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Chapter 2192 Young Master Changle, Wu Ziqi

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    Above the Nine Realms of Thunder Tribulation, there are immortals.

    Those above the Nine Realms of Human Immortals are called Martial Gods.

    For some reason, according to the information found on Xianwang, Luo Yun feels that this martial arts system seems to be specially opposed to the cultivation system.

    In short, he does not rely on magic weapons or hibiscus wood now, and he can rival the monks of the God Splitting Stage at the highest.

    Once the first stage of Zulongjue "Dragon King Comes into the World" is opened, the combat power has doubled a hundred times, and it is not a problem to fight against monks in the Mahayana period after passing through the three great realms.

    And you must know that the Mahayana period of the fairy world and the Mahayana period of the lower realm are completely two concepts, and the strength can be six or seven times different.

    With just one night of practice, the improvement is so great, and it will be worthwhile to retreat for decades in the future?

    "Golden pill will be formed tomorrow."

    "The day after tomorrow Chong Yuanying."

    "Strive to overcome the thunder calamity this week, and it is the kind that can survive several thunder disasters in one breath."

    Luo Yun is full of confidence.

    "Master, it's time to get up early, uh"

    At this time, a servant came in to call him, and was surprised to find that Luo Yun had already woken up, full of energy and energy.

    This is simply unbelievable!

    The third son of their family is notoriously lethargic and stays in bed, so he basically has to wake him up half an hour in advance.  Moreover, he often slept in school and was severely punished by the master. Why did he wake up so early today?

    "Xiao Yangzi, you don't need to wake up my son from now on."

    Luo Yun had already put on his clothes and walked out with his hands behind his back.

    Xiaoyangzi: ""

    The Duke of Wu's Mansion has strict rules and regulations.

    Other princes and nobles went to school in carriages and sedan chairs, but Luo Yuanwu ordered him to ride a horse by himself, saying it was to exercise his physical strength.

    Grandma, this stingy father, if it wasn't for the teleportation formations everywhere in Chang'an City, he ran to death ten bloody horses, and he wouldn't be able to reach the school before Chen Shi (7 o'clock).

    "Third Young Master, why did you get up so early today?"

    On Chang'an Street.

    The old manager surnamed Fan of the Duke of Wu's mansion personally sent Luo Yun to school every day.

    "Because I got up early."

    Luo Yun came up with a piece of nonsense about literature, which almost made it impossible for Boss Fan to fix it.

    The streets of Chang'an are as prosperous as a brocade, like a raging fire cooking oil, and the prosperity is undoubtedly.

    Luo Yun rode on the horse, looked around, and couldn't help reciting a sentence: "The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!"

    "oh?"

    Elder Fan, who was following behind, raised his eyebrows: "The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day? Well, a good poem, a good poem, third son, who wrote this sentence?"

    "Of course it's my work!"

    Luo Yun is very shameless.

    "Ha ha."

    Old Fan was amused.

    He sends Luo Yun to school every day, how much does his son weigh?  He still doesn't know?

    He didn't point it out, thinking it should be written by the second lady.

    Some passers-by heard this sentence, chewed it over and over again, and nodded frequently. This sentence is simply a stroke of magic, and it vividly interprets the four words "spring breeze".

    But when they turned their heads to look for Luo Yun, the latter had already disappeared into the crowd on his horse.

    Arriving at a teleportation array, Luo Yun and Fan Lao moved to the south gate of the imperial city hundreds of thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

    This teleportation array is for the exclusive use of kings and grandchildren, and ordinary people can't enjoy it even if they spend money.

    "It seems that the Great Tang Empire has a very close relationship with Immortal Dao. This teleportation array is so stable that it can only be built by an immortal talisman master."

    "I can't even build it in the lower world, let alone the fairy world."

    Luo Yun was thinking about this in his heart.

    Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came to my ears.

    "Luo Yun, I heard that your kid was kidnapped from the Duke of Wu's mansion by a master of Taoism and disappeared for half a month! You actually came back with healthy limbs?"

    This voice, very young, no more than ten years old, came from inside a carriage.

    Luo Yun turned his head to look, and a few words popped out of his mouth: "Young Master Changle, Wu Ziqi"

    "Why, Luo Yun, I haven't seen you for half a month, and you don't know me anymore?"

    A small hand wearing a green jade finger puller opened the car curtain, and a thin and immature face appeared in Luo Yun's eyes, with a strong sense of hostility on it.

    He glanced at Luo Yun's horse, and sighed:

    "Hey, Luo Yun, you are also the third son of Duke Wu, why do you ride such a poor horse every day?We study together every day, and I will be ashamed of you!  "

    "Come here, take one of my bloody horses and give it to Mr. Yun!"

    Several subordinates with profound cultivation bases nodded quickly: "Yes, young master."

    Sweaty horse!

    Luo Yun's eyes shone brightly.

    Pulling the cart for Wu Ziqi were four fierce horses, each with a shoulder height of more than two meters. Standing there, they looked like giant beasts attacking the city.

    ?Sweaty and bloody horse, with infinite strength, can travel thousands of miles a day, and is often used to measure the strength of martial arts.

    Normally speaking, a martial artist bursting out with all his strength can grab five galloping sweaty horses, and the five horses cannot separate their corpses.

    The Tang Empire does not have BMWs of this level, only in the Yunmeng Grassland in the north, the number is extremely rare, and they are only circulated among nobles.

    Of course, Duke Wu's mansion has a better horse than the sweaty horse, but Luo Yuanwu won't let him ride it!

    Really convinced, Luo Yun thought to himself, there is a Rolls Royce at home, so I won¡¯t drive it

    He sighed slightly in his heart, then cupped his hands:

    "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your kindness, but I have ridden this little white horse for almost three years, and I have feelings for it, so I am reluctant to change it."

    Upon hearing this, the guards of the Marquis of Changle stopped leading the horse.

    "Well¡­¡­"

    "What did he just say? Thank you, Young Master???"

    Wu Ziqi was a little confused.

    Luo Yun, when did you become so polite?

    Shouldn't you rush up and spit on yourself?

    For this reason, he specially found someone to refine a magic weapon, which can absorb all the saliva of the enemy, and return it back with ten times the strength. Why doesn't this guy play his cards according to the routine?  ?

    Elder Fan also found it incredible.

    Today's third son is too abnormal. If the master hadn't confirmed it, he really thought that the third son was taken away by someone.

    "Old Fan, I'm leaving. You don't have to pick me up at night. I've grown up and can go home by myself."

    As Luo Yun said, he entered Mingde Gate without looking back.

    Both Wu Ziqi and Fan Lao looked confused.

    "Catch up and squeeze him!"

    Wu Ziqi snorted coldly, and after ordering the guards to enter the city gate, he intentionally jostled Luo Yun with a carriage.

    "You little brat, are you uncomfortable?"

    Luo Yun was displeased, and quietly opened the first stage of the Ancestral Dragon Jue "Dragon King Comes into the World".

    "Roar¡ª¡ª!!!"

    An indescribable ancient coercion erupted from Luo Yun's body, he controlled it with the water waterfall fairy clothes, and quietly released a trace.

    Just a trace.

    "Bah!!??"

    The four sweaty and bloody horses in Changle Hou Mansion were frightened instantly, one fainted on the spot, and the remaining three raised their hooves like crazy, broke free from the reins desperately, and fled from where Luo Yun was.

    "What's going on? What's wrong with the horse!"

    "Coach Wang! Ouch, my head¡ª¡ª" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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