This is what cultivating immortals is like

[The finishing touch Lv12 (perfect)]

A stroke of wisdom is reborn, and the filth and mud are transformed into a dragon and a fairy.

Lu Bei learned the 'Key Point' method, and with two billion qualifications, he maxed out his skills.

There is no joy that my Tao has come true, and there is no sublimation of love and Tao. My fingers are a little itchy, so I took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to try the results.

After a few strokes came down, Lu Bei held the pen and fell into deep thought.

His first painting teacher was Bai Jin, and he entered the trap to please his senior sister. Later, he became a master of painting skills, which originated from the painting skills book collected by Jiang Suxin.

It is not abstract, but has a strong sense of realism. At its highest level, it can be said to be fake and real.

"With Jiang Suxin's painting skills and the finishing touches..."

"wrong!"

"Jiang Suxin has acquired the secret technique of eye-touching and has achieved success in it. This guy has been a young man since the beginning and has been wary of Yinglong."

Lu Bei was painting while talking to himself, and within a few moments, a fairy in white floated in the painting, her face covered with white gauze, her figure lifelike.

Tutor.

The Taifu in the painting has no eyesight, so Lu Bei used the secret method of adding the finishing touch to paint two black eyes.

A burst of magical power was like opening a flood gate, flowing into the drawing paper along the tip of the brush. The moment the painting was completed, Taifu jumped out in misty white clothes.

"It's amazing, almost like the real thing."

Looking at the silent figure, Lu Bei circled it twice and used the black tiger move to dig out the heart and seize the vital point.

The paper figure doesn't feel good, to be precise, it has no feel at all. It's cold and stiff, without the texture that a flesh and blood body should have, and...

Lu Bei put his hand into his clothes and scanned it. It was empty inside. It had a shell but no interior. In terms of practicality, it was far inferior to him going to the Yin-Yang Map of Creation by himself.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Bei clarified his thoughts. No wonder Jiang Suxin secretly drew the notebook, but he also noticed the shortcomings in the finishing touches.

He frowned and injected a ray of soul into the paper man.

The paper man smiled sweetly, the iceberg melted, and spring filled the room.

Lu Bei: "..."

There is nothing weird about being a pure person.

Yes, it's disgusting.

He tried to use the paper man body to control magical powers. After several attempts, some magical powers and magic weapons could be used, such as the Four Spirits of Heaven and the Five Elements and Five Symbols. However, magical powers and spells related to the physical body such as the Immortal Sword Body and Divine Speed ​​could not be used. .

Using the Chiyang Heavenly Skill, the Paper Man Taifu burned himself to purify the world with white flames, turning into a few wisps of ashes and floating away.

"Is it just a clone?"

"No, even if it's a clone, it's too fragile. Eye-touching is the first of the three secret arts. Success can turn the void into reality. It's not that simple to reverse the yin and yang and rely on death to survive."

Lu Bei muttered, suspecting that the core of Yin Feng Huang Quan Sect lay in the inheritance of skills. He only had a single skill that was the finishing touch, and it was difficult for him to perfectly display his magical skills.

After all, Yinglong's paper figures can not only turn reality into reality and survive through death, but they can also reverse the chaos of life and death and be reborn from the ashes, which is so weird that it seems like they have gone back in time.

Lu Bei felt that he had been tricked. The key was that this pit was originally reserved for Jiang Suxin. Not only did he jump in on his own initiative, he also stopped Suzaku from jumping, and successfully made an enemy and offended him.

For a moment, Lu Bei seemed to see a scene where Ying Long was so happy that he rolled on the floor with laughter.

"It's ridiculous, you don't even know how powerful Paper Man is!"

Lu Bei gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat. He raised his hand to paint and wanted to create a dozen Taifus, the kind without clothes. Thinking about the fact that he was ogling him, he felt a little disgusted, so he decided to let them live and meet the real people another day. interactive.

He lost 12,000 skill points, 2 billion qualifications, and had his IQ mocked by Ying Long. The more Lu Bei thought about it, the angrier he became. He had been traveling in the world of immortality for two and a half years. When had he ever done such a loss-making business?

Earn it back.

He took out the books from Hualong Pavilion, activated his astonishing talents, and learned three new sub-professions in one breath, and then he barely stopped his losses.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine and tea.

The skill books of Hualong Pavilion are basically related to these eight items. It is understandable that there are no white ladies in the Royal Academy, and the ancestors of the humble bookboys are rich and well-established in the upper class. The life skills taught in the academy are inseparable from the word "elegance" Character.

Lu Bei learned the three skills of piano, chess, and tea, and started to upgrade his qualifications. After deducting the initial investment and a loss of 12,000, he barely managed to earn 5,000 skill points.

Still a loss.

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Two days later, Lu Bei returned to the capital of Wu and attended the banquet in the imperial city accompanied by Yang Dian.

Because the identity of the envoy of the Holy Land sounds fake at first glance. No, Lu Bei's trip was low-key and should not be publicized. In addition, Yang Dian and Ji Wuhou were injured, Qin Shiwen died for committing evil, and Xiang Wu's four most capable Mahayana monks were gone. Of the three, the last one got the rumor from nowhere and went out to seek refuge and his whereabouts were unknown, so Emperor Xiang Wu did not mention the word holy land. He entertained them with delicious food and drinks, and even gave them a small gift before the banquet ended.

A little care is not a sign of respect.

After you have eaten and drank enough and taken the money, you can go back quickly!

Like Zhao Qin, Xiang Wu was not enthusiastic about the person who landed in the air, and had no intention of keeping him permanently, even if Xiang Wu was really short of people, even if the old emperor was really greedy for someone's body.

In a thousand words, the temple is too small to accommodate this shit-stirring stick weighing 13,500 kilograms.

Lu Bei took the appearance fee and withdrew from Xiang Wu with satisfaction, leading Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan to patrol his territory.

Three days after taking office as a new official, Xuanwu went to the various branches of the Tomb Keepers and obtained the distribution map of the secret realm with the highest authority. He selected a few for Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan to eat, and a few for himself.

When encountering a tombkeeper who didn't like him, he would be beaten to death at least, or beaten to pieces at worst. Xuanwu's notoriety spread like wildfire.

Soon, the time came to the beginning of July, and the second player professional competition came to an end.

Because Lu Bei entered the high-level dungeon, as a big boss, he has a position in both front and back, and his enthusiasm for players has dropped again and again. Now he is dispensable, and he no longer cares about when the 3.0 server will be launched.

Forget about sweatshops, capitalists open up new tracks and make a lot of money every day, which is as good as the players' little money.

But the handicap should still be opened. Reputation is very important. Players must remember his good deeds so that they will not lose their jobs when they go online.

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Wu Zhou, Tianjian Sect.

Xiongchu's diplomatic residence is under construction in full swing, and the new diplomat Gu Xinli has already moved in. He has handed in his greetings and wants to hurry up and move in during the day and take hostages at night.

It is said that Qi Yan's Ji was very dissatisfied with this. He issued eight letters of credence a day and had to leave a door for the sect leader opposite the Tianjian Sect.

However, the country was small and weak. Under the persuasion of Xuanlong and Xiongchu, as well as the flag-waving shouts of Wu Zhou, he had no choice but to withdraw his credentials. He could only watch others eat meat, and he could not even get a sip of soup.

Lu Bei had no idea about this matter, and the Three Kingdoms were tight-lipped, much less likely to take the initiative to tell the truth. He was playing hide-and-seek with the little foxes in Qingqiu Palace.

As per the old rules, he pretended to be a ghost, counted to a hundred and started catching foxes.

Different from before, this time he was pretending to be a ghost and would not run away as soon as he counted to 100, leaving five little fox fools squatting in the grass for a whole day and a night.

"It's a hundred. Have you hidden everything? If I catch you, hey hey."

Lu Bei rubbed his little hands and swept through them with his spiritual thoughts, instantly understanding the five hiding places.

Small opening does not count as opening.

Suddenly, his face became overjoyed and he was about to run away.

The next second, his face turned to toilet paper as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole body felt bad.

Bai Jin came out of seclusion, and then...

She Zhang is also out of seclusion!

"I knew you guys had agreed upon this."

Lu Bei gritted his teeth, leaving the five little foxes behind, and fled away from the secret realm of Zangqian Mountain, heading straight for Beijun Mountain.

In the Forget-Not-Forgetting Peak Studio, Bai Jin was consolidating the state of transcending the tribulation period. When he saw Lu Bei baring his teeth and claws, ready to pounce, he spat lightly and pointed at his forehead.

"Senior sister, junior brother misses you."

Lu Bei dove into Bai Jin's arms. Zhong Ling Yuxiu was still fragrant, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of the little sword cultivator wrapped in his senior sister's quilt and falling asleep on Sanqing Peak.

At that time, the young white-faced boy was powerless and struggling in the materialistic world of immortality. Only this quilt left the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.

Thinking of Sanqing Peak, She Zhang's knocking on the door in the small dark room seemed to become more urgent.

Lu Bei took a breath of the aroma, pushed Bai Jin to do some important things, and quickly put the person to bed. When it was too late, Elder She's secret was revealed.

Looking at the little junior brother who had his head raised wildly, Bai Jindai frowned slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and pointed out that the sword talisman isolated the studio and formed a small world of its own.

night.

Lu Bei looked at Bai Jin dressing up and muttered that she was so talented that he couldn't control her even if she took off her clothes.

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

"Junior brother, is there something on your mind?" Bai Jin asked coldly.

Lu Bei shook his head repeatedly and quickly stepped forward to draw his eyebrows. After finishing a few strokes, he began to lose focus again.

I haven't heard a knock on the door for a long time. Elder She won't be angry!

Bai Jin nestled against Lu Bei's chest, her black hair falling down to cover her side face. She closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, then raised her hand and pinched Lu Bei's waist.

“Hissssssss——”

"Don't think of anything else."

"Senior Sister, it's so unreasonable. I don't think about anything except you..." Lu Bei yelled that he was wronged and raised his hand to see the snow falling on Forget-Not Peak in July, and the dark clouds blocked the bright moonlight.

After hastily dressing up, Bai Jin's eyebrows were filled with worry, and she opened her mouth to say something.

A few more secret sword manuals flashed in front of her. She looked at them intently. They were the Infinite Sword Manual and the Poxiao Sword Manual.

Bai Jin's swordsmanship is sincere, and his sword-mad attributes are no worse than those of Zhan Hongqu. Seeing that Hunter Xin is happy to read the secret book and come into contact with the charm of the two sects, he feels even more happy.

Bang!

She folded up the secret book and put it aside calmly: "I haven't discussed swords with my junior brother for a long time. If nothing happens, it's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. How about fighting with swords in March?"

Lu Bei's smile was stiff, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Unfortunately, the fairy fell into the mortal world, and her mind was not as clear as before.

"Junior brother, please speak!"

"To be honest, Senior Sister, Tianjian Sect is busy with various things. As the leader of the sect, my younger brother has to take time out of his busy schedule..."

"So, junior brother has just put on his pants and wants to say goodbye to me?" Bai Jin raised his sleeves to cover his face and was about to cry.

Lu Bei: ()

The girls' painting style is wrong, they must have guessed something.