This is what cultivating immortals is like

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

The moment Lu Bei held the knife, his whole aura changed drastically. He changed from the innocent little boy with a careless face to a sharp steel knife. The murderous intent roared down, which frightened Feng Si.

No, I fell into a trap.

This kid used to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, pretending that he didn't know anything about boxing and kicking.

Feng Si would never believe it if Lu Bei was serious about his specialties and was proficient in swordsmanship but could only talk on paper. A master is good at one discipline, and martial arts is like this. Even if there are uneven differences, there will not be a huge difference.

Obviously, there is only one possibility.

Feng Si took a deep breath and saw through the truth. Lu Bei pretended to be rudimentary in martial arts and deceived him who was spying in secret.

It's hateful that even though this person has good cultivation, his scheming is so deep.

The Feng Si were greatly affected, and even before the second round started, their momentum involuntarily weakened.

On the other side, Lu Bei snorted coldly and activated the skill 'Blood Rage'. The capture + judgment was successful, instantly halving all attributes of Feng Si.

The momentum is oppressive, like a dangerous peak rising from the ground, unattainable and daunting.

Feng Si's face turned pale, frightened by Lu Bei's sudden devastation, his hands and feet became weak and softened involuntarily. He was horrified, secretly thinking that he couldn't stay here for long and must get out as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, it was already too late as soon as the idea came up.

Cold light hit his face, and Feng Si hurriedly raised his short sword to parry. Before he could see what was happening, he was overturned by a huge force and flew upside down and hit the wall.

【Undertide Lv3】

[Slashing Formation Sword Technique Lv5]

Coupled with the effect of [Blood Rage] that cut all attributes in half, Lu Bei seriously injured Feng Si with one move, completing his first true battle.

[You defeat Feng Si, gain 2,000 experience points, win the first battle, determine the opponent's level, and gain an additional 20,000 experience points]

"This thing is actually worth twenty-two thousand?"

Lu Bei put away the Bailian Sword and strode towards Feng Si in the corner. The Bailian Sword made a gap in the impact, causing heavy losses. Twenty thousand experience was not enough to make up for it. He wanted to check Feng Si's Qiankun Bag. See if there are any equivalent items.

The Universe Bag is a low-level space equipment, and anyone with good cultivation can open it, but it is not guaranteed. Some experts who pursue retro style like to make their space equipment look like the Universe Bag.

Special encryption, only I can open it.

In terms of strength, Feng Si, who is still in his third year, is not that kind of expert.

"Ahem..."

Feng Si held a short knife in his hand and leaned on the wall to sit up. His hair was hanging down and his clothes were bloody. He was like a wounded lone wolf. He was so unruly, so tragic, so...

boom!

Straight punch, stop.

The lone wolf rolled his eyes and fell down. Lu Bei took out the Qiankun bag from Feng Si's arms, opened it and glanced at it, then took out the 'Blood Replenishing Pill', 'Qi Accumulating Pill' and other wound medicines and stuffed them into Feng Si's mouth.

After a moment, Feng Si woke up and looked at Lu Bei with confusion, not understanding why the other party was helping him.

"No fight, no acquaintance. I know you didn't want to do anything to me. We will be friends from now on." Lu Bei stretched out his hand, about to forcefully make a friend, but when he saw that Feng Si's hand was covered with blood, he took it back with a look of disgust.

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"I have a message for Master Kui. I have no other intentions. I really intend to make friends with him. I hope that the door of Zhu's Mansion will be open to me next time I visit."

Lu Bei stood up and patted his butt, waved to the hesitant coachman outside the alley, and finally added: "To show my sincerity, I will not report today's matter to the official, so as not to let the prefect know about it and Master Kui will be scolded again." G."

As the carriage left the alley, Feng Si stood up with a grin on his face and reached for the Qiankun bag in his arms, intending to take out the medicine for treatment.

At this touch, his face suddenly darkened.

Bad thing, the token is gone!

…

Wei Mansion.

Wei Mao was rereading military training books in the study. Lu Bei knocked on the door and walked in, placing a token on the desk.

"Cousin, give Zhang Zhang an eye. Which sect is this token?"

"Ascend to the Heavenly Gate."

Wei Mao glanced briefly and gave the answer.

"It sounds very powerful. What sect is it?" Lu Bei frowned. He seemed to have seen this sect on the forum. Because there are many sects in the world of Kyushu, there are also a lot of discussions among players. If it were not a big sect, he would Generally not too impressed.

"Digging ancient tombs and ruins is a sect with a very bad reputation."

After Wei Mao finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Lu Bei: "Where did you get the token? Your senior sister didn't tell me. You still have such a friend."

"Not a friend, just a passerby. I picked it up in his Qiankun bag." Lu Bei said truthfully.

"Master Kui is looking for someone to take revenge on you?"

Wei Mao asked, but before Lu Bei could answer, he added: "The old rule is, ten thousand taels."

"Cousin, you're overthinking this. I'm only selling favors this time without making any money." Lu Bei said speechlessly.

"You would be so kind?"

"As you said, I just want to make friends with Master Kui."

"That's it, take the long shot and catch the big fish."

Wei Mao nodded to express his understanding and continued: "When you get the banknote, I want ten thousand taels."

"Cousin, who do you think I am? I'm really not here for money."

Lu Bei curled his lips and said angrily: "On the contrary, you are making private money openly and openly. Aren't you afraid that I will tell Senior Sister Zhu?"

Wei Mao's expression remained unchanged and he looked directly at Lu Bei: "With Madam's temperament, if you tell the truth, she will only ask you to make up ten thousand taels. Whatever I have, she will have it too."

"As expected of a couple..."

Lu Bei obeyed Qi Dao.

…

As for the Zhu Mansion on the other side, ever since Feng Si left after being instructed by Zhu Bo, Zhu Kui began to regret it.

If one person is beaten, and the other person refuses to suffer a loss, and makes trouble to Zhu Ting, will he fall again?

It is true that there is no evidence. Even if Wei Mao goes to the prefect's house to ask for an explanation, Zhu Ting knows in his heart and will not admit it. There is basically no trouble in this matter.

But what if?

If Zhu Ting makes any mistakes again in the future, he will be the unlucky one and he will be punished for several crimes.

Zhu Kui was worried about gains and losses, and looked at Zhu Bo who was playing with ancient items with resentment: "Brother, is there no problem with Feng Si?"

Zhu Bo didn't stop, and replied: "For the last time, the fourth brother has to be measured in his actions. Skin injuries will not cause serious problems, so don't bother me anymore."

"But……"

"There is no but, catching thieves, stealing, cheating and cheating. That kid has no witnesses and no physical evidence. What do you have to be afraid of?"

Zhu Bo snorted coldly: "Even if he comes to make trouble, he will just open the coffin and shout to catch the thief. He died unjustly. Just report to the official and drive him away."

"I hope so, but I..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you were not like this when I arranged for the fourth child to go out."

Zhu Bo saw through his second brother's heart, lungs, lungs and kidneys at a glance, and said without mercy: "We have agreed that this matter was your idea from beginning to end. If the uncle asks, it has nothing to do with me."

Brothers, it is Zhu Kui who wants to take out his anger, so it can only be Zhu Kui when he wrestles.

"I……"

Zhu Kui was about to say something when the servant walked in quickly: "Master, Master, there is a message from Mr. Feng Si."

"What message?"

"He said……"

The servant glanced at Zhu Kui and said cautiously: "He said that the second master was trying to deceive him, and his idea was very difficult. He was seriously injured after just one move. If the other party hadn't been merciful, he might not have been able to save his life. He also said that we had something important to discuss, so let him Sir, come over quickly."

"What?"

"Can you say that again!"

The two brothers were stunned. After Zhu Bo asked more questions, he learned that Feng Si sent the message back while he was injured, and his whole body was not well.

"Second brother, do you think that kid has a little bit of cultivation, but is it possible that he is worse than you?"

Zhu Bo's eyes widened: "Are you out of your mind? What do you call this?"

"Brother, please calm down. This is...I'm sure I saw it right. I...I even put my hands on his neck at that time."

Zhu Kui complained that he was wronged and racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. He said aggrievedly: "Maybe he felt humiliated and went back to practice hard, and then... he succeeded."

"I see, second brother, don't tell me, this is really possible!"

"Really, brother, do you think so too?"

"Haha, the carrot goes to the grave, and you are lying to the devil!"

Zhu Bo put away the antiques and strode outside the house: "I'm going to Feng Si's place to have a look. If you don't want uncle... If you don't want to fall while walking at night, prepare a gift to send to the Wei Mansion!"