In the world of cultivating immortals, people can fight with everyone on equal terms.

Ignoring Chu Fan's affairs, Li Zhoujun walked out of the yard and went to where Su Nan lived.

In the small courtyard.

Su Nan sat at the stone table in the courtyard, holding her chin with her hands, staring blankly at the moon in the sky with her delicate little face.

"What are you looking at?" Li Zhoujun walked into the yard and saw Su Nan in a daze, smiling.

"Master!" Su Nan quickly stood up and said when he saw Li Zhoujun arriving.

"Don't be so polite, sit down and tell Master what you are thinking." Li Zhoujun said, sitting on the other side of the stone table.

Su Nan said with a melancholy face: "I didn't think about anything. It was during this period that I felt that the world of immortality was not as beautiful as I thought before."

Li Zhoujun smiled and said: "If you can think like this, it means you have grown up. As the saying goes, the world says that gods are good, but gods are also troubled. Practitioners are actually no different from mortals except for their different pursuits. When we are mortals, , you need to rack your brains for money, and after becoming a practitioner, you also have to worry about various cultivation resources. Many of the monks can think of thousands of ways to plot against their opponents for a pill. "

"But don't worry, Master is here. If you practice to the point where you can stand alone, no one can hurt you at all."

"Thank you, Master." Su Nan was moved in her heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about these sensational things." Li Zhoujun smiled, then took out the Bishuang Sword and handed it to Su Nan: "This sword is called Bishuang, a first-grade flying sword. Although the grade is not high, But the material is of high quality, comparable to a third-grade flying sword. Since it is a first-grade flying sword, there is no difficulty in refining it into a natal flying sword."

"Thank you Master, I will definitely live up to Master's expectations." Su Nan took the flying sword from Li Zhoujun's hand and said firmly in his eyes.

"It's good if you have this intention." Li Zhoujun smiled, then pointed his fingertips on Su Nan's eyebrows, and passed the "Bishui Sword Technique" to Su Nan.

After finishing it, Li Zhoujun stopped, while Su Nan was immersed in Bishuang swordsmanship.

Sudden.

Li Zhoujun frowned, looking up to the sky as if his eyes were crushing the void.

"Huh? Did he find me?"

In the sky, an old man stood among the clouds, looking at Li Zhoujun below who suddenly looked at him, with an expression of surprise.

This person is none other than Mr. Wu who came out on Chu Rou's order to find out who killed Chu Fan.

Mr. Wu traced the Xue family based on the approximate location given when the jade bracelet was broken, and found out through the monks who were still flattering Li Zhoujun at the banquet that it was the Master of Yunju Mountain of Daotian Sect who brought Chu Anyone who kills.

And it was a one-punch kill.

This made Mr. Wu wonder, could it be that Li Zhoujun has reached the realm of transcending tribulation?

So Mr. Wu learned through the soul-searching Xue family servants where Li Zhoujun lived, and then came here to check.

Then there was the scene where Li Zhoujun looked at him just now.

At this time, Mr. Wu was convinced that Li Zhoujun could find his position and definitely reach the level of overcoming the tribulation.

Just when Mr. Wu was thinking.

Li Zhoujun stretched out his hand towards the void and shook it.

When Mr. Wu saw this, his expression was solemn, and his whole body was ready for a fight.

But then, Mr. Wu saw Li Zhoujun open his palm, and there was a dead mosquito lying in his palm.

"How dare a small mosquito disturb my disciple's practice?" Li Zhoujun looked at the mosquito in his hand and sneered on his face.

Mr. Wu: "..."

A mosquito?

As for such a big fight?

It made me think that I had been discovered.

However, Mr. Wu saw that he could not see through Li Zhoujun's realm, so he did not take action rashly.

Instead, leave this place directly.

…

In the magnificent hall.

Elder Wu looked humble and said to Chu Ju on the throne: "Holy girl, I have found out who killed Chu Fan."

"Who is it?" Chu Rou asked.

"Dao Tianzong, the mountain lord of Yunju Mountain, Li Zhoujun." Elder Wu said.

"A person from the Daotian Sect?" Chu Rou looked cold, and then snorted coldly: "If I remember correctly, there was a person from the Daotian Sect who beat Chu Fan seriously, but I didn't hold him accountable. I didn’t expect that the Daotian Sect’s people would directly kill Chu Fan this time. This Daotian Sect is so prestigious.”

Mr. Wu frowned and said: "Holy girl, actually I feel that this incident is not entirely to blame on the Dao Tianzong people. After all, Chu Fan has entered the devil's way and became a murderous demon. Dao Tianzong is the number one in Qingzhou. It is reasonable for a righteous sect to kill him."

"No matter what, Chu Fan is my brother. Whoever kills him will have to be buried with him." Chu Rou snorted coldly and said: "Mr. Wu, when I'm ready, let's go to Daotian Sect for a walk. ”

"well……"

Seeing that Chu Rou had made up his mind, Mr. Wu could only sigh and reminded: "Holy Girl, it is very possible that Li Zhoujun's strength has reached the level of transcending tribulation. If we want to attack him, we still need to prepare a lot. "

"Overcoming the tribulation?" Chu Rou sneered: "Don't worry, Mr. Wu, I have my own sense of proportion."

…

The scene returns to the Xue family.

In the small courtyard.

After Su Nan woke up, Li Zhoujun told her: "Have a good rest tonight. Don't worry about refining the natal flying sword. We will set off back to Daotian Sect tomorrow."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded repeatedly.

Li Zhoujun smiled, then left here, returned to where he lived, and studied the automatic shutdown capability provided by the system.

Li Zhoujun was lying on the bed without any thoughts.

But the "Xuanming Heart Sutra" is constantly operating on its own, automatically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Li Zhoujun's own strength in the middle Nascent Soul stage is also constantly rising.

Early the next morning.

Murong Xue found Li Zhoujun who was still in the bedroom and hadn't gotten up.

"What's wrong? What do you want from me? I'm not even wearing any clothes. Don't think of an old cow eating young grass. I'm only forty years old."

Li Zhoujun looked at Murong Xue who came into the bedroom and sat down without saying a word. He couldn't help but huddled in the corner with a quilt and said warily.

Murong Xue's mouth twitched.

There are a lot of people chasing my mother, but you are the one who dislikes me.

Do you want old cows to eat tender grass?

Why don't you go to heaven?

"It's nothing. I just thought about it for a long time last night and decided to thank you in person for saving me." Murong Xue said.

Li Zhoujun thought for a while, then grinned and said, "Okay, if you want to commit yourself, let's start right away."

With that said, Li Zhoujun was about to lift the quilt.

"lecher!"

Murong Xue's face turned red when she saw this scene, and she quickly got up and ran out of the room.

Li Zhoujun looked confused.

What does this mean?

I was mentally prepared to accept you, an old woman who is more than a hundred years older than me. Why did you run away?

But not to mention, Murong Xue was really cute when she hurried out just now.

at the same time.

Murong Xue came out of Li Zhoujun's bedroom, touched her hot cheek, and couldn't help but spat: "This Li Zhoujun really has no dignity at all like a mountain master. Even if he wants to make a baby with me, he has to wait. Only after you get married!"