"Okay. Xiaotian, you have to remember that you will not regret this decision, ever." Luo Ge smiled slightly.

"Sister, when will Ah Heng be able to become a god, and when will Lao Shizi's three eyes be opened?" Luo Tian pointed to the center of his eyebrows and asked with great urgency.

Luo Ge pointed to the sky outside the window and asked: "Xiaotian, look outside, is it dawn yet?"

"Sister, are you joking with Ah Heng? How can it be dawn before the Yin hour comes?" Luo Tian laughed.

Luo Ge nodded and spoke meaningfully: "Yes, the time has not yet come. When the time comes, what belongs to you will eventually come."

"Sister..." Luo Tian was confused when he heard this, his eyes were confused.

"It's getting late, go and get some rest. Tomorrow, sister will take you three to look for opportunities." Luo Ge patted Luo Tian on the shoulder.

Luo Tian followed his words, stood up and bowed, turned around, opened the door and was about to leave, but Luo Ge's sudden words made him stop.

"Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as rotten dogs. If you want to be a slave, you must have the strength to let others become the meat on your chopping board."

Luo Tian lowered his head for a long time, then turned his head and raised his lips: "Sister, Aheng knows."

Luo Ge watched him leave, frowning slightly.

The Three-Eyed Clan are casual by nature and have always stayed away from disputes. She didn't know if she was wrong to be so abrupt, but she knew that she would never regret it.

"Only I can use it in the Investiture of Gods. Unfortunately, it has been wandering in the nine realms for tens of millions of years and has long since disappeared. Where is it now?" Luo Ge lowered his eyebrows and pondered carefully.

In the blink of an eye, it was already five days later.

The sky was slightly bright at dawn, and the fish belly white was quietly opened, revealing the light of dawn.

Luo Ge got up early, washed and dressed, woke the three of them up, asked them to eat some tea and cakes in a hurry, and then took the three of them out of the tavern.

"A few days ago, when I was looking for weapons for A Jing, I overheard that there was going to be a competition in this city hosted by the city. The final winner of the competition would receive a fifty-year-old soul-nourishing grass, as well as a hundred

Two pieces of silver." At the door of the tavern, Luo Ge looked at the three people, his voice was clear and unquestionable, "A Jing and Xiao A Li, I don't care about success or failure, you just have to do your best. As for Xiao Tian," she lowered her gaze.

Looking at Luo Tian, ​​the latter felt uncomfortable for a while.

"How about me?" Luo Tian pointed at himself, puzzled.

"In addition to doing your best, you also need to win the crown."

Luo Ge's faint voice reached the ears of the three of them, causing them to open their eyes.

"Are Sister Luo teasing Brother Heng?" Long Buli frowned slightly, "He has no spiritual power at all, and he only gets bullied when he gets into the ring. How can he win the first prize?"

"Brother Li is talking about, sister... I don't think I can win either." Luo Tian scratched his head and scratched his head, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Luo Ge glanced at him slowly and said meaningfully: "A good sword will only know whether it is sharp after it is unsheathed."

Hearing this, Luo Tian was slightly startled.

Luo Ge didn't waste any time and held out an iron block about three feet long with his backhand.

The iron block has probably been hammered, and it already has the appearance of a rough young sword. There is a clearly visible cold air around it, making people tremble just by looking at it.

This piece of iron looks very familiar... Where have you seen it before?

Long Buli looked at the piece of iron, feeling that it looked familiar, and began to ponder subconsciously.

Luo Ge handed it to Xuanyuan Yunjing and smiled slightly: "In this mortal world, only the ten thousand-year-old ice black iron can barely penetrate my eyes. Now that I am not strong enough, I can only make a rough prototype of a sword.

Ah Jing, please use it first, and in the future, I will temper this sword under my master, and it will definitely become your right-hand man."

Xuanyuan Yunjing took it and felt the chill coming from the three-foot long sword, and felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

master……

"Thank you so much, master." Xuanyuan Yunjing bowed sincerely.

"No need to say more. Okay, I think it's almost time now, let's go to the center of the city." Luo Ge rubbed the former's head, turned around and walked in a certain direction.

The three of them followed behind.

Only Long Buli looked at the piece of black iron with a dark look in his eyes.

Sister Luo just said that the mortal world

At the end of the day, many people who loved to join in the fun had gathered around the broad arena in the center of the city.

Above the ring, stood a middle-aged man in black brocade. The man was slightly fat and had kind eyes.

And guess what identity this man is?

If you ask someone else, they will tell you with a smile: "This is me, the lord of Weiyang City, the lord of Xu Pingxu."

In this room, Xu Ping saw that everyone had almost arrived. He smiled slightly and said loudly: "Everyone, the Eastern Qin Dynasty will hold a martial arts competition in the next spring. Now, the city lord wants to test his skills and see the strength of this generation of young people.

Okay, to make a long story short, in this arena competition, anyone who is over 28 years old and under 28 years old can participate. No killing is allowed, until the point is reached. Hundreds of people can fight in the arena, and remember, if you stand at the end, you will be considered the winner. The winner will be

There is a fifty-year-old soul-nurturing grass, and a hundred taels of silver. Now, this city lord announces that the first arena competition in Weiyang City will begin!"

After saying that, he slowly retreated from the ring and sat on the high seat above. When the entourage on both sides saw Xu Ping coming down, they immediately banged the gong hard to signal that the ring match would slowly begin.

The young people who were eager to try and gear up immediately rushed to the ring and began to chase each other and fight without any rules. For a time, hundreds of people were fighting in the ring, and dust was everywhere, making the people watch it in a lively manner.

Xuanyuan Yunjing is the first to go up among the three.

He grasped the iron sword tightly with both hands, and used the sword at will. The sword energy flew out fiercely, sweeping away all the teenagers in just an instant.

Long Buli took out the Ziyang Sword, cast a spell to put a sheath on the long sword, then tapped his toes and flew onto the ring.

He was as light and nimble as a swallow, moving through the crowd like lightning. At the same time, he did not forget to attack the young men fighting with each other with his sword.

Luo Tian watched the two fighting in the audience and heard the people's shouts. He felt itchy in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at Luo Ge, whose eyes were on Long Buli and the other two. He hesitated for a moment and finally spoke, asking tremblingly: "Sister, Aheng... how should we fight against these people?"

Luo Ge then turned to look at Luo Tian.

She curled her lips and said in an understatement: "Concentrate completely, focus your consciousness on the totem between the eyebrows, control the totem, accumulate less to make more, and accumulate more and more."

Luo Tian was a little confused and couldn't quite understand what he was saying.

He looked at Luo Ge, then at the two handsome young men walking around freely, raised his eyebrows, and walked quickly to the ring.
Chapter completed!