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Chapter 372 The Former Residence Of The Great Emperor

"By the way, where's Zheya?" Lu Chuan was a little curious. He hadn't seen this guy for several days.

"Two days ago, he went out to eat people on the street, and I caught him. He is being detained!" Ye Scorpion spread his hands helplessly.

As the saying goes, a country can change its nature but its nature cannot be changed. Even if Lu Chuan repeatedly gave orders not to cause trouble here, there would always be some people with brain problems who would commit crimes against the odds.

Lu Chuan had a lot of black streaks in his head and felt that it was a very wrong decision for him to bring these guys back together.

"Let's go, stop fighting!" Lu Chuan roared viciously.

When the four "female animals" heard Lu Chuan's voice, they finally stopped fighting and quickly ran over to occupy the favorable terrain.

Mo Buddha held Lu Chuan's right arm, Lu Datou held Lu Chuan's left hand, and Little Nine Tails occupied his shoulders.

Due to his size, poor Bad Tongue had no chance to fish it into a suitable position, so he croaked anxiously.

In the end, Lu Chuan had to put a rope around Shashe's leg and hold the big frog.

They all say that you can never enjoy a gentle land, but when you go to Lu Chuan, it is simply torture. These "evil beasts" want to stick to you when you go out.

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The former residence of the Great Emperor is in Minghai City, China.

With Tianding as the center, a hundred miles in radius were protected and designated as the former residence of the great emperor.

If you want to enter the former residence of the Great Emperor, you must buy a ticket, and it is quite expensive. Each person has a high-grade spiritual stone.

Even though the charges are so unreasonable, there is still an endless stream of tourists every day.

Most practitioners do it not just to pay homage, but for other reasons.

It is said that the top of the sky, which reaches directly into the sky, did not exist before.

But during a great battle, he was transformed by an old sword-guarding servant of Emperor Tuntian.

After that battle, the Emperor's sword marks were left in the top of the sky, and it was said that the Emperor's way remained inside.

Countless practitioners flocked to Tianding Peak in order to understand some of the ways.

However, over the years, the only one who can see something superficial is Li Guanqi, the proud son of Kunlun Temple.

"The fresh sky and moon yellow has grown for thousands of years just to be taken home by you today. Don't miss it when you pass by."

"Produced by Shushan, a high-level fairy sword. Parents who are swordsmen at home should come and take a look."

"Nine-grade Xiaoyao Powder, produced by the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan, is a good product for traveling at home and for killing people and selling goods. Please take a look."

"Take a look, take a look, it's the same battle suit as the Emperor, the price is reasonable and you can't be fooled."

As soon as he bought the ticket and entered the former residence of the Great Emperor, waves of shouts rang in Lu Chuan's ears.

At a glance, good guy, I can see that there are all street stalls and there is no end to them. It is much more lively than the vegetable market.

There are also a variety of things for sale, and there is nothing you can’t buy except what you can’t imagine.

"Hey, isn't this a pair of shorts, a big vest and flip-flops? Why is it still the same battle suit as the Emperor?"

Lu Chuan looked at the stall full of people and almost walked over with laughter.

The boss looked at Lu Chuan with disdain on his face: "Young man, what do you know? My ancestors have seen that second-rate...Emperor Swallowing Heaven with their own eyes, and there is also a portrait. He is definitely dressed like this."

Lu Chuan nodded fiercely. With that second-rate guy's style, this outfit was very reasonable.

"Give me a set!" Lu Chuan generously took out ten high-grade spiritual stones.

This thing is too expensive. A set of ten high-grade spiritual stones is enough for a low-level monk to use for a year.

Lu Chuan didn't care. He had nothing now, but he didn't lack spiritual stones.

As soon as Lu Chuan got his things, a group of practitioners wearing standard gowns suddenly rushed over and arrested the boss without saying a word.

Judging from his attire, he must be a monk from the National Cultivation Academy.

The National Cultivation Academy is said to have been opened by Emperor Tun Tian with the purpose of allowing children with no background to receive relatively fair Cultivation Resources.

In the past, when the Cultivation Academy was in the spotlight, it could compete with Kunlun Temple and Penglai Immortal Mountain.

Although it has declined over the years, its status is still unshakable and can keep pace with super first-class sects like Shushan.

"We are students from the training academy and are responsible for guarding the former residence of the Great Emperor. This guy is a fraudster who makes clothes out of ordinary fabrics and sells them at high prices."

"What's the fraud? I never said what kind of treasure my clothes were." The boss yelled angrily.

"If you dare to sell a set of ten high-grade spiritual stones, you are committing fraud. Take them back."

"Friend, do you want a refund?" At this time, the leading student noticed the clothes in Lu Chuan's hands.

"No, that's fine!" Lu Chuan smiled and shook his head.

Then the guy started taking off his clothes on the spot and was ready to change into them.

The melon-eating crowd and a group of students were stunned.

Although practitioners are informal about trivial matters, isn't it too unrestrained for you to change your clothes in public?

What's even more terrifying is that Mo Buddha took the opportunity to touch Lu Chuan's butt in full view of everyone.

Several female students looked red and blushed, how could there be such a shameless person, but this guy is really good-looking and has a really good figure.

"It's all gone, it's all gone!"

"You have to add a rule to the rules when you go back. You are not allowed to change clothes outside."

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Lu Chuan kicked his flip-flops and happily led a group of people around.

Little Jiuwei couldn't stand Lu Chuan's procrastination, so he took Night Scorpion with him early and ran to visit the house where the emperor once lived.

"Little brother, do you want to tell your fortune?"

An old voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Chuan turned around and pointed at himself in confusion.

"Yeah!" The old man looked straight at Lu Chuan with his cloudy eyes.

Lu Chuan frowned. He couldn't feel the breath of a cultivator in this old guy.

"The old man is just an ordinary person, little brother, don't be nervous." The old man smiled, but this smile was a bit scary when paired with the dead tree bark on his face.

"That's your mother's size!" Lu Chuan cursed.

The old man was not angry and said with a smile: "Little brother, whether someone important has left recently, his life or death is uncertain."

"Donkey!" Lu Chuan looked at the old man in surprise, "Does this old guy really have some strength?"

"Go on, I'll break your legs if you don't agree, but I'll give you a hundred high-grade spiritual stones if you agree." Lu Chuan took out the spiritual stone skin and looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man nodded and looked at Lu Chuan from top to bottom: "I only tell the truth. If you don't listen to me, please don't be angry, little brother."

"Say, if you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to pieces!" Lu Chuan was a little impatient.

"Although my little brother is born in a very good way, he is destined to be a lonely star. He has no relatives and friends and can only die alone."

"I know, you'd better tell me something I don't know." Lu Chuan rolled his eyes, knowing that he had said this a long time ago.

"Now that you know it, people around you will leave you one by one, and you should also know it."

"I can change my little brother's fate. Are you willing to give it a try?"

"Oh!" Lu Chuan spat out a mouthful of old spit: "If I want to change my ways, I would have changed them long ago. Is it your turn?"