This is what cultivating immortals is like

This step has not been taken yet. The Taifu pondered for a moment and became speechless.

After the skill was perfected, the contrast between the state of mind before and after was huge, so I was not aware of it and was taken advantage of.

After thinking about the reason, she shook her head slightly, and her feet hanging in the air fell steadily. Lotus sprouted with every step, and the pure white fire burned away all the troublesome things.

"Don't keep anything that messes with my heart. This thing... is superfluous."

After clearing away the confusion in his mind, Taifu felt refreshed and looked intently towards the quiet room to see if there was a possibility that there was an extra person here.

…

The Taifu regained consciousness. The happiest person was Mu Jiling, and the saddest person was Zhu Xiushi. The joy suddenly stopped in the middle, and he seriously suspected that Lu Bei and the Taifu had made some ulterior deal.

It was all fun, the front line was in a hurry, and she could not tolerate any further delay. She controlled the Taoist temple to shrink to the size of a mustard seed, and disappeared without a trace.

Bamboo sickle mountain.

There are many mountains, many strange peaks, steep cliffs and mountain walls standing like barriers, overlapping high and low, and the mountain streams are like abyss canyons.

Zhukan Mountain is the place where the royal family and Huangji Zong agreed to meet.

It stands to reason that since the two sides have put aside their past grudges, they should have put aside their past grudges and worked out a battle plan in the capital because of their speed and speed. However, neither side did this and came to the front line with a tacit understanding to consider separately.

It can be seen from this that putting aside the past grudges is just talk. If you don't first calm down the internal affairs, Wu Zhou's chariot will not be able to run fast even if it is twisted into a rope.

Fortunately, both the imperial family and the Emperor's Sect were named Zhu, otherwise the forcibly screwed chariot would have to drive backwards at a negative speed.

The cliffs are steep, the space is rippled, and the defensive formations are as far as a hundred miles away.

The small Taoist temple appeared in the sky and landed on an inconspicuous mountain peak. The ripples converged, the halo of the formation disappeared, and the mountain remained as usual, as if nothing had happened.

After a while, several Fusion Stage monks headed by Zhu Jingli arrived. Seeing Zhu Xiushi and Taifu, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It was so torturous, it was ten days late.

Zhu Jingli had no choice but to smile bitterly and stepped forward, bowed to his grandma Zhu Xiushi, and explained the situation of the Huangji Sect next door.

Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian, the two great masters of the Tribulation Period, had arrived just seven days ago. They took three days to arrive, but found that they were still one step early, so they looked very bad these days.

As for the reason why Zhu Xiushi and Taifu were late, Zhu Jingli didn't dare to say or ask, and just pretended that nothing happened.

Ten days late, and with no further delay, the two parties met and the meeting was held that night.

On the left hand side, there are two futons in front, with Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian sitting respectively in the Tribulation Period.

The former has a slender body, ink-colored clothes, an elegant posture, and a slightly feminine temperament; the latter has black-patterned cloud sleeves, a jade belt around his waist, and a tall and burly figure. At this moment, his eyelids are lowered, and he is fierce and unruly, and he has a high and domineering look. .

Taken together, everyone in Lao Zhu's family is a good one, and their appearance is good.

Behind the two people, four futons were lined up, three of them were level with each other, and another one was slightly ahead, only half a step behind Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian.

Among the four people, three were acquaintances of Lu Bei, Lu Zhou, Zhu Yuan, and Bu Zishi. Because of his status, Bu Zishi was seated half a step forward.

The man on the last futon had a face as cold as frost, his brows were on fire, and his dark eyes were like two bottomless cold pools, exuding an elusive shadow and a chilling coldness.

Zhu mourns.

As the main force in this battle, there are many Huangji Sect masters stationed on Zhuyan Mountain, as well as acquaintances from Lubei, such as Zhu Xun, the commander of Xianzhou, and Xia Yuechan, the chief steward. They have enough status but lack of strength to touch this meeting. threshold.

After half a cup of tea, Zhu Xiushi, who was smiling and talking belatedly, came belatedly. Seeing that there was nothing on the right, he waved his hand and swept away several futons.

Four at the back and three at the front.

Zhu Xiushi and Taifu sat down cross-legged. Lu Bei looked around, bumped away a fusion-stage monk from the old Zhu family, and sat down next to Zhu Jingli, just behind Zhu Xiushi.

Before time travel, he hated meetings the most. After time travel, he still hated meetings the most unless he was presiding over the meeting. He only came to watch after being invited by Zhu Xiushi. Such a boring process, if I don't find a mountain with many mountains to force myself to concentrate, I'm afraid the serious meeting venue will be filled with snoring.

Zhu Xiushi is very good. Viewed horizontally, it looks like a ridge or a peak on either side, with different heights near and far. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and make people forget to leave. It is just a good way to ward off sleepiness.

That mountain of Taifu...

It's not impossible. No matter how high the mountain is, if there are immortals, there will be spirits. The beautiful bells and bells are also places of interest.

However, this woman is too arrogant, she is too high up and down, she is aloof, she is amazing, she is arrogant when looking at others, teasing her with her favorite maltose when she was a child is considered as air, Lu Bei is not asking for trouble.

The one in front of us is better. The peaks and canyons are full of ups and downs. There is great evil there, and it should be strictly guarded by righteous people.

The integration stage monk who was squeezed away by Lu Bei was dumbfounded. After searching for a long time, only the last futon was left next to Zhu Xiushi. Looking at his colleagues, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down.

He can't sit in the seat during the Tribulation Period, and he won't be able to walk at night in the future.

"Sect Master Lu, this is your seat." Zhu Xiushi turned around slowly, the hem of his robe was taut, and he had sinister intentions.

Lu Bei glanced at Zhu Xiushi in surprise, secretly thinking that this bastard was plotting against him. After thinking about it, he stood up and sat next to Zhu Xiushi.

Ningzhou Lu has many vests, including the abandoned disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect and the head of the Yuhua Sect. Not to mention Ningzhou Ding and Yuezhou Lin, there are three that are known to everyone, Xuanyin Division Ziwei and Huangji Sect. Commander, head of Tianjian Sect.

This time he came to attend the meeting using his identity as the Purple Guard of the Xuanyin Division. He was a standard pro-Huang faction. No, he was a loyal and patriotic royal faction. He followed Zhu Xiushi with a long leg, waiting for opportunities to pick off people's heads to gain experience. He never thought that Overhead in front.

When Zhu Xiushi mentioned the vest of the leader of the Tianjian Sect, he could only stand in front.

The majestic leader of the Tianjian Sect, the heir of the Abandoned Scripture, his butt determines everything, he has to do it even if he doesn't want to.

Sitting down, Lu Bei immediately saw the pacer directly in front of him. He grinned, his white teeth flashing, making the other person look pale. Remembering that stormy night, he lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

"It turns out that this is Sect Master Lu. I have heard about the name of Immortal Sword Intent for a long time. When I saw it today, I thought..."

Zhu Mu smiled kindly, and in the middle of his words, he stopped talking and said instead: "I am disrespectful and disrespectful. Please forgive me for being ignorant, elder. I only know that everyone who comes to sit here is to go through the tribulation, but I don't know that Sect Master Lu has already passed the tribulation period. Cultivation."

Soft nails are not painful or itchy, but they are very painful.

"It's not bad. I just killed one two days ago."

Lu Bei frowned, thought for a long time, and took out a long sword: "I only know that person's surname is Ji, what is his specific name... That person died instantly, and this sect leader didn't have time to ask in detail, maybe his name was Ji Ah!"

"The name of this sword is Wen Chong. The person that Sect Leader Lu mentioned is not called Ji A, but Ji Xin from the Qi Yan royal family." Zhu Xiushi explained kindly.

"I see. This sect master is still wondering why someone is called Ji A. Thank you, fellow Taoist, for answering your questions. It's because this sect master is ignorant and ignorant."

"Hey, isn't it Ji A? Why is Ji A here again?"

"Ah, Ji Ah, who is it? Ji Ah, who is it?"

"..."

There was a chorus here, and Zhu Mu on the opposite side said no more. Wen Chongjian will not cheat, it is the magic weapon of the Tribulation Stage. Although Lu Bei is not a Tribulation Stage monk, he has the ability to kill Tribulation Stage monks alone. No need to do it later, now You are qualified to be on an equal footing with him.

"Zhu Gao, please sit up and come forward."

Zhu Mu said slowly: "Sect Master Lu is a rising star, a young hero, and a swordsmanship wizard who only appears once in a thousand years. Although you have good qualifications, you are still far behind Sect Master Lu. Remember to ask Sect Master Lu for advice if you have the opportunity." .”

"yes."

The man of few words moved his futon forward, looked at Lu Bei, and blocked the steps behind him.

Zhu Dao, a martial arts genius who became famous at a young age in the old Zhu family, practiced the ten arts of Shanggong and mastered them. He broke through the realm of the combined state at the age of a hundred and was able to fight with a combined body and survive the tribulation without losing.

Ten years ago, geniuses from all walks of life competed in the Holy Land of the Human Race, ranking among the best, and winning world-famous fame for Wu Zhou. He was a young hero who was also praised by the royal family.

It is also deduced from the royal family's transition period that with Zhu Dao's qualifications, he will definitely cross the threshold of the transition period within three years and usher in the first five thunders from heaven on the road to immortality.

A hundred-year-old boy sounds a bit ridiculous, but that's what cultivating immortals is like, and it's like a 150-year-old kendo girl who kills red song.

Old man, your eyes are very hostile!

Lu Bei looked at Zhu Dao. He didn't know that the young man in front of him was only a hundred years old. He only knew that most people in the integration stage were a certain age, even senior sister Bai Jin...

This example is inappropriate. If you change it to Zhan... Lexian, the old man is in the period of integration and is hundreds of years old. By analogy, Zhu Dao, who is directly opposite him, is also a bad old man.

After glaring twice, Lu Bei was too lazy to talk to the old man. He glanced over and looked at the pacemaker. Then, his line of sight was blocked, and Zhu Miao stole the scene and squeezed his face into the camera.

At first, Lu Bei didn't pay much attention, just thinking that this man was motivated by competitiveness. After a few times, he realized that something was wrong.

The hostility came out of nowhere, there was clearly a story behind it!

Lu Bei had a lot of thoughts on the specific story, but regardless of the story, he had a full set of VIP Diamond Deluxe Edition photo albums of the pace master and a blood oath, and he played an unglamorous yellow-haired image.

It’s unreasonable. How could the majestic leader of the Tianjian Sect and the man who carries the banner of the righteous camp take Huang Mao’s script!

No, I will finish the meeting later and arrange an interview with the pacemaker. I will explain this matter clearly tonight.

After thinking about this, Lu Bei looked at Zhu Dao with an invisible sense of contempt, and a sense of superiority arose spontaneously, leaving the latter confused.

Suddenly, Zhu Dao realized it, and the corners of his mouth curled up ferociously, secretly saying that it was exactly what he wanted.

See you in the woods tonight. Whoever doesn't come is the grandson!

At the beginning of the meeting, Lu Bei and Zhu Dao stared at each other the whole time. Occasionally, they looked sideways at Cheng Feng, and when asked for their opinions, they nodded in agreement, indicating that what everyone said was correct.

He didn't hear a word until the end of the meeting.

…

"What, my sect leads an army straight into the middle to lure Qing Gan to show up during the tribulation period?"

At the Taoist Temple, Lu Bei pointed at himself with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was being represented: "When was the decision made? Who made the decision? I was there at the time, why didn't I know?"