aura, and then dispersed to all corners of his body, moisturizing and warming the broken meridians in his body, every inch of skin.

When Long Qingtian opened his eyes, it was dark outside, and a day had passed.

Long Qingtian exhaled a breath of turbidity, only to feel that his whole body was refreshed, and he stood up, and the sound of his bones "crackling" was indescribably comfortable.

He looked inward and found that there was already a faint gas in the dantian.

"It seems that this Heavenly Venerable Body is still somewhat useful!" Long Qingtian muttered to himself.

Although his strength has disappeared, the body of Tianzun is still the body of Tianzun, and he can still absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

However, in this plane, the aura of heaven and earth is too thin!

It was even thinner than the earth when he was in the mortal realm before! Now, his cultivation speed was much slower than before, and he found that after this Heavenly Venerable body was punished by the heavens, it seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and the speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was far inferior to that of when he was in the immortal realm.

Even when he was in the mortal realm before, his cultivation speed was not as good.

"Or is it because all the meridians in the body are broken?" Long Qingtian frowned.

However, now, he can only cultivate slowly.

And so it passed another ten days.

In addition to cultivating, Long Qingtian is still cultivating, after his unremitting efforts, after ten days, the aura in Long Qingtian's dantian has become much thicker, and he has entered the early stage of the qi refining period!

This speed made Long Qingtian stunned, he remembered that he had cultivated on the earth back then, and it only took two days to enter the early stage of qi refining!

However, in the past ten days, the white-bearded old man has not come, and Long Qingtian has not cared, no one has bothered, so it is better.

This time, suddenly, the entire Murong Mansion became lively.

"This time the Martial God Temple is opened, and our young lady has been chosen!"

"I said a long time ago, with our young lady's talent, we will definitely be able to enter the Martial God Temple!"

The slaves and maids in Murong Mansion discussed with the guards.

"Murong Qian has entered the Martial God Temple?" Long Qingtian's heart moved.

In the Azure Continent, no matter which family the child is, it is a great honor to enter the Martial God Temple.

Murong Qian was able to enter the Martial God Hall this time and become a disciple of the Martial God Temple, and the Murong family celebrated with joy.

It's lively outside, but it has nothing to do with Long Qingtian.

In the room, Long Qingtian continued to cultivate.

The next day, when Long Qingtian stopped the operation of the exercises and walked out of the room, he saw Murong Qian walking into the small courtyard with the white-bearded old man.

Murong Qian smiled, and it could be seen that she was in a good mood, and she was able to enter the Martial God Hall this time, and she came to report the good news to Long Qingtian.

Sure enough, after Murong Qian came in, after asking Long Qingtian about the situation in the past few days, she couldn't help but tell Long Qingtian about her entering the Martial God Temple.

Long Qingtian looked at Murong Qian, who had always been soft, with a smile on his face.

When Murong Qian saw Long Qingtian's smile, she felt that she was a little out of shape in front of Long Qingtian, and she couldn't help blushing.

It's just that when Long Qingtian said that he was leaving the Murong family, Murong Qianqiao's face changed, the previous smile disappeared, and he blurted out: "You said you were leaving?!"

"Hmm. Long Qingtian nodded.

Now that you have moved freely and entered the Qi refining period, it is time to leave.

It was impossible for him to stay in this Murong Mansion for a long time.

And for him, in this Murong Mansion, there are many inconveniences.

Murong Qian saw Long Qingtian nodding, her mood was suddenly a little lost, and she opened her mouth to say, but she stopped again, Long Qingtian was leaving, it was too sudden for her!

The white-bearded old man on the side also looked surprised when he heard Long Qingtian say that he was leaving.

"You, when are you leaving?" Murong Qian's expression was a little depressed.

"Now. Long Qingtian said.

"Now!you?!" Murong Qianmei stared at Long Qingtian.

Long Qingtian said: "My injuries are almost healed. ”

In addition to the meridians and soul in his body, Long Qingtian's injuries had indeed healed, and now he only lacked time to recover his strength.

"Then, okay!" Murong Qian's voice was weak.

Half an hour later, Murong Qian and the white-bearded old man stood at the gate of Murong Mansion, watching Long Qingtian gradually walk away.

When Long Qingtian's back disappeared into the sky, Murong Qian was still standing there, motionless.

The white-bearded old man stood behind him and sighed in his heart.

"Miss, he's gone, let's go back!" said the white-bearded old man after a long time.

"Doctor Chen, you say, will we meet again in the future?" Suddenly, Murong Qian spoke.

The white-bearded old man was stunned and squeaked, not knowing how to answer the question.

He admitted that Long Qingtian had a unique charm and attraction when he raised his hands and feet, and he was so handsome that he couldn't talk about it, but in this Azure Continent, where martial arts were respected, this couldn't be eaten.

Long Qingtian's internal meridians were all broken, and he was already a wasted person, but Murong Qian had now entered the Martial God Hall and became a disciple of the Martial God Temple, in his opinion, it was impossible for the two to intersect again in the future.

But seeing Murong Qian looking at the end of the street with a demented face, he couldn't bear to open his mouth to say this fact.

"Let's go back!" Murong Qian said with a faint look in her eyes, and after speaking, she turned around and went back to the house.

And when Murong Qian and the white-bearded old man turned back to Murong Mansion, a figure flashed out at the corner of the street, it was Murong Bo!

Murong Bo watched Murong Qian's back disappear, then turned his head to look at Long Qingtian's departure direction, and sneered: "Boy, when you leave Haitian City, I will let you not survive, you can't die!"