I can strengthen

Chapter 252

"Be careful!" Nie Tianquan's voice was urgent, and he had already hid in the distance.

And this time.

Wrapped in golden light, Wen Sijing rushed towards Luo Yan like a meteorite.

This is the power of blood.

The blood was burning, turned into power, blessed with mana, and then spewed out from the body.

The golden light is not light, but golden flame particles, with extremely high temperature, the temperature alone is difficult for ordinary Daoist monks to resist.

With these flame particles spewing out, Wen Sijing at this time seemed to be transformed into a human-shaped killer, and it was difficult for ordinary monks in the early stages of Daoist foundation to beat his sharpness.

"Dare to flog me in the early days of Daoji, die!"

Wen Sijing appeared in front of Luo Yan instantly.

It is like a fierce beast, the golden particles on its body are like a corona, and the power of destruction is about to come into contact with Luo Yan.

This golden particle carries extremely strong power, even if Luo Yan's flame is extremely resistant, if it really touches, small holes will be burned out of the body.

"What a strong bloodline!"

Luo Yan's eyes were serious.

Immediately, stretched out his hand and pressed forward.

As he stretched out his palm, the Yuan magnetic force field formed instantly, and then covered all areas of Wen Sijing's body.

steep time.

Like a kerosene lamp covered with a lampshade, the golden light on Wen Sijing's body was instantly dimmed, and then... Luo Yan held his head with one hand, and was extremely imprisoned in place.

"let me go!"

Wen Sijing looked shocked, as if she didn't understand why her magical powers suddenly disappeared.

After the astonishment passed, the expression on her face turned into anger again, wishing to tear Luo Yan into pieces.

However, under the magnetic force field, she only felt that a mountain was pressing on her body, and she couldn't move her whole body. Apart from talking, it was difficult for her to even reach out to remove Luo Yan's palm that was holding her head, let alone tear Luo Yan into pieces.

Luo Yan did not let go of Wen Sijing, but said indifferently: "I understand, your father has been looking for a teacher for you, probably because he wants someone to take care of your violent temper..."

Wen Sijing looked angrily: "Who cares about me? Just rely on you, a small early Daoist cultivator?"

Luo Yan's eyes were indifferent: "No matter what, it's better than you, a Qi refining monk."

Listening to Luo Yan's contemptuous words, Wen Sijing seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and her face flushed suddenly: "Hmph! You can only bully me when I am young! You are at my age, and I can crush you to death with one finger! "

Luo Yan looked calm: "So what if you just bully you when you are young?"

"you?"

Wen Si trembled quietly.

It's fine if this person is provoked, but the key point is that this person speaks with some complacency, as if it is a very honorable thing for the big to bully the small.

"You are shameless!"

She stared at Luo Yan, her cheeks were swollen, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed.

Luo Yan grinned, showing his big white teeth: "Did you see clearly? My teeth are fine."

"Shameless!"

Wen Sijing was trembling with anger.

Immediately, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Nie Tianquan at the side: "You dog, don't help me yet!"

Nie Tianquan trembled, his face pale as snow.

It's over, it's over, this guy surnamed Luo didn't listen to persuasion, and even made a move on Wen Sijing.

He could see it.

This person surnamed Luo has some strength, and his exercises just restrain Wen Sijing, so he can suppress Wen Sijing.

But he understood Wen Sijing's character.

When Wen Sijing is freed, he will probably vent his anger on him!

Thinking in this way, he hurriedly walked up to Luo Yan and tried to persuade him, wanting to be a peacemaker.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, quickly let Miss go, if not..."

"How about otherwise?"

Luo Yan asked back, glanced at Nie Tianquan indifferently, and said coldly: "Friend Daoist Nie, if Luo did something wrong, I will be taught by the city lord. As for you, Daoist Nie, don't meddle in your own business."

"you?!"

Nie Tianquan's face changed slightly, and he looked at Luo Yan in disbelief.

How dare this man surnamed Luo talk to him like this?
"Ok?"

Luo Yan looked at Nie Tianquan coldly.

When this person faced Wen Sijing, he was as weak as a begging dog. How dare he show such an expression when facing Luo Yan?

Luo Yan's mana began to surge, a terrifying aura permeated the air, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a few degrees.

As for Nie Tianquan, his expression froze, and his heart started beating for no reason.

He could feel it.

Also in the early days of the Daoist Foundation, this man surnamed Luo is actually much stronger than him!
"Fellow Daoist Luo, I have something to say, it's not a problem for you to hold Miss like this." Nie Tianquan felt guilty, and immediately softened his tone, forcing out an ugly smile on his face.

"As long as she admits her mistake to me, I will let her go."

Luo Yan looked indifferent, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Wen Sijing who was angry, and said calmly, "Say I'm sorry, and I'll let you go."

"Don't even think about it!"

Wen Sijing gritted her teeth, the heat was high, not only her little face was flushed, but even her red hair was sparkling with fire.

"Then stand."

Luo Yan said, closing his eyes directly.

His Yuan magnetic force field has only been practiced for one night, and he is not home yet, so he needs to make a gesture of reaching out.

and.

If the yin and yang magnetic poles are not achieved, the elemental magnetism in the body will be used a little less, and this stalemate will last for at most two hours.

But he felt that two hours was enough.

"Friend Luo..."

Seeing Luo Yan's indifferent expression, Nie Tianquan became anxious and spoke again cautiously.

"Are you here to be a slave or a teacher?" Luo Yan opened his eyes and glanced coldly at Nie Tianquan.

"I..." Nie Tianquan blushed, embarrassed to speak.

He only looked at Wen Sijing, with a hint of apology and a hint of begging for mercy in his eyes.

"Let go!" Wen Sijing screamed!

Luo Yan closed his eyes with a calm expression, as if he didn't hear.

"Come on!"

"You dog slave, where are you going, Miss Ben was molested!"

"Where are people? Get out!"

Wen Sijing yelled, her voice became hoarse, her eyes were so red that they seemed to melt away, she was extremely angry.

"Stop barking, this is your home, your voice is hoarse and no one will come out to help you, don't you understand the attitude of your family?"

Luo Yan's tone was indifferent, but at the same time he was relieved.

In fact, he was also afraid that if he was young, he would grow old. Now it seems that this Wen Sijing's father still has some courage, and he is not the kind of extremely paranoid protector.

When Wen Sijing heard Luo Yan's words, she trembled as if she had been drained of all her strength, and two clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Let me go..." She begged for mercy, almost crying.

"Say 'I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong', and I let go." Luo Yan was a little distressed, only half of Yuanci was left, and all the half-night cultivation was wasted.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong." Wen Sijing lowered her head and her voice was inaudible.

"Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good is great."

If I hadn't been afraid of your father, I, Luo, would have spoiled you, and would have slapped you to death a long time ago...

Thinking this way, Luo Yan slowly let go of his palm and removed the Yuan magnetic force field.

Unexpectedly, just after the Yuan magnetic force field disappeared, a terrifying force emerged from Wen Sijing's body again.

"Kill you!"

With an angry scream, Wen Sijing was suppressed again, and kept waving her hands, unable to move.

This time.

Luo Yan only suppressed Wen Sijing for a moment, before Wen Sijing continued to speak, he directly withdrew the force field, and then drifted back.

The force field suddenly disappeared, and Wen Sijing couldn't react in time, and almost fell to the ground directly.

And Luo Yan was already standing in the distance, and said lightly: "It seems that Luo is not worthy of being Miss Wen's teacher. In this case, Luo will resign first, and if there is a chance in the future, Luo will confess to the city lord."

After saying some polite words, Luo Yan glanced at Nie Tianquan, then turned around and walked out along the way he came.

"Don't go!"

Wen Sijing came back to her senses and hurriedly drank coldly.

Luo Yan didn't seem to hear, and continued to walk forward.

"Come back, don't leave!" Wen Sijing was trembling with anger.

He wanted to leave after teaching her a lesson, what did he think of her, Wen Sijing?

Seeing that Luo Yan still didn't look back, she looked at Nie Tianquan again, and scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, go over and stop him!"

She didn't dare to stop Luo Yan herself, so she had to ask Nie Tianquan to go.

"Miss calm down, I'll go right away."

Nie Tianquan had already had a psychological shadow on Wen Sijing. At this time, facing Wen Sijing's order, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and catch up with Luo Yan, and tried his best to persuade him again.

"That Fellow Daoist Luo, don't be arrogant. You whipped Miss. If you leave like this, the Lord City Master will not let you go."

Luo Yan didn't look sideways, and said calmly: "I believe that with the attitude of the city lord, he will not attack me because of such a trivial matter."

Nie Tianquan wanted to say yes, but thought that if he said yes, wouldn't he be saying that the city lord is not generous?
He was entangled, and after pondering for a moment, he said again: "If you leave like this, I'm afraid it won't be an offering. And... I think Miss has forgiven you."

Luo Yan was stunned, stopped, and looked at Nie Tianquan in surprise: "She forgives me?"

Nie Tianquan: "Yes."

His expression was sincere, as if being forgiven by Wen Sijing was a great joy.

Luo Yan smiled, looked deeply at Nie Tianquan, shook his head, and walked out again.

At this moment.

Wen Sijing had already caught up and stopped in front of Luo Yan.

"Trash, you can't stop anyone!"

Wen Sijing first scolded Nie Tianquan, then looked at Luo Yan, gritted her teeth and said, "Stop, don't leave, can I, Wen Sijing recognize you as a teacher?"

Nie Tianquan was scolded, touched his nose, and was very generous to Wen Sijing, but didn't take it to heart.

Luo Yan stared at Wen Sijing, and said calmly: "No, Luo feels that his ability is limited, and he is not worthy of being Miss Wen's teacher."

Wen Sijing: "You deserve it!"

Seeing Wen Sijing's resolute attitude, Luo Yan thought for a while and said, "If you really think I am worthy, then you must listen to me from now on."

Wen Sijing's eyes flashed, and she nodded heavily.

As long as this guy is kept, she will have a lot of opportunities to concoct this person in the future.

Luo Yan: "Okay, let's ask Teacher Gu to listen first."

Wen Sijing had already thought of ten thousand ways to concoct Luo Yan, but after hearing this sentence, the expression on her face froze instantly.

for a long time.

She lowered her head and gritted her teeth: "Teacher."

She told herself that this was only a temporary compromise.

If there is a chance in the future, sooner or later, she will make this Luo Yan pay back twice as much!
Luo Yan shook his head and said, "I can't hear any sincerity in your voice, only unwillingness and resistance."

Hearing this, Wen Sijing's head started to smoke.

But facing Luo Yan's burning gaze, she could only take a deep breath, and then said as softly as possible: "Sijing has met the teacher."

She bowed slightly, and her voice became cute.

Even Nie Tianquan next to him looked surprised, marveling at Wen Sijing's change.

Luo Yan knew that Wen Sijing was not sincere, he shook his head in his heart, but on the surface, he still nodded and said: "Okay, first tell me what you want to learn."

"If what you want to learn is beyond what I can teach, it's better for Miss Wen to ask someone else."

Wen Sijing's eyes flashed, and she couldn't wait to say: "I want to learn the exercise you just did!"

Luo Yan shook his head: "No way. The Yuan Magnetic Method is forbidden for a lifetime, even if I am willing to teach it, the City Lord will not let you learn it."

"Forbidden by Yuan Magnetic Law?"

Nie Tianquan on the side raised his brows, and said in surprise, "I said, why are you so familiar? It turns out that it is forbidden by the Yuan Magnetic Law..."

"Miss, Yuan Magnetic Forbidden is indeed a narrow escape. A hundred people practice, and even one person may not be able to practice successfully."

He has also heard of Yuan Magnetic Law Forbidden, and knows that this technique is extremely difficult to practice and extremely dangerous.

Wen Sijing raised her head, and said coldly, "He can cultivate, but I can't. You mean I'm not as good as him?"

"Don't dare!"

Nie Tianquan quickly bowed his head, only blaming himself for talking too much, wishing to slap himself.

Luo Yan said indifferently: "If Miss Wen insists on practicing, she can do it by herself. With the skills of the city lord, it shouldn't be difficult to find Yuan Magnetic Law for the girl."

Wen Sijing shook her head and refused: "No, I want you to teach me!"

Luo Yan hesitated for a moment, then said: "I can teach you, but Yuan Magnetic Law prohibits this practice, you have to find it yourself."

Wen Sijing thought for a while and said, "Okay, then it's settled."

Luo Yan: "In this case, Luo Mou will take a step first, and come back when Miss Wen finds the Yuan Magnetic Law to ban me."

Done.

Luo Yan planned to turn around and leave.

"Wait, you stay." Wen Sijing's voice came from behind.

"Luo has nothing to teach, why should he stay?"

"You just watch from the side, even if you don't teach, you still have to get to know your apprentice first?"

Luo Yan thought about it, and felt that Wen Sijing's words were reasonable, so he stayed.

The next scene made him think to himself that it was so.

Wen Sijing saw Nie Tianquan as a pure sandbag.

Various spells continued to greet Nie Tianquan.

But Nie Tianquan kept dodging and resisting, but he didn't dare to fight back.

Not long after, he was ashamed and embarrassed, and even got two fireballs from Wen Sijing, causing two blood holes in his arms.

For monk Daoji, the two blood holes are not too serious injuries, and they can be cured within three or two days with some medicine.

But that pain is real, and it cannot be avoided no matter what...

Luo Yan originally wanted Wen Sijing to stop, but thinking that this was Nie Tianquan's own choice, he could only extinguish his thoughts and respect Nie Tianquan's own will.

Wen Sijing was like a magical machine gun, bombarded wildly for a quarter of an hour, and then stopped, her chest heaved and her breathing was disordered.

And Nie Tianquan was sitting on the ground slumped, his whole body was scorched black and dripping with blood, looking horrible.

"Miss Wen, what are you practicing?" Luo Yan asked curiously.

"I'm looking for the weakness of monk Daoji." A gleam shot out of Wen Sijing's eyes.

Victory over the strong with the weak is not achieved overnight.

Only by playing too many Daoji monks can we know where the Daoji monks will be more painful and uncomfortable, so that we can break through the weak point and defeat the strong with the weak.

Luo Yan nodded and said nothing.

Daoji sandbags.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to endure, what can he say?

"Take a break, let's continue." Wen Sijing looked at Nie Tianquan who was sitting on the ground like a dead dog.

"Yes, miss." Nie Tianquan nodded hastily, but there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

……

……

A morning passed by in a hurry.

Luo Yan sat on the side, sipping spiritual tea and eating pastries, relaxing and cozy.

Nie Tianquan was beaten all morning, and finally went to the pharmacy alone for medical treatment.

"Little brother, please come with me, Lord City Master."

As soon as Luo Yan walked out of the back garden, a hoarse voice came from behind.

With a calm expression, he turned his head and looked back, and saw a white-haired old man standing behind him.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe, with a thin face, like a ghost, as if appearing out of thin air.

But Luo Yan knew that the old man had been hiding around from the beginning to the end.

Its strength is extremely strong, and it has the cultivation base of Daoji's later stage.

Luo Yan had expected it a long time ago, so he didn't resist, nodded directly, and followed.

Under the leadership of the old man.

Not long after, Luo Yan walked into a gazebo.

As far as the eye can see, it is a tall and tall figure, which is filled with a faint power, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

"My lord, I brought it here." The old man respectfully said.

"You go back."

"Yes."

The old man didn't take a look at Luo Yan, and when he finished speaking, he turned into a ball of bubbles and disappeared on the spot.

With a respectful expression, Luo Yan bowed his head and cupped his hands: "Luo Yan has met the Lord City Lord."

Wen Yongchang turned his head, looked at Luo Yan, and said indifferently: "Luo Yan, do you know that not only was he wanted by Tianxing Palace and Dingbo Mansion, but he was also ordered to kill by the four-armed demon clan?"

Luo Yan's heart trembled, and he said solemnly: "I don't know."

He guessed that he would be wanted by Tianxing Palace and Dingbo Mansion, but he didn't expect that even the four-armed demons were chasing him.

Bitter in his heart...

He has always kept a low profile and usually walks under a pseudonym.

But when he entered the city lord's mansion yesterday, he asked Zhenjian and Zhaoxingjing as soon as he came up, so he had to tell his real name and reveal his true face, revealing his position.

The moment he was exposed, he thought about running away.

But thinking that he only offended the Empress of Tianxing Palace and Dingbo Mansion, and the empress of the two forces didn't even have a single Yuandan cultivator, he put out his plan to escape again.

But I didn't expect that there was a family of four-armed demons...

Is it time to run now?

Will there be eyeliners around him staring at him, giving him a thunderous blow the moment he leaves the city?
His eyes moved up, secretly looking at Wen Yongchang.

I saw that his appearance was upright, with a bit of invisible majesty.

And its golden eyes are even sharper, as if it can see through a person's soul through the body, so that no one can hide any secrets from anyone.

Based on this momentum alone, Luo Yan had a guess in his heart.

This Wen Yongchang may not be the rumored Daoji, but a genuine Yuan Dan!

"Tianxing Palace and Dingbo Mansion are not worth mentioning. Forgive them for not daring to cause trouble in my Guixu City. But the blood killing orders of the four-armed demons..."

Wen Yongchang smiled coldly, and said: "The remnants of the Chaos Demon Sect all act with the demeanor of the devil, they pay attention to doing whatever they want, and they don't care about the rules."

"Even if you hide in Guixu City, they will attack you."

Luo Yan heard the elegant meaning, and his heart moved, and he immediately said respectfully: "Can you help me, my lord?"

Wen Yongchang smiled and said: "Any monk in my Guixu City will be protected by my Guixu City. Whoever stretches out his hand, I will chop off his paw."

"But this was after someone reached out..."

talking.

He glanced at Luo Yan, and the corner of his mouth twitched playfully: "I'm afraid that after someone reaches out, you will die."

Luo Yan's expression was solemn, and he said quickly: "What is your order? Luo Yan will not refuse to die."

"You don't need to die."

Wen Yongchang looked indifferent, and said: "You have seen my daughter, she used to be a well-behaved and obedient little girl, but due to the second awakening of her blood, her personality was affected by her blood."

"So, now I'm a little irritable."

Luo Yan nodded.

"I want you to teach her and let her get rid of the influence of blood."

Luo Yan's heart sank.

But I don't think this requirement is so difficult.

Instead, he felt an invisible big hand behind him, pushing him and manipulating him.

He had just obtained the Tao of Heavenly Master, and he sent an apprentice to his door...

This inexplicable coincidence made his heart feel heavy, even creepy.

"No, I, Luo Yan, want to resist!"

You must not let nature take its course and fall into the future woven by others step by step!
Luo Yan shouted in his heart, but on the surface, he showed a solemn expression: "This... junior has just become a Daoist foundation, and he is not much better than Miss Wen. I'm afraid... I'm not strong enough."

"You try first." Wen Yongchang said concisely.

"That's good." Luo Yan nodded.

Then he will teach casually, and let Wen Yongchang protect himself for a while.

When Wen Yongchang finds out that he is a parallel importer and has no ability, he will probably give up.

"This is the Xuanniao Token. If you are in danger, you only need to input a little mana, and I will be able to sense it." Wen Yongchang took out a token and handed it to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan took a look and saw that the token was as bright as gold.

A golden black bird on it is lifelike, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Luo Yan held the Xuanniao Token and asked curiously: "After I input mana, how long will it take for senior to come?"

"In Guixu City, the city lord can come in an instant. If Guixu City is outside..."

Wen Yongchang glanced at Luo Yan, smiled and said: "You can ask for more blessings."

Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He heard that after the four-armed demons gave him a blood killing order, he would not leave Guixu City in a short time.

Luo Yan left quickly.

As soon as he left, the white-haired old man appeared behind Wen Yongchang out of thin air.

"My lord, a problem that neither you nor I can solve, can a little guy in the early stage of the Dao Foundation do it?" The old man looked puzzled.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Wen Yongchang turned around, his gaze became distant.

Like the gray cannon old man, he felt that Luo Yan was unreliable.

But this is the guidance given to him by fate in the dark.

He doesn't think that the guidance given to him by fate will be wrong, because... the blood of the mysterious bird of destiny already has the ability to spy on the trajectory of fate.

……

……

"You were called by the city lord just now?"

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Nie Tianquan leaned on a cane and looked at Luo Yan curiously.

"Yeah." Luo Yan nodded with a serious expression.

"Have you been taught a lesson? I knew it. How could you not be taught a lesson by whipping Miss?" Looking at the silent Luo Yan, Nie Tianquan had a gloating expression on his face.

Luo Yan glanced at Nie Tianquan, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

There is no need for him to break the last happiness of others, after all, Luo Yan is also the kind of person who obtains happiness by beating others.

So he only glanced at Nie Tianquan, then looked away, and walked straight to his mansion.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, wait for me. Let's go along the way!" Nie Tianquan looked at Luo Yan's leaving back, and grinned slightly.

Luo Yan ignored him, he was very unqualified.

But he could also understand, after all, he had just been taught a lesson by the city lord, so he must be in a bad mood.

Therefore, he decided to forgive Luo Yan generously.

……

……

After leaving the City Lord's Mansion, Luo Yan did not return to the mansion immediately, but wandered around the city, buying various classics.

Alchemy, alchemy, formation...

These classics of immortal cultivation skills are not cheap to Qi refining monks, but they are not worth mentioning to him, a Daoist monk.

In particular, he still has the VIP card of the City Lord's Mansion in his hand, and he can directly get a [-]% discount on purchasing these classics.

What Luo Yan didn't expect was that when he walked out of a shop, he ran into an acquaintance.

It was Wang Yuan!
What made Luo Yan even more unexpected was that the person walking with Wang Yuan was actually Gong Zhenming in the middle stage of the Daoist Foundation.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, what a coincidence."

Seeing Luo Yan, Gong Zhenming immediately smiled with a rather friendly tone.

He served as a staff member in the City Lord's Mansion, and was responsible for managing the general offerings in the early days of Daoji.

Although this Luo Yan was one of his subordinates, he didn't take it seriously, but he still had to call to greet each other.

"Senior Palace."

Luo Yan bowed his hands in return without looking sideways.

Standing beside Gong Zhenming, Wang Yuan just glanced at Luo Yan casually at first. After all, there is no need to make friends with such an ordinary early Daoist monk.

But after looking Luo Yan up and down, he suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, and suddenly changed his expression: "It's you?!"

Although his appearance had changed, as had his hair color and hairstyle, he remembered Luo Yan's aura.

This person is the one who scolded him on the street yesterday!

This person even scolded him for giving birth to a child without an asshole!
"Fellow Daoist Wang, do you recognize him?" Gong Zhenming was stunned for a moment, seeing Wang Yuan's angry face, he also felt something was wrong.

"He scolded me." Wang Yuan's face was ferocious, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

"He scolded you?"

Gong Zhenming's expression turned cold, and he looked at Luo Yan: "Fellow Daoist Luo, did you really insult Fellow Daoist Wang?"

"I do not have."

Luo Yan touched his nose and said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Gong Zhenming with a calm face: "My fellow Taoist, don't spit out blood. Although Luo has not studied for two years, he still has quality. When did I scold you?"

"Don't make excuses, you weren't the one who scolded me yesterday?" Wang Yuan laughed back angrily.

This person is still here pretending to be with him, thinking that Wang Yuan won't recognize him if he changes his appearance?

"What did I scold you for?" Luo Yan's face showed a trace of just right curiosity.

"You scolded me for giving birth to a baby..." Wang Yuan stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence, and said with shame and indignation: "It's hard to say dirty words. Kid, you don't have to play these word games with me, let's go Just wait and see."

After listening for a long time, Gong Zhenming understood it.

He looked at Luo Yan and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Luo, why don't you apologize to Fellow Daoist Wang?"

"Hmph! I don't need an apology from him."

Before Luo Yan could speak, Wang Yuan laughed angrily.

It's fine to just apologize to Wang Yuan after scolding him, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

After finishing speaking, Wang Yuan walked away directly, extremely angry.

"Wang Daoyou, wait for me."

Gong Zhenming chased after him, as if he wanted to say something nice.

I don't know what the two said, but Wang Yuan finally stopped and stood in the distance.

But Gong Zhenming suddenly turned around, and walked in front of Luo Yan with a gloomy expression.

"Luo Yan, do you know who Wang Daoyou is?" Gong Zhenming felt anger burning in his heart.

This Wang Yuan is a relative of the city lord, and has an inseparable relationship with the law enforcement department.

He talked with Wang Yuan all morning before he planned to cooperate and open a dental clinic.

Almost... let this Luo Yan destroy it.

"Wang Yuan, I know." Luo Yan nodded lightly.

"It's good if you know. I'll give you a chance now, go there, admit your mistake to Wang Daoyou, and then sneak under his crotch, and this matter will be over like this." Gong Zhenming said with a stern look.

He talked to Wang Yuan for a long time before Wang Yuan was willing to give Luo Yan a chance.

The premise is that Luo Yan should get under his crotch.

Luo Yan pursed his lips, and looked at Gong Zhenming indifferently, with a playful look in his eyes.

He Luo Yan is not Han Xin, why should he be humiliated by his crotch?
And this palace is famous.

She made a fool of herself and asked herself to be some kind of teacher. Before she settled with him, he dared to come over and let herself drill someone else's crotch?

If it weren't for the rules of Guixu City, he would have passed by with one punch.

"Why, you don't want to? This is an opportunity I managed to get for you!" Seeing that Luo Yan didn't nod for a long time, Gong Zhenming suddenly increased his tone, with a hint of threat.

There must be no problem in the cooperation with Wang Yuan.

That's a dental shop.

Although he only took [-]% of the profit, it was also a massive amount of spirit stones.

"Get out." Luo Yan narrowed his eyes and said a word coldly.

"you?"

Gong Zhenming's eyes instantly turned red.

An ordinary Daoist who just joined his City Lord's Mansion yesterday, an ant-like figure, dare to speak to him like this?
Mana surged all over his body, and his eyes became even colder: "You lowly thing, do you really think that there is a law of Guixu City, and no one would dare to teach you a lesson?"

"The following offenders should be hit!"

The voice fell.

He raised his arm and slapped Luo Yan directly.

boom!
Gong Zhenming's pupils shrank suddenly, but before his slap fell on Luo Yan's face, he was punched by Luo Yan.

He just felt like he was being stabbed.

Immediately, he clutched his stomach, fell to his knees, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"You attacked me first, and I was defending myself. According to the regulations of Guixu City, self-defense is not a crime."

Luo Yan slowly withdrew his burning fist, narrowed his eyes and said.

Gong Zhenming lowered his head, his eyes trembled in disbelief.

His slap was just to suppress the special effects, and the speed was actually extremely fast, and ordinary monks at the beginning of Dao Foundation could not react at all.

However, this Luo Yan was able to be one step ahead of him and hit him with a punch...

He knew exactly what that meant.

however……

"This is Guixu City, self-defense or not self-defense, what you say doesn't count." Gong Zhenming suddenly raised his head, staring at Luo Yan with bloodshot eyes.

He was in pain and felt his internal organs were convulsing.

But so what?
This Luo Yan, it's over.

He swore in his heart that even if Luo Yan knelt down and begged him for mercy later on, he would not say a good word to him.

Thoughts flickered.

A group of law enforcement monks from the street surrounded them.

A team of law enforcement monks from the sky surrounded them.

A dozen or so law enforcement monks, including three law enforcement monks in the Dao base realm, appeared on the left and right of Luo Yan, with a faint tendency to corner Luo Yan, surrounding Luo Yan in the middle.

"Fighting is forbidden in Guixu City. Fellow Daoist, come with us."

The one who spoke was a Daoist mid-term law enforcement monk.

He looked at Luo Yan with indifferent eyes and a calm tone.

"I was self-defense, and I only punched him once. I stopped after he didn't hit me. It's not a fighting method." Luo Yan frowned slightly, looking at the law enforcement monks around him.

Although he has just arrived, he is very clear about the rules of Guixu City.

Therefore, he only punched Gong Zhenming once, not even a second punch, in order to avoid being judged as a fight.

"We will investigate these when we go back, so come with us first."

The middle-stage Daoist monk spoke indifferently, and walked up directly with handcuffs and shackles.

Luo Yan's face darkened.

Looking at Gong Zhenming.

I saw Gong Zhenming clutching his stomach, standing not far away, looking at him playfully.

There is no law enforcement monk around him, let alone one in handcuffs.

A trace of anger surfaced in Luo Yan's heart, and he looked at Wang Yuan in the distance.

Wang Yuan stood on the side of the road with indifferent eyes, with a sense of control, when he saw Luo Yan looking over, he smiled at Luo Yan, very arrogant.

"I understand."

Seeing this scene, how could Luo Yan not know that these law enforcement monks are famous people from Wang Yuan and Gong Zhen?
His thoughts turned wildly, and seeing the law enforcement monk in the mid-Day Foundation coming to him with handcuffs and shackles, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he took out the Xuanniao Token that Wen Yongchang gave him from his arms.

"Fellow Daoist, are you really going to handcuff me?"

The pure gold black bird makes it emit light and dazzles the eyes.

And the mysterious bird of destiny on it is full of mysterious atmosphere, like a heavenly creation, shocking people's hearts.

As soon as the token appeared, the pupils of the law enforcement monks around shrank suddenly, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

Xuanniao Order.

This is the token of the city lord, and only the confidants of the city lord are eligible to hold it.

And every monk who holds the Black Bird Order is a high-ranking figure, and it is definitely not something that law-enforcement monks like them can offend.

Immediately.

The mid-Daoist law enforcement monk took back his handcuffs and handcuffs, solemnly bowed his hands, and said in a respectful voice, "My lord, I misunderstood just now. I have offended you so much. I hope Haihan."

He lowered his head, sweating profusely.

It turned out to be the Xuanniao Token, this humble monk at the early stage of the Daoist Foundation actually mastered a Xuanniao Token.

aside.

Gong Zhenming, who was originally leisurely and leisurely, changed slightly after Luo Yan revealed the mysterious bird order.

As a staff member in the City Lord's Mansion, how could he not know Xuanniao Ling?
But it didn't take long for him to be surprised.

Luo Yan's indifferent voice came from next to his ear.

"He hit me first, and your law enforcement officers should take him down and put him in a prison for a month."

Return to Ruins City.

Those who took the lead and did not injure others were sent to water prisons for one month.

This is one of the regulations of Guixu City.

Luo Yan's words can be said to be well-founded.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, I misunderstood!" Gong Zhenming's head buzzed, and he was in a bad mood.

He didn't know where Luo Yan got the mysterious bird order, let alone whether the mysterious bird order was true or not.

But he knew that with the Xuanniao Order, these law enforcement monks would not dare to protect him. Even if he was an aide of the City Lord's Mansion, he would have to go to the water prison.

"No misunderstanding."

Luo Yan silently glanced at Gong Zhenming, and with a flip of his palm, the pure gold Xuanniao Token disappeared.

But the middle-stage law enforcement cultivator walked up to Gong Zhenming with a gloomy expression, and handcuffed him regardless of Gong Zhenming's repeated sound transmissions.

This Gong Zhenming is just an aide, and he has several early Daoist enshrined under him.

But the mysterious bird order represents the Lord City Lord.

Who to help, he knew very well.

I don't know what the two of them communicated through voice transmission.

In the end, Gong Zhenming was tortured away with a dejected face.

"My lord, the murderer has already been captured, you see..." The middle-stage Daoist monk still hadn't left, and looked at Luo Yan respectfully at this time.

"One month?" Luo Yan looked at the law enforcement monk.

"This... I can only try my best." The law enforcement monk showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

Although he is a Daoist mid-stage monk, he can only obey orders.

"Okay then." Luo Yan didn't bother to embarrass others, so he said casually, and let the law enforcement monks go.

Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of Wang Yuan.

I wanted to make a few words of ridicule, no matter how bad I was, I would give him a teasing look, but Wang Yuan had already disappeared, and he didn't know where to hide.

"In Guixu City, power is much easier to use than fist."

Finding that Wang Yuan was a coward, Luo Yan smiled inwardly, and suddenly felt that being the teacher of Wen Sijing was not a bad thing.

Think of that Wen Sijing.

Luo Yan suddenly felt something, and frowned slightly.

He felt a change in himself.

That change is imperceptible, but it does exist, affecting his temperament, affecting his mana, and even... affecting his blood.

"Tianshi Dao?! Is this the beginning?"

Luo Yan was horrified, his pupils shrank into needles.

This is a kind of strengthening, but also a kind of increasing blood.

The blood of the Confucian Dragon Saint Master should be an ultimate blood, and the blood has a nearly unlimited carrying capacity.

Getting stronger is a good thing.

But this inexplicable strengthening made Luo Yan feel like he was being arranged.

This cast a shadow over his heart, and his mood, which had just improved, became worse again.

(End of this chapter)