This is what cultivating immortals is like

"Sister Bu, you haven't been very honest these past few days!"

In the grove on the back street of Yutai Courtyard, Lu Bei squatted in the grass with his arms around his back, and beside him was the slightly cramped pacemaker.

It is true that he is not very honest. When he was in Wuzhou Grove, even if the pace master was mentally repulsed, his body was still submissive and obedient. Unlike now, he felt like sitting on pins and needles after being hugged for a while.

That is Lu Bei. If it were anyone else, she would definitely think that she was expecting a paid plot.

"Speak, have you seen other handsome guys and fallen in love with each other, and don't want to continue with this sect leader?"

"Sect Master Lu is joking..."

The pace master smiled coquettishly and explained the situation in the Holy Land. As an inner disciple, she should keep a certain distance from Lu Bei. If gossip was spread, it would definitely affect the promotion assessment.

The Holy Land is very complex, with few pitfalls and many carrots. She is a civil servant, and she must keep her private life in check and not leave a dark history in the files.

"Okay, who told me to be kind-hearted? I'll trust you again."

Lu Bei took back his hand, and on the spot learned some knowledge about the world of immortality, and asked some questions about the situation of the human race's holy land.

The pace master answered them one by one. As long as the questions did not involve the secrets of the Holy Land, he chose to tell the truth.

After saying that, she rubbed her hands and wanted to make a copy of Yu Zixun's photo album that was stored at Lu Bei's place.

got rejected.

It is a private collection and Lu Bei has no intention of sharing it with others.

The pace master nodded, as expected. Although Lu Bei's reputation within the Huangji Sect was extremely poor, and when the two first came into contact, Lu Bei also left a lingering shadow on her, but then As she had more contact with him, she felt that Lu Bei was still very reliable.

"Sect Master Lu, Elder Qin asked me to bring you a message."

Such a familiar line, I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Lu Bei complained in his heart: "What did Elder Qin say? As long as I am obedient, there will be great benefits?"

The pacemaker looked confused and didn't understand what Lu Bei was talking about. He said truthfully: "At the end of the day tomorrow, Elder Qin will take you to Tianji City to receive the first place reward in this conference in advance."

"Wei Shi..."

Lu Bei frowned slightly. One to three o'clock in the afternoon was the last hour, and his appointment time for tomorrow's arena match was from noon to five o'clock in the afternoon, that is, from 11 noon to 5 p.m.

It just happened to coincide, which was a bit of a coincidence.

Lu Bei didn't believe that Qin Ziyou had set a random time and had no other intentions.

"What do you mean, Elder Qin, give me a chance to clear my name, but don't let me bully others? You can't tell, the bad old man is quite considerate, don't you think so?"

"..."

The pacer remained silent when it came to her superiors. Lu Bei could gossip behind his back, but she didn't have the guts.

"Also, what else did Elder Qin say later?"

Lu Bei knew in his heart that Qin Ziyou's consideration was not for him, but for the geniuses from various countries participating in the competition.

Giving him a chance to prove his strength is nothing more than telling the young heroes from all over the world not to be dissatisfied. The Holy Land’s decision to be the top spot is not without purpose. It’s because he, Lu, has real talent and knowledge. He actually participated in the competition, and even the geniuses couldn’t beat him.

The idea is very good, and everyone's face, including the face of the Holy Land of the Human Race, is taken into consideration.

But Mr. Lu was not friendly to him. He also wanted to play from noon to Shen Shi, and almost failed several times during this period, so as to use this as a bait to continue playing music the next day.

Well now, the experience can only be gained for an hour.

Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin. One hour is two hours. It is not long, but it is not short either. If used properly, it is possible to make hundreds of millions. It is similar to the experience he gained from participating in the normal competition according to the process.

If he is more decisive and continues to set the lower limit on the shameless road, he may be able to achieve ten small goals.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile like a successful person.

"Sect Master Lu!"

"Why, did you really get a kickback?"

"No, it's just... Sect Master Lu, please restrain yourself. Although the Holy Land does not exclude demon cultivators, it does not welcome them very much."

The pacer said in a low voice that a treacherous smile was not what a righteous person would have. As the number one person in this conference, everyone hoped that Lu Bei would be an upright and decent person.

It's a bit difficult. I hope Lu Bei will perform well and never reveal his true nature.

"I understand, you have nothing to do here. Go back and wash up and sleep. Regarding the kickback, tomorrow my sect leader will ask Elder Qin. If it is true, let's see how I deal with you when I return to Wuzhou." Lu Bei patted his butt. , got up and walked towards Yutai Courtyard.

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The next day, the arena area.

With the help of kind-hearted people, Wu Zhou Lu Bei's acceptance of the challenge was widely publicized, and many contestants came to watch.

Wuzhou Lubei decided to be the first place in this conference, and he directly won the championship without participating in the competition. It was too outrageous and made the geniuses very dissatisfied. If possible, the onlookers are not willing to just be the masses, and many people want to try to be the oriole.

Mantis can do it too, stepping on the unofficial number one spot, even if it doesn't win the second place in the end, it is enough to establish a reputation and establish a position.

"Have you heard that the first place winner is actually average in ability, at most top ten, but because he reached an ulterior deal with the Holy Land, he was exempted from participating in the competition and won the championship directly."

"No way. I heard that Lu Bei is not even in the top ten. He only received special care after going through the back door. He is a distant relative of a certain elder."

"Bah, I don't have any shame."

"That's why so many people came here today. Did you see over there, a dozen Holy Land examiners, maintaining order on the surface, but actually coming to the rescue at critical moments, for fear that Lu Bei would lose the face of the Holy Land."

"..."xN

The arena area was crowded with three to four hundred people, including participating students and instructors, as well as monks from the Holy Land.

The Wuzhou team led by Zhu Xiushi was criticized, and the Zhu family disciples were all under great pressure...

That is impossible.

Everyone's face is filled with disdain, their eyebrows are cold and their nostrils are extremely arrogant. Others don't know how powerful Lu Bei is. How could they not know that they have no other reason to come today, just to watch the show.

Zhu Xiushi looked around, looking for the Holy Land odds. After a while, he found two smiling Holy Land monks in the corner.

Her eyes shone as she approached, asked a few words, and quickly took out five Qiankun Rings.

There were various numbers of spiritual crystals, several unused magic weapons, and a dazzling array of various cultivation resources. In addition to her own savings, she also emptied the inventory of the Wuzhou Duty Free Shop. Seeing the holy land monks who were taking stock of the supplies, the corners of their mouths twitched crazily. It was obvious that she What a crazy thing to bet on.

Stud is a kind of wisdom, rooftop is a kind of height.

Zhu Xiushi firmly believes that there is no height today, only wisdom, and wealth can rival the country in one fell swoop.

It was impossible to be as rich as a country. The two monks lowered Lu Bei's odds on the grounds that their funds exceeded the standard. Although Zhu Xiushi was dissatisfied, he could only admit it. After all, it was the Holy Land's handicap. People had big businesses and it was not easy to make money to support their families.

"What if I lose?"

Back in the team, Zhu Qilan looked at his ancestor at home speechlessly and reminded: "His name is Lu Bei after all. He will do anything to make you lose money."

One word awakens the dreamer.

Zhu Xiushi's eyes turned red on the spot, and he pressed Zhu Qilan's shoulders with both hands: "Tell him, if he dares to lose, I will risk my life with him. You two will never have a good life in the future."

Zhu Qilan: "..."

The ancestor did not explain clearly what the bad days were, but she could probably guess a thing or two, and directly sent a message to Lu Bei, telling him not to mess around. If the seniority was really messed up, this day would really be impossible.

Lu Bei stood in the middle of the ring, his arrogant nostrils sweeping across all living beings, stoking the flames and causing a lot of curses.

Because time was tight, he had to make a quick decision, try to gain more experience, arrive on time, and not have the protagonist show up at the last moment.

Hearing his cousin's complaint, he smiled contemptuously and sent a message directly to Zhu Xiushi, "Stop dreaming, it's time to wake up, let's live together from now on."

Not to mention that Zhu Xiushi was furious on the sidelines and was suppressed by Zhu Qilan's sealing technique. As soon as noon came, the six contestants who signed the challenge walked out of the crowd, walking confidently and high-spirited, enjoying the cheers and applause that only the protagonists could have.

In fact, the onlookers didn't like any of the players, they just simply didn't like Lu Bei.

At this time, an examiner from the Holy Land walked out, clenched his fist and coughed lightly. The sound of thunder boomed in the sky, temporarily stopping the curses and shouts.

The examiner glanced at Lu Bei, took out a duel table, and loudly explained the rules of friendship first, competition second, asking both sides to restrain themselves and not to risk any lives.

The rule is that the winner enjoys all honors, but in order to avoid aggravation of grudges and conflicts, all players participating in the ring competition are prohibited from using magic weapons, and violators will be judged to have lost on the spot.

After hearing this, several players smiled even more proudly, feeling that they were sure of themselves.

Lu Bei felt that he was more stable. When the examiner asked if he still had any doubts, he waved his hand and looked at the six contestants: "Lu doesn't have much time. He has to receive the award later and doesn't have much free time to accompany him." You play house, let’s go together.”

"Crazy guy, how dare you underestimate us!"

"If we go together, you won't even have the chance to save face..."

"I don't have to worry about it. I'm kind enough to accept it."

Lu Bei curled his lips and raised his temper wildly: "To put it bluntly, you are nothing more than a chess piece asking for directions. Lu's opponent today is not you. We must fight quickly and don't let the real master behind you wait."

The six people blushed and felt thick-necked when they heard this, their self-esteem was trampled on, and they looked at the examiner beside the ring with deep humiliation.

The examiner originally wanted to stop it. The group competition was a one-on-one battle, not a group fight. This was against the rules. But as he spoke, he received a message from the elder, who nodded and agreed that the six of them would come on stage together.

Just as Lu Bei guessed, the Holy Land also wanted to lose face and convince the students from all over the world before issuing the championship award in advance.

Six people stepped onto the ring. From left to right, an eighty-year-old boy with good facial features stood out first: "My name is Cen Shang, a monk from Jingyue Kingdom. I am from..."

"That's enough, Mr. Lu doesn't care who you are or what country you are a monk from. I only care about the name of the strong man. It won't be too late before I win."

Lu Bei raised his hand to interrupt, continued to taunt, and in a few words he raised his temper: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you six. It will be the same for other people who will come on stage later. They will always give their names, as if the top one cares about the loser. It’s the same as whatever it’s called.”

Kill him! xN

At this moment, everyone in the arena was united. The boys and girls abandoned their competitive relationship and united as never before.