The sky is bright.
The morning noise filtered into the second floor of the inn through the cracks in the window.
Lu Heng walked down the wooden building and bought two freshly baked Huǒshāo from a street stall.
Tianhuang City West District is the territory of the Liu Clan.
Compared to the ostentatious Cheng Clan in the East District, the shops on both sides of the streets in the West District are much more orderly, and the armors on the patrol guards are polished.
Lu Heng bit Huǒshāo and strolled all the way to a vermilion mansion that occupies an extremely large area.
Two copper lanterns hang on the gatehouse, and the door plaque is engraved with two large gilded characters Liu Residence with iron paintings and silver hooks.
There were four guards standing at the door holding swords, and their auras were all about Da Dou Shi.
"Stop, this friend is very cool. What are you doing here at Liu Residence?"
The leading guard took a step forward and his tone was quite polite.
After all, although Lu Heng's clothes are simple, the material is fine silk, and he behaves calmly, he doesn't look like an ordinary cultivator.
Lu Heng Swallowed the last mouthful Huǒshāo and patted the debris off his fingers.
"Please report this to your young master Liu Qing."
"Just say that Jia Nan Academy's old friend is passing by and have a drink with him."
The guard was stunned for a moment.
Looking for the young master?
And you mention Jia Nan Academy when you open your mouth?
Tianhuang City Everyone knows that after his young master Liu Qing came back from the Jia Nan Academy, he directly stepped into the Dou Emperor threshold with his Tyrant Spear fighting power. His temperament was so arrogant that ordinary fox friends could not get in.
"Excuse me, please wait a moment. May I ask your name?"
"Lu Heng."
"Okay, Xiao Rong, please go in and give me a message."
The guard apologized and quickly walked through the ceremony gate and ran towards the Inner Academy.
Not long after, heavy footsteps were heard from deep inside the Inner Academy.
It was accompanied by a hearty and heroic laugh.
"Lu Heng? Damn it! Is it really your kid who came to Central Plains?"
Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.
A burly figure emerged from the fierce wind inside the vermilion gate.
Wearing a black robe and short coat, his body is broad, and the iconic Pitch-Black Heavy Spear is still slung across his back.
Liu Qing stepped out of the threshold with long strides. His whole body was half a circle darker than when Jia Nan Academy, and his outline was tougher. His whole body exuded the condensed aura belonging to Dou Huang expert.
He stopped on the steps, looked Lu Heng up and down, and slapped Lu Heng directly on the shoulder with his broad palm.
Lu Heng stood there without moving, letting the heavy palm fall.
There was a soft bang.
Liu Qing felt his palm slapping against a heavy black iron shield that would last for thousands of years, and the force of the shock made his jaw go numb.
"Damn, my body is still so hard!"
Liu Qing shook his sore right hand and took a deep breath.
"How did you get here? How long has it been since you graduated from the Jia Nan Academy? I heard that those guys from the Inner Academy were scattered in Central Plains, Lin Xiuya's guys went to Northern Region, Yan Hao went back to his hometown, but you touched my door directly!"
Liu Qing grabbed Lu Heng's sleeve and pulled him in the door.
"Let's go, let's go into the house! I have to drink you down today! You tricked me several times when I was trying to steal the tower floor at the Inner Academy. I'll settle the account with you today at Tianhuang City!"
The guards at the door were dumbfounded.
The young master Tyrant Spear, who was usually very stern and could shoot away the deacon Cheng Clan with one shot, was completely out of character in front of this young man in green robe.
After passing through several courtyards with carved beams and painted buildings, Liu Qing directly led Lu Heng into his exclusive martial arts performance hall.
The furnishings in the side hall are extremely simple. Apart from a circle of weapon racks, there is a spacious Iron Wood long table in the center, with several jars of unopened aged knives scattered around.
Liu Qing grabbed a jar, opened the mud seal with one hand, and filled two sea bowls.
"Here, let's drink a bowl first to moisten your throat!"
Lu Heng picked up the large porcelain bowl, touched it, and drank it all.
The strong liquor enters the throat, burning hot.
"The wine is good, better than the watery brand-name wine like Black-Corner Region."
"That's the fifty-year-old Snowflake Wine that I sneaked out from the old man's cellar. I'm usually reluctant to drink it myself."
Liu Qing wiped his stubble, moved a chair and sat down carelessly, leaning his spear on the corner of the table.
"Seriously, where are you now?"
Liu Qing came closer, puffing out his chest with a somewhat proud expression.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, I'm now at the peak of Three-Star Dou Emperor, and I can touch the threshold of Four-Star at any time. Back then, Strong Ranking List, you were half way ahead of me, but now I'm at Central Plains, and the energy in the world is abundant, so my progress is not slow."
The shadow of being suppressed by Lu Heng when Inner Academy was too deep. Now that Liu Qing has returned to the home court, he is always wondering if he can regain some face.
Lu Heng sat casually and slowly picked up a peanut on the plate.
"It's not bad, I'm a little taller than you."
"How many stars is a little bit?"
Liu Qing raised his eyebrows.
"Five-Star? Six-star? You were One-Star Dou Zong strong back then, but you can't be Peak Dou Zong now, right?"
If you were Peak Dou Zong, I would chew this empty wine jar alive today!"
Lu Heng sighed and put down his chopsticks.
He did not deliberately release a huge aura to overwhelm the entire side hall, he just raised his index finger and lightly scratched the void in front of him.
The fingertips moved slightly, and a thin gray-white thread appeared in mid-air.
That was not a sharp sword light, but Spatial Fissure that was simply twisted and torn apart by force.
The crack was only half an inch long, but the surrounding air was sucked in, making a slight sucking sound.
As this crack emerged, the layer of deliberately disguised Dou Emperor on Lu Heng's body quietly dissipated for a moment.
The extremely deep and heavy spatial fluctuations disappeared in a flash.
The air was completely still.
Liu Qing The hand originally holding the wine bowl froze in mid-air.
A few drops of wine rippled out and spilled onto the table, but he didn't notice it at all.
Liu Qing opened his mouth so wide that he could fit a duck egg in. He made a gurgling sound in his throat and froze on the chair.
"Tear... tear apart space?"
"Control Spatial Power?"
Liu Qing flicked his wrist and almost dropped the wine bowl, but he caught it in a hurry.
He stared intently at the dark crack that quickly closed, then turned to look at Lu Heng who was slowly eating peanuts, his scalp numbing from the explosion.
"Dou...Dou Zong? No, the control of this space is much smoother than that of my old man. Is it Dou Zun?"
"Lu Heng! What fake medicine did you take? Tell me honestly, how old are you this year?"
"Twenty-one."
Lu Heng looks calm.
"Two... twenty-one-year-old Dou Zun?"
Liu Qing grabbed his short hair and turned around three times in the side hall.
"Crazy, this world is absolutely crazy! I was beaten day and night at the Jia Nan Academy, and I finally hit Three-Star Dou Emperor with my family's resources. I thought I could put a big one in front of you... You jumped directly to Dou Zun?"
"Still Two-Star Dou Zun."
Lu Heng kindly added.
Liu Qing stumbled and almost hit the weapon rack.
He held Iron Wood on the edge of the table and slowly sat back down, looking at Lu Heng with dull eyes, as if all his strength had been drained from his whole body.
"Okay, I won't chew the wine jar anymore because my teeth can't bear it."
Liu Qing grabbed the wine jar helplessly, took a big sip directly into his mouth, and let out a long breath of wine.
"Where did a monster like you come from? Even the young masters of Central Plains and Ancient Great Clans are nothing more than this, right?"