If Tianhe can crack Laba porridge, then even if the raw materials are insufficient, these friends here can at least supply many people with it. Now in front of the underworld, they are as fragile as ants. However, after having this Laba porridge, it is another extreme.

However, if this is the case, I would be a little sorry for Longmu.

After all, Long Mu had never made things difficult for him before, and even gave him Laba porridge, sent someone to search for Zhou Bo, and even sent a boat to send him away. However, his behavior was a bit unlucky, and it belonged to the type of stealing intellectual property rights? However, although I felt a little sorry for Long Mu, considering the difficulties I am facing now, Zi Ye could only say sorry. For Zi Ye, the most important thing now is undoubtedly how to keep the Emei Sect. This is the thing Zi Ye considered the most.

At worst, let’s make some compensation for Longmu when you encounter Longmu in the future.

Moreover, the purple leaves of this Laba porridge will not be allowed to circulate within a large range, at most it will be circulated within a small range. Otherwise, I will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Zhou Bo was originally planning to stay to help defend the Emei Sect, but was rejected by Zi Ye. Although Zhou Bo is a very powerful combat power, I think the underworld would not make a comeback so soon. To be honest, it is beyond the reach.

Although the members of the underworld are very strong,... the underworld has a fatal disadvantage, that is, the number of real core people is too small. There are only a few thousand people in the underworld, and they are the real core members. Although this behavior increases the mystery of the underworld, these thousands of people have improved their strength quite rapidly under the worship of countless players, but... this also leaves a huge trouble for the underworld.

There are only a few thousand people who are truly available, but they want to rely on thousands of people to rule the entire martial arts world. There is no doubt that this is not realistic. What the underworld lacks is the soldiers that are as overwhelming as the World Club. These are two extremes. There are as many soldiers as the World Club. However, there are very few masters. There are many masters in the Underworld, but there are too few soldiers.

Now, if the underworld wants to master the power of these sects, it may not be because of the intention of increasing its own soldiers.

It’s just a pity. Now it’s too late. Now the purple leaves have returned. Purple leaves are the spiritual symbol of the Emei Sect. You may not dare to resist before, but after the purple leaves appear, this situation has changed. Millions of players in the Emei Sect, each of them is full of fighting spirit. Even if the top masters in the underworld appear, what can it be? Millions of players can drown those people even if they are submerged... One person vs. millions of players? There are no such powerful players in the soul world.

With that bottle of Laba porridge, Zhou Bo left.

With dragon blood and Laba porridge, a group of masters can be cultivated.

Zhou Bo still knew about the place where Tianhe lived in seclusion. It took about two days to arrive at Tianhe's residence.

Although the raw materials for Laba porridge are complicated and secret, Tianhe did not disappoint Zhou Bo, but just tasted it for a little while. He immediately inferred the raw materials based on the taste. Although it was only speculated and whether it really remains to be verified, it is extraordinary to be able to do this.

The materials are easy to find. Although some of them are quite secret and few people know, Tianhe knows it very well. What makes Tianhe feel troublesome is that the refining of this thing is quite cumbersome. In Tianhe, even if there are enough raw materials, it will take at least one month to refine this Laba porridge.

The time was too long, and Zhou Bo had no choice but to leave Tianhe for the time being. As for Lan Feng'er, he continued to stay here and study. Tianhe's poison level was far higher than Lan Feng'er. This was a blow to Lan Feng'er and also a driving force. In a short period of time, Lan Feng'er was like a sea surface, madly drawing various knowledge from Tianhe.

As for Zhou Bo, he left first.

There are still many things to deal with in the soul world. Now for Zhou Bo, the most important thing is... Yun Ji, where did Yun Ji go?

Li Qiushui, Mu Wanqing and Youqiao were together, and among the six gates, it was quite safe, and Lan Feng'er was also very safe. Zi Ye didn't hear any other news. Now Zhou Bo was most worried about Yun Ji. Because of Yun Ji's obstruction, the death of the three heroes of the Demon Sect was caused. For the underworld, it was a crime of defection. The underworld dealt with the crime of defection was quite cruel. Zhou Bo was very worried about whether Yun Ji would be treated in the underworld.

Unfortunately, there is no news on the underworld.

The information about Liushemen is the most extensive. Zhou Bo is preparing to go to Liushemen to inquire and see if he can get any information.

However, when Zhou Bo was halfway through, he paused.

Zhou Bo met a person who was the most unlikely to appear here...that fat man.

The fat man who gave himself Yun Ji to Xiake Island in Shaolin Temple before; even if he continued to push forward, he would find that this fat man had appeared in many places, such as the restaurant in Luoyang City... That Bai Xiaosheng, the world-famous...

This fat man seemed to know where Zhou Bo was going and what he was going to do, as if he was waiting on this road... That feeling made Zhou Bo very strange. This fat man seemed to know everything, and even Zhou Bo couldn't see the depth of his strength.

Who is such a guy?

Zhou Bo's figure stopped, and looked at the fat man squatting on the tree branch in front of him, as if he was asleep, and he didn't see him like himself... His face was full of strangeness and he coughed softly: "Cough, this...sen, are you looking for something?"

This is an official road, the only way to the capital. And the fat man fell asleep on a tree branch next to the official road, and there were even a few sparrows erected a bird's nest on the messy head. Who knows how long this guy has been sleeping here, his uncle's...

Nothing happens...

After Zhou Bo said this, the fat man in front of him remained motionless, still lying on the tree branch, sleeping like a dead pig.

Zhou Bo couldn't help but feel black in his head. This guy... even if he slept to death, he wouldn't have to sleep to this extent, right?
Chapter completed!