The absorption of Black Carbon, Jia Yin, Lu Feishen and Wu Yuan was relatively slow.

Until the next morning, the four of them came out of the bucket, they looked at each other in shock, and from each other's excited eyes, they could see that they had all been promoted, even if they suppressed cultivation, they could feel that they had been promoted, and they had been promoted to more than a small realm.

If you were to cultivate on your own, it would take hundreds of years to achieve such an effect.

"All four seniors have come out." Liu Qian said happily: "How many levels have the four seniors promoted? ”

Gayin clasped his hands together: "The Buddha said: Don't say." ”

Lu Feishen nodded: "It's true that you can't say it." ”

Cultivators have always liked to hide their strength and are unwilling to expose themselves too much in front of others.

Hei Tan and Wu Yuan also have a very tacit understanding, not to mention how much they have ascended, but the eyes of Mu Nanjin are different.

Mu Nanjin said to Wu Yuan: "It is thanks to the herbs that you and your companions 'contributed' that we can elevate your realm. ”

Wu Yuan looked at her with complicated eyes: "You have such a big heart. ”

If it were someone else, he would be eager to do everything possible to control him and prevent him from rebelling.

And when she is good, she will also give him a promotion to the Jin realm, and she is not afraid that he will kill her?

Mu Nanjin said lightly: "I am treating people with benefits, and when you get more benefits from following me, you will be more and more reluctant to leave me."

Instead, you will only try to escape. ”

Wu Yuan: It's not unreasonable for them to think about it.

"For the sake of acquaintance, I would like to remind you, don't think that you will try to deal with me if you are promoted to the realm, otherwise you won't know how to die."

Jia Yin couldn't help but ask, "How high is your realm?" ”

"It's a realm that you can't catch up."

Everyone: "......"

"The day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and you should go home when you should go home."

Liu Qian arched his hand and said, "Girl, thank you for taking care of me these days, I will visit with my father and them tomorrow." ”

Mu Nanjin frowned lightly: "I want to sleep lazy, I don't have time to entertain you, so don't engage in these vain." ”

Liu Qian: "......"

Yang Bo patted him on the shoulder: "You know the girl's temperament, she said that if she doesn't use it, she won't use it, so don't be so polite, besides, your father is the girl's superior, how can there be a reason for the superior to visit the subordinate, right?" ”

Liu Qian thought about it.

Xu Chengdao: "Don't look reluctant, we'll meet again in a few days." Okay, hurry back to see your mother, she must miss you very much. ”

"Good. See you in a few days. ”

Liu Qian left first, and he rode back to Liu's mansion excitedly.

"Dad, mother, I'm back."

Mrs. Liu said excitedly: "My Qian'er is back, do you see how thin you are?" ”

She took a closer look and saw that her son was not only not thin, but fat.

Mrs. Liu saw that her sons had grown double chins, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Hey, I'm still fat, and I'm too well fed." ”

Liu Qianhu, who came out behind, said: "I just said that he is not thin, you still don't believe it." ”

Liu Qian ran to Liu Qianhu excitedly: "Dad, Dad, look at me." ”

Liu Qianhu felt that this was a little familiar, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?" You're not going to be promoted again, are you? ”

"Haha, you guessed right this time." Liu Qian told him about last night's incident: "I can almost upgrade to the eighth grade now." ”

"Eight pins?" Liu Qianhu was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall: "Your father is only eight grades now, and you are so fast to the eighth grade?" ”

"Really, I didn't lie to you."

Mrs. Liu looked at her son in disbelief: "When you went down the mountain, you were only the fourth grade, and you will only be promoted to the eighth grade in the past few months?" Don't make fun of us. ”

Liu Qian said: "It's true, I won't lie to you about these things." ”

Liu Qian didn't say much, and directly punched Liu Qianhu.

Liu Qianhu hurriedly punched to pick it up, but he was worried about breaking his son, so he didn't use it all.

Then, he was beaten back, and he smiled happily: "You kid can, you really have almost reached the strength of the eighth grade, and the future is immeasurable." ”

Liu Qianhu looked at his wife: "You can rest assured that you can put your son next to Mu Nanjin now, right?" ”

Mrs. Liu glared at him angrily: "It's not that I don't feel at ease by her side, I just think that our family is in the capital, so why live in someone else's house, it makes me feel that my son will not see her for many months like he has not gone down the mountain." It's like you can see your son every day, how can you not experience the suffering of not seeing your son, hum. ”

"Alright, alright, now that my son is back, what do we have to say back to the house."

Liu Qianhu gave his son a look.

Liu Qian understood and immediately helped Mrs. Liu back to the house.

Mrs. Liu was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.

When the Liu family was happy, Hei Tan and Wu Yuan changed into robes.

Black Tan took the lead in taking Sangtai away.

Wu Yuan walked to the courtyard and asked Shu Xiyao, "Are you ready?" ”

Shu Xiyao didn't have to bring his baggage back, so he had nothing to prepare: "How are you going to send me back?" Light work? ”

"I'm not going to take it lightly." Wu Yuan took out a golden flying sword from the space.

"What are you doing?" Shu Xiyao subconsciously took a step back.

Wu Yuan sneered: "Scared? ”

Shu Xiyao retorted: "I'm not afraid, I'm on guard. ”

Wu Yuan snorted.

Then, the golden sword flew up.

He leapt onto the flying sword.

"You ......" Shu Xiyao looked at Wu Yuan in surprise.

I once heard that as long as you cultivate to the level of a martial god, you can fly with a royal weapon, Wu Yuan will not be a martial god, right?

Wu Yuan said, "Come up." ”

Shu Xiyao retracted his shocked look and jumped onto the flying sword.

"Tell me where your home is and what your town is."

Shu Xiyao reported the address of his home.

It fell, and with a bang, the person disappeared into the house.

"Ahh

Shu Xiyao was almost thrown out, he quickly grabbed Wu Yuan's shoulders, and his cheeks were blown by the wind like a knife.

He cautiously looked down, and the height of the thousand zhang made him feel dizzy,

Shu Xiyao had never stood on such a high place, and if he fell from here, he would definitely be shattered.

The scenery under his feet roared by, and he saw a kind of city in the distance, which crossed the sky of the city in the blink of an eye, leaving the city far behind, and it was very fast.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan stopped.

"Here we are."

"Huh?"

Shu Xiyao was thrown down before he could understand what was going on.

Fortunately, the height was not high at this time, and he quickly somersaulted in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

Shu Xiyao looked up at the familiar gate of the mansion in front of him: "Back, back?" ”

Does it take a quarter of an hour to get here from the capital?

Probably not, right?

The guards guarding the Demon Cult's mansion saw a man with messy hair appear at the gate, and immediately shouted vigilantly, "Who is coming?" ”

Shu Xiyao lifted his hair and said, "It's me." ”

"Sect, Sect Master!?" The guards looked at him in surprise and looked at him like a beggar: "Sect Master, you're back." ”

"Hmm."

Shu Xiyao entered the courtyard, looked left and right at the familiar scenery, and it was not until he sat down and drank the familiar tea that he was really sure that he was back.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fast, and it's so convenient." (End of chapter)