As soon as the four of them went out, Luoyang saw the middle-aged uncle they had met at the entrance of the village before.

Luoyang was about to say hello, but heard Fang Zheng say, "Han Wu, give this farmer an immortal gold coin, your senior sister has been eating and living at his house for the past few days, and our people from the Han Wu Sect never eat and live in vain."

Luoyang: "......"

He felt that Han Wuzong was like a company that had gone bankrupt, and the master with a rectangular face couldn't let go of the glory of the company's CEO. But can't you give the money yourself?

After killing the treasure hunter with a thin face, he searched for three immortal gold coins, and in a blink of an eye, he had to pay the room fee to his senior sister, and he was also served.

Still, he gave the money.

A group of four people set off.

Fang Zheng stepped on the fairy sword and said, "Han Wu, you and your senior sister can't fly with the sword yet, so the three of you can ride a hearse and follow me."

Luo Yang smiled indifferently: "Yanhu, you ride a hearse, senior sister, you take a car, I will try to see if I can fly with a sword."

Fang Zheng was surprised and said, "Han Wu, your senior sister can't control the sword, how can you fly with the sword?"

Fang Yuan glanced at Luoyang, although he didn't say anything, but in his heart, he felt that Luoyang was being reckless.

Men, they just love to be in the limelight.

Luo Yang didn't say anything, his mind moved, and the Thunder Sword immediately responded, and a sword roar flew out of the scabbard, and then suspended in the void.

Fang Zheng and Fang Yuan's father and daughter had surprised expressions on their faces, with Luoyang's means of controlling the sword in his hand, it was difficult for ordinary immortals to be so smooth, how could a kid from the Spirit Bone Realm do it?

Yanhu Wangfu glanced at Luoyang, then stepped into the hearse and said, "Senior Sister Fang, get in the car."

Only then did Fang Yuan come back to his senses and climb into the hearse.

Luo Yang flew to the sword.

The Thunder Sword sank slightly, and quickly stabilized.

Fang Zheng said in surprise, "Han Wu, you...... When did you break through the realm of heaven and man?"

Luo Yang smiled: "I haven't broken through the Heaven and Man Realm yet, and I've only just entered the God Refining Realm, which is a little worse than Senior Sister."

Fang Yuan: "......"

She felt that Luoyang's words were a bit pertinent, but she had no evidence.

"Master, let's go." Luoyang said.

Fang Zheng said proudly: "Han Wu, you follow closely, don't fall behind."

The sound fell, and the square-faced master flew out first with a sword.

Luoyang observed for a moment, and visually measured the speed of the rectangular face master's sword

It's just over 100 yards, not too slow, not too fast, and decent.

Yanhu activated the hearse and chased after it.

Fang Yuan, who was sitting in the back, glanced back, but saw that Luoyang was still standing on the Thunder Sword and did not move, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In Senior Sister's opinion, Senior Brother Luo was forcibly pretending, but he failed, and he couldn't fly with a sword at all.

But just when Fang Yuan was thinking like this, he saw Luoyang leaning forward, and the fairy sword under his feet flew out with a swish, and chased after him in a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, Luoyang flew to the front.

Fang Yuan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth: "He...... Didn't you say that you just arrived at the God Refining Realm, how can you control the flying sword?"

Although it was talking to herself, Yanhu still heard it, and the tigress laughed out loud with a crane voice: "Ho ho ho ho ......ho ho My eldest brother is very capable, and to be honest, your father should worship my eldest brother as a teacher."

Fang Yuan: "......"

With just two sentences, Luoyang not only caught up with Fangzheng, but also left the square-faced master behind.

Fang Zheng was also so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Sou!

A thick cloud of dust rolled up on the Gobi.

The speed of the Thunder Sword is 220.

Since it is considered to be forcibly pretended, let's chase it well.

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Two days later.

A corner of the South Barbarians.

Luoyang finally met Han Wuzong.

A no

The well-known low hill with a dilapidated building that looks like a temple in disrepair and devoid of pilgrims.

The headquarters of other sects are all famous immortal mountains, but the mountain in front of you is an ordinary mountain.

At the foot of the hill there was a village of about 100 families, all of which were in tatters, some of them even simple shacks, and there was not even a decent handful of grass on the roof.

At a glance, Han Wuzhong's first impression of Luoyang was poverty.

"Han Wu, this is our Han Wu Sect, let's go, let's go to the village and take a look." Fang Zheng led the way.

Yanhu pushed the hearse and followed, and said, "This place is poorer than our Kurosawa."

Fangzheng's face darkened.

Fang Yuan shifted the topic: "Senior brother, the village in front is called Fuyin Village, and the people in the village are all the people of our Hanzhong."

Luoyang really can't see where the dilapidated village and the word "rich" are touched.

"Han Wu, I've been pondering one for the past two days

Thing, do you know what it is?" Fang Zheng is looking for something to talk to Luoyang.

Luo Yang asked very cooperatively, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zheng glanced at Luoyang and said tentatively: "Han Wu, even if your spiritual power cultivation enters the God Refining Realm, it stands to reason that you can't control the Sword Immortal Flight, but not only can you control the Sword Immortal Flight, but you can also fly faster than me, that ......

[In view of the general environment,

Luo Yang had actually guessed what the square-faced master wanted to say, but he pretended to be confused: "Master, what's that?"

"Han Wu, tell Master honestly, have you gotten that great creation?" Fang Zheng finally said the words that he had been holding in his heart for two days.

Fang Yuan also looked at Luoyang, she also wanted to know the answer.

Luo Yang smiled, "Master, do you think I look like a person who has received great enlightenment?"

"Really?" Fang Zheng was a little unconvinced.

Luoyang said, "At that time, a golden light shone on my face, and I passed out, I don't know what happened."

"But you broke through, and your spiritual power cultivation entered the God Refining Realm." Fang Zheng stated the basis of his suspicions.

Yanhu interjected and said, "My eldest brother learned anything when he was in the mortal world of Middle-earth, he is a gifted genius."

Luoyang smiled.

The tigress was released in a timely manner.

Fang Zheng couldn't say anything more.

Fang Yuan looked thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Entering Fuyin Village, there were people kneeling on both sides of the road, old and young, men and women, more than 100 people, all of them looked yellow and thin, and Luoyang, who was born in medicine, broke a collective malnutrition at a glance.

An old man with white hair and a stiff back came with a chicken in his hand, trembling, and his speech was not good: "The old slave visits the sect, the sect master, the young master of jade and jade, this, this chicken...... Take it back and make the soup."

Fang Zheng said, "This is the village chief of Fuyin Village, Laifu. Han Wu, you take the chicken."

Luoyang is a little unbearable, the people in this village look like poor people who haven't eaten a full meal for a long time, and they still take a chicken from others, which is really a bit unreasonable.

But I heard the square-faced master say again: "Han Wu, you can give Laifu three immortal gold coins."

Luoyang: "......"

Give money with chickens.

Luoyang put the chicken in the animal skin bag next to the back seat of the hearse, and at this moment, a trace of alarm suddenly rose in his heart and looked up at the sky.