"Haha, congratulations to Junior Brother Song, the Black Snake's Xuan Body's skill has further and has completely entered the realm of the Golden Immortal.

In this way, at the early stage of the Golden Immortal, the junior brother will rarely have an opponent in the future!”

As soon as he entered the main hall, Luo Chaofeng saw a middle-aged man with a gentle face and a slightly rich appearance bowing to his master and congratulating him.

"Haha, this time Song was able to successfully break through, all thanks to Senior Brother Chang's efforts to disagree and open the formation of the 10,000 yuan true water. Song will never forget this love!

But in this case, I’m afraid Junior Brother Chen will have some opinions.”

Hearing this, a thin and stern man immediately replied.

Obviously, he is Luo Chaofeng's master, Song Ming, one of the three golden immortal masters of Chongshuimen!

"Oh~ Junior Brother Song is too worried. Junior Brother Chen has the same friendship as you. Since you have reached the threshold of cultivation this time, he will wait for the next time."

Chang Ping immediately smiled and said authentically.

Whether it is practicing the magical powers of laws or breaking through the realm of cultivation, the 10,000-yuan True Water Array is of great help to these heavy water gate golden immortals.

However, the three-yuan heavy water consumes a lot of time to turn on, making each qualification extremely precious in the heavy water gate!

Therefore, although Chang Ping is the first person in Chongshuimen, he still has to spend some time on this.

The situation is very obvious now. Chang and Song have undoubtedly reached a tacit understanding and are ready to suppress another Jinxian surnamed Chen!

"That's good. Mr. Song doesn't want to ruin his friendship with Junior Brother Chen because of this."

Song Ming immediately replied with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Wei understands. You have just broken through now and your breath is not stable, so Brother Wei won't bother you."

After he said intimately that the taste was so big, Chang Ping nodded calmly on the surface and said goodbye and left.

"Senior Brother Chang is away!"

After seeing each other off, the smile on Song Ming's face disappeared instantly, then his eyes turned and fell heavily on Luo Chaofeng.

"You still have the face to come back!"

The loud shout was accompanied by a powerful immortal energy, which made the entire hall tremble!

With a "puzzle", Luo Chaofeng knelt down without hesitation. After kowtowing for a few times, he said aggrievedly:

"Master forgives sins. It is not that the disciples do not do their best, but that the other party is too frustrated. Not only does he possess the treasure of the high-level cave, but he also knows the magical power of the fusion of the laws!"

Luo Chaofeng did not talk to Song Ming about the Nether Finger that merged the four methods. After all, such magical powers are too incredible. If they had not seen them with their own eyes, others would never believe them!

"There are no such powerful figures among the members of the Impermanence Alliance of the Huanglan Continent. It seems that they came from the other continents."

Song Ming did not continue to get angry when he heard this. Du Yuangang was his strongest disciple, and even he was defeated. It is true that Luo Chaofeng cannot blame him for not doing his best.

And in these two ways, he has lost three true immortal disciples in succession. If he still punishes Luo Chaofeng heavily, no one will help him do things!

"Master, this Jiaoba is related to the Lord of the Dunkong Pavilion. Both of them are of mysterious origin, most of whom are from the same place."

Luo Chaofeng's eyes rolled at this time and he quickly reported.

"Qing'er had previously sent a message to me, saying that she wanted to take down the Lord of the Dung Kong Pavilion.

Now it seems that Qing'er was either in the hands of that Jiao Ba, or was forced to escape from the power of the Huanglan Continent to capture him.

However, judging by their reaction, the latter may be much higher!"

Song Ming immediately frowned and analyzed.

"Master, they must have entered the territory of Songhe Tower now. What should we do?"

Luo Chaofeng knew very well that he could not escape this matter, so he took the initiative to ask for instructions.

"The two old guys in Songhelou are just hypocritical hypocrites. Although they are hostile, it is impossible to let them stop the trouble for the three of them for free.

It just so happened that the dispute over water and fire in our Huanglan Continent is about to begin.”

After pondering for a moment, Song Ming suddenly sneered.

“Master, what do you mean”

Luo Chaofeng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he obviously understood what Song Ming meant.

But before he could finish his words, Song Ming interrupted him and said:

"The space laws in that place are not easy to use, and it is not something that the shameful Jiao Ba can enter. You can capture him and ask for his secrets and Qing'er's whereabouts!"

"Yes! Master!"

Luo Chaofeng immediately bowed and took the order.

"This treasure is given to you. Remember, don't let your teacher down!"

While warning, Song Ming flipped his hands and took out an eight-blade treasure wheel and threw it in front of Luo Chaofeng.

"Soul-breaking Wheel! Thank you for your kind gift!"

Seeing this, Luo Chaofeng was immediately excited to salute.

A few days later, in Songhe Tower, there was a restaurant in Huangfeng Kingdom's capital.

"Fellow Daoist is really intriguing. He doesn't even feel bored if he drinks alone."

As a crisp sound like an oriole sounded, Luo Hong, who was leaning against the window, drank alone, withdrew her gaze looking at the streets and looked at the Lord of Rakshasa who had just sat down opposite him.

"If the Rakshasa Fairy is willing to accompany you, Mo will definitely be unlucky, but unfortunately Mo does not have this blessing."

Luo Hong put down the wine glass in her hand and quipped.

"It's not that the fairy wine you drink is too spicy, it's really not in line with the taste of my country!"

When he thought of the scene where he stuffed a large bowl of five-color immortal wine in one mouthful, the Lord of Rakshasa felt that a fire broke out in his belly.

"The way of spiritual wine is indeed not just a way to have strong alcohol power, but the ingredients at the moment Mo can only make this kind of immortal wine.

If there is a chance in the future, Mo will definitely brew a jar of Hundred Flowers for the Fairy!"

During the brewing of the five-color wine, Luo Hong's five-color divine light played a great role, so as his cultivation reached the early stage of the True Immortality, the grade of this wine was also upgraded to the immortal level.

But it would not be so easy to turn the other wine recipes he knew into immortal products.

"Okay, then just say it's a matter of determination!"

Fairy Rakshasa was happy when she heard this.

"It's just a trivial matter, but I wonder if the fairy's trip will go smoothly?"

After a few chats, Luo Hong talked about the truth.

"My Lord thought that fellow Taoist didn't care.

Don't worry, the monks from Songhe Tower did not make things difficult for me. We only need to wait for another seven days and we will see the owner of Songhe Tower.

At that time, the Lord of the Country asked him to submit the token on his behalf, and we can settle down in the Songhe Tower with peace of mind."

The Lord of Rakshasa said with a smile at the moment.

Although it was natural that this matter was so smooth, she was much more unlucky before and was now happy about it.

“That’s good.”

After nodding and responding, Luo Hong turned her head out the window again.

The Lord of Rakshasa was curious and looked over.

I saw that in front of a private house, a waxy woman was holding a steel needle half a foot long and as thick as an incense candle, aiming it at the right arm of a ten-year-old boy.

Her face was smiling, as if she was asking the boy what.

After hesitating for a moment, the boy made up his decision and nodded fiercely with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, the woman did not hesitate at all and directly penetrated the boy's right arm with one needle!

But strangely, the boy did not scream, but still closed his eyes tightly, as if he did not feel any pain.

Immediately afterwards, when the woman pulled out the steel needle, no blood was flowing out of the boy's wound.

He grabbed it by his side and the woman took a small stick made of herbs and stuffed it into the boy's wound.

Finally, the woman rubbed the blood on the boy's right arm, rubbed his head, got up and returned to the room.

The boy also opened his eyes at this time. After seeing the little herb stick on his arm, he immediately jumped up happily, then shouted and showed off his friends.

"Don't fellow Taoist is interested in the customs of mortals here?"

The Lord of Rakshasa obviously didn't see anything special, so he turned around and asked Luo Hong in confusion.

"The yellow wind blows a strong yellow wind almost at all times. After mortals here make some holes on their bodies, they can play a unique ancient music with their bodies when dancing in the wind.

But this move can spread to everyone, those holes should have some practical effect, right?"

Luo Hong asked back.

"Do not know anything about it. If the wind and hole technique is used properly, these mortals can use the wind power in their daily actions.

Among them, those with high talent can embark on the path of the wind dancer's body refining.

This kind of body refiner is a major feature of Songkran Tower. When we enter the mountain gate, fellow Taoists will see many things."
To be continued...