After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 256
In the Zangshu Pavilion, Sang Luo continued to draw a few barrier symbols. Although this thing can't support the human-devil front line, it may come in handy at critical moments.

However, I have to say that it takes a lot of consciousness to draw this thing. Just after drawing six barrier symbols, Sang Luo became dizzy and couldn't lift himself up even if he lay on the edge of the table.

It must be blessed by the ancestors of Dachun.

But Sang Luo didn't dare to go after offending Master Chuxue just before.

Beside, Chu Yanshu poured her a glass of spiritual spring water,

"No, drink some spiritual spring water."

Sang Luo smelled the faint fragrance of the spiritual spring water, raised her eyelids slightly, raised her hand to bring the spiritual spring water, and drank it in small sips.

While drinking, she raised her eyes to look at Chu Yanshu who was opposite.

The young man sat in front of the table, with black hair in a high bundle, and the broken hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead, his long and narrow peach eyes drooping slightly, with curled and thick eyelashes, he was seriously looking at the ancient book in front of him at the moment.

To be honest, Chu Yanshu's skin is really good-looking, and it just fits Sang Luo's aesthetics.

It's a pity that he has his own way to go in the future.

And she also has her own way.

With the breeze blowing outside, Sang Luo closed her eyes slightly, and simply lay down on the table and closed her eyes to rest.

Not far away, Lin Qinghan flipped through the book "Basic Knowledge of Sword Cultivation" over and over again. Yun He looked up from all kinds of talismans in boredom, and unconsciously followed the blue-haired boy with his eyes.

Ling Yunfeng staged a martial arts arena, and the Xiaotianbang competition has already started. It takes the form of defending the arena and fighting the arena. Various spiritual skills are scattered, and the fight is fierce.

With fiery red hair on his head, the Phoenix cub looked at Sang Luo with resentment in his eyes,
"Don't you want to cultivate immortals? Why don't you go to the Xiaotianbang martial arts test?"

Sang Luo yawned,

"No hurries."

She looked down at her Lingyu, and received a message from Boss Wang——

The results of the martial arts test came out, Zhang Jianting fought against Ji Qingfeng, Zhang Jianting lost.

Sang Luoya doubled his bet by five times.

Boss Wang transferred the spirit stone to Sang Luo online, and Sang Luo took the money, once again affirming Zhang Jianting's match-fixing.

Sang Luo asked Boss Wang,

"Is the next game number out?"

Boss Wang immediately sent out a form, and the next match was Zhang Jianting's match against Zhou Wenting in Tianshu Pavilion, Zhang Jianting would still win with more than [-]% of the opponents.

After all, the main business of Tianshu Pavilion is fortune-telling, and its combat power cannot be compared with sword repair.

However, there are also some people who think that the Sky Jue Pavilion has calculated all the secrets, and it should be able to find a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Sang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately transferred 30 high-grade spirit stones to Boss Wang.
"Help me continue to beat Zhang Jianting to lose."

"..."

Halfway through the Xiaotian Ranking, Zhang Jianting's name kept bouncing up and down on the rankings. Although Sang Luo hadn't made it to the ranking yet, Zhang Jianting's blessings had spread a lot.

On this day, she counted the days to come, so she left the library, swiped her ID card, and went to the martial arts arena.

In the center of the Martial Arts Field, a huge beam of light stands, and each name is engraved on it, from No. 1 to the last one hundred.

Until the end of the Xiaotian Ranking competition, if the ranking is still engraved on the beam of light, you will be eligible to enter the Primordial Realm.

At the moment Lin Qinghan hasn't competed yet, No.1 is Lu Changsheng, No.2 Ji Qingfeng, No.3 Zhou Wenting, No.4 Yunhe, No.5 Song Qingyun... In the first ten miles, seven personal biography accounted for nine seats, Sang Luo had no intention of competing with casual cultivators, so he directly picked No.10 Zhang Jianting's ring and flew up.

　Second update~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)