It has been several days since he came back from the ability group, Luo Zhuo has been meditating in the small courtyard for the past few days, the people from the ability group have not come to trade with him, Liu Yang's kid doesn't know where to go for the New Year, the hoarded jade has been consumed, fortunately, he still has some low-level pills in his hand that can be used for cultivation.

In the past few days, there is a guest in the small courtyard, Shu Wei came here to inquire about Wang Xiaosong's situation, and after learning that Wang Xiaosong was cultivating in a place, she left without saying anything, and she was still quite sympathetic to this strong girl Luo Zhuo, but sympathy was useless, he had already helped everything he could, and the rest depended on Wang Xiaosong's own efforts.

There is also Wen Ya called him, without mentioning that she was taken away, she went home after leaving from the woman in red, which naturally made her parents and Zhu Siwei breathe a sigh of relief, as for the mercenaries who went and did not return, Zhu Siwei was also confused, but let him save a lot of money, although she did not tell Luo Zhuo, but Wen Ya still told her parents and Zhu Siwei about her speculation about Liang Chen, Wen Ya's father and Zhu Siwei jointly mobilized domestic forces to encircle and suppress the Liang family's business, and the Liang family went bankrupt not long after。

After telling Luo Zhuo that she would return to the capital after the Lantern Festival, Wen Ya hung up the phone and put down the phone, Luo Zhuo had a trace of melancholy in his heart, it seemed that he had been lonely for too long, and he would have this kind of emotion, and he didn't know how his former brothers and sisters were living now. He looked up to the sky and sighed, shook his head, threw these emotions out of his mind, and continued to put on a posture to cultivate the Zixiao Refining Form.

The sun was rising, Luo Zhuo finished the night's cultivation, a trace of almost imperceptible Hongmeng purple qi was refined into the body again, and he washed his face, Luo Zhuo left the small courtyard, did not drive, found a place nearby to have breakfast, and walked all the way south.

When it was almost noon, Luo Zhuo came to an alley, which is not far from the Forbidden City, in ancient times, this alley was inhabited by dignitaries and nobles, and now, every set of courtyard houses here is also worth more than 100 million.

At the end of the alley, Luo Zhuo stopped, this set of courtyards is his residence in the capital, not a rented place like before, but a house he bought many years ago, although he has not lived here for a long time, but when he comes here, he still feels like home.

Stretched out his hand and pressed on the door, feeling the ban on the door, Luo Zhuo smiled slightly, after being injured, the reason why he has not come here is because of this layer of prohibition, his house does not need to be locked, when the ban was first placed, he was still a Mahayana monk, and the ban he laid down, Mo said that now, even if the cultivation realm was still there, few people could break it, and after losing his cultivation, he himself couldn't open this ban, and there was no way to come back.

But now that he has returned to the foundation building cultivation, the foundation building monk naturally can't break the ban laid by the Mahayana monk, but after all, this ban was laid by himself, how to break it He is very clear, standing at the door, Luo Zhuo's hands have formed hundreds of handprints in one minute, if anyone sees it, they will definitely feel dazzled and can't see Luo Zhuo's movements clearly.

"Crunch-" Luo Zhuo's hand fell on the door again, and the door opened.

"It's finally back again. Stepping over the threshold and looking at the familiar courtyard, Luo Zhuo sighed, this place is open, I don't know when I will be able to recover to the realm of Kunlun Cave Heaven.

This is a three-entry courtyard, it used to be a house of six books, and after Luo Zhuo took over, it was rebuilt, although it was still antique, but it was a little different from the previous style.

Luo Zhuo didn't linger in the front yard, and walked directly to the back yard, which, according to the layout, was where the owner lived, and further back, was a small garden.

Luo Zhuo pushed open the door of a room, it seems to be an ancestral hall, there is a table of eight immortals in front of the door, on the wall in front of the table of eight immortals, there is a portrait, the portrait is an old man wearing a robe, crane hair and a childish face, the old man's robe flutters, as if he is going to fly away, this is Luo Zhuo's master, the portraits of the ancestors of the Kunlun sect are in the Kunlun Cave Heaven, Luo Zhuo hangs a portrait of the master here, also for a thought.

"Master, it's been more than six hundred years, and the apprentice has never given up, I just want to know, why?" Luo Zhuo looked at the portrait and muttered to himself, his eyes were a little red.

Luo Zhuo stood in front of the portrait for a long time, before leaving the room, into the next room, this looks like a study, the wall is full of calligraphy and paintings, if there are people who know the goods to see, they will definitely be shocked to drop their eyes, here hanging, it is actually the famous calligraphy and painting of all dynasties, look at the quantity and quality of these calligraphy and paintings, than the general museum is stronger.

When he arrived in this room, Luo Zhuo's mood seemed to be better, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, as well as the things on the shelves around him, the corners of Luo Zhuo's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered: "Fourth junior brother, I have wasted a lot of effort in order to collect these calligraphy and painting brothers you like." Second junior brother and third junior brother, I don't know if you still fight when you meet, little junior sister, senior brother has learned a few new specialty dishes, if you have the opportunity to meet, you will definitely have enough to eat. ”

Luo Zhuo lingered in the study for a long time, he rubbed every item, and in the end he sighed and left here, and walked to another room, there was a Dan furnace in this room, which was almost exactly the same as the Dan furnace of Taishang Laojun in the TV series, but this Dan furnace is not used by Luo Zhuo now, this Dan furnace needs to be cultivated to produce the true fire of the dantian to be used, the Dan furnace cannot be used, there are some pills that Luo Zhuo used to practice before, and he dislikes the pills that are too low-level and have no storage space, and the things that he couldn't look at before have to be used carefully now, and now anything that can be used to improve his cultivation, Luo Zhuo will not waste it。

Putting all those elixirs into the bracelet, the string of storage beads on his wrist was only the first one to be opened now, but there was enough space for these things.

After cleaning up the pills, Luo Zhuo left the pill room, most of the rest of the rooms were idle, and there was nothing Luo Zhuo was using now, so Luo Zhuo didn't check every room, and after packing up the pills, he walked to the quiet room, after leaving Qinling, his qi cultivation was almost still these days, but it was Zixiao refining form, and there was progress every day, and now there was an extra batch of pills, but he could catch up with the qi cultivation.

Before Luo Zhuo entered the quiet room, he heard a banging knock on the door, he frowned, he had just opened the ban, why did someone knock on the door, no one seemed to know about his place.

"Is anyone home?" said Luo Zhuo when he came to the front yard and heard someone shouting at the door.

Luo Zhuo opened the door and saw a man standing at the door, the man was quite white, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he looked polite.

"What's the matter?" asked Luo Zhuo.

"Is that Mr. Rotrol?" said the man with a smile on his face.

"It's me, hurry up and say something, I'm busy. Luo Zhuo said.

"Hello Mr. Luo, I am the director of the street office here, my surname is Zhang, and this is my business card. The man held a business card in both hands and handed it to Luo Zhuo.

Luo Zhuo stretched out his hand to take it and glanced at it, the name on the business card was Zhang Teng.

"Mr. Luo is a busy person, this house has been empty for more than half a year, and we don't have your contact information, I happened to be on duty today, and when I saw that the door was open, I took the liberty to disturb it." Zhang Teng said with a smile on his face.

"Looking for me?" Luo Zhuo said impatiently.

"That's right. Zhang Teng observed his words and saw Luo Zhuo's impatience, so he said: "Mr. Luo is the owner of this house, there is a person who has taken a fancy to Mr. Luo's house, Mr. Luo does not seem to live here permanently, and the other party's price is very fair, so I came to ask Mr. Luo if he intends to sell the house." ”

"Not for sale. Luo Zhuo glanced at him, when did the street director become a real estate agent, "Please, I still have something to do." Luo Zhuo slammed the door shut.

Zhang Teng touched his nose a little embarrassed, took out a phone from his pocket and dialed it.