In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

Listen to the discussion of pedestrians on the road.

Li Zhoujun also understood that Luo Tianzong's people should have arrived in Guangyang City.

All the way back to the Xianlai Inn, Li Zhoujun saw Tang Chan'er, Tang Yu'er, and Liu Daofeng sitting at a table, their faces not very good-looking.

"Li Zhenxian." Tang Chan'er greeted Li Zhoujun with a smile.

"Well, what's the matter with you? You are frowning." Li Zhoujun asked.

"It's nothing, just some small things." Tang Chan'er laughed.

"That's good." Li Zhoujun nodded.

After chatting with Tang Chan'er for a while, Li Zhoujun took his leave and went upstairs.

"Sister, do you think this Li Zhoujun is interested in you? If he is really the emperor of a certain powerful force, why don't you work harder, after all, you are not bad in appearance."

Seeing Li Zhoujun go upstairs, Tang Yu'er teased Tang Chan'er.

They had chatted with Li Zhoujun in detail before, so it was not surprising that Tang Yu'er knew Li Zhoujun's full name.

At this time, Tang Chan'er stretched out her hand, pinched Tang Yu'er's nose, and cursed angrily, "You stinky girl, are you like me, sister?"

Tang Yuer chuckled.

But immediately, Tang Chan'er fell into deep thought.

To be honest, Li Zhoujun's appearance surpassed that of Lian Pengyun by more than [-] blocks, and the temperament exuded by his gestures was far from what Lian Pengyun could match.

Thinking about it again, Tang Chan'er felt that what her sister said was indeed reasonable, but if Li Zhoujun was really the emperor of a certain power, how would he think of her, who was born in a small domain?

Even if he himself agreed, the forces behind him couldn't possibly agree, right?

After all, only the right family can form a strong alliance.

"Yu'er, your sister seems to be a little interested in Emperor Li." Liu Daofeng whispered to Tang Yu'er.

Tang Yu'er chuckled: "Actually, I think even if Li Zhoujun is not the emperor's son, he is a hundred times better than that annoying guy Lian Pengyun."

"Indeed, Brother Li can't be compared with anyone else." Liu Daofeng nodded in agreement.

He has seen Li Zhoujun make a move.

If he and Li Zhoujun confronted each other, they would definitely end up dead.

……

the other side.

The Lian family's Yingxian Inn.

Everyone in Luo Tianzong lived in their own rooms.

The head of the Lian family, Lian Fengmao, brought his son Lian Pengyun to the room of Bai Zhicheng, the elder of Luo Tianzong.

"Elder Bai."

In the antique room, Lian Fengmao and Lian Pengyun saluted Bai Zhicheng respectfully.

Bai Zhicheng stroked his beard, took a look at Lian Pengyun, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, the old man will not break his promise to you earlier."

Lian Fengmao, Lian Pengyun and his son were immediately relieved when they heard the words.

The matter Bai Zhicheng was talking about was naturally the matter of accepting Lian Pengyun as his disciple.

"Okay, you father and son don't come to me before recruiting disciples, you should avoid suspicion, you should avoid suspicion." Bai Zhicheng laughed.

Although even if they don't avoid suspicion, others won't say much, even if Gong Hongzhuang, the leader of the team, knows that he accepts money for the true biography, he won't say much. After all, what kind of people he accepts as a true disciple is his freedom.

But if this matter gets out, it will affect Luo Tianzong's reputation, so it is necessary to avoid suspicion.

"Elder Bai, my father and son will leave first." Lian Fengmao said to Bai Zhicheng.

"Go." Bai Zhicheng waved his hand.

Seeing the father and son leaving, Bai Zhicheng touched the black gold ring on his hand, and grinned.

The 770 million immortal crystals that the Lian family gave him are all in this ring.

These 770 million fairy crystals are a number specially chosen by the Lian family, which means seven or seven great successes.

It has to be said that the Lian family gave too much this time. Even he, a ninth-rank celestial being, was so moved that he broke the bottom line. However, if you accept a true disciple, you don't need to teach it yourself, just throw it to your big apprentice.

The reason why the Lian family wanted to climb up to him was because they fell in love with Luo Tianzong and his background as a celestial being.

And at the same time.

Lian Fengmao and his son also returned to the Lian family.

study.

"Son, after going to Luo Tianzong, you must cultivate well." Lian Fengmao patted Lian Pengyun's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Father, don't worry." Lian Pengyun smiled confidently.

"By the way, Tang Chan'er of the Tang family..." Lian Pengyun suddenly looked at his father with a puzzled expression.

Lian Fengmao showed a scolding expression on his face: "How can I not know what you are thinking?

Don't worry, after you join Luo Tianzong, the Tang family will weigh every word we say, and when the time comes to put a little pressure on your father, can the Tang family not hand over Tang Chan'er?

At that time, even City Lord Gongsun will not dare to offend our Lian family. "

The father and son chatted here, and both of them had smiles on their faces.

……

In the blink of an eye, it came to the second day.

Although Li Zhoujun really wanted to stay in the inn and be a salted fish, he still decided to visit Guangyang City.

Li Zhoujun was walking on the street and saw a magic shop on the side of the road.

Li Zhoujun raised his foot and walked in.

"May I ask what grade of magic weapon do you want to buy, sir?"

A sweet-looking girl maid came up and asked respectfully.

"I'll take a look at it casually, go get busy." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Sir, if you need help, just call me." The little maid smiled with a sweet dimple on her face.

"Okay." Li Zhoujun replied.

Then I went shopping in this store.

Immediately afterwards, Li Zhoujun's eyes fell on a white jade phoenix hairpin.

Out of nowhere, a picture of Murong Xue wearing this hairpin appeared in his mind.

"I don't know what happened to the lower realm." Li Zhoujun said with emotion.

However, Li Zhoujun still decided to buy the hairpin of this third-grade true fairy artifact.

"How do you sell this hairpin?" Li Zhoujun asked the maid in the magic shop.

"Sir, this jade hairpin is a third-grade true fairy artifact, and it sells for [-] fairy crystals." The little maid said.

"Okay, I'll buy it." Li Zhoujun smiled and didn't bargain.

"Sir, you have such a good vision. I think your wife must be very happy." The little maid smiled sweetly.

Li Zhoujun smiled, and then handed over [-] fairy crystals to the little maid.

But at this moment, Lian Pengyun suddenly walked into this magic shop. When he saw the jade hairpin in Li Zhoujun's hand, his expression froze.

This guy bought this hairpin, he must have given it to Tang Chan'er, right?

Thinking of this, Lian Pengyun's heart suddenly became gloomy. Where did this person jump out?

However, Lian Pengyun still had a smile on his face and greeted Li Zhoujun: "Brother, we meet again."

Hearing this, Li Zhoujun glanced at Lian Pengyun and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence."

"It's really a coincidence that I came here because of this hairpin in your hand. To be honest, I fell in love with this hairpin yesterday. Unfortunately, I didn't bring enough money with me yesterday. I wonder if you can give it up?" Lian Peng Yun smiled at Li Zhoujun.

What he said was the truth, this hairpin was indeed the one he fell in love with when he passed by this shop yesterday, and he planned to give it to Tang Chan'er.

"Of course not." Li Zhoujun refused without thinking, after all he planned to give this hairpin to Murong Xue.

"Can we increase the price to compete?" Lian Pengyun took a deep breath and asked Li Zhoujun.

"This old man's shop is not a vegetable market. Whoever buys it first will own it. I don't care if you leave the shop, but if you dare to make trouble in the old man's shop, don't blame the old man for being rude."

Suddenly, a well-dressed, well-built old man walked out from the side room of the shop, and said in an incomparably majestic voice.