Crimson rock and the ancestral mountain

It was bustling outside. Lu Ming's days were very stable.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. No one came to disturb Lu Ming.

And QiuQiu was also in the midst of continuous evolution.

After half a month, Lu Ming could clearly feel that QiuQiu was different. There was a mysterious light flowing out of its round body. The aura it emitted was also getting purer and stronger.

Lu Ming estimated that QiuQiu was not far from a breakthrough.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion outside. Lu Ming could tell that the ocean sect was quarreling with others.

Lu Ming spread out his spiritual sense and saw the situation outside clearly.

The one arguing with hai Zong was a young man in his twenties, his face full of arrogance.

Lu Ming recognized this young man. He was the village chief's son, Hai Feng.

Hai Feng brought two middle-aged men and surrounded hai Zong.