This is what cultivating immortals is like

Liu Xun and Gao Jianmu were dumbfounded by what they said. They felt incredible and felt that even the coffin boards of the Abandonment Sutra could not hold them down...

Oh, the Patriarch ascended to heaven, not to the earth, and there was no coffin board.

Lian Lin felt okay. He had gone through several open-heart surgeries and didn't have much expectations for Lu Bei's integrity. If he didn't have expectations, he wouldn't be disappointed.

Compared to the three people with complex thoughts, Zhu Jingli held his breath and concentrated. At the moment when the Xinxian King was stunned, the bronze mirror burst into dazzling light, distorting the space and peeling the figure out of the illusory world.

No, I fell into a trap!

King Xinxian was shocked and tried to return to the Hidden Sky Map, but was blocked by two Zhu family masters behind him.

The snow waves rolled like a continuous avalanche, and the figures fell heavily like cannonballs. On the other side, the red light surged, and the morning sun suddenly became the brightest sun, and the fiery red sun pressed down.

The two of them only attacked but not defended, and tried their best regardless of the consequences. The Xinxian King was surrounded by men, and the pressure increased sharply. He pushed away the endless clouds with both hands, and was unable to escape for a while.

At this moment, the golden beam of light rushed into the scene, and a little white light broke through the snow waves, the big sun, and finally defeated the thick clouds and violently hit the chest of King Xinxian.

Click!

There was an explosion of cracking bones, King Xinxian vomited blood and fell back, dancing with his hands and fingers, hiding his body in the clouds.

The clouds are composed of unknown magical powers, blocking spiritual thoughts and isolating the five senses, making it impossible for people to perceive the specific location of the Xinxian King.

Zhu Jingli, who had been preparing for a long time, patted the bronze mirror. Under the light of the mirror, the fleeing figure of the Xinxian King was immediately revealed.

The golden light plunged into the dark clouds, and the sound of rumbling and shaking resounded endlessly.

King Xin Xian blocked with his arms crossed, but was unable to resist the force of his fist. The dark clouds rolled down and were completely wiped out by the Immortal Sword Intent, turning him into a sandbag.

In less than a moment, the tall figure fell into the clouds. Two masters of the Zhu family came forward, one cut off his heart veins, and the other sealed the sea of ​​consciousness. In the blink of an eye, they sealed King Xin Xian in a painting album.

[You defeated the Xinxian King and gained 60 million experience points. It was determined that the level difference between your opponent was greater than level 20, and you were rewarded with 60 million experience points]

With a mere 120 million experience, it was difficult for Lu Bei to smile. For Bai Jian's sake, he raised the corners of his mouth in an official manner and focused his eyes on the picture album.

What an amazing portable prison. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I vaguely remember that the Yuhua Sect once had such a treasure.

"My dear friend, you have a quick mind. If you hadn't made a prompt decision, I might not have been able to capture this beast today." After packing up the Xinxian King, Zhu Jingli couldn't hide his joy and was indescribably proud.

It is conceivable that during the years when he was emperor, he often battled wits and courage with Xiong Chu.

"It's nothing. It's the duty of the Tao. Lu just did what he should do." Lu Bei puffed up his chest and accepted the praise humbly.

These are all merits, which translate into promotion and wealth. Refusing to be polite means affecting one's official career and making life difficult for oneself.

As expected of you, you are responsible and shameless.

Lian Lin and the others felt that Lu Bei's low status seriously lacked the majesty of a sect leader, but Zhu Jingli didn't think so. This kid could achieve great things.

But then I thought about it, what if Lu Bei didn't just talk about it, but actually meant it...

Hisssssss————

Sure enough, it would be more appropriate for Mr. Xinli to send him to the capital.

How can the son-in-law of Lao Zhu's family take advantage of other families, not even those who share it.

"Little friend, you are largely responsible for capturing King Xinxian this time. Do you think King Xinli is also..."

Zhu Jingli paused and saw that Lu Bei didn't answer. Why? "If it weren't for the thousand-year friendship between Wu, Zhou, Xiong, and Chu, how could Zhu put you in trouble? It's really a matter of national importance."

Pull it down, both countries are stationing troops on the front line to prepare for a battle, where is the friendship?

Besides, Chu is a man with a thousand years of power, but Wu Zhou is only eight hundred, so don’t put gold on your face.

After some tactful and non-hypocritical bargaining, Lu Bei handed over Lord Xinli and agreed with Zhu Jingli to settle the bill in the capital.

The location was the secret realm of the Imperial City. Zhu Jingli designated Zhu Qilan as the connector and guide to lead Lu Bei to return their home.

Zhu Jingli will personally arrange the next things, whether it is the integration period or the tribulation period. If Lu Bei is missing any skills, he can just go to the royal secret realm to find one that pleases his eyes.

With this assurance and the fact that we were all relatives, Lu Bei readily took out Mr. Xinli.

He exchanged a member of Xiongchu's royal family for the martial arts secret book from a member of Wuzhou's royal family. This trip was not in vain, and he made another fortune.

What, beauty?

Laughing to death, what happened to the beauties? When he was following the drama, none of the dozens of beauties was as attractive as a monkey.

After Hu San's repeated tossing, he had already taken a dim view of the so-called female sex.

She's just a beauty, how can she be better looking than his big brother?

Now, his ideological level is infinitely higher, and he pays more attention to interesting souls. His senior sister, Sister She, and cousin all attracted him because of their interesting souls.

…

"Senior sister, how do you like this painting?"

Forget the Peak, studio.

Lu Bei put down his brush. On the drawing paper in front of him, the woman in white had an air of immortality. Although her appearance was simple, she was freehand in appearance. She was more than a hundred times better than that picture of a chick eating rice.

This is called painting!

Bai Jin heard the voice and shook his head slightly.

"What, where's the flaw?"

Lu Bei obediently asked for advice. In the past two days, he had been attacking his senior sister and improving his painting skills, waiting for his associate professional 'painter' to break through the current level and reach a higher level.

On the other side, I found my senior brother Lin Yu, learned advanced air force experience, successfully started the sub-career of a fisherman, and made a lot of skill points and free attribute points.

The promotion of a painter is nothing more than a senior painter. Lu Bei can imagine this, but if the fishing guy goes up...

The end of fishing is the air force. The more you catch, the more you get.

If the fishing guy is promoted to the air force guy, Lu Bei feels that he is already empty. Of course, the possibility of feeding the fish guy cannot be ruled out.

"Junior brother's basic painting skills are solid and flawless. If you practice more, copy the masterpieces of your predecessors, and sum up your own style, you can achieve success in your painting skills." Bai Jin smiled.

"Then why does Senior Sister shake her head?"

"Junior brother is infinitely talented, not only in swordsmanship but also in painting. Senior sister is just shaking her head to laugh at herself." Bai Jin replied in despair. It was really shocking to have a junior brother with outstanding talents.

Now, she roughly understood why Lin Buyan was so unkind to Mo Buxiu.

If it weren't for the heavy pressure from the junior fellow students, who wouldn't want to be a good senior fellow student/sister who is kind and generous!

"Senior sister has such a sweet mouth."

"It's not a compliment, it's just words from the bottom of my heart. Junior brother's qualifications..."

In the middle of his words, Bai Jin saw Lu Bei's teasing look, rolled his eyes, raised his fist and hit him on the chest.

Lu Bei took the catkins, put his other hand around the beauty's waist, and pecked at the water.

"That's right, it's really sweet."

Bai Jin's eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful face revealed a red glow upon hearing this, and her soft and waxy cherry lips parted for a kiss. Just as she was about to show off her little dignity from the senior sister, she was interrupted by a deep kiss.

嘤嘤嘤~~~

After a moment of intimacy, Lu Bei waved his hand, rolled up the black and white, and took Bai Jin into the small single room.

It’s just dual cultivation, not double cultivation.

As long as someone speaks first, the two will become perfect, but as the relationship between the two grows stronger, it is difficult to lift the last layer of veil, half-covering it, expecting the other party to express it first.

Surrounded by Yuanshen, in the spiritual world, Lu Bei opened his immortal sword intention and took the trouble to demonstrate it again and again in front of Bai Jin.

As version 1.0 was getting closer and closer, the situation in Wu Zhou became more and more turbulent. He knew that he would have to leave Beijun Mountain and return to Ningzhou in a few days.

Regarding the Immortal Sword Intent and the establishment of another Heavenly Sword Sect sect, Hu Er appointed forty-seven sword cultivators to come to Beijun Mountain to find him, but nothing happened after that. He neither urged nor rushed him to the shelves. He seemed to feel that these batch of People lack training.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Hu Er wants to watch the fun and see what the results will be if his godson gives full play to his free will.

Hu Er did not rush, and Lu Bei was not in a hurry, leaving a group of sword cultivators who had been waiting hard until now.

The contribution experience is getting less and less, but the attitude is becoming more respectful. He adapts to the new environment as a younger brother and gradually obeys the future master's words.

It's not enough. He lacks the consciousness to take the blame and die. I can only say that being a thug is enough, but being a younger brother is not enough.

In their hearts, Lu Bei Buqiu was comparable to the Abandoned Sutra, at least they were shoulder to shoulder, lest a mysterious man with the immortal sword power jump out from the corner one day. These people stood dumbfounded, not knowing whose orders to listen to.

Three days later, Lu Bei left Beijun Mountain.

He really wanted to stay with Bai Jin for two more days, but the man surnamed Lin transferred Bai Jin to the Eastern Blockade with a mission.

Because the Emperor Ji Sect has transferred a large number of manpower and left, Yuezhou's defense line is short of men. The Royal Family has made up for it, and the Xuanyin Division has made up for it. The Lingxiao Sword Sect has just recognized its new eldest brother, and Burning himself is indispensable to contribute.

There is no risk in making money, and the key is to stay away from Lu Bei. Lin Buyan thought about it, this is a good thing, and decisively sent Bai Jin to the blockade.

Lu Bei didn't say much, presented an elder's sword to Bai Jin, and led forty-seven followers back to Ningzhou.

It wasn't Zhan Lexian's sword, Zhan Hongqu was still there, and if she saw it, her best friend's boat would be stranded even if it didn't capsize.

That would be interesting.

Before returning to Ningzhou, Lu Bei first went to the Xuanyin Si Yamen in Yuezhou, dug out the files, and obtained some of the latest information.

In addition to Wu Zhou's current situation, the most important piece is the information about Wu Zhou and Xiong Chu's exchange of hostages.

On Wu Zhou's side, there were two royal guests, King Xinxian and Lord Xinli, and there were also guests on Xiongchu's side. Although their status was not as noble as that of the royal family members, they were also undercover spies who had been active in Xiongchu for many years. Meritorious ministers could not be neglected. The two sides decided on the number of people, at the speed of light. An exchange was made.

At the same time, at Wu Zhou's request, a non-aggression treaty was signed to establish the lasting friendship between the two countries.

"Mutual non-aggression..."

"It's not very reliable!"

Lu Bei put down the information without any disturbance in his heart. Although the meaning of the treaty was to tear it up, it was not useless at all. Xiongchu and Wu Zhou shook hands and made peace, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the alliance between Qing Qian and Qi Yan.

It may even cause Qi Yan to withdraw from the dispute directly.

"Let's go back to Ningzhou and make a fortune...Making great achievements is just around the corner."