Zhongnan Mountain.

Jiange Thatched Cottage.

The mountain tops covered by spiritual energy, the branches and leaves of bamboo forests rustled under the wind.

Outside the thatched cottage, there were three figures sitting upright beside the table.

Lu Dongxuan pinched the big gold chain on his neck, pointed to the cup in front of him, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Full it!"

Xie Yunling smiled, pinched the wine pot, and poured the clear wine liquid.

The swordsman Hua Dongliu sat aside, raised his chopsticks and grabbed a plate of peanuts placed on the bamboo table.

A pot of wine, a plate of peanuts.

The three old men actually drank with Gu.

It is a bit leisurely and elegant, and a bit chic.

"Young Master has been retiring with Bai Yujing for several months. In this world... many people can't help it."

Lu Dongxuan pinched the big gold chain, took a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, and his face seemed to be stacked.

This sip of wine is very comfortable.

"This is normal. How terrible was Bai Yujing in the past? Who dares to speak in the suppression of the world?"

"Bai Yujing, which created an era, was leading the way of cultivation, and all major forces could only look at it in awe."

"In the past, when there were no practitioners, the world would be chaotic and all kinds of wars were endless. Now, the trend of practice is prevalent, and there will only be more wars."

"The reason is actually very simple, because cultivation requires resources, whether it is the secret realm of Wolongling or the spiritual stone ore... these are resources. Only those with big fists are qualified to master such resources."

"And fighting is the only way to test your fist."

Xie Yunling saw very clearly.

The three of them chatted and discussed the general trend of the world.

Although his tone was arrogant, no one found it strange.

After all, the status of these three people is not low.

Xie Yunling is the former lord of the Dao Pavilion, and the sword lord Hua Dongliu is also the former lord of the Jian Pavilion. Lu Dongxuan also handed over the Tianji Pavilion to Lu Mutong.

Now he is also considered the former head of Tianji Pavilion.

"The first courtyard, two countries, three sects and four pavilions... The division of the world's forces is still interesting."

"The chickens raised in the backyard of the white blue bird can turn into phoenixes, and their combat power is not weak, which naturally makes people afraid of it."

"No need to mention the two countries, Xiliang and Daxuan, are well-deserved overlords."

"Haoran Sect was created by Kong Nanfei, the grandson of Kong Xiu. The combination of Haoran's righteousness and practice also amazed the world. In addition, the orthodox Confucian scholars have strong influence on the two countries."

"Ti Sect and Hua Sect...although they are not very famous, Tang Yimo and Sima Qingshan are both in the Heavenly Lock and should not be underestimated."

Lu Dongxuan smiled and analyzed.

"And the remaining four pavilions are all related to Bai Yujing. Even if Bai Yujing retires, it still affects the whole world."

"What's more, there are also the cultivation forces in the foreign land of Dongyang who are eyeing them."

"The world of practice today is likely to develop into an era of magnificence and glorious... than the era of various schools of thought."

The three elders were filled with emotion.

After tasting the wine, Hua Dongliu asked curiously: "Old Lu, what is your purpose for Young Master Lu to retire with Bai Yujing?"

Lu Dongxuan pinched a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, and smiled.

Of course he saw Lu Fan's purpose.

However, he didn't say it or point it out.

"We old guys, what do we do if we do so much..."

"All the Ages of the Hundred Schools, the White Jade Jing Era... We have all experienced it. Now Dao Pavilion, Jian Pavilion, Tianji Pavilion... We have all become hand-off managers, so..."

"We just need to practice well now, just drink some wine every day and seek immortality, how good is it."

Lu Dongxuan smiled.

Xie Yunling and Hua Dongliu looked at each other, and their eyes were also complicated.

Indeed, Lu Dongxuan was right.

Whether the world is chaotic or not has much to do with them.

...

Beiluo City.

Lu Changkong packed his luggage and wore a simple dress.

Standing in front of the city gate.

There were not many people coming to see him off in front of the city gate, only Luo Cheng and Luo Zhen and his son.

"The city lord, if there is a slight chaos today, you are traveling outside, so you must take good care of yourself."

Luo Yuedao.

He actually wanted to follow Lu Changkong, but Lu Changkong refused him, and Luo Yue also needed to guard Beiluo City.

Today's Beiluo City is no longer the same as before Beiluo.

Although there is still a deterrent force, Bai Yujing's retirement has reduced Beiluo's status a lot.

Perhaps some sluts will plot against Beiluo City.

Therefore, Luo Yue and Luo Cheng and his son led the Dragon Blood Army to guard Beiluo, which was a shock.

Lu Changkong waved his hand and said no distinction.

A clean long gown swayed in the wind, slowly took steps and disappeared in front of Beiluo City.

Luo Cheng and Luo Yue were in a very complicated mood.

"Xiao Chengzi, go and go to the Nine Prisons Secret Realm, and strive to break through the cultivation level to the Tiansuo... The city lord and the young master have both left. Now Beiluo needs a Tiansuo Realm to shock all parties."

Luo Yue said helplessly.

Lu Fan and Lu Changkong both left Beiluo and became the boss of the hand, and Luo Yue couldn't help but be speechless.

Lu Changkong left Beiluo and began to travel around the world. He wanted to improve his "Hundred Herbs Records". With the transformation of heaven and earth, many plant herbs have undergone qualitative changes under the cultivation of countless spiritual energy.

Some herbs can refine elixirs, some have miraculous effects, and some are highly toxic.

Lu Changkong's way belongs to the farmer's way. He wants to study hundreds of herbs and walk his own way on the way belongs to him.

As for Beiluo City, Lu Changkong is actually not worried.

Although Bai Yujing retired, the former Beiluo was the territory of Bai Yujing after all.

No one dared to humiliate Beiluo easily, and it would be enough to let Luo Yue lead the Dragon Blood Army to guard it.

Although wars in the world are about to break out, they may not lead to Beiluo.

This is also the reason why Lu Changkong can travel around the world with peace of mind.

...

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don’t know the year after the cold is over.

Time passes by bit by bit.

The giant whale carried the fairy island in the middle of the lake and wandered on the vast sea, like a place of immortals, without a trace.

Perhaps occasionally when the waves swell, you can faintly find an island emerging in the ocean. In just a moment, the island disappeared without a trace. Looking closely, there was no trace.

The island in the middle of the lake is extremely quiet.

The flowers and plants are lush, and the chrysanthemums are becoming more and more dazzling, like glass, as if they are about to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

Each of the green peaches is like exquisite jade carvings, extremely beautiful.

Ni Yu sat cross-legged on a grassland, and the dark pot was floating in front of her, and there seemed to be "ding ding dangdang" pills running around.

She popped out a wisp of flame, and the flame rushed into the bottom of the pot, instantly burning the bottom of the pot to the red color.

This flame is the mysterious fire of heaven and earth that Lu Fan spreads.

After removing the cold attributes of the bone ghost fire, the pure and hot mysterious fire of heaven and earth.

Such flames will have excellent results when used to refine elixirs, and the quality of the elixirs refined will be several layers better than that of the elixirs refined by ordinary flames.

Ning Zhao is also practicing, and countless sword energy is scattered all over her body.

She has already entered the Tiansuo Realm and constantly tempers her spine and improves her realm and combat power.

As for Xiao Yinglong...

Lying in the Origin Lake with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
To be continued...