The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 545 The Meaning of Lu Juan's Words

But those big families in the comprehension world thought of a way, which is to set up a communication base station at the other end of the teleportation formation, so they can directly communicate with the base station of the transmission formation on the secular side, and then call the secular side.

If the Liu family wants to call Liu Lanxi, they have to go to the base station that transmits the formation.

Generally speaking, if there is nothing to do, they will not go to the communication base station to make calls. After all, there is a certain distance from the family.

The world of cultivation is so big that you don't even know where you are after flying for several months, let alone the end.

Liu Lanxi whispered to Mo Huasong: "It's my mother calling, don't talk."

"I see. It's my mother-in-law calling." Mo Huasong nodded.

"You're talking nonsense." Liu Lanxi blushed and gave Mo Huasong a coquettish look.

The phone was connected, and Lu Juan's voice came from inside. "Lan Xi, how are you doing now?"

"Mom, I'm learning the art of dotting from Master Long." Liu Lanxi didn't want to tell her mother that she learned about the same, lest she be called back to the world of self-cultivation.

After all, she still wants to spend four years with Mo Huasong here, and the time with him is very good.

"Then have you seen Master Batian?" Lu Juan asked.

Just now she asked Liu Lanxi what she said before, it was just polite words, mainly about this matter, otherwise she would not have traveled so far and came to make this call.

Liu Lanxi said embarrassedly: "Mother, I'm sorry, Master Batian is not free, I haven't seen him yet."

"You want to see Master Batian, what's the matter?" Mo Huasong asked in a strange whisper.

Liu Lanxi, you see Master Batian every day, you stupid girl.

"Hush." ​​Liu Lanxi gave Mo Huasong a white look.

"Huh? Lan Xi, who is next to you?" Lu Juan asked, "It seems to be a boy's voice."

Liu Lanxi hurriedly explained: "Mom, I'm just about to go to class. A classmate just passed by and said hello to me."

"Lan Xi, go to a place where there are no people and talk, don't let others hear our conversation." Lu Juan said seriously.

"Mom, I got it." Liu Lanxi stepped aside, glared at Mo Huasong again, and said, "Okay, mother, tell me."

"Then have you bought the little white sword?" Lu Juan asked: "Next week is your grandfather's birthday, and many people come to pay homage to his birthday. Our family can't be compared with other Liu family children, otherwise we will die this year." Had a miserable time."

Liu Lanxi's face changed when she heard what her mother said. "Mother, I asked the owner Pang Wenjun. He said that the little white sword is very rare, and they don't have it yet. He said that if there is a little white sword in the future, he will sell it to us."

"Oh, in the future, that's what they're evading." Lu Juan said angrily. "It doesn't matter, you can come home next week."

"What? I didn't even buy the little white sword. Why did I go back?" Liu Lanxi used to be a little homesick, but now with Mo Huasong by her side, she didn't want to go back so soon.

You must know that going back to the realm of comprehension requires paying a lot of spirit stones.

It's not every day that people want to activate such a large teleportation formation.

When Liu Lanxi came over, I heard from the staff member that it usually starts every ten days.

If no one comes back and forth, it will not start for a month.

If there is nothing to do, who will run back and forth?

Lu Juan said: "Come back, I have something to tell you. Anyway, your grandfather also wants to see you, and he will give you some spirit stones as travel expenses."

Seeing what Lu Juan said, Liu Lanxi nodded and hung up the phone.

Mo Huasong saw Liu Lanxi finished the phone call, came over and asked, "Lanxi, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing. My mother asked me to go back to the cultivation world next week. My grandfather celebrates his birthday." Liu Lanxi said with a sigh.

Now that she is dead, if she goes back, she may have to meet many young masters from other families. She is very annoyed by this kind of thing.

"Just now I heard you talking about Master Batian's little white sword. What's going on? You want to see Master Batian?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Yeah, it's my grandpa's birthday, so my mother wanted me to find Master Batian to buy a small white sword for my grandfather as a birthday present, but I couldn't find Master Batian. According to the owner Pang Wenjun, The Little White Sword is not for sale." Liu Lanxi shook her head helplessly.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "Tell me, I can help you."

"What? You know Master Batian?" Liu Lanxi glanced at Mo Huasong in surprise.

"Yes." Mo Huasong nodded.

"But it's useless for you to know. I heard Master Pang Wenjun said that Master Batian is far away, and I can't find him. And he won't sell me the little white sword." Liu Lanxi couldn't be happy again.

Mo Huasong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry about this, you go to class now, and when you finish class, I will give you a little white sword made by Master Batian."

"Hua Song, you won't lie to me, will you?" Although Liu Lanxi believed in Mo Huasong very much, she doubted such an impossible thing.

Mo Huasong said: "If I lie to anyone, I won't lie to you. You are my darling."

"Who is your sweetheart, with a glib tongue." Hearing what Mo Huasong said, Liu Lanxi felt sweet in her heart, turned and ran forward.

Originally, she was already late, if she didn't go to class, Master Long might have to wait for a long time.

Seeing Liu Lanxi leaving, Mo Huasong shook his head secretly.

Originally, he had a small white sword in his arms, which was given to Liu Lanxi.

But Mo Huasong didn't want to take it out all at once, lest she doubt her identity and strength.

I'd better give it to her later, anyway, I'm not in a hurry.

Mo Huasong took a pill and continued to practice to recover his body.

After class, Liu Lanxi ran to Mo Huasong's side.

"Hey, are you lying to me? Where's Xiaobaijian?" Liu Lanxi stretched out her hand and asked, "Show me."

"It's fine to show it to you, but you have to call me husband." Mo Huasong felt that he had to take advantage of it now.

He no longer believed the words of that bastard Fei Long, he would rather believe what those books said.

"I don't." Liu Lanxi gave Mo Huasong a white look: "You will deceive me."

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "How about this, let's bet, if I really buy Xiaobaijian from Master Batian, you can call me husband, okay?"

"Okay, take it out." Liu Lanxi still didn't believe that Mo Huasong could get Master Batian's little white sword.

You must know that my mother said that this little white sword is very precious, even in the cultivation world, it takes half of the Liu family to buy it.

That is a spiritual weapon, very precious, and only second-tier families in the cultivation world can have it.

No matter how rich Mo Huasong's family was, they couldn't afford it.

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