"I'll find it, but I hope you still don't hurt Xiao Jiu, otherwise, I will definitely ruin you!" Luo Zixing remembered that picture at a glance, but when he spoke to Feng Xue, his eyes were so cold that he felt cold, and even felt colder than the cold ice around him, and his eyes were full of murderous energy. At this moment, the momentum cultivated in the past thirty years in his previous life is fully opened, as a person who once stood at the top of the world, he naturally has a bit of a fierce momentum, not to mention, his momentum is experienced in the struggle.

Feng Xue looked at the person in front of her who was almost a different person, and realized that she was still wrong after all, in Zhang Wuyu's mansion before, she had noticed that Luo Zixing had such a momentum, but it was not the same, it was a fierce murderous aura, and it was a feeling of belonging to a killer.

But now, through him, Feng Xue saw another person - the end of the world. He is the same kind of person as Duan Tianya, suitable for leadership, or a natural leader. Breaking the world was to repay the favor and stayed by Ji Longming's side, otherwise with Ji Longming's ability, how could he restrain him. But Fengxue and they have always regarded him as a real leader, or rather, he is more suitable for sitting on that throne than Ji Longming.

With time, the future of such a young man is truly limitless.

"I know we're connected now, and now you'd better find a proper place to hide her. Feng Xue said.

"I hope you remember what you said today and be kind to her!" Luo Zixing bent down, gently picked up Qi Jiu, and continued to carry it on his back.

Fengxue nodded and disappeared.

It took Luo Zixing half a month to find a place to settle Qi Jiu, and another half a month to settle himself.

Three months later, it's the New Year.

There is still half a month before the New Year, Luo Zixing looked at the sky, and his heart was really mixed.

What he is in now is the courtyard of the low-level disciples of the Flowing Dao Sect. His choice now is to enter the Liudaomen incognito.

Luo Yongyun is his current name. The almost forgotten past life, plus the present life.

He made up a bleak life experience for himself, and then with the comprehension of the knife, which was already a medium cultivation among his peers, he successfully entered the Flowing Knife Gate. became a small grassroots disciple.

The treatment of the disciples in the Flowing Dao Sect is very good, a small courtyard for three people, and there is a special cultivation place for cultivation at ordinary times, and you can also find a secret place by yourself.

For all this, Luo Zixing is not satisfied or dissatisfied, for him, everything is not as important as improving his strength.

Since he arrived here, he has been cultivating desperately for two months, and his spiritual power has reached the twenty-sixth order, which is already amazing, at least among this group of disciples, there is no faster than him to advance.

But for Luo Zixing, this is not enough, at this speed, he is still too far from the goal. Half a year has passed since the three-year period.

The New Year is approaching, and the entire Liudaomen is filled with a festive atmosphere, which deeply stimulates Luo Zixing, and the two people in the same courtyard have already returned home and reunited with their families, only he is still tempering himself in the cold wind.

The wind was cold and stinged like a knife on the face. But Luo Zixing's moves were not affected by the wind at all, and his eyes were calm and silent.

This is a relatively secluded place in the back mountain, and there are actually very few people in the Liudao Gate who can practice alone, and they like to get together to compete in martial arts. This kind of cultivation method is undoubtedly very good, after all, there is more experience in actual combat, and it can be regarded as an additional guarantee in the face of the complex outside world.

really entered it, Luo Zixing understood that the rise of the Flowing Knife Gate was strong, and it was definitely not luck. It's tough, martial, and there's enough strength here. Maybe other sects can rely on the genius earth treasure anti-heaven exercise or something to become strong, but the Flowing Dao Sect relies on the continuous efforts of generations of people.

In the previous life, this was a model of starting from the grassroots. It's just that when I got here, I was despised by many people in my heart, thinking that they didn't have the so-called demeanor of everyone. In fact, it can be regarded as jealousy, except for the Western Wilderness, which has always been known for its barbarism, in the other three places, the disciples of the Liudaomen are the most capable and bloody.

By the end of the practice, it was already dark. Luo Zixing went back and planned to get something to eat and continue to cultivate spiritual power.

"Yongyun!" a middle-aged man called out to Luo Zixing. Luo Zixing turned his head and saw that it was Liu Shiyu, who was in charge of the cultivation of his group of disciples.

He is in his forties this year, although he looks very serious, but he is very careful, and he can often see that something is wrong with his disciples and guide them, and the disciples he teaches often make very rapid progress.

Luo Zixing said respectfully: "Teacher Liu!"

Liu Shiyu beckoned and said, "Come here!"

Luo Zixing stepped forward, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Let's go, go to me!" Liu Shiyu turned around and left, and Luo Zixing followed behind him.

As the chief sect and managing the number one hundred and ten, Liu Shiyu's room is not very luxurious, but there is one more study room than the ordinary disciple's room, and he lives alone.

When Luo Zixing walked in, he saw that the table was full of dishes, and it was still emitting heat, which had just been made. Luo Zixing knew that although Liu Shiyu's wife An Ling did not live here, she would often come over to clean up the housework and cook for him. An ordinary but happy little woman.

It just so happened that An Ling came out of the kitchen at this time, and saw Luo Zixing greeting with a smile: "Yongyun, come, eat first!"

Luo Zixing looked at Liu Shiyu in surprise, but saw him smile and said, "I'm looking for you to eat, sit down first." ”

After Luo Zixing sat down, An Ling was still busy in the kitchen, and Liu Shiyu took out a pot of wine and sat down beside him.

"Come, drink some, it's best to have two sips of wine on such a cold day. Liu Shiyu handed the flask to Luo Zixing.

Luo Zixing didn't shirk, took it and poured a full cup.

"I know you're in a hurry now, but cultivation, it's still about relaxation, it's not good for you to blindly oppress yourself like this. Liu Shiyu took a sip of wine and said.

Luo Zixing looked at the wine glass in front of him and was silent, he also understood this truth, but he couldn't calm down at all, he just wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible. Since he arrived, he has rarely slept for two hours a day. I've been practicing hard.

His progress is obvious to all, seeing him cultivate so hard, the two people who live with him are embarrassed, the same is a rapid progress, but not as ruthless as him.

The person reflected in the wine glass had messy hair, his face was like earth, and his thin cheekbones were protruding. His eyes were bloodshot as well. In two months, the high-spirited noble son became this ghost.

"I know...... But I can't control myself......" Luo Zixing said in a hoarse voice.

Liu Shiyu patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, if you want to open a little, no matter what, only if you save yourself, you will have a chance to take revenge, don't knock yourself down before defeating the enemy!"

An Ling walked out, gave Luo Zixing a bowl full of rice and said, "Come, eat first, it's good to practice when you're full, I'll be here in the future, you don't have to cook by yourself, just come here to eat directly." ”

Luo Zixing took the bowl for a while, but continued to take it and bury his head in eating. An Ling is too simple, he can see through it at a glance, just a good-natured lady with no malice. An Ling has always taken good care of him.

Liu Shiyu didn't speak anymore, but kept giving the dish to Luo Zixing and asked him to eat slowly.

Full of wine and food, Luo Zixing's always decadent appearance looks a little more energetic, and he is finally not so embarrassed.

"Listen to me, don't practice tonight, take a rest, and continue tomorrow, otherwise you won't be able to do this now. Liu Shiyu said solemnly.

Luo Zixing nodded, he really needed to take a break. Think of it as a day of relaxation.

After returning to the room, sitting on the bed, Luo Zixing began to look out the window.

He hadn't gone to bed early for too long, and he didn't feel sleepy at all now. Today's night was dark, there was no light in the dark clouds, and the noisy Liudao Sect was quiet because most of the disciples left.

Qi Jiu is hundreds of miles away, Liu Hua was taken away by her master, the injury may have healed, the eldest brother Luo Zifeng is nowhere to be found, looking at the world and the world, he is really alone.

Even, he left the broken blade by Qi Jiu's side, made a companion with the Cold Bone Sword, and only came here with the knife that Liu Anyuan gave him.

Cut off the past, in addition to hatred and memory, he is a new Luo Zixing.