Arctic ice sheet.

Lu Changsheng has received the message from his apprentice.

After listening.

He couldn't help but his face turned a little dark.

"Are these brats so restless?"

"Why do you cause trouble for me every day?"

"No, I must find something for them to do when I go back!"

After speaking, Lu Changsheng touched a book in his arms.

On the exposed edge, two words are faintly revealed.

Hunan cuisine…

But, that's what it says.

Lu Changsheng was still cursing, carrying Xiao Hei, and rushed towards the Sunset Dynasty.

…

The strength accumulated with elixirs.

The foundation is unstable.

However, this is limited to those low-quality elixirs.

Those elixirs refined by Lu Changsheng.

But there is no such problem.

only.

On the road to spiritual cultivation, you still have to rely on yourself to go further.

This was also the reason why Lu Changsheng did not use elixirs to boost the strength of the disciples in the Cottage.

same.

If Lu Changsheng could directly remove the obstacles that hindered the disciples.

It would also be detrimental to the cultivation path of Ye Qiubai and the others.

Regardless of wind and rain.

How can we see a rainbow?

Everyone who stands at the top.

Who has not experienced the hardships of life and death?

Of course, talent is also particularly important...

now.

When Huang Tianming turned his attention to Hongying.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The aura on this person's body feels so familiar.

There was another uncomfortable feeling that made him feel uncomfortable.

At this time, the man with the folding fan stood up and said with a smile: "Are you two the only ones here? Where is your master?"

Master?

Ye Qiubai and Hongying were both stunned.

Is it possible that the purpose of this group of people is their master?

this……

Ye Qiubai looked at Ning Chenxin with a strange expression.

Ning Chenxin also nodded helplessly.

After getting confirmation.

Both of them were a little confused.

These people... think they have a long life?

The man with the folding fan smiled and said: "Don't misunderstand me. I invited your master here just to ask some questions."

"Ask something?"

Hongying's face looked strange.

Is there anything I can ask?

I remembered that Lu Changsheng was in the thatched cottage, either sleeping and eating, or watering the flowers and loosening the soil.

Could it be that you are asking how to cook?

"However, it seems that it will take some time for your master to get here."

"It's also possible that you don't feel that you are in the enemy camp at all."

"Since you don't have this consciousness, let me let you understand your situation. This will also allow your master to come as soon as possible."

Finished.

The man with the folding fan looked at the long-bearded old man beside him.

The long-bearded old man understood immediately, took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "Donor, I'm offended."

After saying that, he took a palm print towards Ye Qiubai and the other two.

Suddenly.

The strength of the Virtual God Realm is undoubtedly revealed!

A golden palm print was directed at Ye Qiubai and Hongying!

The aura of Buddhism and Taoism filled the hall, trying to suppress the two of them!

Ye Qiubai pulled out the Dark Demon Sword, and the sword intent rose up!

The spiritual energy in the body is running at full speed!

Facing a strong man in the virtual god realm.

Ye Qiubai didn't dare to slack off in any way.

After all, the gap in realm is too big.

On the other side, Hongying also took out the reincarnation spear, and the meaning of reincarnation wrapped around the reincarnation spear.

Stab out suddenly toward that big golden palm print!

When he felt Hongying's aura, Huang Tianming, who was watching from the sidelines, frowned even deeper.

This breath.

Too familiar.

It seemed as if I had seen it somewhere, or had fought with it.

In Huang Tianming's heart, there was a figure of a woman with unparalleled elegance, slowly emerging.

immediately.

the other side.

Ye Qiubai slashed out the eighth sword of the Nine Swords of the Demon!

A huge dark black slash struck the golden palm print!

at the same time.

Hongying's reincarnation spear also pierced the palm print!

The attacks of the two men met the palm print of the Buddhist old man at the same time!

And should have been crushed.

Everyone was surprised to find out.

Hongying and Ye Qiubai's attacks were not directly broken!

Instead, it formed a rivalry with this golden palm seal!

The man with the folding fan was also surprised and said: "Oh? The talents of these two people are not much weaker than that of the scholar."

"It's a miracle that such a barren martial arts realm can nurture such a genius."

Huang Yitong also looked gloomy.

Looking at Ye Qiubai's offensive.
To be continued...