Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens

In the Luotian Dajiao martial arts arena, Feng Shayan successfully beat Zhang Chulan for a while and then "accidentally ran away due to exhaustion".

Zhang Chulan, who won the second victory in this way, once again successfully gained a lot of infamy, and the odds continued to drop from 100 to 120, leaving other players far behind.

After leaving the competition venue, Zhang Chulan restrained his playful smile and became extremely distressed. Feng Baobao, who came up to him, punched him twice.

"Well... Sister Baoer, why did you hit me?"

"You are confused inside, tell me what's going on."

"I really can't hide it from you." Zhang Chulan smiled bitterly, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Do you think I have a chance to beat Senior Brother Lu if we really fight?"

After watching the battle between Lu Ke and Deng Youfu, he felt that his three views were about to be shattered. What is the Yang God, and what is the thousand-year-old snake demon, the competition venue was shattered, and it felt like running from a martial arts crew to a cultivation crew.

"Of course there is. If he stands there without resistance and lets you kill him, there is still a chance."

"...I mean a serious fight!" Zhang Chulan smiled bitterly.

Feng Baobao looked at him as if he was looking at Shenjin, "He doesn't need a second move to kill you. One slap will flatten you."

From Zhang Chulan to Zhang Chulan, one step.

"Then if he fights you, how many moves does it take?"

"Two moves." Feng Baobao counted on his fingers, "He probably can't kill me in one move, but he can definitely kill me in the second move."

Zhang Chulan also relaxed. Since he couldn't beat him, he had to join in. "Sister Baoer, don't wait until the Luotian Dajiao is over. Find a chance to pass the Lao Nong Gong to Brother Lu tonight."

Give it in advance, just as a good relationship.

"Listen to you." Feng Baobao nodded, and then reminded, "Two people are approaching, they look like troublemakers."

"Huh? Dare to be so unscrupulous in Longhu Mountain..." Zhang Chulan frowned, guessing that it was probably the work of a big shot, most likely one of the Ten Masters.

"Sister Baoer, stay away from me and go find the third and fourth brothers."

The status of the Ten Masters in the Alien World is very high, but no matter how high it is, it is not as high as the company backed by the country.

"Okay." Feng Baobao did not hesitate and ran away obediently.

Zhang Chulan was relieved when he saw her back disappear from his sight. In fact, he could just call someone to find someone. The main purpose of asking her to call someone was to prevent her from falling into the sight of those big shots.

No one does not desire immortality. The more powerful one is, the more obsessed and nostalgic one is for this world. If someone discovers the secret of Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan dare not think about what will happen next.

Fortunately, Feng Baobao's intermittent wit has recurred!

...

In the house prepared separately for the Ten Masters in Longhu Mountain.

Wang Ai and Lu Ci sat on two chairs side by side, waiting for their men to bring Zhang Chulan over. The house was silent, with a faint sense of solemnity.

"Is it too risky to interrogate Zhang Chulan in the Tianshi Mansion?"

After a long while, Lu Ci broke the silence.

"Oh, then you agree too, don't you?" Wang Ai said coldly, "We don't hurt him, we just want to verify whether he has the source of Qi. The old master won't blame us for this. If he really has it, you and I both understand the weight of this thing, don't we?"

Lv Ci was silent for a moment. He knew that the incomplete Eight Wonders of Minghunshu, which had not been cultivated to a high level by Lu's disciples, had benefited his Lu family a lot.

Over the years, many once prominent and prestigious families have disappeared on the stage of history, but his Lu family is still one of the four major families, and its territory is only higher than before.

How terrible is the secret art of modifying the soul, and that is only a small part of the means of Shuangquanshou.

I don't know what kind of surprises the source of Qi will have.

At this time, Wang Cong came in from the door, with a murderous look in his eyes, and he didn't look very happy, and he spoke very aggrievedly.

"Grandfather, we failed. The two beasts of the Deng family ran away very fast. We even found a Taoist priest to escort them down the mountain."

"Which Taoist priest?"

"It seems to be called Rongshan, and he is of high rank."

"He is a high-ranking Taoist priest in the Tianshi Mansion, the ninth disciple of the old Tianshi." Wang Ai frowned and waved his hand, "Forget it, you go down first."

"Grandfather, I want it! Such a powerful spirit, if I can..."

"Okay, go down!" Wang Ai's face sank, "Grandfather will find you another opportunity, be obedient."

Wang Bing showed reluctance in his eyes, his eyeballs were red, as if he had suffered a great injustice, and he stayed for a long time before leaving.

Lv Ci, who had listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson in silence, grinned, "Everyone says that I, Lv Ci, am a mad dog. Now it seems that you, Wang Ai, are also crazy. Don't you know the importance of the family fairy to the shaman lineage?"

Wang Ai smiled coldly, "As long as it is not done in person and someone sees it, who dares to slander my Wang family!"

"She, Guan Shihua, had better stay in her own territory and watch those beasts, otherwise it will be her own fault if something happens."

"Heh..."

Lv Ci was too lazy to argue with him anymore. He felt that Wang Ai's behavior in recent years has become more and more extreme and crazy.

From this, he thought of himself again.

In order to give birth to descendants with innate supernatural powers, the Lv family has almost all been close relatives in recent years. Occasionally, a few men who were recruited to marry into the family must also be isolated in Lvjia Village, doing everything possible to prevent the bloodline from being spread and diluted. This behavior violates human ethics, which is crazy.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether they had mastered the Eight Wonders or the Eight Wonders had controlled their Lu family.

He almost forgot what the Lu family was like before. Lu Ci was a little absent-minded, and said in a complicated tone: "I remember that you had some feelings for Guan Shihua before."

Wang Ai was stunned, and his face twitched, "It's a long time ago, why bring it up again."

Don't say that he didn't get along with Guan Shihua, it was just some confused thoughts when he was young. Even if they were together, he would not let go of those high-quality elves!

There was a knock on the door, and Lu Gong led Zhang Chulan in silently.

"Zhang Chulan, I finally see you." Wang Ai put on a kind old face, and at first glance he seemed to be an elder who cared about the younger generation.

Lu Ci directly brought up the topic, "Zhang Chulan, I don't like to beat around the bush. Hand over the source of Qi, and you can ask for any conditions you want."

"Ouch!" Zhang Chulan smiled and touched the back of his head, "Don't make fun of me, two old men, I really don't know this. Quan Xing also asked me for the source of Qi, but he didn't get anything, right?"

"Zhang Chulan." Lu Ci gave Lu Gong on the side a look, "The man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing the treasure. If you hand it over, no one will bother you."

"You two, how can I give you something I don't have?" Zhang Chulan was still joking, but heard the sound of a door closing. He looked back and found that Lu Gong had closed the door.

"Be honest... huh?"

Lv Ci suddenly found something wrong, "What's that light in your pocket?"

Lv Gong, who was close to him, panicked, "It's a cell phone, he's talking to someone!"

Wang Ai's face also changed, "Boy, who are you calling?"

"Well..." Zhang Chulan smiled and rubbed his hands.

"It's for me."

The door was suddenly kicked open by someone, and the huge force made the door fly out, hit the wall, and scattered all over the floor.

Lu Ke strode into the room and looked around, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Zhang Chulan happily stuck to him.

"No, you came at the right time."

--My work and rest schedule has been too messy recently. I'm always worried about not writing well and the data falling. I refresh the background 800 times a day.

The big guys in the group said that this is the anxiety disorder of novices before the new book is put on the shelves, and it will be better after it is put on the shelves...

But there is still half a month before the shelf! ! !

I'm going crazy