Lan Ruo Progenitor When looking at Luo Chuan, who was still exactly the same as a hundred years ago, tears could no longer suppress the pain in his heart and burst into his eyes.
"It's really... it's really you...Luo Chuan brother..."
Lan Ruo walked over with her whole body trembling. A hundred years of torture had made her figure skinny, and she no longer had the charm that she had in the past.
However, he is a Nascent Soul Realm monk after all. Even if his body is completely tortured, he can still use the remaining spiritual power in his body to act.
Luo Chuan opened the iron door smoothly, and the strong stench hit his face, and even he couldn't help but frown.
After all, he has been locked up here for more than a hundred years. In addition to refining elixirs every day, he is also on the road to refining elixirs. Coupled with the airtight environment, it is probably difficult for anyone to accept such a situation.
Lan Ruo stumbled and threw himself in front of Luo Chuan, grabbing his sleeves with his skinny hands, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. Tears rolled down the ravines on his cheeks, leaving two shallow marks on his face covered with dirt.
"Luo Chuan brother, please... save me out!"
Lan Ruo's voice was hoarse as if it had been sandpapered, and every word he spoke was trembling.
"For the past hundred years, I have been refining medicine every day. If I make any mistakes, I will be whipped and fasted. They treat me as a tool for refining elixirs and will not even let me die!"
Lan Ruo looked up at Luo Chuan, a glimmer of light finally ignited in his empty eyes, as if he had grasped the last life-saving straw.
"I know you are more capable now, but I really can't hold on anymore... As long as I can get out of here, even if I have to work as a cow or a horse, I am willing... Please, take me away, okay?"
Looking at Lan Ruo Progenitor, Luo Chuan sighed and said, "I came here this time to confirm whether he is a disciple of the Luohe Sect..."
Originally Luo Chuan thought it was Li Qiqing, but now after seeing that it was Lan Ruo Progenitor, he decided to take her away from here.
Although he only has the cultivation level of Core Formation Stage, with the Seven-Colored Ultimate Realm, he can be said to be the first person in the Nascent Soul Realm period.
Unless those Spirit Severing Realm strong men come, they don't have the ability to stop him.
Luo Chuan took out his clothes and put them on Lan Ruo Progenitor, took her dirty right hand, turned around and led her towards Fangshi.
However, just as the two people were about to leave, Zhou Tong from before immediately ran over and stopped Luo Chuan in front of them.
"Fellow Daoist, this is against the rules. She is a medicine refining slave in Fangshi. She cannot be taken away at will..."
Luo Chuan took out three pieces of Top-Grade Spirit Stone from the storage ring, threw them on the table, and said, "This should be enough."
Zhou Tong's eyes were instantly attracted to Top-Grade Spirit Stone on the table. The shiny luster and the pure spiritual power contained in it were a treasure that he had never touched in his life.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his face that was tense before was immediately filled with a flattering smile. He quickly stretched out his hand to gather the spirit stone into his arms, not even bothering to wipe the dust between his fingers.
"Enough! That's enough! Fellow Daoist is so generous. It's not that these rules cannot be accommodated!"
Zhou Tong As he spoke, he stepped aside to get out of the way, and he did not forget to lead the way diligently. "Fellow Daoist, walk slowly. I will go and report to the steward, saying that you ransomed this medicine refining slave for a large sum of money. I'm sure no one will stop me!"
Luo Chuan said no more, holding Lan Ruo's hand and walking quickly through the city.
Lan Ruo was wrapped tightly in his new clothes, his steps were a little frivolous, but he followed Luo Chuan's pace closely, his eyes were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster, but occasionally when he looked at the Snow Domain State monk patrolling the city, he still couldn't help but wince.
But as soon as they walked out of the gate of Fangshi, a powerful spiritual power suddenly shrouded their heads from above, like an invisible giant hand, instantly blocking their way.
A cold wind suddenly rose, causing the surrounding snow to fly all over the sky. An old man in black robes stood in the sky, with white hair and cold eyes.
It is the old monster Nascent Soul Realm stationed in Fang City, Zhao Kun.
"You are so brave, you dare to redeem the medicine refining slave under my nose. Do you really think you are Spirit Severing Realm a strong person?"
Zhao Kun's voice was like thunder, making Luo Chuan's eardrums ache. He said angrily, "Then Lan Ruo is the alchemist that Snow Domain State spent hundreds of years to tame. How can he take away just a few pieces of Top-Grade Spirit Stone?"
Lan Ruo turned pale with fright and subconsciously hid behind Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan protected her behind him and raised his head to look at Zhao Kun. The spiritual power around his body was slowly moving, and a light golden aura condensed in his palm. "The spiritual stone has been paid, and I will take you away. Why should I force you to do something difficult for me, senior?"
"Forcing someone to do something difficult?"
Zhao Kun sneered, waved his right hand, and a solid ice pick shot towards Luo Chuan's face, the cold air was biting.
"In Snow Domain State, my words are the rules! You can't take this woman away today. Even you, a brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, must keep her alive!"
The ice pick was about to arrive in an instant, but Luo Chuan did not panic. While avoiding it sideways, a golden sword energy popped out from his fingertips and struck the ice pick accurately.
With a "click" sound, the ice cone shattered and turned into ice shards all over the sky.
When Zhao Kun saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that a Core Formation Stage monk could actually receive his blow.
"A little capable, but not good enough!"
Zhao Kun snorted coldly, and the spiritual energy around him surged. The pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm stage surged towards Luo Chuan like a tide, "I will let you know today that the gap between the Golden Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm is as big as heaven!"
I saw Zhao Kun making secrets with both hands, and countless ice blades condensed in front of him, forming a storm of ice blades, sweeping towards Luo Chuan.
Wherever the storm passed, the snow on the ground instantly froze into ice, and even the air seemed to freeze.
Luo Chuan's expression condensed, knowing that he could not resist forcefully, he pushed Lan Ruo behind him and whispered, "Stay away!"
Then, the golden light around Luo Chuan flourished, and the power of the Seven-Colored Ultimate Realm quietly circulated. A trace of colorful light was faintly revealed in the originally light golden spiritual power.
Luo Chuan clenched his hands into fists and rushed forward against the ice blade storm. The spiritual power in his fists condensed into a golden fist seal and collided with the ice blade.
"Boom!"
After the loud noise, the ice blade storm was shattered by the fist mark, and countless ice shards flew away.
Zhao Kun was shaken by this force and took half a step back. His eyes were full of shock. "What kind of spiritual power is this? Core Formation Stage How can a monk have such power?"
Luo Chuan didn't answer. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Kun was distracted, he flashed in front of him and punched him in the chest.
Zhao Kun looked at Luo Chuan who suddenly appeared in front of him. He was extremely angry and roared, "Golden Core Realm, you kid, how dare you be so ignorant. Today I will destroy your soul and let you die without a burial place!"
However, just as Zhao Kun was about to take action, a cold and bone-chilling sound sounded from not far away, and at the same time, five different colors of light directly crossed the middle of the road, blocking Zhao Kun's attack.
"Stop it!"