Luo Luo suddenly stood up and rushed outside in a panic.
"Get ready, we're leaving now!"
"Can we call Grandpa Jiu back?" Luo Yicheng shouted.
"How do we call him? Besides, the enemy is hidden and we are in the open. Moreover, this is all speculation. What if he really went to the small world?"
Luo Luo, without looking back, ran downstairs as she spoke.
Luo Yicheng thought about it and agreed!
Luo Lingfeng never carried high-tech products like mobile phones.
And he often came and went without a trace, only appearing when he wanted to find you.
It was too difficult to find him.
In less than five minutes, Luo Luo drove a car and stopped directly in front of the villa.
Luo Yicheng, carrying Luo Qinghao on his back, arrived at the entrance.
Luo Luo got out of the car to help and put Luo Qinghao into the car.
"Where are we going now?" Luo Yicheng asked as he sat in the passenger seat.
"To pick up my mother, then to Changbai Mountain," Luo Luo replied.
Luo Luo looked solemn; this was the safest place she could think of.
On the way, she regretted not listening to Chu Tian's advice and transferring with him.
At that time, Chu Tian was only worried about the Revenge of the Ninth Bureau's faction, which might retaliate against him.
He even worried that Ye Ling would personally take action against those around him after hearing what [Lu Fei Mei Wo Chang] said.
As a result, he had advised Luo Luo.
And Luo Luo said that the headquarters of the Ninth Bureau was in Kyoto.
It was said that all the people in the headquarters were from the Primitive Faction.
The Divergent Faction had not yet been able to infiltrate the headquarters.
Therefore, they did not dare to attack ordinary people in Kyoto.
Even... as the daughter of the Luo family patriarch, the Divergent Faction did not dare to do so.
It was likely that if they touched her, the eight great aristocratic families would join forces and possibly eradicate them with force.
Even though the Ninth Bureau was powerful, they, the eight great aristocratic families, would not fear them.
Although the eight great aristocratic families had internal discord, it was because no external force had infiltrated.
If there was, they would immediately unite as one.
In hundreds of years, this kind of thing had happened.
All those who attempted to dismantle the power of the eight great aristocratic families, or organizations.
Had all become dust in history.
...
As Luo Luo drove away from the villa, she was a thousand meters away.
A person quietly put down the binoculars in his hand.
A sinister smile appeared on his lips.
If Luo Luo saw this person, she would surely be greatly shocked.
This person was none other than the former chief steward of the Luo family.
The strongest person of the current generation, Luo Qingyu.
He was dressed as an ordinary person, standing on top of a tall building.
Seeing Luo Luo drive away, he reached out and grabbed a backpack by his feet.
He turned and walked downstairs.
As he went downstairs, he took out a small leather bag from his arms, embroidered with a hurricane.
He weighed it in his hand and sneered, "They've all set off... This time it will be fun."
As the chief steward of the Luo family, having a spatial item was not particularly unusual.
However, the symbol embroidered on this bag...
If Chu Tian saw it, he would surely be very surprised.
Why... did the Luo family on the Blue Star have a spatial bag with the symbol of Hurricane City?
...
Second Universe, Sacred Spirit Realm.
"Aren't Boss and the others coming back soon?" Xiao Hei lay on the ground, looking at the sky.
"They should be back soon. Look, the divine sun is only the size of a fist now," Wei Jin replied from the side.
"It's been more than a year since those people were teleported out, hasn't it?" Miao Zuo looked into the distance and said faintly.
"What's wrong? When that person asked you if you wanted to go, didn't you say you weren't going?" Wei Jin retorted.
Miao Zuo glanced at Xiao Hei and continued faintly.
"I was thinking, this outside world is so big, and a beautiful girl like Chi Xue must have a hard time living with a bunch of little Chiyan Qilins.
Could it be that due to the hardships of life, she will find a father for the children?"
Wei Jin was stunned...
Xiao Hei immediately got up from the ground.
He stared fiercely at Miao Zuo and said, "What did you say?"
"Nothing! I was just thinking that there was once a man who was forcibly violated by a rich woman one night.
The purpose was... to borrow seeds... Ah..." Miao Zuo's words were cut short, and he let out a scream.
He had already flown into the air, his body covered in scorch marks, with countless electric arcs coursing through him.
"Boss Wei, you are my witness. It was not me who provoked this, he hit me first. If that person is alerted, you must bear witness for me!"
As Miao Zuo spoke, countless talismans flew out from his hand.
They revolved around his body in a specific pattern.
If Chu Tian were here, he would find that.
His talismans were not made of paper.
They were all made of unknown fiery red jade.
Back when he was on the Blue Star.
Chu Tian heard Lin Ran say that the most difficult part of the art of formations was the breakthrough in the materials used for making them.
The simplest was drawing talismans on paper, which was also a compulsory course for beginners.
A higher level was drawing talismans on wood, which was making talisman plates.
At this stage, one could already reach a master level.
The talisman plates could form arrays when rotated, or be used individually.
Wooden talismans, unlike paper talismans, could not be used only once.
Wooden talismans could be used multiple times.
However, the number of times was generally not too many.
About three to five times, and for good quality materials, no more than ten times.
Next, there were jade talismans.
This type of talisman cultivator had basically escaped the predicament of running out of talismans.
At the same time, their skill in drawing talismans had reached a perfect level.
It could be called a grandmaster level.
Of course, there was also the legendary drawing talismans out of thin air.
It was said that reaching this level.
One could summon the wind and rain, scatter beans to create soldiers, and be as powerful as an immortal.
Of course, even Lin Ran scoffed at such a statement.
He also did not believe that such talisman cultivators existed.
Miao Zuo, who was fighting Xiao Hei, was currently at the third stage of talisman cultivation.
He was using jade talismans...
In just over a year, his progress had been so great.
This was naturally due to Daotian's merit.
He didn't know why Daotian looked at Miao Zuo with such favor.
He casually handed him a book for him to study on his own.
The paper, so old that it had turned yellow, was actually a handwritten copy.
After Miao Zuo received it, he treasured it as a gem.
At a glance, he immediately sat in meditation and entered a state of enlightenment.
Seeing this scene, Daotian's lips curved slightly.
Within his sleeve, a book with a blue cover was clutched in his hand.
It was titled "Zhang Daoling's Talisman Techniques Handbook."
Looking at Miao Zuo, who was in a state of enlightenment and meditation, Daotian thought to himself: My old brother, I have found a successor for you.
I hope that one day, your disciple can get you out of that place!
Although we are more than 1300 years apart, I have to admit that your talent surpasses mine.
The things you have done for all the people in the world are unknown to anyone.
But you sacrificed your hope of survival and pushed me out of that deadly place. I will not accept this kindness in vain.
Also... those old guys who followed me and shared life and death together.
For those who are still alive, hold on, wait for me and... him to get you all out.
For the deceased... you are the happiest, you don't have to suffer.
Rest in peace in the netherworld! I believe we will meet again someday.