Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

One pointed to the empty place beside Lu Liang. There were some Xuanbing Sect's Nascent Soul elders there before, but now there are no more, they were killed by Chen Xiaoming and refined into medicinal pills.

Lu Liang, who was troubled and restless in his heart, thought what was going on, but when he heard Chen Xiaoming ask about this, his nervous expression could not help but relax, a look of joy appeared on his face, and admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, the killing is good. Although this person is an elder of our sect, I have already discovered that he is a spy of another faction. He was about to attack, but he was killed by the senior."

Speaking of which, Lu Liang lowered his body even more convincingly.

"Thank you senior for eradicating spies for my Xuanbing Sect."

The resounding voice echoed, and the situation on the field was changing rapidly. Ouyang Qian, who was standing behind Chen Xiaoming, felt that her brain was not enough. Is it because she was too young?

"Hahaha."

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help laughing. Looking at Lu Liang who was bowing, he became interested for a while. With a gesture, the ancestor of the Xuanbing Sect who fell below flew up and floated in front of Lu Liang.

"That one was a spy before, this shouldn't be possible, right? This is the body of your sect's ancestor!"

The words were a little more aggravated, the other party was the ancestor of the Xuan Bingzong, and he couldn't say that the ancestor was a spy.

Lu Liang's body trembled, but he quickly recovered. He raised his head and glanced at the old man in front of him. A bit of doubt flashed in his eyes. He raised his head in confusion and asked Chen Xiaoming.

"Senior, who is this person, not my ancestor of Xuanbing Sect."

After speaking, as if he was really afraid that Chen Xiaoming would not believe it, he even took out a portrait in the storage bag around his waist. On the portrait, there was the appearance of a middle-aged man from before.

"Senior, please see, this is the portrait of my sect patriarch, and it does not resemble the person in front of me."

He pointed to the old man's corpse in front of him, with gray hair and a wrinkled face like a sackcloth. He was not at all the same person as the man on the portrait.

"Furthermore, senior, my sect patriarch went to the Vermillion Bird Country for a retreat as early as a hundred years ago, and has not returned yet."

In the end, Lu Liang said uneasy, and even moved out of the sixth-level cultivation country Suzaku Kingdom to cover.

Chen Xiaoming listened to his words, and even threw the scroll in his hand to the other party without looking at it.

If Chen Xiaoming hadn't killed all of them with his own hands, he would have believed the other party's nonsense.

Such a reversal of black and white is more reasonable and well-founded, and Chen Xiaoming became interested in the person in front of him for a while.

"You're very interesting, what's your name?"

Facing the figure in front of him, he asked lightly, such a brazen person, Chen Xiaoming felt he could get to know him.

When questioned by Chen Xiaoming, Lu Liang's eyes flashed, and his heart was overjoyed. He swallowed the three words Xuan Bingzong that he was about to blurt out.

"Senior, in Xie Luliang!"

From Chen Xiaoming's words, Lu Liang heard a special meaning, so he swallowed the words of the Great Elder of Xuanbingzong.

He was betting that what he had just heard was true.

"Lu Liang, interesting, interesting."

Chen Xiaoming could naturally hear the other party's careful thinking, and for a while, his opinion of the person in front of him increased a bit again.

He actually heard what he meant, and even more decisively extended his tentative hand to see if there was an olive branch.

Yu Guang glanced at the people behind Lu Liang and shook his head when he saw that they were puzzled.

"Hmph, I hope your Xuan Bingzong is as you said."

Chen Xiaoming turned around, snorted coldly, and then led Ouyang Qian and others away slowly, the faint voice of words drifting in the air.

"Otherwise, I don't mind letting the Xuanbing Sect be wiped out in this snowy mountain."

The inexplicable aura receded like a tide, the silver light flickered, and the imprisoned space was restored again. Lu Liang and the others resumed their actions in an instant.

Lu Liang, on the other hand, sighed, looking at the back of Chen Xiaoming's departure, a little unwilling, he actually made a wrong bet.

He glanced at the Xuanbing Sect behind him, and then glanced at the corpse of the ancestor in front of him. The Xuanbing Sect, who had lost the cultivator of the Spirit Transformation stage, could hardly survive in the fourth-level cultivation country.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Lu Liang shook his head and was about to turn around and return to the sect when he heard a rather familiar voice from a distance.

"I still need a squire to feed the horses and drive the carriage!"

"call out!"

A stream of light flashed by, and the figure of the great elder of the Xuan Bingzong disappeared!

Chapter 222 Touching Porcelain

One month later

Hansha City, where the city gates are located

"Qian'er, follow your husband carefully in the future, and remember to listen carefully to your words."

Within a month, Ouyang Lie was also a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Elixir stage due to Chen Xiaoming's medicinal pill, and he was close to breaking through the Nascent Soul Stage. At the moment of parting, he carefully urged Ouyang Qian.

Chen Xiaoming undertook Ouyang Qian, but he did not accept him. In addition, he had already broken through to the peak of the Jindan stage under the opponent's medicine pill, and the Nascent Soul stage was just around the corner.

After receiving such a great favor from Chen Xiaoming, he would be a little embarrassed to follow him again.

Unlike some people who don't want to face, they are arranging the carriage and are very busy.

"Yeah, Dad, take care of yourself too. The husband said that he will come back in 30 years at most."

Ouyang Qian looked at her father reluctantly. She once wanted to ask Chen Xiaoming if she could bring his father, but she was stopped by her father.

He had already troubled the other party too much, and the kindness was about to be repaid. Ouyang Lie didn't want to trouble the other party any more.

What's more, he is about to reach the Nascent Soul stage. Dangtang is in the Nascent Soul stage and lives in seclusion in this northwest place. Could it be that there is still a life-and-death crisis?

"Mmmm, Qian'er, I'll wait for you here. On the way, remember to take good care of Mr., we owe him too much."

"Well, Dad, I will."

The corners of the two's eyes were a little wet, and Chen Xiaoming watched quietly from the side. In fact, he didn't care if he took another person on the road, but it was the other party's choice, and he didn't force it. Maybe this way the other party would feel a little better.

"Master, the carriage is ready to go!"

Not far away, a loud voice came over, and Lu Liang walked over with a smile on his face.

Since he left Xuan Bingzong a month ago, he has come to Chen Xiaoming and became a servant who feeds horses and drives, but he never tires of it.

Although the servant is a bit low-level, it also depends on who is the servant.

No. [-] in the chicken coop, certainly not even the chicken feathers on Phoenix Mountain.

"Well, get ready to go."

After a month of investigation, Chen Xiaoming's impression of Lu Liang was a little better. Although this guy is shameless, he does things quickly enough, and I don't know if it is because of shamelessness, seeing that Chen Xiaoming has hidden his cultivation. , he also hid his cultivation.

If you don't look carefully at this moment, it is really like a groom.

"Qian'er, let's go."

Ouyang Lie waved goodbye, Ouyang Qian nodded, and finally glanced affectionately before turning around and entering the carriage.

"Drive...... drive..."

Waving the whip in his hand, Lu Liang was really like a coachman. The carriage moved slowly, along the avenue outside the city, and went slowly into the distance.

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Time goes by, three months go by in a blink of an eye

All the way west, Ouyang Qian and Lu Liang were on the way, which made it a little more fun.

Especially an old fox like Lu Liang, who has lived for hundreds of years, is not something a little girl like Ouyang Qian can handle.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiaoming remained silent, acquiescing to Lu Liang's behavior.

First, Chen Xiaoming naturally hopes that the people under his family will get along well. Second, he will let the little girl Ouyang Qian suffer a little, and grow his heart. Third, he will leave sooner or later. With someone like Lu Liang, there is no need to worry .

"Master, in front of you is the Feiliu City of Luoxia Country."

Looking from a distance, you can vaguely see the outline of the city. Luoxia Country borders Yunkai Country. Chen Xiaoming and others walked all the way, bypassing Yunluo Snow Mountain, and it took three months to arrive at Luoxia Country. frontier city.

"Well, put the flag on it."

Chen Xiaoming's voice came from inside the carriage, and Lu Liang skillfully inserted the flags lying horizontally on the side of the carriage.

The banner is covered with white cloth, with only four characters written on it, a living medical saint!

Lu Liang glanced at the four big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the top. He was not surprised at all, but felt that he deserved it.

After a trip, Lu Liang could only admire Chen Xiaoming's alchemy technique.

Not to mention the little mortal medical saint, even that ninth-grade alchemy master is probably not comparable.

Wei Wei thought about it, and after a while, he arrived at the gate of Feiliu City.

Feiliu City is the border city of the Luoxia Kingdom. More than three months have passed, and the late winter season has already turned into spring. Similarly, the road to the founding of the country, the snow has melted, and the trade caravan between the two countries is also busy. up.

After paying the city gate tax, Lu Liang drove the carriage towards the city gate. At the same time, he shook the bell beside the carriage at regular intervals, making a crisp sound.

Along the way, Lu Liang has done this action many times, and he also did the same when he was in the village beside the avenue.

Anyway, he is shameless, and it doesn't matter. Otherwise, how could a dignified monk at the peak of Nascent Soul become a groom.

The sound of the bell caused countless people to look sideways. After seeing the living medical saint on the banner, they pointed at the carriage and whispered about something.

Inside the carriage, Ouyang Qian and Chen Xiaoming sat looking at each other, Ouyang Qian secretly looked out through the window on the side, feeling the exotic atmosphere.

Chen Xiaoming sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and focused, slightly comprehending the origin of his blood and time.

"Boom."

With a light sound, the carriage suddenly stopped, as if it had hit something, and it shook abruptly. Chen Xiaoming's closed eyes couldn't help but open. Go out of the carriage.

"Go down and have a look."

It is rare to encounter a city, and Chen Xiaoming is also preparing to go down and experience the exotic customs. It would be even better if he could help those who have strayed from the poor.

Of course, the latter only exists in Chen Xiaoming's imagination.

"Master, someone is making trouble."

Leaning out, Lu Liang looked a little unhappy and said softly to Chen Xiaoming.

Chen Xiaoming nodded, but he was not surprised at all. Isn't it normal to make trouble and make trouble?

Since he came out, he has never encountered anyone who is not looking for trouble!