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Lu Beiyou only heaved a sigh of relief after returning to the city wall where he saw the Qingshan City.

He turned to see that no one was following him, so he carried Lao Kong on his back as he walked in.

"Why did you bring him to me?"

"Shouldn't you be honored?" This is a Confucian Saint, a genuine one. "

"Come on, I've never seen the Confucian Saint in a coma for three days."

In a small courtyard full of lilies, two men were sitting on a stone block, bickering.

Lu Beiyou did not immediately bring Lao Kong back to the 'two', but chose to leave him in Ding Hong's courtyard to rest.

On one hand, because Lao Kong was in a coma, there was no one who would take care of him at all times even if he brought him back to the tavern.

On the other hand, due to safety reasons, there was the puppet, the Ding Family Ancestor, and a clan of immortal beasts guarding the City Lord's Mansion.

Mu Qiuqiu had come here once every two days, but when he saw Lao Kong's condition, he had not spoken a word.

After that, he was pulled back to the tavern by Lu Beiyou. Yesterday, he had heard the news that the Second Elder of the Li Family had been beaten half to death while he was out on a parade.

Lu Beiyou didn't need to think to know that Mu Qiuqiu was angry.

"If he really is the Confucian Saint, then what about the ten thousand li long book from before?" Ding Hong poured himself a cup of hot tea and placed it on his palm as he asked.

Lu Beiyou fiddled with the teacup in front of him, bored, "He was the one who made it."

Ding Hong sighed: "Then I owe him a favor."

"Oh?" Lu Beiyou looked at Ding Hong with some curiosity, hoping that he would give her an answer.

Ding Hong took a light sip of hot tea and said, "On that day, I borrowed the righteous energy contained within those five thousand kilometers of books and instantly comprehended the bottleneck at the peak of the Mahayana."

"Does that mean you are about to step into the Half-step Immortal Realm?"

When Lu Beiyou spoke, his tone was faintly sour.

"More or less."

Seeing Ding Hong's smiling face, Lu Beiyou weakly groaned. He was clearly not that much younger than Ding Hong himself, as he was already at the peak of the middle levels of the Ruins Returning Stage, yet this fellow was already at the peak of the Mahayana Stage, and had even gotten himself a bottleneck.

This made Lu Beiyou very jealous.

"Alright, alright, I don't have any plans to step into the Half-step Immortal for the time being?" Ding Hong looked at his eyes that were filled with green with jealousy and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hearing that, Lu Beiyou's face was full of suspicion, "What are you doing, others are all eager to become immortals, and you actually don't want to become immortals? Was his brain crushed by a door, or was he kicked by a donkey? "

Ding Hong rolled his eyes at Lu Beiyou and called out softly, "Su'er."

A black clothed female appeared behind Ding Hong, and gently wrapped her arms around Ding Hong's neck, her face full of attachment.

"Stepping into the Immortal Realm requires one to become one with one's own Immortal species, and from then on, one can control the great momentum of the world."

Ding Hong caressed the black shadow woman's face, and said with a gentle expression: "But I only have Su'er, as for the other things, I'm too lazy to think about them right now, as for cultivation realm, that's fine."

Lu Beiyou did not say anything, he only nodded and stood up to stretch.

"Lao Kong, I'll stay here and rest for a few days. After he wakes up, I'll take him away."

Ding Hong nodded, "Let's go slowly."

After Lu Beiyou left the City Lord's Mansion, he strolled around the Qingshan City buying a few things before leaving the city.

The tavern across the street originally had a slightly wider path, but there was also a dilapidated restaurant. It was likely that it had failed due to poor management, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

However, in the last two days, it was unknown who had bought this tavern, but there was a constant stream of people entering and exiting the tavern.

Mu Qiuqiu then moved a horse and sat at the entrance of the tavern, staring at the tavern opposite like a tiger staring covetously at its prey.

Seeing this scene, Lu Beiyou couldn't help but find it funny. He walked over and handed the candied flakes in his hands over.

"Ball, what happened to you?"

Mu Qiuqiu extended his hand and received the candied flakes, and looking at the restaurant opposite him, he fiercely bit the candied flakes in his hands. He felt that it was not enough, and took another bite, stuffing his cheeks until they bulged out, making him look extremely cute.

She pointed at the restaurant across the tavern, "Beiyou, do you think we should tear it down? What if she robs us of our business? "

When Lu Beiyou heard this, he was both angry and amused. He had already made a huge profit at Qingshan City and all the money he had under his pillow was silver.

However, when he looked at the restaurant on the other side that was gradually being renovated, his eyes were filled with a strange expression.

At this sensitive time, opposite the two of them, who was the owner of the restaurant? And for what?

After all, a restaurant wasn't a place to make money.

"Shopkeeper, stay here!"

Just as Lu Beiyou was thinking, his train of thoughts was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

Mu Qiuqiu quickly placed the candied flakes on her back and stood up from the horse. Her small face was filled with smiles, but she was no longer angry and charming as she smiled: "Come, come, come, sit inside, sit inside."

But when he saw the visitor, Lu Beiyou's expression darkened.

He saw Li Nanju looking at him with a smile, and Gu Maner standing beside him with a cold expression.

With a gloomy tone, he said, "You guys really are haunting us like ghosts!"

When Mu Qiuqiu saw Lu Beiyou's expression, he also stopped smiling and stood next to Lu Beiyou.

"Is this how you treat your guests?" We're guests after all. "

Li Nanju's face did not reveal any awkwardness or embarrassment, but instead smiled and replied.

Lu Beiyou stood there for a while, but he still dragged Mu Qiuqiu and entered the tavern first.

Li Nanju glanced at Gu Maner, and also followed him in.

Lu Beiyou carried a pot of hot water and placed it in front of the two and sat down.

"So what do you want to do this time?"

Hearing Lu Beiyou's question, Gu Maner wanted to slam the table and beat him up.

"Don't worry, this time we will not attack Sage Kong. After all, he is already a cripple and has no reason for us to act." This time, it's just a simple inn. "

Hearing Li Nanju's answer, Lu Beiyou couldn't help but roll his eyes. He didn't return to the Southern Barbarian, and instead spent the night amongst the 'two' tens of thousands of kilometers away. Who would believe him if he said there was no conspiracy?

"Really."

With that, she extended her hand towards Gu Maner, who snorted as she took out a silver note and slammed it on the table.

"Is this good enough?"

Lu Beiyou looked at the thousand taels of silver on the table. Just as he was about to speak, Mu Qiuqiu held his head down and placed it on the table.

"Enough, enough."

Afterwards, she pulled Lu Beiyou's collar and walked towards the backyard, not giving Lu Beiyou a chance to speak. Reaching the entrance of the backyard, he turned to look at Li Nanju and Gu Maner and smiled: "You two can eat and drink here, and stay well. There is a room in the backyard that you two can choose from, I will bring you two to train since you don't know what's good for you."

When he could not see the two of them, Gu Maner turned to Li Nanju and said sullenly: "Is this the fun place that you mentioned to me?"

Li Nanju poured himself a cup of hot water and replied: "Don't you feel that dancing on the edge of a blade is very exciting?"