Wu Zun Mansion.

In fact, Wu Zun Mansion is not called Wu Zun Mansion, but Duan Mansion. However, because there is a Wu Zun here, it is called Wu Zun Mansion.

Luo Chen was lying on the bed, feeling depressed with all his thoughts.

He had to face the fact that he had become a useless person, and unlike before that he had used Shi Hao's meridians, this time Shi Hao smashed his bones.

As far as he knows, it is impossible for the doctors of Hua Yuan Kingdom to cure him. Even if he is lucky enough to not have to lie in bed for life, he will never be able to leave the crutches.

It was just when he was full of energy that he suddenly fell from the clouds to the ground. How could he bear it?

His tears had already dried up, his eyes were empty, without a trace of magic.

"Chen'er!" A majestic voice sounded, and an old man walked into the house.

Wu Zun, Duan Jinghong.

"Master!" Luo Chen seemed to meet his parents, and immediately cried loudly again, "I'm a useless person! I'm a useless person! Master, you must avenge me!"

Duan Jinghong snorted: "If a man doesn't cry easily, why are you crying?"

"Yes." Luo Chen forced himself to stop his tears. Anyway, he almost cried out, so it was not difficult.

"The magic of this world is far beyond your imagination!" Duan Jinghong said lightly, "How do you know that there is no spiritual medicine to heal you?"

Luo Chen was incredible. He opened his eyes wide. Is there such a magic medicine?

How is that possible!

But will the dignified Martial Master deliberately say something false to comfort him?

"Chen'er, I originally didn't plan to tell you this early, so as not to be too ambitious. However, now that you are so depressed, I will tell you how vast and magical this world is." Duan Jinghong said, with a hint of yearning in his eyes.

"Please give me a message, Master." Luo Chen said respectfully.

"As we all know, martial arts are divided into three major realms, nine small realms, namely martial artists, martial artists, and Wuzong, and above Wuzong, he is the Martial Master." Duan Jinghong said. This is indeed a well-known thing, which made Luo Chen calmly hear it.

"But in fact, the entire martial artist, martial artist, and the Nine Realms of Wuzong belong to the same realm among the real cultivation sects."

"What!" Luo Chen was shocked and showed a look of horror.

Duan Jinghong smiled and nodded: "These nine small realms require continuous breaking of the limits of the body and improving strength, so it is called...breaking the extreme!"

Breaking the limit of strength and body is to break the limit.

Luo Chen's heart was pounding, and he realized that he might have to come into contact with an amazing world.

"Breaking the extreme is to nourish the soul." Duan Jinghong continued, "The Soul-raising Realm is the martial master in the world."

Wu Zun...is it actually just the second realm of martial arts?

Oh my God!

"The above soul cultivation is the other side." Duan Jinghong said again, "Look, the Chu royal family is above and governs a country, but in fact, the Huayuan Kingdom is just a vassal of Baiyun Sect, and under the rule of Baiyun Sect, there are as many as three such countries."

"Because... the leader of Baiyun Sect is the strong man on the other side!"

Luo Chen had a little numbness in his mind. In his mind, the emperor, who was called the son of heaven, was just a vassal and puppet of Baiyun Sect?

If it weren't for Duan Jinghong's words, he would definitely not believe it for a single word.

"Not to mention the strong ones on the other side, even in the soul-nourishing realm, their strength also starts from a million pounds, and soul-nourishing is also the nine realm. When reaching nine steps to nourish the soul, you can open mountains and break rivers, just like gods!" Duan Jinghong said, and his face also showed a look of yearning.

Luo Chen couldn't help but ask, "How many steps does the master have to nourish his soul?"

Duan Jinghong sighed: "The spiritual roots of my master are broken and I can't make any progress, but I just need to nourish my soul in one step."

One step to nourish the soul.

Even so, he was respected as the Martial Master. In the Yuan Kingdom, his words were like imperial edicts.

"Master, what is spiritual root?" Luo Chen was not stupid and immediately asked the key point.

Duan Jinghong smiled and asked without answering, "Do you know why your teacher loves you very much?"

"That's the master's fault." Luo Chen said hurriedly.

Duan Jinghong shook his head: "Everyone can practice, but if you want to break through the soul cultivation, you must have spiritual roots, otherwise you will not be able to communicate with the heaven and earth in nature and obtain energy that is filled with space but cannot be seen or touched."

"However, in our country of Huayuan, there are only a handful of people with spiritual roots."

In Luo Chen's sudden excitement, Duan Jinghong nodded: "You are the very rare and lucky person in the world who has spiritual roots!"

I see!

Luo Chen finally understood why Duan Jinghong had eleven apprentices but he loved him the most.

Because his future is not only Martial Master, but also Soul-raising, even the other side!

"In Baiyun Sect, bone injuries like you are simply a slight idea. One dose of plaster can be cured." Duan Jinghong said lightly.

"Master, are you going to take me to Baiyun Sect?" Luo Chen said excitedly.

Duan Jinghong shook his head: "Although my master was also a disciple of Baiyun Sect in the past, he withdrew from the sect because of his spiritual roots. Therefore, it is impossible for me to go back."

What should I do?

Luo Chen showed disappointment again. Isn’t it in vain to say so much?

Duan Jinghong smiled, "Although I left Baiyun Sect, I still have some connections and have already passed on the fact that you have the spiritual roots to the sect. Therefore, it should be in the past two days that the disciples of the sect will come over to check the spiritual roots for you again."

"So, don't say that you just broke your limbs and your whole body is paralyzed, and you can easily heal it."

Although the following sentence sounds like a curse, Luo Chen did not think it was offended at all. He only had strong excitement and expectation, and he wished that the disciple would arrive now.

"Chen'er, I hope that after you gain a foothold in Baiyun Sect in the future, you will ask for a 'spiritual replenishment' for your teacher to cure the spiritual roots of your teacher." Duan Jinghong said cautiously.

It turns out that all this is a transaction.

Luo Chen sneered in his heart, and he knew how Duan Jinghong could have been so kind to him for no reason. It turned out that he had something to ask for.

Humph, after he entered the Baiyun Sect and knew the preciousness of the Spirit Replenishment Pill, he would wait for the price to sell it.

If it is too precious, it is impossible for him to sacrifice his own interests to seek it.

Of course, he certainly did not dare to show any of it now and said respectfully: "Master, don't worry, my disciple will definitely not let you down!"

Duan Jinghong nodded and showed a satisfied smile.

"Master, the bastard who hurt me-" Luo Chen suddenly thought about it and immediately became furious.

Duan Jinghong smiled indifferently: "I have sent someone a message to me, and I asked him to kneel down here within three days, so I can leave him a complete body."
Chapter completed!