"Master Lu, can you exchange for some top-quality spiritual stones?"

On the way, Xue Linger was chattering and talking non-stop.

Su Yizhao was thinking about tomorrow's team competition, so he could only muddle along.

In Zi Mansion, the sacred deer said urgently: "No, no!"

Su Yizhao naturally knew why Shenlu was angry.

In the last gambling fight, he spent half of his top-quality spiritual veins.

I won 30 billion of the best black stones, but the Divine Deer had nothing!

Anyone else would be angry!

Su Yizhao said guiltily: "Purchase at ten times the price!"

When Shenlu heard this, he felt that there was something to be gained, and he cautiously said: "Seriously?"

Su Yizhao nodded!

As long as you can receive the best spiritual stones, which can increase the power of the Wuying Xuan Gathering Immortal Slayer Formation by four to five times, ten times the price is nothing!

The sacred deer asked: "How much do you want?"

Su Yizhao asked back: "How many top-quality black stones can be purchased for one billion?"

The sacred deer calculated it carefully and said, "One million?"

"make a deal!"

At this moment, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods, and both parties are happy.

Returning to Chunfeng Courtyard, Lang Xingzhou sat alone in the courtyard.

Before Su Yizhao said hello, Xue Ling'er had already taken a step forward, stared at him, and said curiously: "Senior, your sword has no scabbard!"

Su Yizhao was deeply afraid that Lang Xingzhou would be unhappy, so he quickly pulled her behind him and said, "Sect Master, are you waiting for me here?"

Surprisingly, Lang Xingzhou's rough face showed a smile he had never seen before.

His cloudy eyes flashed with sparkle, and he waved his hand towards Su Yizhao, motioning for him to stand away.

Su Yizhao was helpless!

You don’t have to listen to what the sect leader says!

but!

He is a real-world six-star monk!

He could only take a step to the side and explained: "Sect Master...!"

"This little friend has such pure blood!" Lang Xingzhou didn't listen to his explanation at all.

Su Yizhao was stunned immediately!

Not only did she not listen to his explanation, she even seemed not to see him, staring at Xue Linger with her cloudy eyes.

Xue Ling'er was not afraid, she cupped her hands and said, "I've met senior, I'm not calling you little friend, my name is Xue Ling'er!"

"Haha!" Lang Xingzhou laughed heartily, "What a name, so spiritual!"

Xue Ling'er actually came closer, stared at the broken sword without sheath on his waist, and said: "Senior, he has a lot of black stones, ask him to change the sword for you!"

Su Yizhao was speechless!

As if he thought he was an eyesore, Lang Xingzhou glanced at him and said: "You go prepare for the team competition by yourself, Xue Linger, I will guard it for you!"

Su Yizhao handed over!

With his words, I feel relieved!

Xue Ling'er said curiously: "I don't need to be guarded by senior! I want to go out with him!"

Lang Xingzhou nodded and said: "When he comes out from participating in the team competition, we will go out and explore together!"

"Okay! Senior, are you the sect leader?"

"Senior, do you know that I am actually a snow jade dragon?"

...

Su Yi returned to the room and sat down cross-legged.

Xue Ling'er's clear and curious voice sounded from time to time, which was very nice to hear.

but!

The team competition is coming, and he has no thoughts!

The only thing to do is to lead the smallest team and fight a bloody road...!

At dawn, Su Yizhao flew downstairs.

Huang Wushuang and others were already waiting for him. When they saw him coming down, there were still unsolved doubts in their eyes.

The doubt is Xue Linger.

I saw Xue Linger standing next to him as if she got along well with Lang Xingzhou.

At this time, Xue Ling'er came up to her and said, "Hurry up and finish the fight before we leave. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave!"

Su Yizhao nodded, said nothing nonsense, bowed his hands towards Langxingzhou, and left with Huang Wushuang and others!

At this moment, an old monk wearing snow-white Taoist uniforms happened to step into the gate of Tianfeng City.

He paused slightly at the city gate, then chose a direction and walked straight towards the Chunfeng Courtyard.

In the Chunfeng Courtyard, Lang Xingzhou asked: "Ling'er, how about I teach you how to use a sword?"

Lang Xingzhou had a smile on his face, and he thought Xue Ling'er would accept it happily!

But who knows, Xue Linger shook her head vigorously to express her refusal!

Lang Xingzhou was stunned!

Real Realm Six-Star Cultivation Realm may be nothing in the entire interface, but his family's swordsmanship is first-class!

Even Elder Jian Fengchun, the famous number one swordsman in Tiandao Sect, was killed by him with one sword!

How could anyone look down upon this strength?

Xue Ling'er explained: "No! Grandpa said that swordsmanship is the most difficult to practice. It takes at least hundreds of years to achieve initial results. Ling'er can't wait!"

Lang Xingzhou smiled bitterly!

Isn’t everything in this world like this?

If you want to reap the best, you must endure the greatest hardship!

If you can't endure hardships and overcome difficulties, how can you get the best results?

He was about to open his mouth to persuade, when suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the courtyard door.

As soon as his eyes came, almost at the same time, an old monk stood at the gate of the courtyard.

He was wearing a snow-white Taoist uniform, his beard and hair were all white, and his bright eyes were staring at him.

The eyes of the two people collided instantly in the courtyard, and the air in the entire courtyard was instantly sucked out!

Depressed!

In the pool, the clear water dropped by half instantly and solidified into ice!

Lang Xingzhou said softly: "Fellow Taoist, is there something wrong?"

The old monk asked: "In the current world of swordsmanship, only the swordsmen of the Jian Fengchun family, the Lang family of Lang Xingzhou, and the Ye family of Ye Qingkuang have such sword power. Are you Lang Xingzhou?"

Lang Xingzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, but he said loudly: "Excellent eyesight, I wonder if there is anyone in the Jiaolong clan who can surpass fellow Taoist?"

The old monk shook his head!

A smile suddenly appeared on Lang Xingzhou's face and he said: "Then please feel free to go back, fellow Taoist, while Ling'er goes out to explore, I will take good care of him!"

When the old monk heard him mention Xue Ling'er, he turned his eyes to Xue Ling'er.

When Xue Linger saw him coming in, she had already lowered her head and did not dare to say anything.

At this time, the old monk said: "Ling'er, give that thing to me first. This is a serious matter, so don't mess around!"

Lang Xingzhou's complexion changed slightly, and a gleam appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Xue Ling'er still didn't dare to raise her head and whispered: "Grandpa, grandpa, has already given it away!"

"What?"

The old monk's aura burst out instantly, and the entire compound suddenly trembled.

At this time, throughout Tianfeng City, countless monks' spiritual consciousness came towards the Chunfeng Courtyard.

In Tiandao Sect, Dugu Tiankang frowned and said to himself: "Why is the old dragon so angry? I can't control it. Let's organize a team competition first!"

In the Chunfeng Courtyard, Lang Xingzhou raised his right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said softly: "Fellow Taoist, please pay attention to the occasion!"
To be continued...