Zhou Dazhu didn't expect his son to casually recognize others as a master, but thinking about Zhou Li's qualifications, it was impossible to become an excellent martial artist in the first place, so let him go.

"Okay, for the sake of the face of that third-order demon core, you can bring your master over tonight!" Zhou Dazhu said helplessly, but he was full of curiosity about the good news that Zhou Li said, could it be that kid is going to send the demon core again?

Thinking of this, Zhou Dazhu felt happy in his heart, thinking that the young man named Long Xuan must be the young master of the nouveau riche, if he can hug his thighs and give him the magic core immediately, then his status in the family will skyrocket.

Zhou Dazhu couldn't wait to go to the kitchen and ask the chef to cook a few more good dishes tonight.

Long Xuan returned to Zhou's house and returned to the backyard, Zhou Li didn't want to disturb Shizun, thinking that he had become a first-order martial artist, he couldn't help but be excited.

Suddenly, a figure blocked in front of him, Zhou Li looked up, and saw Zhou Fang with a few doglegs looking at him with contempt.

"Little bastard, where have you been in the past ten days, is it because you are afraid?" Zhou Fang smiled disdainfully.

The other doglegs laughed too.

Zhou Li didn't pay attention to them, and when his cultivation was high, he would definitely come to settle accounts with these mongrels.

"Want to go, I heard my father say that you have a secret book, why don't you hand it over quickly!" Zhou Fang stood in front of Zhou Li and said condescendingly.

"Get out!" Zhou Li spit out a word from between his teeth and said with an indifferent expression.

Zhou Fang didn't expect that Zhou Li, who had always been weak and didn't dare to fight back when he was bullied by himself, would actually eat the courage of an ambitious leopard today and dare to refute himself.

And in front of so many younger brothers, if he doesn't do something, how can he hold his head up in the future.

"You want to fucking die, don't you!" Zhou Fang kicked towards Zhou Li.

The scene he imagined did not appear, Zhou Li easily dodged his attack, and kicked him with a reflexive kick.

"Poof!" Zhou Fang was kicked and flew out.

"Damn bastard, you are looking for death!" Zhou Fang was hysterical, he was a dignified first-order mid-level martial artist, cultivating the family's top exercises, but he didn't expect to be kicked out by this little miscellaneous in front of him, who didn't even have the qualifications to cultivate the family's exercises.

"Okay!" Zhou Dazhu happened to pass by, and seeing that his son and Zhou Fang were about to fight, he immediately ran over to play a round.

"Hmph, second uncle, take care of your son, this kid dares to kick me!" Zhou Fang said unrelentingly.

"He's not sensible, just look at the second uncle's face, and you'll have a coming-of-age ceremony in half a month. It's not good to stand in a brawl after all!" Although Zhou Dazhu's family power is low, he is an elder after all, and Zhou Fang can't say anything.

"Little bastard, you can hide for the rest of your life!" Zhou Fang passed by Zhou Li and said viciously.

Zhou Li clenched his fists, and wanted to beat Zhou Fang fiercely immediately. However, he knew that Zhou Fang was already a mid-first order martial artist, and he was not an opponent yet.

"Son, his father will be the head of the family sooner or later, we can't afford to mess with him!" Zhou Dazhu looked at Zhou Li's unwilling face, and immediately ran over to persuade him.

"At the coming-of-age ceremony in half a month, I want him to lose face!" Zhou Li said fiercely.

The coming-of-age ceremony is a ceremony held by every disciple of the Zhou family when he reaches the age of sixteen, when it proves that he can receive some family inheritance.

And at the time of the coming-of-age ceremony, it is also necessary to meet the challenge, and everyone under the age of sixteen is eligible to challenge Zhou Fang.

Zhou Dazhu looked at Zhou Li like this, and sighed, it seems that his son has been bullied for too long, and he has begun to lose control of it.

It's just that what can be done, now that Zhou Yong of the Zhou family has begun to prepare to take over the position of head of the family, the old man has also begun to delegate power to him.

Once that time comes, I'm afraid there will be no place for him Zhou Dazhu in the family anymore.

Long Xuan has been cultivating in the room, although his cultivation has reached a bottleneck and he needs to break through with the help of pills, but his divine sense does not have this limitation.

The advantage of cultivating the Soul Dao is that as long as you keep cultivating. The divine sense can continue to improve, and Long Xuan feels that his already divine sense has reached the peak of the knot pill, and he is almost one step away from breaking through to the Yuan Infant stage.

When the Divine Consciousness is cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage, maybe the huge Divine Consciousness can more easily control the spiritual power in the body, and at that time, the cultivation will be able to break through to the late stage of the Formation Pill in one fell swoop.

Generally, it is the improvement of cultivation, and then the divine consciousness will also rise with the improvement of cultivation, and the improvement of divine consciousness will lead to the improvement of cultivation, and Long Xuan does not know if he can succeed.

Long Xuan felt that his divine consciousness was already full, but the operation of the soul path was still growing.

Finally, after a year of precipitation, Long Xuan's divine consciousness exploded, transforming from a fog state to a liquid state.

This is a sign that the divine consciousness has reached the primordial infant, Long Xuan was overjoyed, but at this moment, the four divine swords that had been immersed in the divine consciousness were still in the middle of the divine sense, emitting ten thousand rays of light.

Countless energy swords collided in the sea of divine consciousness with ancient sword intent, and Long Xuan only felt that his divine consciousness was turned upside down.

"Ahh

However, the divine light of the god restored Long Xuan's divine consciousness again, and before Long Xuan had time to rejoice, the ancient sword intent tore apart the divine consciousness again.

In this way, Long Xuan continued to struggle in pain, and finally fainted.

It wasn't until the evening that Long Xuan regained consciousness, he felt that he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, and his divine consciousness didn't have the pain of being torn apart, and it seemed to have become even stronger.

"Could it be that he has already reached the Yuan Infant Stage?" Long Xuan wondered, in fact, his divine sense had already reached the Yuan Infant Stage at the beginning, but he didn't know what kind of nerves the Zhu Shen and the Ancient Sword Intent suddenly had and turned his divine consciousness upside down.

"This?" Long Xuan was shocked as soon as he entered his Divine Consciousness Sea.

His fog and liquid consciousness had all disappeared, and the ancient sword intent had also disappeared.

There was only one sword in the center of the Sea of Divine Consciousness, and countless energy swords swirled around it.

Long Xuan didn't expect his divine consciousness to turn into a sword-type divine consciousness, and the ancient sword intent was also perfectly fused into the sword-type divine consciousness.

"It seems that this is not a bad thing!" Long Xuan smiled, he didn't expect that this time his divine sense would be fused with the ancient sword intent.

"Master!" As soon as Long Xuan finished his cultivation, he heard Zhou Li's call.

Long Xuan walked out of the backyard, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Zhou Li waiting for him at the entrance of the courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Long Xuan asked suspiciously.

"I want to invite Shizun to dinner together, just in time to officially introduce Shizun to my father!" Zhou Li said to Long Xuan.

Long Xuan nodded, he could just use Zhou Dazhu to go to the Tuchuan Chamber of Commerce to buy these pills and come back.

Zhou Dazhu was sitting at the dinner table, and suddenly saw Zhou Li walking in with Long Xuan, and immediately ran over, and asked Long Xuan to sit on the table with a smile?

In his eyes, Long Xuan is a real nouveau riche, as long as Long Xuan is casually giving him a few third-order demon cores, then even if Zhou Yong becomes the head of the family, the old man will hand over part of the family property to him to take care of.

"Little brother, I didn't expect Zhou Li to have the honor to worship under your door, it's really gratifying!" Zhou Dazhu said dumbly, in fact, in his opinion, Long Xuan is rich, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, what kind of cultivation can he have, let alone accepting apprentices, he himself is estimated to have not yet graduated.

"Hmm!" Long Xuan responded lightly, he was very resistant to Zhou Dazhu's character, weak and incompetent, and tended to be inflammatory, if it weren't for his weakness, Zhou Li's mother would not have been forced to die.

And Zhou Li was able to worship his disciples, and he was fortunate to have three lives...

Zhou Li saw that Long Xuan was so cold to his father, and felt that he came out to play a round game, sandwiched a few dishes for Long Xuan, and said, "Master, please use it slowly." ”

Long Xuan didn't eat it, but said to Zhou Li, "Didn't I say that I will only eat the food I prepared for you in the future?"

Zhou Li remembered Long Xuan's instructions at this time, and suddenly didn't know how to answer, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being stupid, and he shouldn't forget his master's instructions.

"But even if you forget it this time, you haven't cultivated much today, and the energy needed for muscle growth should be enough!" Long Xuan said lightly.

The rupture and rebirth of muscles requires a huge amount of energy, and Zhou Li's devil's training, if there is no large amount of energy to repair the muscles, then the next day the muscles will be sore and unable to cultivate normally.

Fortunately, there is no high-intensity training in the Zhou Li family today, so this time these foods should be enough for the energy he needs for muscle growth.

Zhou Li saw that Shizun was not angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said cautiously: "Shizun, Zhou Fang's coming-of-age ceremony in half a month, I want to challenge him to take revenge!"

When Long Xuan heard this, he asked while eating the food, "What kind of cultivation does Zhou Fang do!"

"A mid-order martial artist!" Zhou Li replied cautiously.

"A mid-first order martial artist!" Long Xuan thought for a while and said, "I've seen that Zhou Fang, it's just an embroidered pillow, with your strength, after half a month of training, you should be able to defeat him!"

"Thank you, Master!" Zhou Li replied excitedly when he heard Long Xuan's words.

Zhou Dazhu looked at his son and his master who didn't know where he came from, blowing the sky and the earth, what else is the middle of the first order martial artist is an embroidered pillow?

"That Zhou Li, do you think about it again!" Zhou Dazhu said to Zhou Li, for fear that his son would be fooled by this master, thinking how powerful he was, and he would be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth when the time came.

Long Xuan saw that Zhou Dazhu was still not at ease, thought about it, and casually took out a medium-grade spiritual weapon used by martial artists, the Xuantian Knife, from the storage ring, and put it on the table.

"In this way, you use this knife as a weapon first, and it can be regarded as an apprenticeship for you!" Long Xuan said lightly.

Zhou Dazhu looked at the Xuantian Knife, his jaw was about to fall in surprise, and he stammered: "Medium... Medium-grade spiritual weapon!"