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Chapter 1262 Zhenyuan and Laojun

There is a vortex in front of you.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Li Hongru.

He had never had a good life after meeting Li Hongru.

He knew very well the guy in front of him that was full of lies.

This must have been holding the Zhenguan Sword to do something else, but was caught by the people from the Immortal Court.

Whenever he intervenes, Zhen Yuanzi feels it is difficult for him to balance his role in it.

If you help the Tang Dynasty, you will inevitably be blamed by the Immortal Court, while if you help the Immortal Court, you will openly collide with the Tang Dynasty court.

One is the unpleasant Li Hongru, and the other is the unpleasant Xianting Li Jing.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the two of them and looked at the Zhenguan Sword that was fighting for the focus.

There is trouble when I receive this sword, and there is trouble if I don’t.

"It's early to come back!"

Until this moment, Zhen Yuanzi could only complain about this sentence.

Even if he was leisurely and leisurely outside for a day or a day, he didn't need to make such a choice.

After all, he was still thinking about his eight longevity teas and tanning some fresh tea leaves, which led to the embarrassing situation now.

"unlucky!"

Zhen Yuanzi whispered in a low voice.

He looked at the Zhenguan sword in Li Hongru's hand and waved to Xuanku to follow.

"not bad!"

While Xuan was struggling, Zhen Yuanzi finally felt a little bit of festive things coming out of Wuzhuang Temple.

Wuzhuang Temple's lazy insects turned into dragons, and after him, there was finally someone who could take action.

Not to mention Xuan Ku's strength outside, Xuan Ku has enough power to speak in the small secret realm of Wuzhuangguan.

No matter how bad the fake tenth grade is, he is still a top expert, and it is difficult for many people to restrain him.

With Xuanku's lazy and unmovable temperament, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but feel comforted, thinking that a lazy person like Xuanku was very good at stationing in Wuzhuang Temple.

"I've picked up this sword too, you can leave quickly!"

Seeing Xuanku and Li Hongru getting back and forth, Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and signaled Li Hongru to leave quickly.

"Okay!"

Li Hongru responded happily.

Compared to the previous plan to use the black banana pole to beat Li Jing, Li Hongru felt that he was exempted from a battle with extremely high risk.

He has banana poles and Li Jing also has pagodas. It is hard to say who kills whom.

Even big and small knives can stab people to death. Sometimes life and death do not rely on anyone's treasure to be better.

To be able to kill people, you also need to have the ability to take over or resolve treasures in order to be at ease.

Li Hongru happily sent the Zhenguan Sword out.

He also looked at Li Jing outside Wuzhuang Temple with pride, and saw that the other party was sulking, and he felt even happier.

When he stepped out of Wuzhuang Temple, Li Hongru saw a ball of white clouds flying from the sky in the distance.

When the white cloud blinked, it was still in the distance in the sky. After blinking again, it had already landed in front of Wuzhuang Temple, and its speed was faster than Vishnu's Wheel of Wonderful View.

An old Taoist jumped off above the white cloud, and Jin Tonger and Yin Tonger followed him, collecting magic weapons there.

"Zhenyuan!"

The old Taoist fell down the white clouds and greeted him from afar, which made Zhen Yuanzi in the temple greet him with his legs raised.

"Laojun, why are you here?"

"I heard that you have just achieved the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. You came to explore from the Tushita Palace and discuss the Hunyuan Dao with each other!"

The old Taoist had white hair and beards, wearing a gossip robe and holding a white-haired whisk. It was a fairy-like appearance. It only made people feel good about the eyes. I just felt that the gods should look like this.

"I have experienced many disasters in Hunyuan and have not achieved anything yet, alas!"

Zhen Yuanzi sighed.

If he had met Zhang Zhongjian for decades, his Hunyuan Dao Fruit might have been considered a first fruit.

Now that there is a lack of opportunity, Zhen Yuanzi is in a dilemma. He only feels that his Hunyuan Dao Fruit has a lack of an introduction, which is far from what he once imagined.

He welcomed Laojun politely and then he reentered the Wuzhuang Temple.

"I have lived in Wuzhuang Temple for three months, and I still have some important things to run back. Let's have fun together next time!"

Seeing Jin Tonger and Yin Tonger winking behind Laojun, Li Hongru waved his hand to respond, which made the two Taoist boys turn their heads, and then grinned with Xuan Ku.

"Was the person you injured me just gone?"

When Li Hongru stepped out, Li Jing hummed softly.

"No way, I can't leave" Li Hongrudao: "I suffered serious internal injuries when I was having a conversation with the four kings, so I could only run back to Chang'an to seek medical treatment!"

"You were injured too?" Li Jing said suspiciously.

"I'm seriously injured now." Li Hongru nodded and said, "The King of Growth almost killed me with one sword. The King of Duowen's Hunyuan Umbrella took away our weapons and magic weapons. The King of Pipa's pipa glyrics hurt people. The King of Guangmu's soul pressed me so hard that I couldn't move. I was punched and bleeding from my internal organs!"

"It's true?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, ask a few kings!"

Li Hongru replied to Li Jing and then pointed at the four heavenly kings.

"right!"

"That's it!"

"Although we were injured, he didn't please me!"

"Don't look at him having nothing on the surface, he has actually been hit hard by us!"

"Master Marshal, the injuries on the body of our body are somewhat different from those of our soul. You cannot just look at the appearance, but also pay attention to the inner world."

"He can't do it inside."

...

The four kings had a gray face and showed up to Wuzhuang Temple, and each of them had a dull face.

After Li Hongru showed weakness, the four people opened their mouths and felt that their face had been recovered.

"Since this is the case, I will not punish you. If you commit another crime next time, don't blame me for bullying the small ones for the big ones!"

Not only the mysterious suffering of Wuzhuang Temple, Li Hongru also seems to have some connection with Jin Tonger and Yin Tonger, and Li Jing does not want to take action rashly.

Moreover, the Zhenguan Sword is missing, and Li Jing feels that there is no reason to deal with Li Hongru.

He had been in the realm for a long time, and the Immortal Court obviously had noticed it, so he could have Laojun entered the Wuzhuang Temple after he entered the realm of the realm.

Although Li Hongru sent the Zhenguan Sword to Wuzhuangguan for custody, if Laojun delayed his preaching, Zhen Yuanzi would not expect to send the sword back to the Tang Dynasty Palace.

He hummed slightly, and then mentioned the two severely damaged kings.

Several golden thunders flashed, and then rushed into the sky again, leaving far away.

"Flying Zong's ability, magic weapon, number of people..."

Based on what I saw through these days, Li Hongru only felt that the foundation of the Immortal Court was far superior to that of the Brahmins.

However, the four great practitioners guarding the city gate each have their own magic weapons and means, and the four people have extremely high cultivation level.

If one is not investigated, or the details are seen through, Li Hongru will also be damaged in the hands of these people.

As the front-line combat power of the court, Li Hongru could only play chess with the opponent's Heavenly King guarding the city gate.

This sense of contrast undoubtedly suppressed Li Hongru's little thought of expanding strength.

He only felt that even if he had entered the eighth grade of the Yuanshen, it would be difficult for him to be like Hou Junji.

There is no rampantness or arrogance. Only by maintaining the state of mind can he move forward steadily in the future.

"Maybe, can I laugh three times when I'm at the ninth grade?"

Thinking about Li Jing's ability to enter the ninth grade of the soul to shoot Brahma, Li Hongru felt that only then could he be proud.

He stepped lightly on his feet, and then there was wind and waves swaying, flying towards Tuhun Kingdom.
Chapter completed!
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