What to do if you encounter scum [Quick Transmigration]

The evil spirits in Xiao Changhe's body had indeed accumulated in the meridians, and they were very stubborn. If the Great Elder healed his wounds, he might suffer backlash on the first day.

But now even if Lu Shichuan took action himself, it took three full hours for the first day to end.

Until the last trace of evil spirit was cleared out of Xiao Changhe's body, more than half a month had passed.

After getting rid of the evil energy, Lu Shichuan made a trick to inject a spiritual power into Xiao Changhe's dantian just like before the end of every half month.

Xiao Changhe didn't notice anything, he could only feel that his meridians became smoother day by day, and the phantoms almost disappeared in the past few days. At this time, no matter what Lu Shichuan asked him to do, as long as he used an excuse that was good for his body, he must have Will not refuse.

But Lu Shichuan had no intention of talking to him.

After injecting the last ray of spiritual power into Xiao Changhe's dantian, the formula in his hand changed again.

Xiao Changhe let out a muffled snort, and the pain in his body was fleeting. He looked at Lu Shichuan: "Sect Master Lu, this—"

Lu Shichuan ignored it.

He condensed Zongzhong's unique Wanjian Jue into a spiritual power formation that locked several meridians of Xiao Changhe, and the formation's eye fell on the dantian.

In this way, as long as Xiao Changhe is motivated a little, Lu Shichuan can trigger Wan Jianjue to abolish his cultivation at will.

Xiao Changhe would never notice this formation unless it was activated, and the latter would not be able to notice any other abnormalities at all. In addition, the evil spirits had been eliminated, so he could only be grateful to Lu Shichuan.

The magic circle was formed, Lu Shichuan stood up with a flick of his sleeves, "Just take a rest for a day."

Xiao Changhe used the tricks to transport his spiritual power, and it was really handy, he quickly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Sect Master Lu, for saving my life, I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart!"

Chu Heng laughed: "It's easy to say."

Xiao Changhe's smile immediately became awkward.

Fortunately, Ming Zhao hurried into the hall to interrupt this atmosphere from continuing to spread.

"Master!" Ming Zhao said solemnly, "News from the Zixia Sect has found the whereabouts of members of the Yin clan."

Lu Shichuan estimated the date, so he was not surprised, "Where is the person?"

Ming Zhao said: "Sect Master Qin stated in the letter that members of the Yin clan will arrive at Zixia Sect tomorrow."

Lu Shichuan nodded, "Let's make arrangements and leave as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

After the words fell, he hurriedly exited the palace.

Xiao Changhe watched Ming Zhao turn into a stream of light and go away, then said: "It's about evil spirits, tomorrow we will go with Sect Master Lu."

Lu Shichuan didn't refuse, "That's fine."

After Xiao Changhe also left, finally only Lu Shichuan and Chu Heng were left in the hall.

"More than half a month," Chu Heng said dissatisfiedly, "this surname Xiao clearly has no good intentions, why did you waste more than half a month saving him?"

Lu Shichuan said: "He will be useful in the future."

Without Xiao Changhe, there would be no leaders of the various sects who took advantage of the difficulties to loot Wan Jianzong, and then it would take more effort to wipe out that group of pious people.

Naturally, Chu Heng couldn't guess what Lu Shichuan was thinking. The corners of his lips twitched slightly, but soon raised again, "Then now that you're done with healing, why don't you come with me to practice in your room?"

Lu Shichuan looked at him.

Chu Heng looked handsome, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be provocative.

There was no one around, Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and took a step forward, "You have never had a Taoist companion since you practiced, so now you don't expect it at all?"

Lu Shichuan was noncommittal.

He didn't quite understand why every task object was so keen on bed|things.

"Tomorrow I will go to Zixia Sect, you—"

Chu Heng spoke directly and naturally: "Of course I will go with you."

Lu Shichuan was silent for a moment.

After going to Zixiazong tomorrow to meet the members of the Yin clan, the solution to the catastrophe will be made public, so he doesn't plan to take Chu Heng with him.

Today's Zixia sea area is a place where even he can't be sure that he can escape unscathed.

If Chu Heng knew about this, he might not easily accept his actions.

"No, you stay at Wanjianzong," Lu Shichuan said. "Tomorrow all the sects will gather at Zixiazong. It is inconvenient for you to show up, so you don't have to go with me."

Chu Heng frowned, "Based on my cultivation, how many people in the cultivation world can see through my identity."

Lu Shichuan's tone was unquestionable, "That's it, go and rest."

Seeing him turn around, Chu Heng grabbed his forearm, "Why don't you let me go to Zixia Sect, do you have something to hide from me?"

Lu Shichuan knew that he had always been delicate, and if he refused, he would become suspicious.

After a while, he said, "You must go."

Chu Heng stepped forward, looked into Lu Shichuan's eyes, "I must go."

Lu Shichuan looked at him deeply, "If you insist, this matter is up to you."

Chu Heng was inexplicably confused, but couldn't tell whether it was caused by Lu Shichuan's words, but felt that it must have something to do with the so-called secrets of the Yin clan, "You really have nothing to hide from me?"

"Ah."

Lu Shichuan stepped out of the hall.

Over the past half a month, Ming Zhao has reported to the report one by one the array traps that Wan Jianzong had set up in the past 50 years, and he personally strengthened several of them. It is easy to catch the thief by surprise.

This time when he went to the Zixia Sect, he would leave behind the suzerain's three elders, the first elder who was respected by his disciples, the second elder who was good at trickery, and the fourth elder with the highest cultivation.Although Wan Jianzong lost a lot of disciples at this time, with the three of them there, at least he could retain some power to fight back after re-sealing the evil spirit.

The two returned to the bedroom.

Chu Heng went to the table with ease and sat down. He poured a cup of tea and held it to his lips. He looked at Lu Shichuan's back with thoughtful eyes, "Do you think the Yin clan can really calculate the way to save the world?"

Lu Shichuan looked at the thick evil haze in the distance, "This is the only hope in the world."

Chu Heng tentatively asked: "If they really have one, what would you do?"

Lu Shichuan didn't expect him to vaguely guess this so quickly, so he looked back at him, "If there is, it will be tomorrow's business."

Chu Heng heated the herbal tea in the cup with spiritual power, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Since you don't want to talk about tomorrow's affairs," he put down the porcelain cup, knocked it on the table with a soft "thump", the sound did not disappear, and he had already moved to Lu Shichuan's side, "then why don't we talk about today's affairs. "

Hualuo stretched out his hand and slowly pulled away Lu Shichuan's belt——

"What do you think……"

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In the early morning of the second day, with Lu Shichuan and Chu Heng in the lead, after Ming Zhao's death, the third elder and the fifth elder stood up with their swords on the left and right. After saying goodbye to the rest, the group of five turned into a stream of light and headed towards the Zixia sect .

They are not the first batch of people who came to Zixia Sect.

There was a lot of voices on the top of Zixia Sect's head peak. Qin An, as the lord of Zixia Sect, was shuttled and chatting among them. When he saw Lu Shichuan landed, he hurried over.

"Sect Master Lu has arrived."

Lu Shichuan said: "Sect Master Qin, when will the members of the Yin clan arrive?"

Just as Qin An was about to speak, a reply came from behind him.

"Don't worry, my family and I have already arrived."

Qin An's unspoken words stopped on the tip of his tongue, he shook his head with a smile, then turned sideways to get out of the way, motioning for Lu Shichuan to speak in the hall.

In the hall stood a man wearing a moon white robe.

With his back to the door, he turned around when he heard footsteps.

The man was thin and handsome, but he was a little pale. He exchanged a glance with Lu Shichuan, and he raised his fist to his lips and coughed.

Beside him was a woman with a pretty face, who hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, "Young Master——"

The man raised his hand to stop her movement, then clasped his fists at Lu Shichuan and said, "I'm Yin En, I've heard about Lu Zongzhu's name for a long time." Every move was quite noble.

Chu Heng watched the two look at each other.

The surface is indifferent.

Quietly depressed.

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"My Manager Can Read Minds [Entertainment Circle]" by Three Thousand Dreams

One sentence recommendation: Sweet and warm cookies!

【Copywriting】

Lin Zhu can read minds.

Relying on this as a manager, Lin Zhu has never had a resource that he cannot grab.

"Add one hundred thousand, do you want to talk about it?"

"Who is the script in your hand for, you should know."

"Whoever you want to sleep with, we will not accept this scene."

Manager Lin Zhu has never been cowardly, protecting her artist, who has been in shadow for three years, and set off a hurricane in the entertainment circle.

Scaring the gossip reporters away, dragging Zhong Yao to sit in the food stall, Lin Zhu patted his chest: "Don't be afraid, I know what they want."

"Do you all know?"

The actor Zhong Yao, who had been out of acting for three years, grabbed him, and quietly met his eyes: "What can I see?"

Lin Zhu was full of confidence, and when he was about to speak for three seconds, surprise appeared in his eyes, and his face flushed quickly.

It was the first time for the gold medal manager to be cowardly, twisting the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, lowering his head and muttering.

"I see—you just made instant noodles, which taste like tomato and beef brisket..."