Chapter 42

Luo Chuan thought for a long time and finally gave up. It may be really impossible for scattered people to build a foundation.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, Luo Chuan recalled the sabre breath used by Chen Yusheng in the wind Palace during the day.

"There are four levels of momentum: breath, meaning, image and momentum. These four levels of momentum are mainly used to increase the power of the Dharma school. They all rely on natural understanding. If you have understanding, you can understand it once. If you don't have understanding, you can't understand it for a lifetime."

The memory of Jiulong Jun floated in his mind. Luo Chuan looked up at the changing situation in the sky and gradually fell into meditation.

The night is thick and the blue moon is like ice.

Luo Fu finally opened his eyes. Her eyes are clear and moving, like two springs. Her skin is also much whiter and more delicate than before, and her cheeks are more pink and tender. In the original heroic and charming mature charm, there is a trace of girl's luster and temperament.

At this time, she was bathed in the moonlight, glittering and translucent all over her body. From a distance, she looked like a sapphire crystal. This is also because after building the foundation, the Qi machine of Luofu reached a peak and attracted moonlight. However, because the realm is not enough, it can not be absorbed by pores, so it can only condense around Luofu.

The most satisfying thing for Luo Chuan is not the appearance of Luo Fu, but the cultivation state of Luo Fu.

At this time, her skill has not been improved and her breath is not stable. However, the breath flowing from her body is incomparably full of vitality, new, more ethereal and flexible, and more infinite possibilities than before.

"Congratulations to Taoist friends." Luo Chuan turned to Luo Fu and pretended to bow his hands.

Luo Fu burst out laughing.

"Don't tease your aunt."

Staring at Luo Chuan, Luo Fu couldn't hide his joy on his face, showing more amorous feelings.

"The way to cultivate immortals is the way, and the heart is the foundation. Ordinary people often think they have the way, but they don't know it's just their delusion, as if the snake can never become a real dragon." a mocking voice in indifference came from outside the door.

Luo Chuan's eyelids jumped. Until just now, he didn't find anyone approaching.

"What person!" Li Quanfu jumped high and turned around. He saw a group of young friars swarming in.

Luo Chuan looked around and saw that there were 11 people, all under the age of 20, wearing a unified gray white fish dragon pattern Taiyin Taoist robe. And their breath is equivalent to that of the scattered people, that is, the fourth step of building the foundation,

The skill of building four steps of the foundation and dispersing the people's territory. The power of these eleven people is enough to level the martial arts and Taoism circles of the Tang Dynasty.

"Are you?" Luo Chuan asked, but he guessed the answer in his heart.

"Are you the son of Chuan who made a lot of noise in the wind hall during the day?" the speaker stood at the end of the crowd and didn't answer the question. His tone was indifferent, but he unconsciously showed a superior demeanor.

"It's my childe," Li Quanfu said proudly.

"That's you, who want to rob us of the place of Beihai enlightenment?" another person asked, in a much sharper tone than the previous person, a young girl with a green crown.

"Who said that?" Luo Chuan picked his eyebrows and felt a little bad in his heart.

"Why, don't you dare to admit it? Who doesn't know who comes out of the wind rising hall?" a young man with the same green crown sneered.

"Several misunderstandings." Luo Fu grabbed in front of Luo Chuan and said with a smile: "Luo Chuan just wants to see it. As for grabbing the quota of Beihai enlightenment, it must be some unscrupulous outsiders who gossip and alienate you."

Luo Fu has also been a young Lord for so many years. At least in terms of human and worldly sophistication, he is much better than the young sect disciples. In addition, she has just built Jide Road, her face is more delicate and charming, her eyes are clear, which makes her feel good.

The troubled young man with a green crown showed doubt.

"I didn't tell you that when I saw the guy Chen Yusheng, I knew the news was unreliable." a tall young man with a fiery red crown standing behind the crowd smiled and said, "you don't believe it. You have to disturb younger martial brother Chuan."

At this time, Luo Chuan had seen that not everyone came to trouble him.

The eleven were divided into two groups, one group of six and one group of five. The six were led by several people who had attacked him before, and looked arrogant. And the other five people, it seems that they are not much interested, just to cope with it. One of them attracted Luo Chuan's attention. The man was only eighteen or nine years old, but there was a faint sadness in his eyebrows.

Just as the atmosphere gradually eased, the girl's voice sounded.

"Eh, are you the female martial arts that makes Chen Yusheng jealous? It's really charming. No wonder you can sell a high price of 60000 Yin coins. It's just that people whose cultivation is a little low and who are almost 30 years old have not built a third level foundation."

It's the young girl with the green crown. Her age is 17 or 18. She looks innocent, but her words are very sharp.

Luo Fu lowered his head. Although there was no expression on his face, he was obviously depressed.

Luo Chuan suddenly raised his head and stared at the girl coldly: "don't blame me for not giving face!"

Li Quanfu also smiled coldly: "so you're here to find something?"

LV Ping did not speak, but he also clenched his fist and looked desperate.

"I said younger martial brother Chuan, why do you like to hang out with some slaves." at this time, a faint laughter came from behind several people: "fat man, do you remember me?"

Li Quanfu was stunned and looked puzzled.

I saw a slightly short figure walking out from behind the green crowned girl. It was a 17-year-old boy wearing a golden Taoist crown. He was looking at Li Quanfu teasingly. Except for the boy with a sad face, the others looked at the short boy with respect.

"Joke, Master Li, how can I know you, a little boy." Li Quan said carelessly.

"Really?" the young man narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Fourteen years ago, there was a small Gang in Furong Town on the southwest border of the state of Tang who dared to collect transit fees with my second uncle."

"It's you! You're the child! Sure enough... You're the immortal family." Li Quanfu took three steps back, his face twisted almost thrilled, and screamed.

"Hahaha... Don't you remember. Now your skill has been restored, but unfortunately, it's reduced to being a slave." the golden crown young man laughed, shook his head and said, "to tell you the truth, if you're not a little person like you, how can I remember it?"

With that, the golden crown youth looked over Li Quanfu and fell to Luo Chuan who said nothing: "introduce myself. My surname is Lu and my name is Boya. Now I am the main peak disciple of the golden peak in the empty mountain boundary. You can also introduce me to be close to our future inner disciples."

"Tang Yan'er, the main disciple of Cuizhu peak."

"Yin Chen, the main disciple of Cuizhu peak."

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The five people gathered around LV Boya reported their names and their peak heads in turn. They came from Jinfeng peak, Heilong peak and Cuizhu peak respectively, which were similar to the color of the Taoist crowns they wore. The other five people did not speak and looked on coldly.

Just then, Li Quanfu suddenly regained his mind, raised his head and stared at LV Boya with hatred. With his strange injury for more than ten years, he had a countless relationship with the young man in front of him. It can be said that if LV Boya hadn't said a word casually in those days, Li Quanfu wouldn't have fallen to this point.

LV Boya looked at Li Quanfu contemptuously, then smiled and said to Luo Chuan, "when I was young, your servant once offended me. I came to say hello to younger martial brother Luo and give this servant to me. I'll give you ten martial servants in the great ethereal realm. How about it?"

Glancing at Li Quanfu, who looked at himself "pitifully", Luo Chuan slowly got up: "the last person who said this was Ning Tong of Baodu mountain. After saying this, he became a dead man."

The disciples' faces changed slightly, and there was a trace of strangeness in their eyes towards Luo Chuan.

"Puff", Tang Yane