Chapter 996 Returning to White Crane City

"It's nothing more than that." Zhou Tong sneered, if the means were limited to this, he would have to give Lu Xiaotian a good look today, and Lu Xiaotian provoked the left and right things. When Zhou Tong resisted the Zhenyao Tower, he had to control Feijian to attack Lu Xiaotian.

It's just that the smile on Zhou Tong's face quickly became stiff. I saw towers flying out one after another, the auras on the towers were connected together, and the mountain-like aura was all pressing on him. Zhou Tong's breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole face turned red. The suppressing power against the pagoda is not enough, so there is no power left to control Feijian.

Snapped! A loud slap hit Zhou Tong's face. Zhou Tong's left face suddenly swelled like a pig's face.

Snapped! The slap just now was not over yet, and another slap followed.

After continuous slaps, Zhou Tong's face was no longer human-shaped. Mo Xue from the Xutianmen and several Nascent Soul cultivators present couldn't bear to look directly at him. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator was beaten like this, so where should he put his face in the future?

Peng Yishan was even more shocked, his strength was similar to Zhou Tong's, and Zhou Tong had no power to resist under Lu Xiaotian's hands. Even if you add yourself, I'm afraid it's self-inflicted humiliation.

"Lu Xiaotian, one day, I will make you double the humiliation today and return it!" Zhou Tong's eyes were tearing apart, and he looked at Lu Xiaotian with bloodshot eyes. Ever since he stepped into the road of cultivating immortals, no one has humiliated him like this. over him.

"Since you forced me to leave Mochizuki through the teleportation array, you have never had this day."

Lu Xiaotian sneered coldly, and kicked Zhou Tong until he vomited blood, feeling extremely happy. When he was in Diyan Mountain, this guy looked down on him from above. After leaving the moon-watching platform, he was tortured to death by Zhou Tong. Once again, it is now considered to have recovered some interest.

"get out!"

Zhou Tong was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die, and he didn't care about Peng Yijian and Mo Xue, so he left alone.

Peng Yijian's face was ashen, and he followed closely, without saying anything speculative. What's more, they had already fallen out just now. Mo Xue bowed to Lu Xiaotian apologetically, and followed Peng Yijian to leave.

"It seems that brother Lu is still a man with a story." Qiao Lan looked at Lu Xiaotian and smiled.

"It's just a little old story. This guy is lucky. He didn't meet us when we returned to the secret realm. Killing him now will be a lot of trouble after all."

Lu Xiaotian shook his head, he didn't take Zhou Tong's matter to heart, the two of them were bloody enemies, even if they didn't have such an incident just now, they would inevitably fight to the death when they met in private.

After Zhou Tong's ups and downs, the journey back to Baihe City was uneventful, and occasionally encountered sporadic Guihou-level ghosts, and Lu Xiaotian didn't bother to take care of them. Flying past the other party's fearful eyes.

"See the ancestors!" Lu Xiaotian was greeted by the cultivators of the Lingxiao Palace in Baihe City, who were always adoring and fanatical.

"Junior Brother Lu, you are considered to be back, but you are worried about me." Chen Henian was relieved when he saw Lu Xiaotian came back. He greeted him with a big smile.

Xiao Xiangyu followed behind.

"Senior brother Lu, who are these?" Xiao Xiangyu looked at Wu Ziyuan, Qiao Lan and the eight-legged magic bull behind Lu Xiaotian in surprise.

"These are my friends, who came from casual cultivators and came to visit my Lingxiao Palace." Lu Xiaotian introduced the two of them.

"Haha, Junior Brother Lu's friend, welcome, welcome!"

Chen Henian was overjoyed when he heard the words. Naturally, Chen Henian would not believe casual cultivators without background, but since Lu Xiaotian said he was a friend, it would not be harmful to Lingxiao Palace. In the current situation, Lu Xiaotian suddenly brought in a few Nascent Soul-level powerhouses to help out , it has immeasurable benefits for strengthening the momentum of Lingxiao Palace.

With these few brought by Lu Xiaotian, plus Lingxiao Palace's own Nascent Soul cultivators, besides Qingdan Palace and Ancient Sword Sect, which other sect can pull out so many Nascent Soul level powerhouses at the same time.

The wounds on the eight-legged magic bull beast were not yet healed, and after receiving the healing spirit grass from Lu Xiaotian, they immediately went to retreat to recuperate.

Wu Ziyuan and Qiao Lan were not busy with cultivation, they were used to the Chiyuan Continent, and there was plenty of aura in the secret realm. In this barren land, there was nothing to cultivate. Relatively, the two of them were curious about this strange environment. tight.

Walking in Baihe City for a while, I would occasionally ask a monk or two about the situation in front of me, or about things like Mochizuki's world of cultivating immortals.

Lu Xiaotian pulled Chen Henian aside, and briefly talked about the matter with Zhou Tong.

"This son is so vicious! It's no wonder that Lingxiao Palace and Xuanbingmen have always had a good relationship, but he is so insidious. Junior Brother Lu doesn't have to worry about it, and he didn't really do anything to him. Once he's taught a lesson, he won't have the face to show it around." Chen Henian Hearing this, he was immediately furious.

Lu Xiaotian smiled inwardly, Chen Henian's expression was naturally exaggerated, if he hadn't become a Nascent Soul cultivator, Chen Henian would probably have taken over directly, after all, it was impossible to offend the Nascent Soul cultivator of Xuanbingmen for him.

This old monster grew up in the Lingxiao Palace since he was a child, and his affection for the Lingxiao Palace is beyond his own comparison. Now that his lifespan is not much left, he basically still puts the interests of the Lingxiao Palace first in his eyes.

Chen Henian's demands are different from his own, which is understandable, he is always better than those who do everything for their own self-interest, Lu Xiaotian thinks that he is inferior to Chen Henian in this respect.

"It's fine if you don't have anything to do. Senior brother's qualifications and reputation are much higher than mine. I have to trouble senior brother to help me collect some thunderbolt thunder sand. The more the better, I have some spiritual herbs here, which are not old. They are used to exchange Thunderbolt Thunder Sand should be more than enough."

Lu Xiaotian put some spiritual grass that had been ripened from the barrier for thousands of years, which is rare for Nascent Soul monks, into a storage bag and handed it to Chen Henian.

"Junior Brother Lu, don't worry, I will definitely take care of this matter for you. We Wangyue Cultivation Realm, Nanhuang, and Nascent Soul Leixiu also have some, so it shouldn't be difficult to exchange for this." Chen Henian has good eyesight, "Junior Brother has been busy outside for a while. , I must need to rest, so I will rest for the time being, and I will discuss the matter of Perak and Thunder Sand."

"Then thank you, brother." Lu Xiaotian nodded. He really has a lot of things to do right now. The matter of refining the thunderbolt fire thunder beads can be done when the thunderbolt thunder sand is in hand. There is another more important thing, which is to return to the white crane. City, Lu Xiaotian will be relieved for the time being, after all, this refinement is too important to be disturbed, and Lu Xiaotian also attaches great importance to it like never before, and does not want to stay in the secret realm to take risks.

After telling Chen Henian and Xiao Xiangyu to block everything for him, Lu Xiaotian also entered his residence and set up restrictions around him.

After preventing all the breath from leaking, Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged in the room wrapped by several layers of restrictions, with a fingernail-sized cyan spar floating in the palm of his hand, which was exactly Pan Qingshi.

A solemn look flashed across Lu Xiaotian's face, his palms stretched out in front of him, palms facing each other, Pan Qingshi was restrained by mana, suspended in the middle of his palms.