Cultivation Is Like This

  Chapter 922 Why are there so many 2

  Lu Bei didn't stay in the Paradise for too long. In all fairness, he is not interested in Western religions. If he hadn't been reluctant to mention the name of a Taoist to others, and was greedy for the treasure of Qibao Miaoshu, he would not have become the second leader of Laoshizi.

   It looks like a pit at first glance, and he won't jump when a peacock rides him.

   He didn't talk nonsense, he dared to enter the small room, touched his senior sister's conscience and swore.

  Fortunately, Gu Zongchen knew in his heart that Da Guangming Buddha didn't have the courage to become a fat man in one go. He only established the Western religion, and he didn't make many big ambitions.

  Looking forward to Zhenxiang, the identity of the second leader can earn a lot of benefits in the future.

   "Wait a minute, the second demon emperor, the second immortal sword master, and the second leader of the Western religion, why are there so many..."

   Lu Bei's face darkened, he was too second, even he was the second generation head of Yuhua Sect.

   I have to say one thing, Lu Bei is not alone, such as the Wuliang Sword Sect who broke and then established, and his vest Tian Mingzi is a well-deserved generation of sect master.

  When Tian Mingzi was mentioned, Lu Bei thought of Senior Sister Shao, who hadn't seen her good apprentice for a long time, and didn't know how she was developing.

  Go to Zhaoqin another day to touch the bones of the apprentice, lest she stray into the right way and run counter to the master if she is not careful.

  Speaking of the Wuliang Sword School, Lu Bei thought of Immortal Sword Intent again. Right now, he has not gathered the nine basic Dao Yuns, and the invincible Immortal Dao Yuns are mediocre in his hands, and have fallen out of the first rank of the skill column.

   This is very bad, the world is about to change drastically, and we must do everything possible to complete the nine basic Dao rhymes.

   Lu Bei's eyes lit up, and he vaguely remembered that in order to find out the path he had traveled through the Qilijing, he asked a few people to help him find out.

  Wu Zhou Zhu Xiushi didn't have to think about it, Le Ziren could get things done, and he obeyed the other party on the spot.

  The Zhaoqin Wuliang Sword Sect has not been on the right track yet, and apart from being good-looking, the female apprentices are useless for a while.

  Lu Bei thought over and over again, but he didn't go to Zheyue Acacia Sect to play with Lu Xi, he recruited the black-winged golden-eyed eagle, and arrived at Xiangwu, the human empire, with the supernatural power of Xuanwu Jie's heaven return and great teleportation.

  …

  Hualong Pavilion.

  The female earth bat Yang Dian had just finished her official duties when she was summoned by Emperor Wu. Before walking a few steps in the campus, she was stopped by several young and beautiful female students. These little girls who came from a wealthy family have heard the legend of Mr. Yang since they were young, and they all have longing for him.

  Yang Dian is a decent person, known for being upright and law-abiding, upright, patriotic and loyal to the emperor, and his boss Xuanwu in the gravekeeper is two extremes.

   Facing the chattering juniors, he stroked his beard with a smile, and dismissed them with a few words.

   "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

  Hearing the sinister voice behind him, Yang Dian trembled. The strong sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. The will of the martial arts master trembled at this moment, and he couldn't even turn around.

   "What are you afraid of? It's me. If you were someone else, you would have died long ago."

  Lu Bei hooked his shoulders and put his back on Yang Dian's shoulders: "Yang Dingfeng, what did you find out about the investigation you ordered earlier?"

  Yang Dian tilted his head, saw the familiar mask, and became more vigilant.

   I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but today’s Xuanwu gave him an invincible deterrent force, as if the other party’s fist could wipe him and the entire Hualong Pavilion away.

   "Report to Master Xuanwu, what you ordered the female earth bat to investigate... Which one is it?"

   "Nonsense, who else can there be except the Immortal Sword Master Abandoning the Sutra!"

  Lu Bei snorted coldly: "Or, you have found out the birth date of Empress Xiangwu, and want to introduce you to me?"

Abandoned Sutra once prostituted Zhaoqin and Xiangwu two great human empires successively, leaving behind a lot of blood and tears. Lu Bei and Zhaoqin's trusted king Jiangli were not familiar with each other, and in the identity of Xuanwu, he assigned missions to female earth bats, counting the time , almost five months.

  Although Qi Lijing is invincible, he has a certain fan base in various countries of the human race. It is not difficult to investigate his information, but the bad thing is the reputation of invincible.

Abandonment Sutra is very picky, not all cats and dogs are eligible to be prostituted by him, the main choice is a strong swordsman, when encountering boxing and knife players, it is usually the other party who challenges him, he feels pleasing to the eye, so he will reluctantly do it Whoring each other for nothing.

  This kind of free prostitution has caused serious polarization.

  After the short-term pain of the Jianxiu mountain gate that was blown up, there was a faint sense of pride. The strong man who was not beaten by the Abandoned Sutra and missed the door-to-door begging to be blown up, after a short regret, found that there were more and more gossip around him.

  Look, he is that so-and-so, fortunately he is still a sword cultivator, so he has not been beaten by the Abandoned Sutra.

   It's really embarrassing, I can't stand a single Dharma practice.

  As the name of the Abandoned Sutra became more and more famous, it gradually became an honor to be engaged in a fight with the Immortal Sword Master, which came from the recognition of being invincible in a lifetime.

   On the contrary, the strong players who missed the opportunity to be exploded have unrealistic evaluations on their respective sites.

  Who are you talking about? It’s nothing special, it’s just a false name, and even the Immortal Sword Master doesn’t want to beat him up.

  Don't say anything on the surface, but point and point behind your back.

  How to save face has become a key issue.

  I heard that the Sutra of Abandonment was staying at Mount Bulao, so I took the initiative to come to challenge at this time, and if I was defeated angrily, I might be able to save face.

  Sending them to your door begging for a beating and saving face, how cheap it is, the strong also need face, and they can't do such a bad thing.

  So, the road that Abandoned Li Jing walked through immediately opened up and spread out, becoming all-round.

  Those who have been beaten, and those who have not, all say that they fought against the Qilijing and lost by only one move.

   This one move is roughly similar to Hu Er, who danced around for a long time, and then abandoned the scriptures after whoring, and put him over at a glance.

   Therefore, it is an extremely complicated project to sort out the route of Qilijing who once traveled around the world in the massive amount of junk information, even the human empire Xiangwu would have to spend a lot of effort.

   Lu Bei didn't expect to be able to get the exact route from Yang Dian, it was 80% reliable, even if he did the job properly.

  Yang Dian faltered, seeing that Xuanwu's momentum was not good, and he was about to rush into the palace to sleep on the dragon bed, so he quickly sold Jingyue Kingdom.

   "What does this have to do with Jing Yue? He is in the north of the Kunlun Mountains, and he can't get along with you. That's not how the misfortunes are brought to the east." Lu Bei said unhappily.

Yang Dian hurriedly explained: "Jingyue is located in the northernmost of the human kingdoms. It has been the front line of the human race against the monster race for many years. There are many masters of swordsman stationed there. , Jingyue's arsenal has so much essence, it's comparable to the Holy Land of Great Xia."

   "Is there such a thing?"

   Uh, isn't this common sense?

  Yang Dian cursed inwardly, nodded again and again and said: "Master Xuanwu, the female earth bat dare not speak falsely, every word is true."

   "Okay, seeing that you are doing well, I will let the queen retreat tonight."

  The sinister voice faded away, and when Yang Dian let go of his shoulders, and then turned around, he could no longer find Xuanwu's shadow.

   Unlucky!

  The fine sunny day turned evil!

  Under the scorching sun, Yang Dian shivered and hurried to Xiangwu Palace.

  Even though Emperor Wu did not say what purpose he had in summoning him, he could probably guess the seven or eight eight out of seven by analyzing the recent chaos.

   Wan Yao Country, do you want to organize a picture of Baimei?

  Let’s fix it, Wan Yao Kingdom and Xiangwu are separated by the Kunlun Mountains, and there is the Holy Land of Great Xia in between. A copy of Baimeitu will not only damage the morale of the human race, but also damage the prestige of Xiangwu.

   It’s not correct, hehe, in case the Great Xia Holy Land is not defended, and the demon clan soldiers approach the city, whoever gave the second generation of demon emperor a hundred beautiful pictures, the old man may not remember, but if it is said who did not send it, then he must know.

  …

  Lu Bei kept Jing Yueguo in his heart, and it happened that the second generation sword master wanted to try the fist of the second generation demon emperor, and decided to settle two things at once.

   Calculating the time, he arranged the schedule, first went to Yunzhong Pavilion, then transferred to Xuanlong, and finally returned to Wanyao Kingdom via Jingyue.

  Before that, the Lion Camel Country still needs to make one or two plans and make arrangements in advance, so as not to cause accidents in a hurry.

The lion camel country is far from being formed, and the horoscope has not yet been written. Lu Bei only has mastered a lion camel city. To the west is the white tiger in the far west. One, when he decided to kill Qinglong, he also killed Baihu by the way.

   There is also a human kingdom in the east, and a country established in the Western Youyaoyu. It is impossible for these countries to watch quietly.

   Lu Bei secretly felt a headache. The vest of the second demon emperor was indeed useful and brought him great benefits, but it repeatedly went against his original intentions, making him, a foolish king, even more wise.

  It is too difficult to be a foolish emperor, the first demon emperor really has something.

  Xiangwu, Zhaoqin, and Xiyou Yaoyu are at three o'clock and one line, Lu Bei arrived at the Wuliang Sword Sect on the way, shot out a ray of sword energy, and saw a female apprentice in the grove...

   If I remember correctly, it should be Chang Qingyu.

   "Puuuuuu, Senior Sister Shao, here."

   "..."

  The boss of Changqingyu is not happy, why are you sucking, you are calling the dog here!

   Also, who is your Senior Sister Shao!

  After seeing Master for a long time, the little joy in Chang Qingyu's heart disappeared when she saw Lu Bei. She rolled her eyes and squatted next to Master, three steps away.

  Because Lu Bei used his own pretty face and didn't pinch Tian Mingzi's image of a blind old man, Chang Qingyu refused to get too close to his master. According to her words, the bad old man is the master, and the little boy is pure and innocent.

   "Come here, let me feel the bones, and see if my good apprentice's swordsmanship has improved."

   "..."

   "Tsk, it's not like I haven't touched it as a teacher."

   "..."

  Chang Qingyu was full of shame and anger. When he was young, he was ignorant. He regarded a bad old man as a treasure.

  Lu Bei picked up a handful of wind, put it under his nose and sniffed it: "The smell of roast goose, the sage has a heart, no poisoning, my teacher has a strong taste, I can't eat too bland."

   "No, it's all eaten up."

  Chang Qingyu looked sideways, God is pitiful, I hope God will return the white bearded master to her.

  To Lu Bei's surprise, after not seeing him for several months, Chang Qingyu still smelled like roast goose pickled in soy sauce, maybe it was a habit, or maybe the other party really regarded him as a teacher and became dependent.

  Lu Bei hoped it was the latter, touched his bosom, and threw out a Qiankun Ring.

   Impartial, hitting the back of the beautiful head.

  Chang Qingyu didn't know why, after picking it up, his face suddenly changed: "Master, which treasury have you looted again?"

   "What do you mean, in your heart, as a teacher, can't you be a down-to-earth person?"

   "Well, no."

   "..."

   People are really accurate!

  Lu Bei was speechless, and hooked Chaochang Qingyu's fingers. The latter was reluctant, and for the sake of Qiankun's sake, he quickly moved over.

  Boom!

  Punched down, Lu Bei sighed comfortably, while Chang Qingyu squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, cursing the black-haired man to send the white-haired man away.

   "Don't be stupid, you are in your nineties, you are still a child as a teacher, and I am the brunette."

  Lu Bei rubbed his little head, golden light flashed in his eyes, nodded and said: "Sword Intent has achieved a little bit, practiced well, another day I will take you to see my teacher as a teacher, and let her teach you three moves and two styles."

   "Is that Princess Wu Zhou? Do you remember that she used a knife?"

   "It's not her, other mistresses."

   "..."

  Chang Qingyu blinked, but she was not surprised at all.

  The two master and apprentice squatted in the grass, each with a roast goose, eating and chatting. During this period, Chang Qingyu secretly moved his body and moved a little closer to Lu Bei.

   "Master, what kind of sauce did you sprinkle, it looks delicious."

   "Snake venom."

  Lu Bei told the truth, the refining between She Yan and Sister Xiao Snake is full of love, which suits his taste best, and no one else can enjoy it except him.

   To a certain extent, She Yan defeated Zhao Shiran, a good wife and loving mother, and successfully took away Lu Bei's stomach.

  After eating the roast goose, Lu Bei patted his little head to wipe off the oil, got up and was about to leave.

  Recently there have been a lot of incidents, big and small, and Ying Long and Ji Huang are pressing on their heads, so they don't have much time to connect with the disciples.

   Another day, another day, I will definitely teach her how to practice swords.

"Wait a moment."

  Chang Qingyu stopped Lu Bei, and said a little uneasy: "Master, the inheritance you got is the Immortal Heavenly Sword, right?"

   "What's the matter, you want to learn?"

   "No, I want to ask you, what do you think of the second generation demon emperor?"

  Usually, as a teacher, I lie in the arms of the Demon Queen and watch.

   "Are you very concerned about the strength of the second-generation immortal sword master and the second-generation demon emperor?"

   "A little bit, not much."

   "How about you, Master, don't you care?"

   "It doesn't matter, when you reach the realm of being a teacher, you will know..."

  Lu Bei waved his hand: "There has never been one who is the strongest. It's just a false name. The real strength lies in the heart. The benevolent is invincible."

   What you said was better than what you sang. When you beat me up, you didn't want to suffer at all.

  The hundred-year-old kendo girl whimpered, then gritted her teeth and said, "Master, if I practice Immortal Sword Intent, can I successfully assassinate the Demon Emperor?"

   "Ah, why do you have the idea of ​​committing suicide?"

  Lu Bei is happy, the fusion period is perfect, and he has never been struck by lightning. How can he be confident that he can take his head?

   Besides, the second-generation demon king is so ostentatious, the vixen and the mounts around him are all Mahayana demon kings, Chang Qingyu can't even get close, so where does the assassination come from?

   "Master, as a monk of the human race, it is my duty to resist the monster race. Although my skills are low, I am beautiful!"

   "..."

  The corners of Lu Bei's eyes twitched, and a string of ellipsis floated across his forehead. Is there a possibility that he had already anticipated the answer.

"Master, under the leadership of Jingyue Kingdom, several great human nations met in secret, pooled the power of all nations, selected a hundred beauties of national beauty and beauty, and arranged assassins among them. If I want to sign up, I just send you to guide me Immortal Sword Intent."

  Chang Qingyu approached Lu Bei, and whispered like a thief: "I got the news from Jiang He. He is the prince, and the information will not be faked. You just need to know it. Don't spread it to the outside world."

   "..."

   "Master, speak up!"

   "Must!"

   Lu Bei nodded with a serious face, promising to keep his mouth shut.

   There is no need to spread the news, the plan of several major powers to assassinate the second generation of demon emperor, the second generation of demon emperor has been informed of it at the first time.

  Even, the second generation demon emperor wants to join it.

Lu Bei stroked his clever little brain, sighed, and said, "Silly girl, the matter is of great importance. As the crown prince, how could Jiang He disclose such secrets so easily, let alone sell you to the Wan Yao Kingdom? In a word, explore the confidence of being a teacher."

   “I know, but I feel pretty sure of it.”

  Chang Qingyu pointed to her face, she was not ashamed to say that she had the confidence to give the second generation Demon Emperor a fatal blow.

  The premise is that Lu Bei taught her the Immortal Sword Intent.

  Of course, if the master loves his apprentice so much and insists on going to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom with her, she will definitely not stop her.

   "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Lu Bei had no reason to refuse the black history that was delivered to his door. He slapped Chang Qingyu on the shoulder and injected an immortal sword intent: "This sword has the power to become a teacher with twelve successes. Hold this sword and take advantage of the demon emperor's fascination." When he is in trouble, a sneak attack on his weakness can give him a fatal blow, so grasp it well, there is only one chance."

   "Ah, then I am also dead."

   "Otherwise, I will go crazy with you as a teacher?" Lu Bei laughed twice, stepped out with one step, and disappeared without a trace.

   When he reappeared, he was located in a wilderness, looking at the loyal black-winged golden-eyed eagle, and sorting out the plan to build a nation of lions and camels in his mind.

  Closing his eyes and meditating for a long time, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, Yuanshen escaped into the Xuanwu ring, and summoned Yinglong's paper figurine clone in the forest of steles.

   "It's not good, Brother Ying, the bald donkey has rebelled."

   "Hehe, the bald donkey rebelled, isn't it a good thing you took the lead?"

   "Brother Ying, my little brother has no other choice!"

Lu Bei's face was miserable, and he told how he got on the bald boat by mistake, and the little monk forced him to beat him up, and then changed the topic: "Western religion is a bit evil, and there is a person named Daguang tomorrow in it, who was born from an extraterrestrial demon, and he killed Dadarin." God, it might be breaking with the Demon Realm."

   "I know, what do you want to say?"

   "Xuan was tied to the bald boat of the Western Sect. The demon came, and the younger brother died. How can he serve the elder brother in the future?" Lu Bei beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying that he was not strong enough.

   "I told you to stay away from women long ago. If you insist on listening, it's too late to regret it now."

  The paper figurine sneered and mocked, and then comforted: "Don't panic, I have my own plan. You go back and practice the Sword of Immortal Execution, and the Western religion and demons can't hurt you."

   Don’t worry, you won’t live to that day, it’s me who should worry about the Western religion!

   There was a strange light in the eyes of the paper figurine. He knew that Lu Bei had no good intentions, and he couldn't forget the position of the corresponding dragon.

   This time, Ying Long just wanted to praise, Lu Bei's clever move, which seemed like a tiger's skin, actually brought him great convenience.

  If you fail, you will lose everything...

  Western religion can be regarded as a way out.

   Good, good!

  ——

  Nine thousand words, ask for a monthly pass on the last day of the month.

  (end of this chapter)