Gu Han slowly opened his eyes, and a faint meaning flashed by on his body.

After being in seclusion for half a month, the remaining eight laws given by Zhao Yan had been completely refined by him and he had successfully entered the fifth level of Xiaoyao.

It is different from the state of freedom.

To advance to the Xiaoyao Realm, every small realm requires two laws, plus the gift money he accompanied half a month ago... At this moment, he has almost consumed more than 80% of the top resources on him.

"well."

"Money will never be spent."

Mr. Gu, who has turned from a wealthy man back to a pauper, expressed such emotion.

Qianye didn't bother to pay attention to him.

But I made a secret decision in my heart that one day I would return to the peak and I would have to use money to kill Gu Han!

After putting his mind away, Gu Han came to the outside room again and happened to see Fan Yu standing there motionless. On the side, his loyal friend Yan Qi was patiently guarding him, for fear that he would be disturbed by others.

Compared to half a month ago.

Fan Yu's sword intent was almost twice as strong, and his cultivation level also broke from the peak of the Freedom Realm to the Second Level of Xiaoyao!

"This is OK?"

Gu Han blinked, suddenly a little jealous.

It’s not that he is jealous of Fan Yu’s rapid improvement in strength, but that he is jealous of him not spending money on breaking the realm.

“No need to force it.”

Qian Ye said lightly: "The sudden enlightenment is all based on opportunities. People like Asha who are pure in mind naturally have many opportunities to fall into sudden enlightenment. As for some people... they are all day long and they are irreversible, and they are just a sudden enlightenment!"

Gu Han:...

"Where are the fat guys and the others?"

He was too lazy to refute, looked at Yan Qi and said, "Are you in seclusion?"

"senior."

Yan Qi blinked, "The prince and the third brother... have not come back yet."

"Didn't come back?"

Gu Han was stunned, "I won't go stealing medicine again..."

“Woo…”

Before he finished speaking, a weak whine suddenly came.

Look at the sound.

But outside the gate of the headquarters of the Dispersed Cultivator Alliance, the dog was holding a fat man who had been fat three times in his mouth, carrying a sapling that had been broken into more than a hundred pieces on his back, limping and struggling to walk in with great difficulty.
Chapter completed!