After finishing the lecture for the three disciples, Lu Xiaoran set up a large spiritual energy formation at Zhishui Peak, which was specifically used to increase spiritual energy to ensure that Yun Lige and the other two absorbed spiritual energy faster.

After arranging this, Lu Xiaoran returned to his room and began to practice.

The cultivation speed of Yun Lige and the other two was not as fast as his alone.

By cooperating with the three people's practice and adding my own practice, I will see if I can break through to the state of being able to leave before going to Xuanwu Zhenzong.

"It is said that Kanlijing can combine the power of earth, water, wind and fire to attack. I don't know how powerful he is."

As he spoke, Lu Xiaoran sat cross-legged and fell into meditation.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already night. Li Daoran woke up from his sleep in a daze.

He shook his head vigorously to shake off the dizziness in his head, then slowly stood up, buttoned his clothes and opened the door.

"belch."

Li Daoran burped and looked outside. There was fog everywhere.

"Hey, why is it foggy? The environment at Zhishui Peak isn't that good. It's not even as good as my peak."

Muttering a few words, Li Daoran walked out of the door. A cool breeze hit him, but instead of making him feel cold, it was absorbed into his body, making him feel refreshed.

"Um?"

Li Daoran was startled, then suddenly woke up. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked forward.

"Shit, this isn't fog, this is spiritual energy! Because there is too much spiritual energy, fog is formed. Did Old Lu set up a formation? He is really working hard to cultivate."

Li Daoran put his hands behind his back and walked down the mountain, murmuring as he walked:

"I don't know why Old Lu practices so hard all day long. We are all ordinary people. Just showing your appreciation is enough. Without that talent, you won't be able to reach that level no matter how hard you practice."

Not long after he finished speaking, he saw a figure faintly visible in the white mist, standing proudly with a gun in hand.

"Eh? That figure seems a little familiar. Isn't that Old Lu's eldest disciple, Yun Lige?"

"Zizi, it's so late, and he's still practicing outside. He's quite serious. Lao Lu's apprentice has the same temper as him."

Li Daoran sighed and commented:

"It seems that Yun Lige was beaten so hard that his meridians were broken. Even if Old Lu helped him repair his meridians, he would not be able to achieve much. His current cultivation level is already quite good, as he can break through the second or third level of the Body Tempering Realm."

As he was speaking, Yun Lige suddenly opened his eyes, and two flashes of lightning shot out, shooting straight towards a big tree not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the gun shot out like a dragon.

"drink--!"

Yun Lige shouted loudly and swung the spear in his hand. A sharp light swept out like a meteor, and in an instant, a huge gully over two hundred meters wide was split on the ground.

"Fuck!"

Li Daoran's eyes widened and his jaw almost dropped.

Yun Lige's move is actually more powerful than his?

Are you kidding me?

Isn't Yun Lige a useless guy with broken meridians? How could he have such powerful means and strength?

He has only been in the Heavenly Demon Sect for a few months? Even if he was practicing, it is impossible for him to practice so fast?

Something is wrong. Something is very wrong.

Li Daoran's pupils shrank.

Could it be that Yun Lige was a spy? Was he assigned by someone else to be a spy in the Heavenly Demon Sect?

"No, I have to go back and tell Lao Lu."

He hurriedly ran back, but before he had gone far, he saw a perfect figure standing hundreds of meters away.

"Is that Ji Wuxia? She's practicing in the middle of the night?"

Out of curiosity, Li Daoran quietly moved closer and took a look.

As soon as he looked at it, Ji Wuxia shouted softly, and a phoenix shadow more than ten meters tall appeared behind him.

As the phoenix flapped its wings, all the mist formed by the spiritual energy in front was stirred up like a hurricane.

"Fuck!"

Li Daoran shuddered with fear again. Yun Lige's cultivation was already abnormal, but then another Ji Wuxia appeared, who was even more abnormal than him?

"run!"

Not daring to be careless, he immediately fled to Lu Xiaoran's house.

At this moment, accompanied by a loud explosion, a small house not far away was suddenly broken through by a golden light. Immediately afterwards, Li Daoran saw a huge golden giant stepping out of the house.

The aura on his body actually exceeded his own by one major realm and had reached the mountain and sea realm!

“Oh my god!”

The successive horrific blows caused Li Daoran to completely collapse. He staggered and fainted from fright.

It was not known whether it was after a while or a long time, but Li Daoran heard some sounds in his ears and woke up from his deep sleep in a daze.

"Is Uncle Li okay?"

"He won't die?"

"It should be fine. After all, Uncle Li is not an ordinary person."

When Li Daoran slowly opened his eyes, the people he saw were none other than Yun Lige and the other two.

Eight eyes looked at each other, and the air was suddenly still and silent.

After a long while, Yun Lige put on a self-righteous smile and stepped forward and said:

"Uncle Li, are you okay?"

"Stop, don't come near me. Stay away from me."

Li Daoran took a defensive posture, which made Yun Lige feel a little embarrassed.

He touched his nose and immediately said:

"Uncle Li, what's wrong with you? I'm Li Ge."

Li Daoran was full of vigilance.

If you believe it, there will be something fishy.

"I want to see Xiao Ran. Let Xiao Ran come to see me."

"But our master was just in retreat."

"Then I don't care. Except for Xiao Ran, no one of you can come up. If everyone fights to the death, don't blame me for being merciless."

The three brothers and sisters looked at each other, not knowing what Li Daoran was up to.

Just as they were struggling, Lu Xiaoran's voice suddenly came from behind.

"All of you, go down."

"Master."

The three of them turned around and saluted, while Li Daoran, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, immediately bypassed the three of them, threw himself behind Lu Xiaoran, grabbed Lu Xiaoran's arm tightly, and said seriously:

"Old Lu, let me tell you, you have three spies in Zhishui Peak!"

Lu Xiaoran's eyes moved slightly, and he gave a wink to Yun Lige and the other two, and the three of them immediately retreated.

Then, Li Daoran continued:

"Let me tell you, your three disciples have very high cultivation levels. Each one of them is higher than the two of us. The power of Yun Lige's spear is no less than the fifth level of the Spirit Realm. And Ji Wuxia, there is a huge phoenix shadow behind her. I have never seen a martial art of that level before."

"The most terrifying one is your little disciple, Fang Tianyuan. His cultivation, conservatively estimated, must be at the Mountain and Sea Realm!"

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