However, after knowing that Gu Fenghua entered the realm of Tiansheng, his cultivation speed slowed down. Several people took good care of her emotions and did not show off in front of her.

But even if they didn't show off, Gu Fenghua was still a little depressed. He obviously had three Holy Spirit roots, and according to Mr. Feng, her cultivation techniques were unparalleled in the world, but why was the cultivation speed so slow? It really made no sense.

Could it be that there is such a big difference between his physical condition and theirs, but what is the difference? Gu Fenghua looked inward, but he couldn't find the difference.

"Wuse, where is your master?" After thinking about it, Gu Fenghua couldn't think of a result, so he was too lazy to waste his energy anymore and asked Ye Wuse.

The few of them left the room for a while, but Master Yijie didn't make any noise.

"I don't know." Ye Wuse shook his head and said.

"It should be still practicing. I heard that monks will wander in the void and cross the six realms when they enter meditation. It is not surprising that some monks will sit for ten or eight years after entering meditation." Luo Enen said with certainty.

I have to say that Luo Enen's guess is very reasonable. Even Gu Fenghua and Bai Fatty agreed deeply, but Ye Wuse curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "Do you think he really looks like a monk?"

Well, Gu Fenghua and the others were defeated in an instant, and Miss Luo was of course no exception.

In fact, if Master Yijie is willing to pretend, he still looks like a monk. But that is just a person, and he is pretending. Anyone who knows it knows that this master is more appropriate than a monk or a bandit. It is better to expect him to meditate for ten or eight years, it is better to expect the bandit to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha.

"Why don't he practice in the house?" Luo Enen said in confusion.

"How could I know? I couldn't hide from him." Ye Wuse smiled bitterly.

"Okay, don't care about him, handsome man, your cultivation seems to have improved a lot, let's talk about it." Luo Enen didn't have time to take care of Master Yijie, and of course he couldn't control him, and said to the fat man with anticipation.

"What do you want to do?" Unlike her expectations, the fat white man looked alert.

"Trial, don't you want to become stronger? Actual combat is the best shortcut to improve combat power. Don't you know?" Luo Enen said with a smile.

"Of course I know, but why don't you look for colorless?" The fat white man became even more alert.

"I can't beat him." Luo Enen said with confidence.

"Then do you think I'm easy to bully?" Fatty white looked angry, "Hmph, I won't talk to you. I want to bully me, but I don't even have a chance..."

"Congratulations, the answer is correct." Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, a sword light had already slashed towards him.

Poor fat white man, he only guessed the beginning, but did not guess the end. He also forgot one thing, no matter whether he was willing to compete with Luo Enen or not, this thing was never changed by his will.

On the deck, a mess was stormy, and a familiar scene was staged again, or rather, a familiar tragedy was staged.

Not far away, the corners of the mouths of several breathable old men who came out after practicing twitched heavily: No wonder these little guys are so young, but they are so skillful and fierce when they start to move. It turns out that they are all practiced on their own people.
Chapter completed!