Chapter 75
Looking at Li Luo again, it seems that he has already faintly realized that the killing move in "Pomo Daxieyi" is really amazing. Underneath, it is really scary.

"Young Immortal Lord, have you completely mastered the Jinghong Brush?" Qing Lan exclaimed, covering her cherry lips with her hands, her expression full of disbelief.

what!When the other seven heard this, they were all startled, their eyes full of disbelief.

Li Luo was a little surprised, Qing Lan's intuition was too strong, even though he was the highest among all the people, he shouldn't be able to realize that he had completely controlled the Jinghong Brush.

I'm afraid it's because of the innate dao body. The innate dao body naturally fits the Dao, so it's understandable to be able to detect this.

Qinglan also suddenly realized that she seemed to have done something wrong, so she lowered her head and dared not speak.

Li Luo nodded lightly, and smiled at Qinglan, indicating that he didn't care about it. Everyone present was his confidant, and it didn't hurt to know about it.

Seeing Li Luo admitting this, everyone present was shocked. This is too exaggerated. The magic weapon is not just waiting for nothing. The Taoist weapon has its own spirituality and exists as a magic weapon. How could it be so easy to surrender to its own young immortal? host?
Li Luo smiled without explaining, and waved his hand to signal everyone to leave. Seeing that his master had no intention of explaining, everyone had to forcefully suppress their curiosity, salute and leave, and left Li Luo's room.

Seeing that everyone had left, Li Luo stood up, pondered slightly, and drew a strange trajectory with the startling brush in his right hand, but Li Luo's expression changed.

Although he already has all the inheritance of "Pomo Daxieyi", and Li Luo already thinks that he fully understands this supernatural power, but his hands seem to have their own thoughts, and it is difficult to follow his own mind.

This is also normal, after all, this "Pomo Daxieyi" uses mental power to collide with specific rules in the pen to burst out the maximum power. Although a mere ink dot is enough to kill.

Therefore, it is understandable that this technique is difficult to master quickly, but this is a spiritual technique, and every practice requires a lot of mental energy. It is no wonder that basically no one can practice "Pomo Daxieyi".

Calm down and stop thinking about those irrelevant thoughts, because with the help of the devil and the supply of Amethyst, Li Luo can still maintain a normal daily practice.

Time passed quickly, Li Luo had been in retreat for three months, and he hadn't stepped out of his room for three months, and the guards of the sect became more and more curious, because Li Luo didn't explain anything beforehand, and the retreat was very abrupt.

Not only did there not be any explanation beforehand, even there was no message sent during the retreat. You must understand that with Li Luo's current cultivation base, it is impossible to sit down to be as powerful as possible. Even if a cultivator practices once, it is only a few hours.

The so-called retreat for several months is nothing more than a number of times of practice without going out. In the middle of the journey, you can still use the Taoist talisman to deliver news, but since the retreat, Li Luo has not moved at all. If the devil in everyone's body hadn't clearly told everyone that Li Luo At this moment, they were in a good state of mind, and they really had to worry about whether something happened to Li Luo inside.

Finally, on the eve of the ten-year competition, Li Luo opened the door of the bedroom.

But when they saw Li Luo's current state, everyone was stunned. Li Luo, who used to have an extraordinary demeanor, now looked a bit ruined. The scarlet eyes and disheveled hair all showed that Li Luo was in a very bad state at this time.
But the smile on the corner of Li Luo's mouth surprised everyone.

"Young Immortal Lord?" Qinglan asked with some concern, Li Luo shook her head to indicate that she was fine, "Qinglan Mengyao, help me bathe and change clothes, the others should leave."

The six sect guards looked at each other, and looked at Li Luo with some anxiety. The leader, Lu Hui, gave Ji Mengyao a look: take good care of the Young Immortal Lord.

Ji Mengyao smiled slightly, nodded to indicate that she understood, and Lu Hui left the hall with the five brothers and sisters.

……

Soaked in the purple source dew, Li Luo moaned comfortably, beside Ji Mengyao was using his power to control the Dao fire below to heat the white jade bath,

At the back was leaning on Qinglan's jade knees, Qinglan's white and tender slender catkins gently rubbed Li Luo's temples, seeing that Li Luo seemed to be in a good mood, Qinglan gritted her teeth slightly, and asked: "Sir Why did the Immortal Master not move at all this time, is there any surprise?"

As if feeling the concern of his subordinates, Li Luo slightly turned over, stretched his body and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I am too absorbed in practicing Taoism, if there is no reminder from the Dao clock, I am afraid that I will even miss ten years of Xiaobi. "

Then seeing the expression on Qing Lanming's face, Li Luo was a little stunned.

"What are you thinking? Could something happen if I practice daily retreat?" Li Luo added angrily. Hearing this, Qing Lan stuck out her tongue and stopped talking, and made a victory gesture to Ji Mengyao.

"By the way, Mengyao, what outstanding disciples are there before this ten-year competition? Have you compiled the relevant information?" Li Luo asked.

"Well, I'll go get it for you right away." Although Li Luo didn't order in advance, Ji Mengyao still did her homework consciously. According to Li Luo's previous life, Qinglan is equivalent to Li Luo's life secretary. Ji Mengyao is the administrative secretary.

For now, Li Luo is extremely satisfied with the second daughter.

(End of this chapter)

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