(It seems that only a few tickets will be left before the 300 monthly tickets. After arriving, I can add another chapter today.)

Suddenly, Lu Jian seemed to hear the scream of his master of the catastrophe, the genius "Fire Immortal Sword" of the eight fire tribes in Xicheng. He didn't know if it was an illusion, because Mr. Ning was still at Oda's house, and he was a hundred miles away.

He couldn't help looking around, wondering if Mr. Ning was cold and warm, he had come to save Ashi. However, he remembered Ning Bukong's usual behavior, and this possibility was slim.

At the same time, Oda's house, there was a light like a bean in a secret room.

On the futon in the middle was a middle-aged man with a scholar's scarf and a blue cloth shirt. Although his face was pale at this time, he could not hide his elegance. He had no spirit between his eyes, and it turned out to be a blind man.

He murmured to himself: "I have already refined Qi and turned into a god. How could I not even summon a slave to the disaster. There is also a strange force that almost hurts my spiritual consciousness."

Since three hundred years ago, several peerless masters of the ages gathered on the East Island, and their magical skills and secret skills emerged one after another. Later, the energy of heaven and earth suddenly became increasingly rich, and it was much easier to refine qi and turn into gods than before. Even several masters of the ages reached the realm of refining gods and becoming empty in their later years. There were the Peanut Master of the Vajra lineage, and the Master Jiuru was even more outstanding in refining voids and communicating with Taoism without any falsehood.

But even so, it is not very common for them to refine Qi and transform God. Who could actually stop him from summoning slaves and fight back in spiritual confrontations, which really scared him.

Because this means that the other party is at least a master of the God Refining and Void level to achieve this.

He remembered something in his early years. Wasn't the fish monk defeated the city lord and went to Japan. Thirty years have passed, and the monk is not dead yet.

He sneered in his heart: The era of fire has arrived, and you have been seriously injured by the city lord again, and you dare to meddle in other people's business. Let you see the power of the Fire Department.

He didn't expect that there were other masters. After all, there were very few powerful people who were still weak in the world today. Since Monk Yu was in Japan, his possibility was the greatest.

I saw him blinking his fingers, and the bean lights flew out of thin air, dancing up and down, floating in a state of uncertainty. Suddenly, the fireworks were in great prosperity, and sometimes thousands of threads were inexhaustible, and finally gradually disappeared.

Li Zhichang said: "Don't look at it, boy. It was your robber who wanted to summon you back just now, but unfortunately he bumped into my ban."

Lu Jian said in surprise: "Why did Mr. Ning scream?"

Li Zhichang said lightly: "The prohibition set by me is also a person who refines qi and transforms into gods. If you dare to touch it, he will summon you a few more times. I don't guarantee that his brain will be normal."

Lu Jian felt at ease. Now Mr. Ning can't cause trouble for him.

Li Zhichang said: "Don't worry. Although your lord is just a poor person in my eyes, it is not something you can deal with. Don't think that you can break through the stone armor of Qianshen Sect and kill a few Japanese swordsmen, and overestimate yourself. If you don't have the Beiluo Master Sect, you won't even see the Qianshen Sect."

Lu Jian smiled foolishly and said, "I'm also surprised. I only use brute force when fighting with people. This time I came to save Ashi. Although there were people stopping them all the way, and they were all very powerful. But when I was fighting with them, my mind suddenly became much clearer and almost easily defeated them."

Li Zhichang smiled faintly and said, "Of course, Beiluo Master Sect is a rare spiritual beast in the world. It has become my slave of disaster again. It has a unique magical character with great magical powers and is even more emptiness than other god-refining spirits. In addition, your magical power is special, and the nature of disaster power is very different from any kind of true energy in the world, which makes you defeat these Japanese warriors. Of course, it is reasonable."

After saying that, Beiluo Master Sect scratched his face with white cat claws, looking like he was a trivial matter.

Although its combat power is definitely not as good as that of a person who refines the gods and returns to the void, and is even far from being an opponent of the eight division masters like Feng Junhou, nor is it an opponent of the Qianshen Sect, its magical powers are extremely magical. Even a person like Monk Yu can only sigh.

In addition, its life span is extremely long. If Li Zhi often cannot survive three disasters, he may not have lived for a long time.

Lu Jian was confused because the Beiluo Master Sect was actually Li Zhichang's slave, and Li Zhichang didn't look like a vicious person who practiced slaves.

He couldn't help but say, "The practice of the slave is too vicious. How could Zhenren Li bear to treat Beiluo Master like this?"

Li Zhichang said: "If you use the Black Heaven Tribulation to control the slave, of course you have a bad mind. However, apart from these, the benefits brought by practicing the power of the Tribulation can be said to be the best in the world compared to other martial arts. If you suffer a lot, you will naturally think it is suffering, but you don't know that some people in this world are willing to suffer more cruelly than this in order to obtain powerful force."

With Lu Jian's temperament, he still cannot understand that martial arts illegitimate will rather make all the determination to pursue stronger combat power. Many magical and evil techniques from ancient times to the present may have come because of this.

Because in the eyes of those people, there is no good or evil, only powerful and even stronger.

This is not because they are naturally frivolous, because whether they are Buddhist, Taoist, or other schools of practice, they gradually improve their life level and finally gradually distinguish themselves from mortals.

Li Zhichang has also gone through this stage, and of course he understands it very well.

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and asked Lu Jian and Ashi to point out the road and head towards Oda's house.

Because he learned from the Beiluo Master Sect that the location of the Wuchang Sword seemed to be related to the portrait of the ancestor. However, the cat had a vague memory and didn't take matters seriously, and Li Zhichang couldn't ask clearly.

However, Beiluo Master Sect knew that there were eight volumes of portraits of the ancestors, and Ning Bukong had already obtained four volumes. Of course, Li Zhichang had to go to Ning Bukong to ask questions, and this person should know a lot.

Lu Jian should have been exhausted, but because he had Li Zhichang's ban before, the real energy of the heavenly level flowed into his body, and he washed his essence and marrow and eliminated his fatigue.

Seeing Ashi's tired look, he had to take the initiative to walk with her on his back. Forget it, the most hateful thing was the Beiluo Master Sect. He was obviously agile, but now he looked half-dead and lay on his head, obviously treating him as the mount of a cat.

Li Zhichang didn't care about this lazy cat and walked forward slowly. After about half an hour, the bright moon gradually disappeared and the stars disappeared, but it was dawn.

At this moment, a sudden earthquake trembled, and there were obviously many people and horses acting. Li Zhichang was not surprised and said to Lu Jian: "In a small country, there were suddenly tens of thousands of people and horses acting. Do you know what happened?"
Chapter completed!