However, compared to last month, there seemed to be a little spiritual light in their eyes at this moment, and those spiritual objects that were originally somewhat spiritual have even more spiritual light in their eyes.

"Squeak~~"

The gate of the bamboo house opened and Tu Mengmei walked out.

The scene in the mountainside came into view. When I walked into the stream, I sat casually on a bluestone. Next to her was a snow-white little rabbit, but I didn't notice the existence of Tu Mengmei at all.

Looking at the colorful koi in the stream, Tu Mengmei suddenly felt a little confused about her East China Sea dragon carp.

As time goes by, Zhou Fan's sermon ends again.

"I only preach but not understand the truth!"

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he saw a monk woke up from addiction and opened his mouth to ask, so he spoke indifferently.

Seeing this, those monks could only swallow their words in their hearts.

"This rumor is actually true!"

Among this dark monk, a young monk looked at the disappeared Yuntai and kept thinking about the mysterious Daoyin in his mind. He couldn't help but think of a thin figure with a firm look.

"If Brother Zhang learned about it, he would definitely be very happy!"

...

Six thousand miles away from Heqi City, there is a big city called Yigu City.

In a house called Zhang Mansion, Zhang Chukun was sitting cross-legged.

From the moment he saw a monk flying with his sword when he was young, he felt a desire to seek the Tao in his heart.

After his parents died early, he devoted himself to seeking the truth and worked extremely hard.

However, not everything in this world can be obtained by hard work.

He has no immortal roots.

Therefore, even if he spent all his family wealth and sought all kinds of sects, he would have hit a wall.

In the end, I was lucky enough to get an ordinary qi cultivation method and came to this place of casual cultivator and settled in Yigu City.

"Huh~"

Zhang Chukun slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up.

"Is it still not possible!"

He felt the pitiful little chance of spiritual energy in his body with a bitter face. Even though he had known it for a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.

He is already forty-five this year and is getting older.

The energy is no longer as it used to be. What's more important is that the huge wealth of the family is almost exhausted.

However, the final result was the pitifully few spiritual energy in this body.

"Is it possible that I am destined to have no fate to practice? God, how unfair you!!!"

Thinking of all the experiences he had experienced over the years for his practice, he couldn't help but scream.

Just because he had no immortal roots, he blocked him outside the gate of the great way he had dreamed of.

It seemed as if he was born destined.

How cruel this is.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~~~"

At this time, someone was knocking on the door outside the courtyard.

Zhang Chukun was a little confused. After his parents died early, he had long since he wanted to ask for the truth.

After moving to Yigu City, he focused on his practice and was almost isolated from the outside world.

The only few friends are also traveling abroad, so where are there anyone here?

With doubts, Zhang Chukun left the room, walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, and frowned when he saw the visitor, but he didn't know him.

"Is it Mr. Zhang Chukun or Mr. Zhang?"

The person who came was dressed in a servant and was very respectful in his words.

"I am!"

Upon hearing this, the servant spoke respectfully with his hands and sent a letter: "This is a letter from my master who specially sent to Lord Zhang in an urgent manner! My master's surname is Luo!"

Suddenly, Zhang Chukun, who was already a little confused, spread his eyebrows and said, "But Fellow Daoist Luo Junluo?"
Chapter completed!