My practice narration is weird

Fu Yun is the eldest disciple of the Qianshan Sect and has cultivated in the Third Realm. He is currently bragging about his experiences with a group of junior disciples.

"Oh, when I went to Fancheng, Ye Wuyou, the evil disciple of the national master, was so scared that he couldn't come out and didn't dare to fight. I, your senior brother, was kind-hearted and let him live.

Later, there was a demon disaster. I took two machetes in my hand and slashed all the way from the east of Fancheng to the west of Fancheng, and then from the west of Fancheng to the north of Fancheng. I killed them seven times and saved countless people! "

"Senior brother is mighty!"

"Senior brother Niubi!"

"Senior brother, your eyes... are so beautiful. Can you put down the knife, senior brother?"

Listening to these compliments, Fu Yun looked enjoying himself, closed his eyes gently, his face was calm, and he was smiling inside.

He did go to Fancheng, but not to make an enemy of Ye Wuyou.

But to go on a date.

Ye Wuyou stayed in the magistrate's mansion for three days, and he also discussed Taoism with Fairy Miaomiao at the inn for three days. He gained a lot, but the taste was not enough to share with outsiders.

Nowadays, I only return half a month after traveling around the mountains and rivers.

Except for some sects who really have a deep grudge against that national master, most of the sects' disciples are actually just like him...

Who the hell wants to cause trouble? Why don't you practice well? The sect's discipline is strict and there really aren't that many tedious tasks for you to go out and show your holiness in front of outsiders, so the opportunity to go down the mountain is rare.

Bang bang bang!

"Who the hell dares to knock on my door like this!" Fu Yun roared.

"What a traitor!" The door was kicked open, and an old man with white eyebrows and beard slapped him to the ground, and then picked him up.

After a moment, Fu Yun, who was tied up with five flowers, was pushed out. On top of the Yun boat, Lu Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back.

The old sect leader looked miserable, pointed at his son, and complained to Lu Qingshan.

"Master Lu, it was my lax discipline that allowed this boy to run down the mountain, but our Qianshan Sect has never done anything to your beloved disciple, except for this boy!"

Fu Yun gritted his teeth and shouted.

"You are my father. Why would you betray your son like this?"

When the old sect leader heard this, he was slightly startled and looked at Fu Yun and thought for a while.

"Actually, you are an orphan. I picked you up from the trash can."

Fu Yun was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and finally a trace of determination flashed in his eyes as he defended himself.

"I, Mr. Lu, did not take action against your beloved disciple. I just went out to have fun and stayed at Fancheng Inn for three days to join in the fun."

Lu Qingshan didn't speak, but Fu Yun's father spoke.

"Quick, tell me, do you have any evidence to prove that you didn't take action!"

Fu Yun looked hesitant, and his father slapped him.

"Bastard, what are you hesitating about? Do you want us to bury you with you?"

"I said! I said, in my storage ring is... the love object between Fairy Miaomiao of Miaoyin Mountain and me! We were discussing Taoism in the inn and did nothing!"

When a woman's bellyband was taken out, the scene became extremely awkward.

The old sect leader was silent for a while, raised the bellyband in his hand, put on a smiling face and faced Feizhou.

"Master Lu, look, this..."

"In this case, the death penalty can be avoided. Give me a copy of the martial arts and magical powers in your sect. In addition, you can first bring me 50% of the treasure medicine in your sect, can you?"

"Thank you, Mr. Lu!"

The old sect leader nodded crazily!

After that, he visited several sects again, and all of them were processed in accordance with the law.

"Wuyou, you see, my master first expressed his intention to destroy the sect, but in the end he changed his mind and said that as long as they have their skills and elixirs, they will happily accept it."

"Yes, they still have to thank us." Ye Wuyou said numbly.

The flying boat was traveling and passed a mountain peak. The mountain peak was shaped like a sword blade, with a strong sword energy. There was a sect on it.

Lu Qingshan had no intention of stopping, but Ye Wuyou stared at the sect.

"Is that Sword Sect?"

"Yes."

Ye Wuyou seemed to have remembered something, he asked doubtfully.

"I heard earlier that a genius from the Sword Sect was waiting for me at the gate of the capital. Why is he missing now?"

A smile flashed between Lu Qingshan's eyes.

"Wuyou, the sword master Zhou Xuanyuan you are talking about? He is indeed good, but it's a pity that before you came, he was beaten by someone and his sword heart almost collapsed."

"So, as a master, I won't bother the Sword Sect."

"Master, are you bullying the younger ones?" Ye Wuyou thought it was Lu Qingshan who had taught him a lesson.

Lu Qingshan's voice was slightly helpless.

"Is this how you view my master? In recent years, apart from beating you, my master has never taken action against practitioners in the lower three realms."

"It's the girl who was with you on the eighth floor of the prison, Lu Caiwei."

"It is said that at that time, the two sides fought against the enemy purely with sword moves without any qi. But even so, the sword master Zhou Xuanyuan was defeated by the second move."

Ye Wuyou's eyes were surprised.

He knew that Lu Caiwei was very strong, but he really didn't expect to have such high attainments.

"Then...where is Lu Caiwei?" Ye Wuyou coughed lightly.

"There is still one month before the opening of Luoshui. She is currently practicing at Jixia Academy. If you are free, you can also go for further training. It does not require you to learn magical powers or techniques, but some basic cultivation knowledge. You should understand it well. "Xia, Wuyou, although you practice quickly, you know very little about other aspects."

Lu Caiwei?

Who is that?

Bai Lu had just taken a pill sent by the sect and was practicing. When she heard the name, her fox ears twitched.

Ye Wuyou stood on the side of Yunzhou, looked at the boundless clouds and mist, and said.

"When will we go back?"

"Why, do you want to go back and practice, or find someone?" Lu Qingshan spoke slowly.

[You lamented the stupidity of this scholar, you can practice with someone, and practicing with someone is practicing]

Ye Wuyou responded disdainfully.

"Lu Qingshan, didn't you say that observing the twelve divine pillars can suppress the erosion in me? I can't use weirdness easily now. If I don't deal with it, I, the only heir, will be imprisoned in the sky prison by you. You have no children, and no one will see you off in the future."

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly and said softly: "This matter is not urgent. The divine pillar can only be comprehended once. It just happened to encounter the Luo River incident. When you have some insights from the Luo River and your soul is condensed, you will go to observe the divine pillar again, and you will comprehend more."

After that, Lu Qingshan stood up from his cross-legged position and smiled.

"Forget it, it takes too much time to go to the remaining sects one by one. I will let them deliver the things themselves."

"But you still have to go to the last one. There is something there that will be of great benefit to your current body."

My current body?

Ye Wuyou was somewhat puzzled, and looked up at Lu Qingshan, meaning, what's wrong with my body?

Lu Qingshan didn't say anything, but waved his hand gently.

A finger fell off Ye Wuyou's palm, and his eyes tightened immediately, his expression twitched, and he gritted his teeth.

Bai Lu looked at this scene, stood up with a bad look in her eyes.

Then Lu Qingshan glanced at her, and she sat back quietly and obediently.

Next, a scene that Ye Wuyou couldn't understand happened.

Although it was a little slow, his broken finger still grew out slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, his arm had been completely eroded by the weirdness, so what grew out was also a dark blue finger, covered with illusion, and ordinary people saw it as usual.

"Is this... rebirth of flesh and blood?" Ye Wuyou's eyes were surprised.

Lu Qingshan looked clear, nodded, and then shook his head.

"It seems that you got some luck from that demon, but unfortunately it's not complete."

"If you are cut in half or beheaded, you still can't recover, but if it's an ordinary injury, even if you lose your hands and feet, it's only a matter of time to recover."

This is already very good.

Ye Wuyou thought about it, this should be the harvest from eating the flesh and blood from the demon at that time.

I just don't know if the ability of "adaptation" has gained any points. Compared with [Blood and Flesh Rebirth], that strange ability is more powerful.

"This family has something that can make your [Blood and Flesh Rebirth] go to the next level, and it will also help you practice." Lu Qingshan smiled.

Which family? No, which sect?

Ye Wuyou felt more and more strange in his heart. Why did he feel like he was going to buy goods on this trip.

Unrecognizable pills piled up like a mountain, various copies of magical skills were placed aside, and there were various medicinal materials, and even gold and silver items...

The flying boat stopped.

The clouds were hazy, and a scene that Ye Wuyou had seen before appeared in his eyes.

Daomen.

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