Lan Ruo Beiqi bit his lip, walked over, took Luo Chuan's hand, and said with red eyes, "Luo Chuan brother, I hope you can take me to the Southern Kingdom... I also want to break through the Spirit Severing Realm realm!"
"Although your injuries have recovered, your mental illness..." Luo Chuan frowned slightly, looking at Lan Ruo Progenitor in front of him, a dignified look flashed in his eyes.
"I have already thought of what the artistic conception is, so let my grief turn into real pain and permeate the entire Snow Domain State."
"Sorrowful Artistic Conception?"
Listening to Lan Ruo's words, Luo Chuan also raised his eyebrows. If this is the case, maybe Lan Ruo really has a chance to break through the realm of the Spirit Severing Realm.
Seeing that the other party insisted on this, Luo Chuan did not refuse the matter, so he agreed to her and choose a day to go to the Zhao Kingdom where Four Sects Alliance is, and took this opportunity to get Rain Cauldron, which entered Rain Immortal World.
Only when Rain Cauldron is in hand, A-Dai will have the opportunity to enter Rain Immortal World, thereby obtaining a large amount of Immortal Jade to increase strength.
In the next few days, Luo Chuan was consolidating the formation in the Hengyue Sect.
Relying on the animal bones he obtained in the Demon Cultivation Sea, coupled with the solidification of the clone's strength, the formation here is impregnable. Even if a strong man from the Yingbian Realm comes, he may not be able to break the formation here.
Moreover, Luo Chuan also handed over the control of the formation to Liu Wenju and others. If danger does occur during the period, they, monk Core Formation Stage, can control it and can bring out 80% of the strength of the formation.
After explaining everything, Luo Chuan took Lan Ruo and flew in the direction of the Southern Kingdom until they reached the border area of the Southern Kingdom. Lan Ruo gave up flying and walked towards the distant city on foot.
In this way, she will maximize her grief little by little, recall her experiences many years ago, and allow herself to break through the Spirit Severing Realm realm in the process.
Luo Chuan did not refuse Lan Ruo Progenitor, but landed smoothly on the ground and followed her on foot, enjoying the scenery here.
"I don't know how many years have passed since I walked on the road, but now it's quite interesting to recall the time when I was still a mortal."
Lan Ruo took a deep breath of fresh air and replied softly, "After being imprisoned for a hundred years, what I wanted most was to smell the fragrance of summer... Now I can count on my wish."
"Brother Luo Chuan... you should go to the Southern Kingdom first. I plan to take a walk around the area and slowly understand my artistic conception in a mortal way."
Listening to Lan Ruo Progenitor's words, Luo Chuan also nodded. Taking advantage of the gap when the other party turned his head, he moved his fingers slightly and left a mark on her body, which could be regarded as protecting her from being harmed in the future.
After parting ways with Lan Ruo here, Luo Chuan did not choose to fly. Instead, he bought a horse on the roadside and drove in the direction of the Southern Kingdom Capital City.
Many years ago, he wanted to experience the feeling of riding a horse, and now he has experienced it. Although it is not as comfortable as riding a car, it is still a good means of transportation.
The sun sets and the mountains in the distance look like dark blue.
Seeing that it was getting late, Luo Chuan chose to live in a dilapidated temple nearby, and took the opportunity to light firewood and experience the feeling of a mortal.
After about a while, some nearby businessmen also lived here, and after a while, the sound of drinking could be heard.
These businessmen did not disturb Luo Chuan who was resting his eyes, but instead drank and chatted by themselves, and also discussed some immortal things during the period.
And when Luo Chuan opened his eyes, he saw a long-haired man walking in from outside the temple.
This person's pace was not fast, but Luo Chuan felt like he was shrinking into an inch. One moment, this person was far away, and the next moment, he had stopped beside him.
The big man looked at Luo Chuan in front of him, let out a light sigh, showed his white teeth, and said with a gentle smile, "I didn't expect that in this small temple, I can actually see people from the Daoist world. Mo Zhi, who are you?"
Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared and called himself Mo Zhi, Luo Chuan's expression paused, and the specific identity of this person emerged in his mind.
According to the description in the original work, Mo Zhi is the direct disciple of the Chuyun Kingdom overlord of the eighth-level cultivation country Kunxu Star Domain, and also serves as the special envoy of the Cultivation Alliance.
But in fact he is the disciple of Daogu State Preceptor Tian Yunzi, and his master Chuyun Kingdom is just the clone of Tian Yunzi.
Mo Zhi's cultivation level has reached the Great Heavenly Venerable level, which belongs to the top combat power of Cave Abode World. It can easily suppress Ascendant Realm monks such as Vermilion Bird Child. It can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with just a word, and can crush the Nascent Soul Realm of a monk who has transformed into a god by raising his hand.
Luo Chuan stood up slowly, dusted off the dust on his shoulders, bowed his hands and said, "I'm Luo Chuan."
Mo Zhi smiled heartily, took out two bottles of wine from his pocket, and said with a smile, "It turns out to be brother Luo Chuan. He is really young and promising. I am very happy to see him today. It is a real honor to be able to make friends with brother Luo Chuan."
The merchants who were drinking turned around, looked at Mo Zhi and Luo Chuan, raised their eyebrows, and said, "There must be something wrong with these two people. They make friends when they meet. They are really familiar with each other."
Mo Zhi sat on the ground, handed the wine bottle in his hand to Luo Chuan, then opened a bottle of wine himself, raised his head and took a few sips.
"Meeting is fate. How can fate be compared to familiarity? Maybe there is an unexplainable fate between us."
A bearded merchant at the next table spit out the wine from his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Crazy! These two are definitely crazy!"
The old man wearing a felt hat next to him also nodded, pointed at Luo Chuan and Mo Zhi, lowered his voice and said to his companion, "Look at that white-haired guy, his temperament is so cold that he seems to be otherworldly, but he is calling himself brother to a big man who suddenly appeared."
"And that long-haired man, he walks as silently as a ghost, and the way he hands out drinks seems like he's meeting an old friend for many years. What else can he do if he's not a lunatic?"
Several merchants burst into laughter, and someone joked loudly, "Since you two are destined to be together, why don't you come over and have a few drinks together? We have a good Nu'er Hong Wine here, which is much more exciting than the crappy wine you have!"
Mo Zhi turned his head when he heard the words, grinned, and his voice was not loud but clearly reached everyone's ears. "Although the wine is strong, it cannot quench the thirst of the Daoist heart."
Others also regarded the two people as idiots and ignored them. Instead, they drank alone, as if these two people were crazy here.
Luo Chuan took a sip of wine and smiled silently.
Mo Zhi looked at Luo Chuan, his eyes suddenly showed a trace of confusion, a hollow look, and a strange expression in his eyes.
"Just now... where did we... talk about?"
Luo Chuan frowned and stared at this person.
At this time, several big men at the campfire not far away had been listening to the conversation. The man who spoke before laughed and said, "It turns out he is really a madman."