After Pan Deng broke through, he galloped close to the house.

Chong Wuheng showed a grateful look.

He has always been unpopular in Tianmen Mountain, and the fellow disciples who have been with him for a few years are not as righteous as this friend who has just met for less than an hour!

If it weren't for Wu Heng, my mother's body wouldn't have improved so quickly.

Although it was only a temporary alleviation of his condition, it was already very satisfying for him.

In the past six years, my mother has been coughing non-stop, her face has become more and more ugly, and her body is weak. Pan Deng couldn't do anything, so he could only silently watch his mother get worse day by day. Today, my mother has finally gotten better, and she has a heartfelt and happy smile on her face.

Nothing is more important to him.

"Brother Wu Heng, I will be defeated!" he suddenly bent his legs and kowtowed to Chong Wu Heng.

However, Wu Heng hurriedly helped him up and said with a smile: "If I am a brother, don't be so hypocritical!"

"Haha, Brother Wu is really bold!" Pan Deng spoke so rough and heroic for the first time, and his heart felt extremely happy.

In this outer gate, the senior brothers and younger brothers bullied him, in order to prevent his mother from being wronged because of himself, Pan Deng has always chosen to forbear, and is said to be a soft bone.

In fact, he has a stubborn energy in his bones.

Pan's mother was very relieved: "Pan'er can know a righteous brother like you, which is also his blessing!"

"Auntie, where can I know you, the younger generation is also very happy!" Wu Heng laughed harmless, gentle and elegant, seventeen or eighteen years old, white clothes fluttering, and delicate appearance. Both mother and son thought he was kind-hearted, and the last vigilance in his heart was also put down. But how would their mother and son know that this young man who laughed like a flower made people feel warm, but it was a great killing god that terrified countless strong people in Zhongzhou and stained countless blood?

The three of them were talking and laughing, and they were having a good time, and at this moment, a tentative voice came in from outside the courtyard, "Junior Brother Pan Deng, the essence fluctuation just now, but you broke through?"

"It's Lu Zhao!" Pan Deng's expression was disillusioned, obviously he didn't have a good relationship with that person, he responded loudly to the other party in the house: "Senior Brother Lu, the essence fluctuation just now was indeed caused by my breakthrough, if it's okay, I won't send Senior Brother Lu, after all, my mother is seriously ill and needs to be taken care of." ”

"Hmph, it's just a breakthrough through the three realms of psychic, and it actually gave rise to a shelf, cultivators are the most jealous and arrogant, Pan Deng, you don't know how to lift!" Another contemptuous sarcastic voice came from outside the courtyard, and the voice was slightly sharp.

Pan Deng's face was ugly, and he finally had this happy day, but he didn't expect that group of people to be mixed up again.

Pan Mu said gently: "Pan'er, don't make trouble, you go out to say hello to Lu Zhao now, so as not to be told that you don't understand etiquette, if he deliberately makes things difficult, it is reasonable for us to go to the elders to complain!"

"Hmm!" said Panden, who nodded, and got up and walked out of the house.

Wu Heng said: "I'll go with him too!"

"Well, you guys be careful, don't fight, those people are not simple!" Pan Mu reminded with concern.

"Auntie, don't worry!" Wu Heng replied and left the house.

It was still past one o'clock, and the sun was hanging high overhead, and the sun was shining.

In winter, this time is the most wonderful, when the cold wind blows, it will also be resisted by the warm sun.

Wu Heng let out a long sigh, such a warm sunshine, but he couldn't enjoy it comfortably, and he had to be disturbed by others. As he stood at the door of the house, he saw five monks, four men and one woman, standing in the courtyard seven or eight meters away.

One of them is dignified, wearing a purple gown, and has a rather elegant and extraordinary temperament. The other four people stood behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to regard him as the leader, believing that this person was Lu Zhao. The other three are also disciples of the outer sect of the Heavenly Gate, cultivating in the three realms of psychic, with average appearance, and they are all in their early twenties.

If it were in Zhongzhou, these people would inevitably be little geniuses, and they would be the objects of competition among small and medium-sized forces.

However, in this immortal realm, they are only small outer disciples, only Lu Zhao's strength can be called a genius in Zhongzhou, he is middle and upper class in the immortal realm, and his cultivation is in the realm of turning dragons.

Wu Hengtian's eyes swept away, and their family background was undoubtedly revealed, they were all little minions who were not enough to see.

It is the woman, who looks charming, boldly dressed, revealing a white collarbone and a small section of delicate peaks, with a sexy and hot posture, she is a seductive little goblin, and she is a good choice to be a concubine. It's a pity that compared with the cold frost and snowflakes, it is far worse.

After a few glances, Wu Heng felt that he was unpleasant, so he simply leaned against the wall and lazily basked in the sun.

Pan Deng showed a cowardly look, and greeted him and said, "Senior Brother Lu, you, do you have something to do with me?"

"Hmph, what a spineless guy, when I see something, I'm afraid of it!" One of the young men in a white robe had a look of disdain on his face, his voice was a little sharp, and his tone was mean.

Pan Deng smiled awkwardly, but he knew very well that the people in front of him were the most useful for this thing. The more he fears him, the less interested he will be in trouble.

In Wu Heng's view, the same is true, a person who has not yet grown up, showing weakness to the strong, is the way to survive.

"Senior Brother Pan, now that you have broken through the Psychic Realm, I, the senior brother, have come to congratulate you!" Lu Zhao said with a gentle smile, looking kind. But the cold light that flashed in the depths of his eyes was discovered by Wu Heng, who was leaning against the wall lazily basking in the afternoon sun.

Pan Deng made a look of gratitude and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Lu for your concern!"

The mean-spoken person beside Lu Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Hehe, if you are truly grateful to Senior Brother Lu, quickly keep your distance from the little junior sister and quit the work of the monastery!"

"Senior Brother Zhou Lin, the work of this monastery is set by the head of the outer gate, how can you just say it?"

"Hmph, don't use the head to pressure us, Tianmen Mountain has always respected the opinions of the disciples themselves, if you are willing to resign from the work of the monastery, how can the head of the sect embarrass you?" Zhou Lin snorted coldly, quite a bit of a fox and a fake tiger, after all, his cultivation is almost the same as that of Pan Deng after the breakthrough now, and the real reliance is on Lu Zhao.

The other person was in his twenties, very arrogant, and even more polite than Zhou Lin, and teased: "Pan Deng, you little white face, the little junior sister asked the head of the family to give you this courtyard, which is already a great gift, and you still rely on the little junior sister not to leave, do you want the toad to eat swan meat?"

The seductive friar didn't say a word, but she also made no secret of her disdain for Panden. And there was still some jealousy among them, but I didn't expect this little white face to arrive at the three psychic realms one step ahead of him, and he felt a little embarrassed, so his hatred was also deeper.

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