Luo Zhuo walked into the common tea pavilion on the roadside, pretended to be a pedestrian and asked for a bowl of herbal tea, found a corner to sit down, and continued to listen to the people in the tea pavilion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of roadside tea pavilion, generally only ordinary people will patronize, a little bit of cultivation, disdain to come here, if Luo Zhuo didn't want to see the folk customs of the Great Zhou, he would fly directly to the sky and not walk, his consciousness swept away, Luo Zhuo saw that the seven or eight people in this tea pavilion were just ordinary people.

It was a middle-aged man with a dusty face who seemed to be a businessman, and he continued, "I heard that this time the saint chose a son-in-law for the princess, not looking at the background of the family teacher, but only looking at the talent and cultivation. ”

"So what? Compared with cultivation, where can ordinary people compare to the children of those famous families, speaking of which is not a game for those big names, let's just watch a lively one. A young man said in a sour tone.

The cultivation world is very cruel, if you want to go long on the road of cultivation, teachers, resources, and opportunities are extremely important, ordinary casual cultivation can go against the heavens and the earth to preach the Tao and become gods, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, just like Luo Zhuo, if it weren't for the help of nobles many times, he would have died several times.

"This brother, I don't know which princess the Holy Lord is choosing a son-in-law for this time?" Luo Zhuo said.

The middle-aged merchant glanced at Luo Zhuo and didn't care, anyway, the tea pavilion was full of excitement, "Who else can there be, there is only one princess in our saint who has not left the pavilion now, of course it is the princess of Ziyue." If you want to say that this Purple Moon Princess is also a strange person......"

The middle-aged businessman was a good talker, and he continued to talk about it, but all he said was gossip from the north and south, and with his identity, he couldn't get in touch with those big people.

Luo Zhuo rarely experienced the feeling of an ordinary person, and after listening to the gossip news for a while, he left the tea pavilion in a hurry, although there were ninety percent rumors about the gossip of this middle-aged businessman, but Luo Zhuo was also sure that King Wu of the Great Zhou was indeed going to choose a son-in-law for Ji Ziyue.

Speaking of Ji Ziyue, Luo Zhuo still had the impression of that cute little girl with a round face, but he didn't expect that she was going to get married in a blink of an eye, Luo Zhuo didn't have any thoughts about Ji Ziyue, but since he heard the news, he happened to be passing by Xiqi, and he could just go to send a congratulatory gift. How can I say that I also came to the fairy world together after going through hardships at the beginning, and Ji Ziyue also helped me at the beginning, if it wasn't for Ji Ziyue's news, I wouldn't have been able to save Qiao Mengyuan and Wen Ya in time back then.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhuo missed Qiao Mengyuan and Wen Yalai very much, I don't know how they are doing in Gusha Mountain, and after taking the Kunlun faction to Beipu in the East China Sea, he must go to Gushu Mountain!

Luo Zhuo also remembered that Yu Wenming, his blow should not have killed him at the beginning, he hadn't heard from him for a long time, and he didn't know what his situation was now, but thinking that Xuan Wenming Island was destroyed by Liu Yunlong, they should not have the strength to trouble themselves, as for Yu Wenming himself, if he dared to come, Luo Zhuo wouldn't mind sending him on the road, his current cultivation, Yu Wenming would not be an opponent for a long time.

Thinking of Wen Ya and Qiao Mengyuan, Luo Zhuo didn't have the patience to hurry up, unfolded his body, and headed towards Xiqi at full speed.

Just when Luo Zhuo rushed to Xiqi, on the top of the snow-capped mountain of Gushu Mountain, a woman in white was practicing swords in the square paved with white jade.

"Yuanyuan, you are really powerful, you have survived the catastrophe so quickly, I don't know how long it will take?" A voice like water sounded, but it was Wen Ya sitting on the steps in front of the main hall, her chin resting on her knees, watching Qiao Mengyuan practice swords, her delicate face with a hint of sorrow.

"Didn't the master say it, your heat is almost the same. Qiao Mengyuan put away her momentum and said with a smile, "Cultivation is not about a short time, your qualifications are better than mine, and you will definitely be ahead of me in the future." ”

"Don't comfort me, Master and Uncle both say that you are a rare genius in 10,000 years, and I can't compare to you. Wen Ya stuck out her tongue, her smile dispelled the dark clouds in the sky, waved her fist, and said, "But I will also work hard, and I will cultivate to the perfection of the Heavenly Immortals as soon as possible, and then I can go down the mountain!"

"Let's go down the mountain and find your Brother Zhuo. Qiao Mengyuan said with a smile.

"It's not just mine, it's yours. Wen Ya said, after becoming the same sister as Qiao Mengyuan, the little mustard in Wen Ya's original heart also disappeared, and she also figured out that the cultivator has a long life, and it is better to cherish it than to act in a palace fighting scene.

"Two dead girls, don't practice well, think about men here, are you begging for a beating?" A crisp voice sounded, which made Qiao Mengyuan's little face that had just turned red return to normal, and she also learned to stick out her tongue with gentleness, looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in the square, and said, "Uncle Shi's lesson is that we will practice." ”

Wen Ya also jumped up all of a sudden, sacrificed the flying sword, and gestured one move at a time.

The woman who suddenly appeared was dressed in purple, she didn't look older than Qiao Mengyuan and Wen Ya, her face was covered with a faint mist, she couldn't see her face clearly, she walked around with her hands behind her back, and from time to time she was born and scolded the two girls, but her voice was crisp, although it was a scolding, the two girls were not afraid, and corrected their actions with a smile.

On the Xuanming Island in the North Sea, Yu Wenming was on top of the main hall, kneeling on his knees, and his father, the owner of the Xuanming Island, was sitting on it.

"What you said is true?" said the Lord of Yuwen Island, his voice carrying the majesty of the superior, even in the face of his own son, without the slightest emotion.

"For such a big thing, how dare a son deceive his father. Yu Wenming said, his hands clasped the ground, he was injured by Luo Zhuo that day, he did not return to Xuan Ming Island, he knew his father's character, he was not optimistic about Xuan Ming Island, resulting in the spirit veins of Xuan Ming Island were taken away, this is a big crime, even if he is the young master of Xuan Ming Island, he can't escape punishment, he originally planned to find a place, heal his injuries and then go to Luo Zhuo, as long as he gets Hongmeng Purple Qi, he can find a place to cultivate, and when he cultivates to surpass his father, he will not be afraid.

But he never thought that his father would personally take action to capture him back, and in desperation, he could only say the biggest hole card, otherwise his father would really be able to kill him in the palm of his hand in anger, after all, the loss of the spiritual vein is a major event that shakes the foundation of Xuan Immortal Island.

If this is true, then you are not guilty, but you are meritorious. The Lord of Yuwen Island said, his voice could not hear joy and anger, "Go down, cultivate honestly, my son of Yuwen Zhushi, how can you not even be a golden immortal, within ten years, if you can't break through the golden immortal, then I will send you to the battlefield of human demons." ”

"Father, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to cultivate. Yu Wenming said, cold sweat flowed from his back, and he respectfully withdrew from the main hall.

The door of the main hall closed suddenly, Yu Wenming clenched his fists, originally Hongmeng purple qi was his, it was all to blame Luo Zhuo! If it weren't for him, Xuan Ming Island would not be in chaos, and he wouldn't have to say this news in order to avoid punishment! Luo Zhuo, you must die! Yu Wenming roared angrily in his heart.

However, he also knew that he had no chance to kill Luo Zhuo with his own hands, and since his father knew the news, he would definitely take action to snatch Hongmeng Purple Qi in person.

In the main hall, a majestic man sat on a huge chair, his eyes flashed with light, and he muttered, "Hongmeng Purple Qi, I didn't expect that my Yuwen Pillar Stone would have such an opportunity! With this Hongmeng Purple Qi, I can immediately break through the Emperor Realm and become holy, just around the corner, it's really heaven to live up to me!"

He let out a few long laughs, thought for a moment, and said, "Send me all the news about Luo Zhuo." ”

Xuanming Island has its own intelligence agency, Yuwen Zhushi is cautious, he did not immediately set off to find Luo Zhuo, Hongmeng Purple Qi is not an ordinary thing, people who can get Hongmeng Purple Qi, even if the cultivation is not high, luck is against the sky, Yuwen Zhushi has lived for so many years, he understands the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit very well, for this kind of person who has great luck, either do not move, or have to kill with one blow, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Therefore, even if he is a Golden Immortal, there are almost no opponents in Nanzhan Buzhou, and when he fights Luo Zhuo's idea of a mere immortal, he will first send someone to find out the details of Luo Zhuo. (To be continued.) )