This is what cultivating immortals is like

Average harvest.

Not everyone is as wealthy as Zhu Bo.

Although She Yan was a rich woman, she was only a small rich man and was far less generous than Zhu Bo's boss. Lu Bei took away the banknotes and the secret skills of demon cultivators, ignored some large and small fabrics with obvious female characteristics, and carefully studied a pile of bottles. Bottles and jars.

Zhu Bo repeatedly mentioned that She Zhang was good at poisoning. Lu Bei happened to be very curious about medicines such as Mongolian and Chinese medicine, so he opened them one by one, either powder or liquid, and dropped them on She Zhang one by one.

The effect was mediocre, She Zhang's face turned blue and purple, she tilted her head and vomited black blood, then curled up like a dead snake.

"Sure enough, pharmacological knowledge requires professional guidance, and self-study cannot become a talent."

Lu Bei abandoned the bottles and jars and came to the altar to check. Soon, he found the keyhole and inserted it in with the key obtained from fighting monsters.

The altar's light bloomed, evaporating the impure snake blood on it, revealing three sealed white porcelain bottles.

In addition, there is a letter pressed by three porcelain bottles.

Lu Bei vaguely saw the words 'my disciple personally signed it' and was silent for a moment before opening the letter and reading it.

Disciple, the fact that you can reach this place means that you have found the secret letter that my master left in the underground palace of Shenjing. You are worthy of being the disciple that I found after so many choices. Although my master still doesn’t know your name at this moment, I firmly believe in my vision as a teacher. You have extraordinary qualifications and will definitely be able to carry forward the Yuhua Sect...

Lu Bei: (;)

An old trough got stuck in my throat. I didn't know where it came from, so I swallowed it back and continued reading.

The mystery is revealed. The surprise my master has left for you is not the Buddha-faced golden spider. With your foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation, you are expected to pass the test safely without any surprises.

Lu Bei: ()

Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, what Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, did he jump to the map?

That's right, I haven't gone down into the well at Yuhuamen yet.

These three bottles of demon clan blood were obtained through countless hardships while traveling south and north for my master. One is a snake and the other is a dragon and a sky roc. You and I are both members of the Yuhua Sect, so naturally we have to choose the blood of the sky roc. As for the two bloods of the dragon and snake, You handle it yourself.

If you really have nowhere to put it, don't throw it away. Just keep it here. When you can't break the situation and seek immortality, go to the far west to catch a ferocious beast and lock it here, and let my disciples come and break through it. Wouldn't it be fun?

Don't worry, my teacher has measured it. The water system here has luxuriant roots and branches, and the formation is natural. If there is no disaster of spiritual vein collapse, it will not be discovered within two hundred years, and it is very safe.

Lu Bei: (;)

He silently collected the letter, with complicated thoughts, and a thousand words turned into one sentence: "Thankfully, I am still worried about discrediting the master. I am naive in my feelings, so I will loose the soil. The cheap master is the real thief!"

After thinking about it carefully, Lu Bei found that this was indeed the case. Very good, the reason why the broken mountaintop of Sanqing Peak was neglected was found.

"However, what is the use of Tianpeng's blood for me? Is it possible that if I drink it, I can change my profession to a demon cultivator?"

After confirming that Master Cheap's cultivation was astonishing, Lu Bei decided to trust him first. He raised his hand to take away the two bloodlines of dragon and peng, leaving a trail of snake blood. He held it in his hand and squatted down in front of She Zhang.

The seal was opened, and the wisps of bloody smell dispersed. She Yan, who was curled up motionless, trembled and woke up. She looked at the porcelain bottle with bright eyes, and raised her hand...

Snapped!

Lu Bei patted She Zhang away and said with a kind smile, "Do you want it?"

She Zhang: "..."

"Make an oath to serve me as your master. I will introduce you to a livelihood and ensure that you have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Lu Bei looked at She Zhang up and down. Not to mention, although she was a little older, she had a first-rate figure and a stunning face. Coupled with her inherent charm as a demon cultivator and her identity as a snake spirit, she was still very attractive.

I don’t know what the litter of little foxes at home will look like in the future, but the ready-made ones in front of me can be used.

Again, he is of great use.

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing Lu Bei's probing eyes, She Yan was filled with grief and anger. She suppressed her desire and refused to give in: "If I serve you as my master, my life will be worse than death. It would be better to be killed by you with a single knife."

"That makes sense. It's a bit overwhelming."

Lu Bei retreated and asked for help: "That's good. You swear to work for me for three years...five years, no, ten years. In ten years, the road will turn to the sky. I will take my Yangguan Road. You will crawl into your sewer. You and I." It doesn’t matter at all.”

"..."

She Yan closed her eyes and said nothing. There was no difference between being a slave for ten years and a lifetime. Besides, with Lu Bei's attitude of torturing the snake and killing him, it was still a question whether she could live for ten years.

"Aunt Snake, don't be too greedy as a snake. If you survive, you have already earned a life."

Lu Bei drew his sword and polished it on the ground: "I can also give you a promise based on my character. In these ten years, you and I will only have a subordinate relationship. I will not take the initiative to cause harm to your body. That's alright, right? ?”

just you! Return your character?

She Zhang almost laughed angrily, not because she was disdainful, but because she really was disdainful.

"Speak. If you can, just hiss. If you can't, I'll get a piece of snake skin."

"I am the only one who swears an oath, and you promise verbally?"

"Aunt Snake, don't act like a good boy when you get an advantage. If you really break your oath, you will only lose your life, but I will lose my character!"

"..."

She Yan's shameless words almost made She Zhang die on the spot. She took a deep look at the snake blood filled with pure blood, then looked at Lu Bei's smiling and kind face, her breathing quickened, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Sometimes, it is not shameful to sell one's soul and principles, but it is shameful not to get a good price.

Now that the price was right, she decided to work for ten years.

It is really not easy to practice. If she disagrees today, she will die. Even if she can survive, her bloodline will be cut off and her path to advancement will be difficult for her in the future...

"Don't worry, make an oath first, and everything will be yours."

The second before She Zhang touched the porcelain vase, Lu Bei raised his hand slightly and raised his chin, signaling She Zhang to express his sincerity first.

"I will...swear."

She Zhang said it intermittently several times. After she completely let go, she felt as if she was exhausted. She said an emotionless oath in her mouth. The blood mark was so painful that she almost fainted.

The good news is that she fulfilled her promise and removed a blood curse by taking only one item.

Then it hurt like hell again.

The method of cultivating demons has a special refining process. She Yan obtained the source of blood and held it tightly in her arms. The joys and sorrows of people are not the same. Lu Bei did not understand her excitement and waved her to leave first. , agreed to meet in Langyu County with a secret code.

She Xuan was granted amnesty, and she resisted the desire to improve her bloodline, and swung the snake's tail...

It fell to the ground with a thud.

He lost too much blood and was poisoned by many strange poisons, making it difficult to move for a while.

Lu Bei curled his lips and took out the medicine and ordered him to recover where he was. He raised his hand and wiped the blood on himself, then turned and walked towards the cave of the Buddha-faced Golden Body Spider.

"Brother Bo, Brother Luo, I'm back." Lu Bei clenched his fist and coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and forced a bleak smile.

"What happened? Why is my brother injured again?"

Zhu Bo asked hurriedly. They only heard Lu Bei fighting with She Zhang in the passage. The fight got farther and farther away, and nothing was clear after that.

"Brother Bo guessed it right. The demon snake hadn't left yet. I broke the ambush at the door. She used her familiarity with the underground palace to ambush me several times. I only knew a little about how to break the formation. Although I was stronger than her, But he is still no match for her cunning tricks, so he has no choice but to come back first to nurse his injuries."

Lu Bei said with an ugly face: "Brother Bo, I have something to say, please don't get mad after listening to it."

It sounds so familiar, as if I've heard it said somewhere before.

"No, it's already up."

"That's good. It's none of my business since I'm already in charge."

Lu Bei smiled coquettishly: "When I was fighting with the demon girl, she knocked the compass down in the formation, and I don't know where it went now."

I knew it!

Zhu Bo's mouth twitched and he endured it, but he couldn't hold it back anymore: "Brother Lu, look at your Qiankun bag, you might have fallen in it!"

"Nothing like this, I've seen it before."

"..."

Zhu Bo rolled his eyes, and Luo Ban next to him couldn't hold it back, and his body shook twice while he was meditating.

"Brother Bo, don't leave. A compass won't stop you."

Lu Bei said quickly: "I have another piece of good news. The precious fan passed down to you by your father is still there. I held it tightly and vomited dozens of mouthfuls of blood before it was snatched away by the witch."

"I understand. When I get back, I will get some money for the soup and medicine to replenish my body."

"What a shame, it can't be done, it can't be done."

Lu Bei waved his hands repeatedly. Seeing that Zhu Bo had nothing to say, he asked: "How much?"

"..."