"Good boxing! Your martial arts talent is far better than mine."

Ziyun Zhenjun sighed that he thought that after he advanced his martial arts, he could beat Lu Gu, and he could still get a draw, but he did not expect that the gap did not narrow at all, and he was also improving!

Ziyun Zhenjun was not displeased at all, but was glad that he discovered this talent. This is a top-level coach!

Originally, his fighting ability was a strong man among the Nascent Soul cultivators. During the process of competing with Lu Gu, a martial arts genius, his martial arts realm was also rapidly improving.

As long as you come here a few more times, a few of the Yuanying True Lords who were originally not much different from his strength or slightly better than him will not be his opponent next time they fight.

Therefore, the more evil Lu Gu showed, the happier he was.

If I gained the benefits myself, if I don’t express it for a moment, Ziyun Zhenjun felt it was a bit unreasonable. After thinking for a while, he said, “I have a jar of Baiguo Lingjiu brewed with spiritual fruits. It has a mild effect. It can nourish the body even if I take it. Is it a disease? How many cups should I drink it?"

"Okay."

Lu Gu and Ziyun Zhenjun came to the Duxian Restaurant where Du Hai went before. Unlike Du Hai who could only stay on the first floor, Ziyun Zhenjun directly took Lu Gu to the top floor. This floor is a floor that only the head and elders can use.

The box is antique. The wood used to make tables and chairs is decorated with natural patterns, and it also contains spiritual wood with wood-based spiritual energy. Various dishes are also made of good ingredients. One dish is comparable to the wealth of a city in the mortal world!

Ziyun Zhenjun used some kind of magic to cover up his identity and Lu Gu. The restaurant owner only knew that the distinguished guests had arrived, thinking that the two elders from the sect came here to drink and chat, but he didn't know that it was the head of the sect, who brought a little slave to drink and eat vegetables.

Ziyun Zhenjun explained: "Although you have a profound martial arts and can be called the best in the sect, you are a mortal body. Foundation-building monks can easily kill you by using magic. If you expose your relationship, it will be too conspicuous and will add a lot of danger to you."

Lu Gu thought what Ziyun Zhenjun said was very reasonable. As a person, it would be better to be low-key. Why do you stand up as a target while you have nothing to do? There is no benefit.

A jar of baiguoling wine was placed on the table, and the cover was opened. The intoxicating aroma of wine mixed with the fruit fragrance made the table of carefully prepared delicacies lose their color.

Drinking light green wine into your mouth is a wonderful thing that Lu Gu once drank.

What a great wine!

After a while, I got a little drunk.

Ziyun Zhenjun's face was also a little red.

The two of them talked about the mystery of martial arts, the development and management of the sects, and the other talked about the fact that when Ziyun Zhenjun's cultivation was in slightest, he relied on his extraordinary martial arts talent to defeat the strong again and again, making all kinds of cultivators known as geniuses hate each other!

The relationship between the two quickly heated up and they began to hang their arms around each other.

"Brother Zi, you are in charge of the Duxian Sect. From now on, my brother will be protected by you. On your territory, you can't let others bully us!"

Ziyun Zhenjun's face turned red: "No problem, Xiao Lu, you can't cultivate immortals, but you are not lucky enough. Otherwise, with your martial arts talent, your cultivation will definitely not be inferior to me. When I saw those cultivators in the sect who had no cultivation but were negligent in fighting, they became angry and were useless to cultivate their qualifications for immortal cultivation."

"How about we become brothers of the opposite sex here than we are?"

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...

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu! It's time!!"

An urgent knock on the door sounded.

Lu Gu woke up from the bed and stayed for two seconds before realizing that Song Shuwen was knocking on the door outside. He made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the teahouse in the morning and went down the mountain to JDZ to buy tea.

"Come here, don't knock."

Lu Gu hurried down to open the door for Song Shuwen.

He thought about what happened last night and felt a little magical.

Because Ziyun Zhenjun’s Baiguoling wine is so delicious that he drank high, and he talked about a lot of messy things with Ziyun Zhenjun. Finally, he even worshiped and recognized Ziyun Zhenjun as his elder brother...

Lu Gu pinched his forehead and felt ashamed of social death. He didn't know if the other party would feel inexplicably embarrassed when he saw Ziyun Zhenjun again.

"I've become a close family now. As for my identity, I have to go to the teahouse to buy tea? Even if the fairy Baihua sees me, she has to call me respectfully "Uncle Master!"

However, Lu Gu still wanted to go down the mountain and see what this small town in the immortal world looked like.

Just think it's traveling.

After washing up, carrying the package, Lu Gu and Song Shuwen came to the Baihua Tea House half an hour in advance to wait. He Ping, a cultivator, naturally did not arrive.

Lu Gu complained: "Brother Song, we arrived half an hour in advance. Isn't it a bit too early? Just waiting like that, isn't it a bit stupid?"

Song Shuwen explained: "It is always not bad to be a little bit ahead of time. It is not a big deal for people to blame. Although we are people from teahouses, we are also ordinary people. Being careful in doing things is always a good thing."

Song Shuwen is very good at being a human being and does not look like a pedantic scholar at all. Some time ago, he keenly realized that manager Mingyue had opinions about him. After doing various things, he began to ask manager Mingyue to ask manager Mingyue to make her feel more involved. He quickly reversed Manager Mingyue's attitude towards him and resolved a possible man-made disaster invisibly.

He also mentioned that Lu Gu, Duxianmen is also a small society. If you want to live a better and safer life, you must learn to deal with your relationship with others, observe and think more.

However, after seeing that Lu Gu didn't want to do this, he didn't mention it any more. He just reminded some things once, but if he talked too much, it would be offensive.

Moreover, from his perspective, although Lu Gu is not keen on establishing good relationships with others and building interpersonal networks, he does not compete for anything, does not provoke others, makes enemies with others, and does his own things every day, which is also a pleasure to be content with.

Song Shuwen felt that he could not see through Lu Gu, he could not see through what Lu Gu was pursuing, nor did he see through why he was so comfortable, as if he didn't care about anything.

Could it be that my little brother has something to rely on and possesses the skills of slaying dragons?

Lu Gu didn't know that Song Shuwen was thinking about him and even gave him a label that seemed to be hidden.

I am idle and I don’t have a cell phone to kill time.

Lu Gu looked ahead and thought about the content of sword control. He imagined several flying swords, flying in various trajectories, attacking and killing the enemy from various angles.

Practicing swords in the void depends entirely on brain replenishment.

Lu Gu thought about JDZ and wanted to see if there was a blacksmith shop and get a few mortal flying swords, and then use them first.

Most half an hour later, He Ping, who was practicing Qi tenth level, came.
Chapter completed!