Luo Chen clenched his fists, lowered his head, and walked through the most remote part of the square without saying a word. Then, he found a place where no one disturbed him, sat cross-legged, vomited deeply and sucked slowly, and began to adjust his internal breath.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Luo Chen?" Luo Chen closed his eyes and practiced for less than a moment, and a familiar and harsh voice sounded in his ears.

Luo Chen opened his eyes, looked at the young man in white robe who appeared in front of him with a expressionless face, and then looked at the people who were following him with bad expressions, and asked indifferently: "Junior Brother Han Shan, what are you going to teach me?"

"See the tutor?" Han Shan raised a bright smile on his face and said sarcastically: "It's not a question of seeing the tutor. Today, I'm here to ask your Senior Brother Chen for advice!"

Luo Chen's face was unpredictable, but his eyes narrowed slightly and said in a bland manner: "Junior Brother Han, what should be a misunderstanding between me and you?"

Han Shan looked angry, but the smile on his face was even stronger: "Misunderstanding? Brother Chen, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a kiss! You dare to tell me about a misunderstanding now. How can I swallow this anger?"

Luo Chen said lightly, as if he suddenly realized, then he showed helplessness, spread his hands, and said earnestly: "Junior Brother Han, this forced melon is not sweet."

Hearing this, Han Shan's face tightened and cursed with a smile: "Get out, my sister Miaoyufeng Biyun and I are in love with each other. It is well known to everyone! Luo Chen, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to care about the affairs between me and my sister! Don't urinate and see your virtues!"

Luo Chen frowned and said, "Junior Brother Han, people are doing it, and God is watching. You know whether it is a relationship with each other or a domineering person. You know, and you have no basis for speaking. If there is nothing else, please leave here and I will continue to practice in the morning." After that, he closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, looked at his nose and nose, and prepared to continue his practice as if nothing had happened.

"Luo Chen, you..." Han Shan stared at Luo Chen with a resentment, but he didn't know how to attack. Luo Chen said something so tightly that he didn't know how to refute it.

"Senior Brother Chen, you are the elder of the outer sect. Our Young Master Han respects you as a senior brother, so he gives you some face. Don't toast and not eat and punish the wine!" Just when Han Shan was in trouble, a young man with a triangular eye and hooked nose behind him walked up and shouted viciously.

Luo Chen let out a sip of turbid air, opened his eyes, and thought that if he didn't let these people out of his eyes, he would not be at peace with his morning exercise today.

"What is toasting, what is to punish wine?" Luo Chen asked lightly.

"This toast is your senior brother, you... kneel down and kowtow to my young master Han for the day before yesterday, and this matter will be revealed!" said the young man with triangular eyes proudly.

As soon as these words were said, Han Shan's face suddenly became a little proud. He said Wang Tong's words with great momentum, giving him a very good face.

"What about the punishment for wine?" Luo Chen was not angry, but a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"It is widely rumored that Senior Brother Luo Chen, who is extremely talented, may not have the chance to enter the Taoist realm in this life. Junior Brother, I don't think so! I heard that Senior Brother Chen has entered the inner sect to practice Taoism, and I believe that his cultivation must be extremely strong. I am not talented, so I would like to ask for some tricks myself, regardless of life or death!" Wang Tong smiled gloomyly, held his fingers and his bones clattered.

As soon as Wang Tong said this, Han Shan looked at him with a different look. This kid answered so well that he humiliated Luo Chen unknowingly, and he was worthy of being my capable helper.

The young monks who followed Han Shan secretly scoffed at Wang Tong, and they would have the attitude of finding such high-sounding reasons. However, it was thanks to Luo Chen's unluckyness. As a registered disciple, he should have the awareness of a registered disciple, and should not reach out to things that should not be taken care of.

The Xianchen Sect is strict and prohibits private struggles from the disciples. However, if the two sides of the fight are fighting in public, it is a different matter.

Luo Chen did not answer, squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Tong. This man was strong and had bronze skin, which made his body look like a bronze cast, and his ten fingers were covered with calluses. His breath was thick and long. Just based on his breath, he should have already broken through the first level of Daofan's power cultivation realm. Even if he had not reached the second level of Daofan's Qi training realm, he was not far from it.

Seeing Luo Chen not saying a word, Wang Tong suddenly grinned, showed his white teeth, and joked: "Senior Brother Chen, you won't dare to fight, right? If you really don't look at it as rumored by the master, I can promise not to use Taoism, and let you have three moves first. What do you think?"

"No Taoism, let me have three more moves?"

"Do you dare to fight?"

"Junior brother, I admit that your provocation method is a bit inferior. But... you are too arrogant to yourself."

"Since that's the case, please give me advice!"

He clasped his fists, stepped on the ground, and let out a low whistle. Luo Chen's body was like a cannonball, and a white mark was directly swept on the ground.

Wang Tong was not panicked and smiled. His cultivation had long been stable at the third level of Daofan Bone Tempering Realm, more than three levels higher than Luo Chen. He was confident and beat Luo Chen into a dead dog within ten moves.

A hard fist wind blew across his right face. Wang Tongfeng gently moved his footsteps, twisted his body, and his feet were fixed on the ground like a rock. His arm muscles spurted, and he punched him backwards, attacking Luo Chen's lower waist from bottom to top.

The fist brushed Wang Tong's cheek, but failed to cause any damage to the other party. Then the waist became cold, and a powerful attack hit the waist without any fancy. The next moment, a terrifying force that could break the gold and crack the stone exploded. Luo Chen let out a muffled groan and his body bounced out.

Seeing that Luo Chen was so vulnerable, Han Shan and his group showed mockery and laughed happily.

Wang Tong also sneered in his heart, thinking that you, a registered disciple who has never entered the Daofan realm, don’t think about how to avoid him when facing him, and dare to take the lead. What’s the difference between this and dying? His punch just now seemed to be not fancy, but in fact, he used 3,000 kilograms of strength and punched him out with one punch. Even if he didn’t die, he would be disabled.

"Come again!" Luo Chen endured the severe pain, roared, stepped heavily on the ground, and his speed did not decrease at all. He raised his fist and rushed towards Wang Tong.

Wang Tong's eyes were slightly cold. When Luo Chen's body approached, his unmoving body suddenly arched forward, and his fists were like a sled hammer, hitting Luo Chen's chest.

Click! Click!

Two crisp sounds of bone shattering came out. Wang Tong looked down and saw Luo Chen's red pupils as red as fire, and his originally clenched fists, which had changed from when to palms, his wrists were twisted strangely, and his ten fingers were like claws, tightly clasped on his fists.

Wang Tong was slightly shocked and was about to pull out his hands, but Luo Chen pulled him violently, as if he had used all his strength to pull him towards him.

"court death!"

Wang Tong raised his right foot and swept his ruthless penis towards Luo Chen's lower body.

A muffled sound of slam was like a metallic attack. At the moment when Wang Tong raised his foot, Luo Chen was already taking the lead and kicked his right ankle.

Before he could feel the pain spreading from his foot bones, Luo Chen had already used force to bounce his ankle, and flew up, sweeping over his cheek with great force!

With a painful cry, Wang Tong only felt a heat in his mouth and nose, and a stream of hot blood splashed more than one meter high. Luo Chen refused to let go, his body moved forward, and his momentum was like thunder, and his head hit Wang Tong's chest!

All!

After one blow, Luo Chen took three steps back to stabilize his body. On the other hand, Wang Tong, his body cast like a steel-cast iron, was now like a rag bag, thrown out more than ten meters on the spot, and then fell heavily to the ground!

"This is the end of you without Taoism."

"Luo Chen, the one who dares to hurt me!" Han Shan suddenly came to his senses, his face was complicated, and he shouted with disbelief.

"Why don't I dare!" Luo Chen sneered, and a violent aura flashed in his scarlet pupils. It was as fast as thunder, and he swung his fist straight to Han Shan's face!

Han Shan is arrogant and domineering in his daily life, relying on a powerful elder in the sect. He is ignorant of his own skills. For many years, he has only reached the first level of Daofan's cultivation level by relying on the elixirs to grow. How could he block such a fierce attack from Luo Chen after years of indulging in his voice and aura?

In a panic, Han Shan raised his fist with one hand to resist, and took out a blood-red talisman from the cuff with the other hand, and his spiritual energy in his body was also quickly mobilized as a defense.

Woo woo!

Luo Chen's fist wind came in an instant. Han Shan didn't have time to activate the fire curse in his hand, so he felt his cheek muscles tighten, and a cold current penetrated from his breath and rushed straight to his forehead.

Han Shan was shocked. He widened his eyes and looked at the flesh fist that was only half an inch away from his nose. Also, the red eyes that were faintly murderous intent, a warm liquid flowed out of his nostrils uncontrollably.

"Get out of my sight within three breaths!"

Qin!

As soon as Luo Chen finished speaking, a crisp sword rang across his ears. Looking in a blink of an eye, five meters away, a cloud of green light flashed, and the spiritual energy around him was gathering in the green light wildly.

Taking advantage of Luo Chen's distractedness, Han Shan came to his senses and suddenly attacked Luo Chen's lower abdomen with a sharp kick, "My grass, dare to threaten me, go and die!"

Han Shan kicked the blow very strongly, and a severe pain came from his lower abdomen. Luo Chen only felt a tearing pain spreading in his dantian, and his feet were almost unstable.

"Big Five Elements Sword!"

As if in conjunction with Han Shan's momentum, a cold cry came out, and the spiritual energy around him snarled. After a moment, a sword energy wrapped in dark blue color broke through the air and attacked!

Like a waterfall falling straight, or like a roaring blue thunder, one person and one sword, carrying the turbulent green sword energy, it travels ten meters without any cover, as if it is about to penetrate the thin body in front of it.

As the sword energy came, Luo Chen raised his head, his face was as deep as water, and his scarlet pupils slowly showed a bloodthirsty madness! He did not dodge at all, but just faced the green sword energy and raised his left hand! The next moment, he stepped forward and bravely moved forward!

"Crack!" A series of sour flesh tearing sounds came out, and the sword energy shattered Luo Chen's thin sleeves, and the sword blade penetrated through his palm and stuck directly between the bones of his forearm!

"He didn't dodge or avoid, and used his body to forcibly block my Big Five Elements Sword! Madman! What a madman!" Wang Tong's cheek showed indescribable horror.

"That's the end!" Luo Chen held the sword blade in his back hand, letting the extremely sharp sword edge cut through his palm. At the moment when blood splashed out, he roared, and a punch was as heavy as a mountain, hitting Wang Tong's face.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wang Tong's face felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, his head tilted, like a giant elephant falling to the ground, facing the earth, blood splattered.

"Down within three breaths!"

Luo Chen glanced back at Han Shan, who was as stupid as a chicken, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Han Shan shook his legs, and he seemed to have not expected Luo Chen to choose to let him go, but soon he realized something, so he said with a stern look on his face: "Good boy, in three months, the outer gate competition, I will definitely not be able to take care of you!" After that, Wang Tong, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive, dared not help him up, and he left with a few help as if he was running away.

Luo Chen had no expression on his face and refused to say anything about Han Shan's threatening words. He turned around and was about to leave when a dizzy feeling of dizziness hit his forehead, his eyelids were heavy, and then his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

The moon is halfway up.

The faint moonlight shines through the swaying bamboo shadows, and crescent moons fall all over the earth.

Luo Chen woke up in a daze and opened his eyes. The familiar scene fell into his eyes. He sighed in his heart, not knowing who sent him back to the bamboo house out of kindness.

The breeze blew across the window frame, and a faint fragrance plunged into the tip of his nose. Luo Chen turned his eyes and found that there was a green medicine bottle under the windowsill.

He struggled to stand up, endured the pain, and looked down and saw that his left hand, which was pierced by a sharp sword, had been carefully bandaged. A numb feeling came from the wound. Luo Chen knew that this was the feeling that only after applying the best trauma medicine to the wound was applied.

A warm current surged in his heart. Luo Chen was indifferent in his temperament. He didn't have many friends in the huge Xianchen Sect. Especially since he was eight years old, he had never been able to advance to the realm of Taoism. Those "friends" who were surrounded by his outstanding talents had long abandoned him.

After getting out of bed, he walked to the windowsill, picked up the medicine bottle and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it slightly. A familiar fragrance floated by, and Luo Chen pulled up a strange smile. This fragrance was not the fragrance of medicine, but... it was more like the body fragrance of a woman.

The grace of a drop of water is repaid with a spring of spring. Luo Chen, the person who delivered the medicine, did not know who she (he) was. He only knew that whenever he failed to attack the Daoist Realm and returned to the bamboo house with scars, he would smell this familiar fragrance when he woke up.

The first-class spiritual medicine - Jade healing ointment. This kind of spiritual medicine is not too rare, but it is not the street stall goods that can be found everywhere.

The Immortal Chen Sect’s sect’s sect’s sect’s elixirs, spiritual weapons, talismans, martial arts, and Taoist secrets can be exchanged with the contribution points of the sect to the elders who pass on the merits.

The so-called sect contribution requires the sect tasks from the elders who pass on the merits, and then, depending on the difficulty of completing the task, the corresponding contribution points are given.

Sect missions are all-encompassing, such as killing monsters, contributing monster crystal cores to the sect, or killing figures who are hostile forces of the Xianchen Sect and bringing them back to their heads, you can get corresponding contribution points.

However, for the elite disciples in the sect, these tasks are just small-scale and cannot be seen. After a hard trip, the contribution points won are not enough to exchange for a handy spiritual weapon.

Everyone knows that the disciples of the Xianchen Sect want to obtain a huge contribution point from the master in a short period of time, they can only go to the Abyss Demon Realm, eight thousand miles away from the Xianchen Sect, and kill the Abyss Demon.

Luo Chen's cultivation level was too low. For him, the difficulty of any task of the Passing Master was basically beyond his ability. In order not to die in vain, he naturally devoted himself to practicing Taoism and did not do sect tasks.

Three months later, the Xianchen Sect will compete in the three-year outer gate. At that time, the Xianchen Sect’s storm will be reshuffled. The ranking battle will be between the strong and the weak, and the survival of the fittest will naturally lead to joy and sorrow.

For Luo Chen, the position of the storm that the outer sect powerhouses compete for is really far away. He just hopes that he will not lose too badly at that time, and even the identity of the registered disciple of the Xianchen Sect cannot be retained.

Holding the medicine bottle in his hand lightly, looking up at Xuan Yue outside the window, Luo Chen felt a tide for a moment.
To be continued...