Liu Zhengyang didn't attend the next reception, but went to the cemetery with Wu chaozi.
Although the whole square was almost razed to the ground by the battle just now, and the courtyard wall outside was missing, no one felt disgusted in this broken environment. On the contrary, when talking about the battle just now, he showed a look of glory.
Jiang Xueqin clearly felt the changes of these people.
At the reception, many people looked arrogant and looked down on Tiannan province.
But now it's different. Almost everywhere she goes, there will be a sound of compliment.
Even martial artists are so realistic!
But the reality of ordinary people is because of money, while the reality of martial arts is because of strength.
The difference between the two is very different!
"Old man Zhu, it seems that you have to help this time!"
The old man standing next to old bamboo said with a smile.
This man's name is true fire venerable.
He was one of old man Zhu's personal friends in those years, but zhenhuo Zun was a casual practitioner and a down-to-earth four martial artist.
His temper and temperament are not much different from that of old man Zhu. They are all weird people.
He usually lives in seclusion on the true volcano, which is why he is called the true fire venerable.
"Don't worry! I think the young leader will be more interested in this matter!"
Old bamboo promised with a smile, but he didn't mention the time.
After all, Liu Zhengyang is not sure whether the power he just showed is supporting him, and the real fire venerable is not in a hurry. He can wait.
The true fire venerable doesn't care. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he is not satisfied.
"This wine is boring, or you make it unforgettable!"
"Don't worry, it's enough this time!"
Old man Zhu was obviously in a good mood. He looked at the noisy reception outside and said with a smile.
At this time, Liu Zhengyang and Wu chaozi sat opposite each other.
"What's brother Wu's plan this time? It's not easy to absorb such a huge aura."
The recovery of Jianglu pill is still very strong. Now Wu chaozi can't see the blood just now. Except for his abnormal pale complexion, he is almost normal.
Of course, all his injuries are internal injuries and take a long time to conceive.
"Reiki is really hard to find, but my Chijian sect has been inherited for thousands of years. There is a sword pool. As long as I return to the sect gate, there will be enough Reiki for me to absorb!"
Wu chaozi did not hide it.
In fact, it was already the secret of Chijian sect, but he said it frankly.
"Is there such a thing?"
Liu Zhengyang suddenly found that he had overlooked one thing. He was indeed born halfway, and the withered wood sect also belonged to that lonely sect, which made him subconsciously ignore the storage content of aura of other sects.
It's right to think about it. The strength of these sects has been handed down for so many years. How can they not have half of their aura stored?
You should know that it is these sects that produce a large number of top martial artists!
"It seems that I have a chance to ask old man Zhu if they have a place to inherit the dead wood sect!"
After the idea flashed through Liu Zhengyang's heart, his mind could not help but become more active.
Now he is only one foot away from the three roads. What he lacks is a lot of aura supply. If he can absorb it wantonly, he will be able to go to a higher level!
"It's normal for Liu Zhizhang to have this question. After all, Tiannan province has been weak for a long time. It's estimated that he has forgotten about the spiritual pulse!"
Wu chaozi looked at Liu Zhengyang's face and nodded with a smile.