Just when Luo Xiao transformed into a jade worker, Master Congmu was arguing with an old man with a strange indigo blue complexion, red and curly hair like a snake, and a sinister face in a secret room. To be precise, the old man roared at the master.

"I said I would take the things away first, but you insisted on waiting for the injury to recover, so you personally send them to the Demon God Temple! That's right, the things were obtained by your Bashe clan. You have to send them to the great sage to show your merits. No one can say you, I won't say anything, just wait. If you want the best water spirit essence to protect the soul pill, I will get it for you... What's the result? Not only did you lose the soul pill, but you even compensated my best water spirit essence. You, you..."

Master Congmu was walking around the small secret room with his hands behind his back, like a trapped beast. He refused to be outdone and retorted: "You just lost the water spirit essence. This domain world has the best quality and the most produced water spirit essence mine is controlled by your sirens clan. When will you lack water spirit essence? Only human cultivators will think that thing is precious... I lost my clan's treasure, the lotus of the spirit stone, what did I say!"

The old man with blue face roared angrily: "You suffer for yourself and look down on the world. You think that no one can do anything with a defensive talisman array. Don't think about it. Ask the Tianzong sect for thousands of years. Although the sect was divided, the ancestral courtyard was in decline, and the disciples withered, how can you underestimate the foundation of the former top sect? What's the difficulty of breaking your defensive talisman array? I think it's so smooth that you steal the soul pill from their lair, and you're so proud!"

"Smooth?!" The national teacher was obviously angry by this word, and suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing his thin chest. At the left chest, near the mouth of his heart, a thick and long twisted scar like a centipede was shocking. "Look at this wound that has tortured me for half a year, how dare you say it will be smooth?"

The blue-faced old man twitched his eyes, his aura was a little weak, but he still snorted: "If you send me a message as soon as possible, I will escort you on the road together. As long as you arrive at the Demon God Temple, what is this small injury?"

The national master sneered: "I had only half my life left at that time. Ask the guys of Tianzong searched around. If it were you, would you dare to fight with me? Aren't you afraid that I would throw you down halfway?"

The blue-faced old man looked blue: "You... Ba Wuyan! You and I have been in love for nearly a hundred years. Is that what I think of me?"

The national master snorted coldly: "Yin Jiuchuan, stop talking nonsense. If you lose the things, you will feel bad. I'm unlucky. I'll ask you, do you want to stay here and continue arguing with me, or do you want to make up for the loss, join forces with me, and chase and rob the things together?"

As the old man with blue face Yin Jiuchuan said, the national master learned that the great sage of the demon clan used the heavenly calculation technique and calculated that the Tianjing Realm would have a treasure that was extremely important to the demon clan, and thus suffered the backlash of the heavenly way and severely injured by both body and spirit. The body trauma can still be treated with spiritual elixirs, but the soul and soul are almost nothing to solve. The great sage is a crucial figure in the upper class of the demon clan. Therefore, the upper class of the demon clan issues a heavy reward to seek all the realms in the world.

As a half-demon, Ba Wuyan, a powerful man from the Bashe clan, learned from nowhere that Wentian Sect possessed the extraordinary treasure of Birch Soul Pill, so he set his mind on Wentian Sect, who had been established for thousands of years but had a sect withered. After some preparation, he brazenly took action to steal it. Although he succeeded, his clan suffered heavy losses. He was also severely injured and fled in a hurry. Finally, he fell into the Congmu Kingdom and was recruited as a national teacher.

Ba Wuyan originally wanted to hide in the court, and after healing his wounds, he sent the soul pill to the Demon God Temple. As long as healing the soul of the great sage, it would be impossible to obtain the blood of the demon spirit or even the blood of the demon saint. Unexpectedly, the injury was healed, but the Birch soul pill he had obtained was lost again. Ba Wuyan's aggrieved and furious heart almost made him explode.

The two were arguing, and the door of the secret room was clamoring.

The quarrel ceased, and the national teacher's impatient voice rang: "What's the matter?"

The confidant outside the door said: "Master, one of the people you told me to pay attention to appears..."

The stone door in the secret room flipped over, and the national master jumped out, grabbed his confidant with an ecstasy expression: "Seriously? Where?"

The confidant was shocked and stuttered: "Here, at... Tiannan Inn..."

Ba Wuyan's teeth choked and bit her: "Okay, so silly, it's so good... I want you to come but not leave!"

...

Luo Xiao had a meal in the restaurant.

That's right, he ran out of the palace.

When Ba Wuyan discovered that the secret treasure had been stolen and corpses all over the ground, she was convinced that the man had escaped. After searching for no success overnight, she had to lift the blockade.

Luo Xiao is quite depressed now, but he eats a lot of food, eight bowls of dishes, a small bucket of rice, and a table full of it, looking like he turns worries into appetite.

The work of a jade worker is really hard to do, and true energy is not omnipotent. In order to stop the loss, Luo Xiao first tried it with some ordinary stones. After half a month, there were more than one waste product, and only four were made out of the perfectly qualified ones.

So Luo Xiao wisely stopped the experiment. Not to mention that this spirit stone lotus cannot withstand his tossing, the loss of time alone is not cost-effective. This is not a question of whether it can be done, but whether it is worth it. Instead of spending a few months trying, it is better to spend this time on the road and go to the capital of Luli Kingdom and get rid of the spirit stone lotus. The top-grade spirit stones that can be exchanged for are definitely much more difficult than he did.

Luo Xiao is not a stubborn person. Once he finds that the pre-conceived idea doesn't work, he immediately changes his course and prepares to leave Qizhangcheng and go to Luli Kingdom. It is difficult to escape when the situation is inconvenient. If it is inconvenient, he doesn't mind continuing to go east. Anyway, there is more than one Bo Kingdom in the mountains and seas.

Have a meal before departure, which is a good idea. Warriors eat a lot, which is common sense. Spiritual energy is a kind of energy and food.

Opposite Luo Xiao is a blue-clothed scholar, about thirty years old, with clear eyes and gentle as jade, giving people a very clean and peaceful feeling.

But that was the feeling of an ordinary person. In Luo Xiao's perception, this blue-clothed scribe was unfathomable - yes, it was the literal meaning, and the depth of this person could not be measured at all.

Luo Xiao has seen many cultivators, some of which are vulnerable, such as those in the spiritual realm; some are quite difficult to deal with, such as Gong Aobai; some give him a sense of danger, such as the Congmu National Master... But like this blue-clothed essay, there is no depth to measure, it seems that there is no threat, but he is definitely not an ordinary person, but he is still the first one.

Luo Xiao analyzed that there are only two possible situations: either the other party, like himself, has the magic method to conceal his breath and hide his cultivation; or the other party's level is far beyond his own, and the test is unpredictable.

Of course, Luo Xiao was just bored with food, and found such an abnormal thing, so he would naturally evaluate it in his heart. After he finished the last bowl of rice, he would leave. As for who the sage in the blue-clothed essay was, the depth of his cultivation had nothing to do with him.

As soon as Luo Xiao picked up the bowl and was about to dig the last few bites into his mouth, he heard a sound that almost made him want to throw the bowl: "Lan Xiaochen, I am so brave. He dared to join his disciples to break into the palace city at night, and beat the world. After the matter, he still ate so feasting like this. He is worthy of being the first-class sect in his past. He did not take Congmu Kingdom seriously!"

This is... National Master Congmu?!
Chapter completed!