On the branches of the moon

Lu Zeyu was eating a big pot of rice, and he saw that the village was already brightly lit, but no one came to deliver the food tonight.

"Aren't you supposed to come to deliver food?"

Just when Lu Zeyu was confused.

"Thunder Control Technique!"

Crack

A white light suddenly appeared, and with a bang, a ball of white thunder exploded in front of Lu Zeyu, and the rice grains splashed, and the large iron pot was directly fried to pieces.

Lu Zeyu was holding a ball of charred rice with rice grains on his face.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Zeyu looked at a monk who came over in front of him. The man was named Lin Dong, who was Lin Yuanfu's nephew.

"What are you doing? Of course I'm here to teach you a good lesson."

Lin Dong had just finished speaking, with a suspicion on his face. He had just used a low-level thunder control technique. This kid should be swelling now, but in addition to the burnt rice and coarse cloth clothes, the kid was still energetic.

Whoosh

Lin Dong pulled out the sword at his hand, and there was a thunder and lightning seal on the hilt.

"Hmph, boy, do you know how much we lost today? Don't blame me tonight..."

Lin Dong was so angry that he stepped forward, watching Lu Zeyu still picking up the rice grains on his face and eating them.

This guy has a problem with his brain!

Bark ji

Lu Zeyu ate the burnt ball of rice and saw Lin Dong raising his sword to come.

"I'll fight, I'll say it earlier."

Lu Zeyu smiled happily, looking at the sword that was stabbing, flashing with white lightning. He slowly swung his fist and jingled forward with a jingle.

Lin Dong looked at the sword in his hand in shock and shattered directly, but at this moment, a crystal white sword passed through his eyes.

"Is it a hidden method?"

Lin Dong just looked to the left when a white aperture appeared and Tianxin walked out of the aperture.

"Go back and tell Lin Yuanfu that I can pretend that I didn't see what happened tonight. I will practice your medicine well, and I will give the Taoist order."

Although Lin Dong was angry that his middle-grade sword was shattered by Tianxin, he still bowed. Sure enough, the Daoya government had noticed that there was something wrong with their goods.

But at this time, Lin Dong felt something was wrong. Just now, he obviously felt a force, and it was this force that shattered his sword, not the young master Tianxin who took action on the side.

Lin Dong glanced at Lu Zeyu with his fist raised.

"Don't you fight?"

While Lu Zeyu was speaking, he pinched his nose with one hand. He looked at Tianxin and Lin Dong sneered.

I thought, it must be an illusion?

After all, a remote boy who doesn’t even have a Taoist root should have been the sword of Mr. Tianxin just now. After all, the ice jade sword in his hand is a rare weapon for Taoist masters.

"Little brother, I want to ask you, how do you know..."

Lu Zeyu raised his hand and pinched his nose and retreated to the main house.

"Don't come over, it's too smelly."

Tianxin was stunned immediately, his eyebrows and eyes were like frost, and a breeze blew by.

A moment of self-deprecating laughter at the sky and retreated outside the fence garden.

I just saved him, and not only did he not thank me, but he was insulting this, but what he said was the truth!

Tian Xin was completely angry, but instead felt happy because of the simple move just now.

The power of this attack made him unable to believe it. He just wanted to push away the opponent's sword and click until it was done, but he didn't want to directly break the opponent's sword.

Looking at the luster of this broken sword, Tianxin also knew that it was at least medium-grade or above.

"What's the use of great success in cultivation!"

Tianxin sighed, looking at the Haoyue in front of him, but his heart was filled with pain.

"Little brother, you haven't answered me yet."

Lu Zeyu pinched his nose and muttered.

"I can see."

Tianxin looked confused and bowed.

"Little brother, Tian saves you today. I hope you can go to the Daoya Temple to prove it one day. I hope you don't mention these three flower sects to outsiders. If you mention them again, you may be worried about your life."

After saying that, Tianxin looked back at Lu Zeyu who was plugging his nostrils with orange peels. He was not listening to him at all. He became angry, but soon smiled calmly.

After Tianxin left, Lu Zeyu could finally breathe. He looked at the broken sword on the ground and scratched his head in confusion.

"Why are their cultivators' weapons so crisp, they can break with a slight touch."

This is the first time Lu Zeyu has fought with a cultivator. As long as it is a fight, Lu Zeyu will not refuse anyone, but will feel an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.

But he has not had a chance to take action in three years, especially those famous monks, Lu Zeyu really wants to compete with them.

Lu Zeyu couldn't figure it out. He just used the force of chopping firewood to shatter the sword.

While thinking, Lu Zeyu walked towards the pile of firewood and picked up the black iron lumps on the ground.

This thing seems to be quite hard. I have been using it for so long but it hasn't broken. Let's try it.

Lu Zeyu threw the iron lump gently, his eyes sharp, and his clenched right fist hit him with a thunderous force.
Chapter completed!