Hanyang City.

West of the city.

Pioneer Tower.

Tower top loft.

The attic has eight sides closed.

The window door opened wide, and a figure jumped in, and the secret spider silk that existed at the window tangled towards the white figure.

The person coming was Lu Jun.

I saw the clay Buddha statues of people of high size enshrined on the roof of the attic.

Lu Jun smiled happily.

She twisted her waist gently and peeled off the secret spider silk wrapped around her body, and at the same time she decisively twisted the secret mechanism in the attic.

With a click.

The chest of the clay Buddha statue cracked, revealing an exquisite dark square.

Unfortunately, the dark square is already empty.

The painting book was transferred.

This was originally expected. Lu Jun came from outside the city. If Miaolang transfers, he could only transfer the painting book to the city.

Lu Jun flew into the night sky and began to carefully explore the night sky.

Just one glance at Lu Jun found a suspicious figure.

The young man in white fell from the sky.

A warrior in black with a backpack pulled out his waist knife.

The result is naturally unsurprising.

The warrior in black fell to the ground and died. Lu Jun checked his backpack, and there were only two ordinary wooden sticks in it.

Then Lu Jun flew into the night sky again and circled in the air to investigate.

After a moment.

Five black-clothed warriors who wanted to escape were knocked down in a row, except for this, all of them carrying wooden sticks.

Suddenly.

A carriage came from outside the city.

The guards of the city gate did not stop them at all.

Because this carriage has the logo of Fang's house.

The carriage stopped in front of Lu Jun.

The thin and old Master Fang Er took his short and fat son out of the carriage.

"Mr. Lu, you idiot, I can control the painting book before I can get it, but you can't get it..."

Puff!

Mr. Fang hasn't finished his warning yet.

Lu Jun stabbed his mouth with a folding fan and stabbed the spider behind his head to death.

thump.

Mr. Fang fell to the ground.

According to Zhu Zishan's theory, to make Miaolang functional secret, he must kill all his powerful clones as much as possible.

Although Fang Erye has poor personal combat power, he has a high status and is also a powerful clone who must be killed and cannot be kept at all.

Seeing Miaolang's clone die like this, the weasel Dahuang in human skin shuddered all over.

Lu Jun glanced at the short and fat man coldly and said, "If you dare to fart, I will kill you."

Bang!

The short and fat human child covered his butt with his hands and held back the old sauerkraut fart caused by nervousness.

Slap sex...

A brown-haired wild boar came behind Lu Jun.

"Have you not found it yet?" said the wild boar.

Lu Jun shook his head.

"Where did you start?" Zhu Zishan asked.

Lu Jun pointed to the attic on the top of the tower.

"Don't let this guy fart." Zhu Zishan reminded.

"I know." Lu Jun nodded to show that he understood.

Zhu Zishan flew to the attic on the top of the tower.

The pig's nose sniffed towards the delicate secret lattice of the clay Buddha statue's chest.

After a moment.

Wild boar Zhu Zishan brought Lu Jun and Dahuang to a beggar.

I saw three people coming.

The unkempt beggar actually laughed.

I saw the beggar take out an exquisite wooden book from his arms.

Wooden books use wooden boards as pages, and each page has exquisite patterns.

"Hahaha... Lu Jun, you think you won, this is just the beginning... You! And you! Your body will be covered with maggots, and you will be swallowed into the stomach by the demon clan. You will undoubtedly die! And I, Miaolang, will win the final victory!" After the beggar announced, he was killed by Lu Jun with a palm.

"This Miaolang really can't afford to lose. When he reaches such a field, he still has a good reputation." Lu Jun said with disdain.

"That may not be true. As the saying goes, every man is innocent and he is guilty of possessing a treasure. I am afraid that from now on, the clones of Miaolang who are all over the world will tell all the demon clans in the world that the painting books will be on you..." Zhu Zishankou said in a speech.

Bang!

The demon clan's baby's painting book fell to the ground.

Lu Jun felt that this treasure was like a hot potato.

"Zhu Zishan, what should I do now?" Lu Jun asked.

"Let me think about it." The wild boar tilted his head and began to think.

After a moment.

Zhu Zishan turned his head and looked at the short and fat man beside him and said, "Rhubarb, I'll give you a book to paint. Do you want it?"

"I don't want it!" The weasel's rhubarb's head was shaking like a rattle.

"Hehehe... you can't give it to you even if you want to. Even if we want to send the painting book, we have to make a big fuss to let everyone know. Therefore, the person who gets the painting book must be a very powerful monster." Zhu Zishan said with his eyes narrowed.

"By the way, how is that crow now?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"It should be lying down." Lu Jun said.

"Take him all the way, let's go back to Jun'an City first. This time Miaolang treats black life as blood food. If this kind of thing is spread, it will have a great blow to Miaolang's reputation. Now he has no painting books, so he is afraid that everyone will beat him when his clone goes out." Zhu Zishan said with a sinister smile.

Half an hour later.

Lu Jun, Zhu Zishan, Dahuang came to the village on the outskirts of the city and saw the crow with a look of undesirable look on his face.

When he saw Zhu Zishan, tears of Black Lives Madness were about to burst out.

"Qua! Brother Zhu, I suffered. I was bitten by a dog, and I was almost treated as blood food by Miaolang." Hei Mingchang complained loudly when he saw his old friend.

Just at this moment.

Li Xiuling led the white dog into the room.

"Qua! Help!" Hei Mingchang screamed loudly.

Half a day later.

A treasure ship is moving upstream.

From Jun'an City to Hanyang City, you go downstream, and from Hanyang City to Jun'an City, you naturally go upstream.

You need to paddle upstream, and when the water flows rapidly, you also need to rely on the boatman on the shore.

Therefore, the speed of the ship is extremely slow. It usually takes more than half a month to travel from Hanyang City to Jun'an City, and the cost of the ship is also extremely expensive.

The passengers on the boat are very special.

The elegant young man Lu Jun in white clothes, Li Xiuling, who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation, had a dog, a wild boar, a weasel, and a wounded crow.

...

Tianchi Mountain.

Tianchi Palace.

In a water pavilion.

Fairy Linghua stared at the spring scenery in the courtyard.

At this moment.

Wu Makun, dressed in black, was called.

"Fairy Linghua, I don't know what you called Wuma to come?" Wumakun asked with his fists.

"Mr. Wuma, please sit down." Fairy Ling Hua said with a smile.

Wu Makun sat down as he spoke, while Fairy Ling Hua sat opposite him.

"Mr. Wuma, I heard from my brother that underground cultivators do not have the so-called state of purification and purification in the Gang Practice Period. I wonder if this matter is true?" Ling Hua asked with anticipation.

"Fairy Linghua, this is true. We underground cultivators have no idea of ​​refining in the Gang Practice Period. In fact, refining, the second realm of Pure Hua is a masterpiece of sword cultivators. Sword cultivators pay attention to purity, so naturally they cannot tolerate any impurities..."

"We underground monks practice the ghost control path, and should belong to the art of art cultivation. The art cultivation lineage is to emphasize tolerance, flexibility, and embrace all rivers... If we do not talk about purity, there will naturally be no need to be refined..." Wu Makun explained.

"Mr. Wuma, I'm going to tell you that because I took too much elixir, my body accumulated too much elixir and slowed down... This made my cultivation stagnate for a long time. I feel that there is no future in practicing the Tianchi Sword Sutra. I hope to change the ghost-controlling technique, and I hope Mr. Wuma can accept me as his disciple." Ling Hua said sincerely.
Chapter completed!