This is what cultivating immortals is like

Three days passed by.

The painting boat chased the waves along the river and arrived at its destination. As promised, Zhao Wuxie found four sword cultivators in the integration stage who were proficient in sword intention, including two sword cultivators from the Baijian Sect.

The two of them were very interested in the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect who defeated the fierce swordsman Dugu, and happily came to learn the Immortal Sword Intent. If possible, they could win a small victory and rectify the name of their sect.

Baijianmen is Baijianmen, not Xuanlong Tianjian Sect. Other swordsmen sects think that 'XXOO Tianjian Sect' is a good reputation, but Baijianmen swordsmen don't agree with it. They only do themselves and don't do anything second. .

Coincidentally, Lu Bei was also very interested in Baijianmen. This swordsmanship sect is known as "Thousands of Swordsmanship, Hundreds of Sword Intentions". With the Blood Nest skill at his side, he felt like he had entered an experience room.

This is not the case.

The swordsmanship competition reached the point where it was limited to a sparring session, not a life and death battle. The two sides fought in harmony.

In addition, due to the national conditions of Xuanlong, the four sword cultivators did not want to be injured during the sparring. When they saw that they were no match for Lu Bei, they decisively gave up and gave up. As a result, he could not find the chance to bleed, and it was impossible to talk about free prostitution skills.

Very bad.

The four sword cultivators were also very upset. Where was the immortal sword intention and what was going on with the rustling golden light? They would not have come if they had said that the leader of the Tianjian Sect was a fast sword.

There was no Immortal Sword Intent, but there was Nine Sword Intent. Mu Lichen and the other three stood on top of each other, each holding a Nine Sword Intent and four sword cultivators sparring with each other. Both sides benefited a lot.

Sword sparring relies on understanding, not fighting each other with swords to see who has more blood. Lu Bei had nothing but qualifications, so he could only stand aside and stare.

There is no point in being anxious. Xuanlong's national conditions make the local monks extremely stable. They will never harm their harmony if they can. Even if they compete for two monks, they will go to the front line to earn military merit and see who can kill more monsters.

Three days and three days later, Zhao Wuxie introduced several more sword cultivators to Lu Bei, all of whom were mediocre swordsmen above the Void Refining Realm. Lu Bei was beaten to the point where his spirits were waning. Every time, they just flashed and jumped to make trouble.

And because it was a competition, I couldn't even gain experience in defeating them.

Mu Lichen and the others have gained a lot. They have good swordsmanship and rely on their understanding. They have gained something in every battle. They feel that the sect leader has a long-term vision and this trip is worthwhile.

Lu Bei was dejected, and Zhao Wuxie was unhappy. They agreed that they would lose every battle, but in the end they didn't lose even once, causing him to save a bunch of white-haired girls and lose them all.

The person who was most unhappy was definitely Zhao Wuyou. Ever since She died that night, she had been thinking about going to the front line and would never see Lu Bei again.

It's a pity that Zhao Wuyou didn't say anything. Sect Leader Lu asked her to attend the bell every day. After dancing, he even asked her to drink. He didn't say a word or touch his hands. He just smiled and made her want to find a place to burrow into. Go in.

There is definitely something wrong with this person!

…

"There's something wrong with you."

Lu Bei sneaked into Zhan Hongqu's room while his old father was out fishing. The latter learned that Lu Bei was looking for fun and did not really like to watch beauties dancing. When the clouds turned, he was overjoyed and began to punch his chest with his small fist.

Zhan Hongqu leaned on Lu Bei's shoulder and complained happily: "Sister Zhao is such a beautiful woman. Her family background is so miserable. You actually take advantage of her for fun. Do you still have a conscience?"

Of course, it depends on the situation whether to use it or not.

Lu Bei gave the correct answer in his mind, turned the steering wheel, and drove directly onto the highway: "Senior Sister Zhan, you know that my conscience is not with me, and you put it away, otherwise how could you have two..."

Halfway through his words, a blushing Zhan Hongqu covered his mouth and was warned not to talk nonsense.

"Okay, listen to you, let's get serious."

Lu Bei raised his delicate little chin and looked at Zhan Hongqu lovingly. He waited until the latter blushed and his heart beat, then slowly spoke: "Don't call her sister, I can call her Sister Zhao, but you can't say that, Senior Sister Zhan, maybe she can." Not as old as you!"

Cut red yeast rice: ()

She was as cold as ice for a second, and punched Lu Bei's chest hard with her small fist. The love of the senior monk was heavy, and each punch and kick had great power, which ordinary people could not bear.

Lu Bei possesses excellent martial arts and has just mastered the art of grappling. He can bear this injustice and snap the red song.

At this time, the steely straight man repaid the other person in the same way, imitating the other person's example, punching his chest with a small fist, not being able to bear any grievance.

The top scumbag came to collect debts at this time and was determined to get his conscience back. He was afraid of getting the wrong one, so he considered and compared it for a long time.

In broad daylight, Zhan Hongqu didn't expect Lu Bei to be so bold. He didn't care about being intimate with him, so he hurriedly took out his hand and set up a sword talisman barrier with a snap.

The barrier was indispensable. If the old father found out and became angry, the sect leader would kneel in front of the elder and beg him not to die.

The 150+ kendo girl was rough at work and suffered from inexperience. She was far less mature and stable than Mu Lichen, so this barrier only isolated perception and had no shock-absorbing effect.

Fortunately, it didn't work. Lu Bei didn't intend to take any serious action. He tried twice and several more times, but couldn't get back his lost conscience, so he gave up in frustration.

He raised Zhan Hongqu's chin, tapped it on his red lips, and said with a wicked smile: "Senior sister has been cold-faced and silent these days. Is it because junior brother is hooking up with other women, so she is sulking?"

"You did it on purpose, it's so bad."

"Does Senior Sister like that I'm so bad?"

"..."

"Talk, do you like it?"

"Um."

…

"What? Brother Zhao has a temporary mission and has returned to the front line."

Lu Bei looked at Zhao Wuyou in surprise and said subconsciously: "What kind of task is it? Is it big or not? Do you need help from my sect leader? As the saying goes, when Lu sees injustice, he draws his sword to help. If you have something to say, I will never refuse if my sect leader can help." "

Zhao Wuyou didn't have the face to face Lu Bei directly, so he turned sideways and replied after hearing the words: "Brother Shi didn't mention it. Seeing him leaving in a hurry, I guess it must be related to the demon clan..."

The front line in the northern border of Xuanlong is long, with small battles lasting three days and one big battle every five days. From the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, there has not been a single month of peace.

Zhao Wuyou was accustomed to this and politely rejected Lu Bei's kindness. Even though the war was intense for a large country in the northern border of Xuanlong, it did not force its guests to go to the battlefield.

You Xuanlong are too shameless!

Lu Bei secretly thought that it was a pity that the Tianjian Sect, who was in charge of him, didn't care whether he had guests or not. If a powerful enemy dared to come to the door, he would dare to call his friends and gangsters to come with him.

Unity is strength. How can we, the just and generous people, forget the fundamentals of our lives?

Lu Bei tried to persuade him a few more times, but Zhao Wuyou still refused. He only said that these days, she would be the guide, responsible for accompanying Lu Bei to eat, drink and dance, and to accompany Lu Bei on sightseeing tours and appreciate the local customs of Xuanlong.

Considering that Zhao Wuyou shoulders a heavy responsibility, this sentence must have profound meaning, but Lu Bei had no interest in this aspect. He only knew that Zhao Wuxie would not be able to leave the front line in a short time.

It's a good thing that Da Baimao is both thoughtful and shameless. He is a powerful enemy that Lu Bei can only fight with all his strength. Without him, Lu Bei can free up his hands and feet and go all out to upgrade the Immortal Sword Intent.

Snapped!

There was no one around, so Lu Bei raised his hand and blocked Xiao Baimao in the corner.

Zhao Wuyou held his breath, not daring to take a breath. He was no match for Lu Bei's cannibalistic gaze, so he blushed and lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

Weak, helpless and pitiful, he will go crazy when he drinks too much.

"Sister Zhao, our sect master has been here in Xuanlong for a long time and is tired of floating on the river all day long. So before Brother Zhao comes back, we will stop playing with water. It's boring. Let's play in the mountains."

"Xuanlong is a vast land with abundant resources and countless famous mountains and scenery. Does Sect Leader Lu have a favorite place to go?" Zhao Wuyou stammered.

"There really is one."

Lu Bei slowly lowered his head and said in Zhao Wuyou's ear: "Dengzhou Thousand Blades Mountain is a place where swordsmanship is perfected. This sect leader has also heard about it in Wu Zhou. Could you please lead the way?"

Qianrenshan...

Isn't that the top of the mountain where Baijianmen is located?

Zhao Wuyou was suspicious. She only coveted Lu Bei's body, not even Lu Bei's heart like Zhan Hongqu. Therefore, her IQ did not drop. She frowned and raised her head: "Sect Master Lu, there is no one with good swordsmanship in Baijian Sect at the moment. Sword cultivator, I went there but returned without success, how about another one?"

"No, that's it. Thousand Blades Mountain is one of the destinations of this trip. We'll go there even if we don't succeed." Lu Bei insisted.

"But……"

"There's nothing good about it."

Lu Bei lowered his head suddenly, and Zhao Wuyou subconsciously leaned back. The back of his head hit the wall with nowhere to hide. Unable to bear the cannibalistic gaze, he lowered his head again.

The familiar feeling is back!

Lu Bei was secretly proud and whispered in Zhao Wuyou's ear: "That night when you were drunk, you said everything you could and couldn't say in front of this sect leader..."

"Sect Master Lu, you can't take the nonsense you say while drunk to be true."

Zhao Wuyou hurriedly argued, Lu Bei chuckled and continued: "This sect master knows what you want, and I want to express my filial piety to you. If I can help you with this small favor, I will naturally help you. Take me to Qianrenbian Shan, how about I let you get what you want after everything is done?"

Not so!

Zhao Wuyou shook his head repeatedly, a mission was a mission, Lu Bei insisted on going to Thousand Blades Mountain, and he had ulterior motives at first glance, so she could not obey the order due to issues of principle.

"Sister Zhao, if you think about it again, you must know that even if you don't lead the way, this sect master can find Thousand Blades Mountain by himself."

Lu Bei breathed a sigh of relief and kindly thought for her: "If you stay with me, if this sect master wants to do something harmful, you can stop him in time, isn't that true?"

Zhao Wuyou: "..."

That's the truth, as if she can really stop it.

"It doesn't matter if you can't stop it. If you spread the news, others will naturally stop it. But if you don't follow, then..."

Lu Bei sighed: "There's not even anyone to deliver the news. Thousand Blades Mountain was razed to the ground overnight. It's pitiful to think about it."

"Sect Master Lu, there is no need to taint yourself. Brother Shi said that you are not a sinner. You are greedy for small profits but you will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Brother Zhao is really good at judging people, then..."

"I will lead the way for Sect Master Lu. We will arrive at Dengzhou Qianren Mountain tonight. After that, Sect Master Lu will help me... and I will not regret it." Zhao Wuyou fixedly looked at Lu Bei, his beautiful eyes filled with determination. He didn't even flinch when he faced the cannibalistic gaze.

"It's natural. This sect leader is the most trustworthy. Go to Wuzhou and ask who dares to say that my sect leader doesn't keep his word."

"You establish the written evidence."

"What?"

Lu Bei was confused and froze on the spot.

Zhao Wuyou waved his hand, took out a pen and paper, and said seriously: "It's written in black and white on the paper. There's no need to regret it. If you break your promise, I'll chase Wu Zhou to get it back."

"..."