This is what cultivating immortals is like

June 18, double repair.

June 19th, double repair.

June 20, double repair.

June 21, Lu Bei, Lu Bei, how could you be so depraved! Have you forgotten what happened in Wuzhou? The long-awaited main plot is a great opportunity to gain experience. You are someone who wants to do big things, so you can’t go on like this, so hurry up.

On June 22nd, senior sister will have a big event, double cultivation.

Zhu Xun, the commander-in-chief of Xianzhou, once said that no matter how serious the dual cultivation method is, it will become unreasonable in the end. Either you or her, one of them will definitely be unable to control it first.

There is some truth to this, but it is not entirely correct. Lu Bei found that every time he and Bai Jin practiced together, he was the first to lose control.

As for Bai Jin's inability to control himself, that's a story later. One is on a spiritual level, and the other is on a physical level, with completely different meanings.

The two of them were in love for the first time, and they were alone in the bamboo house, drawing eyebrows and studying ink, regardless of whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter outside.

The two of them were very happy and contented, and some of them couldn't sit still.

For example, Lin Buyan, Qin Fangtian, Mu Lichen and others.

The former couldn't sit still because Lu Bei refused to move from his place in Forget-Not-Forget Peak. Several days had passed, and he just hoped that the little cotton-padded jacket would not be poisoned.

Qin Fangtian and others couldn't sit still for a simple reason. The Tianjian Sect was defeated and stood at the critical moment. Every day, sword cultivators came to worship at the top of the mountain. These people all originated from the Iron Sword Alliance. The Tianjian Sect moved to Yue Zhou and Qingqian put aside their relationship, and they traveled thousands of miles to Yuezhou, paying homage to the mountain to give gifts and being polite. In the end, they couldn't even see the sect leader, which was a bit of a slight.

At least you showed your face, even if you just snorted without saying a word, we would have something to say when we collected the money.

Under Qin Fangtian's instruction, Mu Lichen went to the Forget-Not Peak every day and practiced sword practice without doing anything else.

Lu Bei was thick-skinned, so it didn't matter. Bai Jin didn't dare to let his master stand guard at the door. After three days of hard work, Lu Bei was finally convinced. In the face of major issues of right and wrong, the personal feelings of children should be put aside. After all, he is a person with status and can no longer be as free and undisciplined as before.

Lu Bei felt that it made sense. There was only a long time to come. If you are addicted to women, you should not be anxious for the moment, but anxious for every minute and every second. Let Mu Lichen give Qin Fangtian a message. He has reached the most critical moment of understanding the Immortal Sword Intent. It can take as short as three days, as fast as five days, and he will definitely return to Tibetan Qianshan in seven days.

Lu Bei used cultivation as an excuse. Mu Lichen knew clearly that he was fooling people, so he couldn't say anything and took the order to Zang Qianshan.

Judging from the meaning of this generation of sect masters, it seems that the management of Yu Shanmen is the same as the legendary sect masters of the previous generation.

It's a bit difficult to handle, so I just ask Lu Bei to appoint the Nine Swords Elders as soon as possible, and ensure the normal operation of the mountain gate while each performs their duties, so as to avoid being like now, not even being able to find anyone who dares to speak.

In the next few days, there were no troublemakers at the mountain gate. Lu Bei continued to have a deep love for Bai Jin, and he did not fall behind in practice, mainly focusing on dual cultivation.

Bai Jin's training time is still short. Even though he has one-in-a-million swordsmanship qualifications and is a standard epiphany monk, he still can't realize the immortal sword intention for a while, let alone give up the sword technique.

Lu Bei opened his mind and allowed her to take whatever she wanted. Using the borrowed immortal sword spirit as a key, he was barely able to practice alone.

The Immortal Sword Manual was personally handed down by the Sutra of Abandonment, which leads directly to the path of immortality and can be the door to immortality. For a sword cultivator, it is a precious holy scripture. If he could take a look at it, he would be willing to die.

Bai Jin decided to go into seclusion for three months. Firstly, she studied hard on the sword canon. Secondly, the Tianjian Sect was in dire straits and was waiting to be revitalized. She went into seclusion so that Lu Bei could calm down and do some serious work.

"It's been so long for three months. Senior sister, you have gone into seclusion and purified yourself. You are so cruel to leave me alone outside."

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense. It's only three months, which is not a long time for monks like us." Bai Jin ignored Lu Bei's pretending to be pitiful, raised his hand to pat away the dirty hands on his waist, and raised his sect master's identity.

Lu Bei's left ear went in and his right ear came out, but the mention of the sect leader reminded him of something.

Uh-huh! !

Several big black swords were lined up in a row, including the Great Shantideva, the Great Gutian, the Great Sutian... They were the nine swords that had not yet been assigned.

Bai Jin reached out and brushed several Nine Swords, spreading the Immortal Sword Intent from her fingertips, and heard the swords softly chirping in response. She felt happy in her heart, and couldn't help but smile on her face.

"Senior sister, if you like it so much, choose one."

"No, there is a distinction between public and private affairs. Don't forget that you are still the sect leader."

Bai Jin shook his head and rejected Lu Bei's kindness: "I am not an elder of Nine Swords, nor do I intend to become an elder of Nine Swords. I should not hold Nine Swords. If you insist on having your own way, others will gossip about you."

"Who dares?"

"..."

"Besides, Xiao Lin is not the Nine Swords Elder. Isn't the Great Power always in his hands?"

Lu Bei hummed, picked a Da Jingtian and put it in Bai Jin's hand: "This sword was with the wrong person and did the wrong thing before. I asked my senior sister to do it for me and give it a good training for my sect master."

Da Jingtian softly trembled, explaining that he was full of grievances, and asked Lu Bei to give him another chance, and promised not to do it again.

Bai Jin secretly thought it was interesting, the Divine Sword has its spirit, and each of the Nine Swords has its own temper, but in front of Lu Bei, each one is more well-behaved and submissive as if they are competing for favor.

No, being obedient is not enough to describe them. They were beaten and scolded at will, for fear that Lu Bei would ignore them.

"Junior brother, senior sister has received your wish, but this one..."

"I've made up my mind."

Lu Bei glanced at Bai Jin lightly: "What does this sect leader mean? You, a third-generation disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, dare to disobey and retort? Hurry up and accept it, otherwise the sect leader will give the order and the tribulation period lackeys will come. Let you, the head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, die without a burial place."

Bai Jin got angry when he heard this, and punched Lu Bei hard on the chest with his small fist, telling him not to talk nonsense.

"Junior brother, if you treat me like this, what should I give you?"

Bai Jin murmured to himself and raised his hand to touch Lu Bei's cheek. The latter smiled slightly and touched her chest with his fingertips: "Why bother saying this? Senior sister has already given me what I want to treasure for the rest of my life."

With a sweet heart, Bai Jin accepted Da Jingtian and leaned in Lu Bei's arms: "Junior brother, don't worry, senior sister will practice well and be worthy of this Da Jingtian, so that others will not dare to gossip about you."

"You're laughing so hard, senior sister, you have immortal sword power. None of those elders can beat you. It's obvious that they have lowered their level."

"..."

Bai Jin smiled faintly and didn't respond.

After hugging each other for a moment, Bai Jin left Lu Bei's arms, pointed to the door of the studio, and asked him to quickly go and deal with business.

Lu Bei reached out to grab it, but Bai Jin got out of the way several times. He had no choice but to straighten his clothes and strode out the door.

"By the way, junior brother, senior sister Zhan is also hiding in Qianshan, right?"

The tone was gentle, and it seemed to be mentioned casually, but the attack was sudden and caught people off guard, and it obviously had a deeper meaning.

What do you mean, even a gentleman should guard against it?

Senior Sister Zhan is not that kind of person!

Lu Bei kept walking and said calmly: "Indeed, Senior Sister Zhan is hiding in Qianshan Mountain. If Senior Sister wants to see her, I will have someone summon her."

"No need, junior brother, just help me with my voice."

Bai Jin made a faint sound, and after Lu Bei left, Wei Bucha shook his head.

She knew that the result would be like this.

"And Junior Sister She... I was the one who stole her love with a knife, and I can't help her."

Emotional matters were kept in chaos. The more Bai Jin thought about it, the more he regretted it. He should have rejected Lu Bei outright in the first place, without giving him any thought and without leaving any way out for himself.

But if it really happened, she was quite reluctant to do so. Remembering the lingering love these days, the little girl who was intoxicated in love seemed to be under a lost soul curse, and she became even more unhappy.

Since there is always someone injured, why not someone else!

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Hidden in thousands of mountains.

Yangjian Peak, Sword Gathering Hall.

The landform of Zangqian Mountain, except for two strong walls outside the mountains, the rest of the mountain tops are unremarkable, and none of them are worth mentioning.

The sudden appearance of such a peak corresponding to Tianjian Peak was caused by man-made events. It was Lu Bei who did it. At Qin Fangtian's request, he shoveled down the first piece of soil and raised the mountain using the technique of moving mountains, confirming the project. Construction officially started.

In the subsequent construction of the main hall, either Qin Fangtian moved the buildings from Bulao Mountain as they were, or the disciples rebuilt them, and the construction of the mountain gate was basically completed in less than seven days.

At this moment, in the Jian Ju Hall, a group of leaders who came to worship at the top of the mountain did not dare to take a breath. Either alone or in groups of three or two, they lined up to worship in front of Lu Bei.

More than ten meters apart, there were Zhan Lexian, Mu Lichen, Xie Qingyi and other Fusion Stage monks in the middle, preventing the overly enthusiastic leader from rushing to shake hands with Lu Bei.

It was a simple matter of paying homage to the top of the mountain and going through the motions. The main reason was that the masters had never seen much of the world and wanted to see the living Immortal Sword Master No. 2.

Lu Bei is responsible for being aloof, aloof and admired by others. He does not need to speak or make a sound. He is an upgraded version of the mascot + tool man.

Life is not easy, and the sect leader has to take over the work.

Looking at the spacious and luxurious decoration, which even had expensive floor tiles, Lu Bei sighed. Tianjian Sect was very good, but his heart was not here. The golden nest and silver nest are not as good as his own doghouse. He is homesick and wants to go back to Sanqing Peak to cut leeks.

This farce needs to end quickly!

Lu Bei took a deep breath, tilted his head and looked at the respectful heads. For the sake of money, he decided to endure it.

"That one is you, come here."

He reached out and called Zhan Hongqu, who was hiding behind the pillar, to his side regardless of the aloof persona.

Zhan Hongqu held his breath and concentrated. At first glance, his eyes looked a little resentful.

Can you not be resentful? When Lu Bei came to Yuezhou, he put all the affairs of the Tianjian Sect aside and coveted Bai Jin's women. He used cultivation as an excuse to stay in seclusion in Beijun Mountain for many days.

Thinking of this, Zhan Hongqu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, sour and astringent, with the pain of being abandoned and forgotten.

It's a serious business, not mixed with personal feelings. It's a lie. It's obviously a life-threatening business, but it's still a matter of killing or burying it.

"What's wrong with your eyes? Are you sick?"

Lu Bei subconsciously sneered, and then lowered his voice and said: "When this farce is over, let your master Qin Fangtian go to the quiet room to find our sect leader, and tell him about Elder Nine Swords' acceptance of fate. I want to discuss it with him."

Ding!

After hearing about the elder Nine Swords, Zhan Hongqu didn't care about his grudges anymore. He just wanted to ask, is his father on the list?