Sang Luo clicked his tongue and was about to speak when he turned around and saw the bruises at the corners of Lu Changsheng's eyes and was stunned for a moment.
"What happened to you? Were you beaten?"
Lu Changsheng was silent for a moment,
"I was beaten by your uncle."
Sang Luo: "?"
"Did my uncle hit you?"
Song Qingyun's eyes widened and he came up to Lu Changsheng and took a look at him.
"Don't slander me. My martial uncle is unparalleled and unparalleled in the world. How could I hit you? You were not struck by lightning, were you?"
Lu Changsheng choked for a moment,
"I don't know why she hit me?"
Thinking back to that day, he had just overcome the thunder tribulation, and then saw Sword Master Chuxue standing not far away, watching as the big chun tree sent down spiritual energy to bless him. He went to thank Sword Master Chuxue, but Sword Master Chuxue was met with a sword energy -
—
Then, he was thrown down from Cangyun Mountain.
Unfortunately, he landed on his face.
"..."
Sang Luo coughed,
"Uncle Chuxue hates people from the Six Sects very much. It's a great mercy for her to let you go through the tribulation on Cangyun Mountain and not abandon you on the way."
Lu Changsheng thought of the past events that reappeared in the illusion, and it seemed to make sense.
"How about I go to Sword Lord Chuxue to pay my respects in a few days with some gifts?"
Sang Luo stopped him immediately after hearing this.
"My uncle likes peace and quiet, so you'd better not disturb her practice."
If you go, you'll probably get beaten too.
Lu Changsheng: "..."
Sang Luo glanced at the general list and looked at Chu Yanshu,
"The cultural classes for the children of this aristocratic family are not very good either."
I was pretending to be with her this morning, but in the end no one could beat her.
The first place in alchemy cultivation is her third senior brother and Liu Zhining, the first place in talisman cultivation is her second senior brother, Ji Qingfeng and Chu Yanshu. The first place in beast control cultivator is Bai Ze of the beast control sect, the first place in weapon cultivation is Sheng Jinyue, and the top place in sword cultivation is
It's her.
These people are all direct descendants of the Seven Sects, and none of them are descendants of aristocratic families.
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly,
"Perhaps, the family has declined over the years."
Among the aristocratic families, the only ones with some real abilities are the Sang family and the Bai family.
As a swordsman from the Sang family, they have never paid much attention to theoretical knowledge.
The same is true for the Bai family.
After all, my profession is raising animals. Not only do I feed the spirit animals every day, but I also have to coax them in various ways. I don’t have time to read the things written in books.
Sang Luo thought of the children from aristocratic families he met on the black market a few days ago and expressed his agreement.
Those so-called geniuses are really far behind compared to Lin Qinghan, Lu Changsheng and others.
Knowing that Song Qingyun could participate in the martial arts competition, Sang Luo had nothing to worry about. He left a message to him to practice his sword well and took Chu Yanshu back to the library.
In the library pavilion, Chu Yanshu took out his bronze alchemy furnace, threw the jade paper bought by Sang Luo into the alchemy furnace, and then condensed a touch of soul fire into the alchemy furnace.
Sang Luo sat opposite Chu Yanshu, looked at the talisman formed in his hand, and asked,
"What kind of technique is this? Weapon refining?"
Chu Yanshu hummed,
"After the talisman paper carries the talisman, it itself becomes a magic weapon."
Since it is a magic weapon, it can be blessed through spirit refining.
Sang Luo groaned, waiting for him to temper the talisman paper.
After a while, three talismans floated out of the alchemy furnace.
Sang Luo raised his hand to take it, his eyes widened.
"I dropped thirty cards and now it becomes three?"
This is too much paper!
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly,
"Are you trying to draw something?"
After listening, Sang Luo took out a pen and paper and started writing on the tempered Mingyu Talisman, finishing it in one go.