In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a XNUMX/XNUMX relationship with anyone

Listening to the discussions of passers-by on the street.

Li Zhoujun also understood that everyone from Luo Tianzong should have arrived in Guangyang City.

All the way back to the Xianlai Inn, Li Zhoujun saw Tang Chan'er, Tang Yu'er, and Liu Daofeng sitting at the same table, and their expressions were not very good.

"Li Zhenxian." After Tang Chan'er saw Li Zhoujun, she took the initiative to say hello with a smile.

"Well, what's wrong with you? You look sad." Li Zhoujun asked.

"It's nothing, just some small things." Tang Chan'er smiled.

"That's good." Li Zhoujun nodded.

After chatting with Tang Chan'er, Li Zhoujun said goodbye and went upstairs.

"Sister, do you think this Li Zhoujun is interested in you? If he is really the emperor of a certain powerful force, why don't you give it a try? After all, your appearance is not bad either."

When Tang Yu'er saw Li Zhoujun going upstairs, he teased Tang Chan'er.

They had talked about Li Zhoujun in detail before, so it was not surprising that Tang Yu'er knew Li Zhoujun's full name.

At this time, Tang Chan'er stretched out her hand, pinched Tang Yu'er's nose, and cursed angrily: "You stinky girl, am I, your sister, like this?"

Tang Yu'er chuckled.

But then, Tang Chan'er fell into deep thought.

To be honest, Li Zhoujun's appearance surpassed Lian Pengyun's by more than eighteen blocks, and the temperament he exuded in his every move was far beyond what Lian Pengyun could match.

Thinking about it again, Tang Chan'er felt that what her sister said did make some sense. But if Li Zhoujun was really the emperor of a certain force, how could he look down on a woman from a small domain like her?

Even if he agrees, the forces behind him can't agree, right?

After all, only strong ones can join forces if they are well matched.

"Yu'er, your sister seems to be a little interested in Emperor Li." Liu Daofeng whispered to Tang Yu'er.

Tang Yu'er chuckled: "Actually, I think that even if Li Zhoujun is not the emperor's son, he is hundreds of times better than that annoying guy Lian Pengyun."

"Indeed, Brother Li is incomparable to ordinary people." Liu Daofeng nodded in agreement.

He had seen Li Zhoujun take action.

If he faced off against Li Zhoujun, he would definitely end up dead.

……

the other side.

The Lian family's Yingxian Inn.

Everyone in Luo Tianzong stayed in their respective rooms.

The head of the Lian family, Lian Fengmao, brought his son Lian Pengyun to the room of Luo Tianzong elder, Bai Zhicheng.

"Elder Bai."

In the antique room, Lian Fengmao and Lian Pengyun saluted respectfully towards Bai Zhicheng.

Bai Zhicheng stroked his beard, looked at Lian Pengyun, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will naturally not break my promise to you."

When Lian Fengmao and Lian Pengyun heard this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The matter that Bai Zhicheng mentioned was naturally the matter of accepting Lian Pengyun as his disciple.

"Okay, you father and son don't come to me before recruiting disciples. You should avoid suspicion. You still have to avoid suspicion." Bai Zhicheng said with a smile.

Even if they don't avoid suspicion, others won't say much. Even if Gong Hongzhuang, who leads the team, knows that he charges money to accept the True Tradition, he won't say much. After all, it's his freedom to accept who he accepts as a True Tradition disciple.

But if this incident spreads, it will inevitably affect Luo Tianzong's reputation, so it is necessary to avoid suspicion.

"Elder Bai, my father and son will take their leave first." Lian Fengmao said to Bai Zhicheng.

"Go." Bai Zhicheng waved his hand.

Seeing the father and son leaving, Bai Zhicheng touched the black gold ring on his hand and grinned.

The 7.7 million fairy crystals given to him by the Lian family are all in this ring.

These 7.7 million fairy crystals were specially chosen by the Lian family, which means good fortune.

It has to be said that the Lian family gave too much this time. Even he, a ninth-grade immortal, was so excited that he broke the bottom line. However, if he accepted a true disciple, he didn't need to teach it himself. He could just give it to his eldest disciple.

The Lian family wanted to get hold of him because they were interested in Luo Tianzong and his background as an immortal.

And at the same time.

Lian Fengmao and his son also returned to the Lian family.

study.

"Son, after you go to Luotian Sect, you must practice well." Lian Fengmao patted Lian Pengyun's shoulder and said seriously.

"Don't worry, dad." Lian Pengyun said with a confident smile.

"By the way, over there with Tang Chan'er of the Tang family..." Lian Pengyun suddenly looked at his father with a puzzled expression.

Lian Fengmao had a scolding expression on his face and said, "How can I know what you are thinking, kid?

Don't worry, after you become a member of the Luo Tian Sect, the Tang family will weigh every word we say. When the time comes, if my father exerts a little pressure, can the Tang family not hand over Tang Chan'er?

At that time, even the Lord Gongsun will not dare to offend our Lian family. "

When the father and son talked to this point, they both had smiles on their faces.

……

Time came to the second day in a blink of an eye.

Although Li Zhoujun really wanted to stay in the inn and be a salty fish, he still decided to visit Guangyang City.

Li Zhoujun was walking on the street and saw a magic weapon shop on the roadside.

Li Zhoujun raised his feet and walked in.

"Sir, what grade of magic weapon do you need to buy?"

A sweet-looking girl maid came up and asked respectfully.

"I'll just take a look, go and do your work." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Sir, if you need any help, just call me." The little maid smiled with sweet dimples on her face.

"Okay." Li Zhoujun responded.

Then I started shopping in this store.

Immediately afterwards, Li Zhoujun's eyes fell on a white jade phoenix hairpin.

Inexplicably, the image of Murong Xue wearing this hairpin appeared in her mind.

"I don't know what's going on in the lower realm." Li Zhoujun said with emotion.

However, Li Zhoujun still decided to buy this hairpin of a third-grade true immortal weapon.

"How can I sell this hairpin?" Li Zhoujun asked the maid of the magic weapon shop.

"Sir, this hosta is a third-grade true immortal weapon. It is sold for thirty thousand immortal crystals." The little maid said.

"Okay, I bought it." Li Zhoujun smiled and did not bargain.

"Sir, you have such a good taste. Your wife must be very happy." The little maid said with a sweet smile.

Li Zhoujun smiled, and then handed over 30,000 fairy crystals to the little maid.

But at this moment, Lian Pengyun suddenly walked into the magic weapon shop. When he saw the hosta in Li Zhoujun's hand, his expression froze.

Did this guy buy this hairpin to give it to Tang Chan'er?

Thinking of this, Lian Pengyun's heart suddenly became gloomy. Where did this person jump out?

However, Lian Pengyun still had a smile on his face and greeted Li Zhoujun: "Brother, we meet again."

When Li Zhoujun heard this, he glanced at Lian Pengyun and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

"It is indeed a coincidence. I came here because of the hairpin in your hand. To be honest, I fell in love with this hairpin yesterday. Unfortunately, I didn't bring enough money with me yesterday. I wonder if my brother can give up my love?" Lian Peng Yun smiled at Li Zhoujun.

He was telling the truth. He had indeed taken a fancy to this hairpin when he passed by the shop yesterday and planned to give it to Tang Chan'er.

"Of course not." Li Zhoujun refused without thinking. After all, he planned to give this hairpin to Murong Xue.

"Can we increase the price to compete?" Lian Pengyun took a deep breath and asked Li Zhoujun.

"My shop is not a vegetable market. Whoever buys it first will own it. I don't care if you leave the shop. But if you dare to cause trouble in my shop, don't blame me for being rude."

Suddenly, an old man with simple clothes and a strong body walked out of the side room of the shop unhurriedly and said in a majestic voice.