This is what cultivating immortals is like

Hengxue willow god, Changwen Yuan.

Hengxue is the Taoist temple, Liu Shen is the Taoist name, the Chang family is a spiritual wizard who shocked the past and the present, and is recognized as a strong man in Zhaoqin. If King Yan had not been born out of nowhere, he would have been the number one in Zhaoqin.

King Yan has also admired him for a long time and once said that Liu Shen is not under me.

This is not the point. The point is Liu Shen's appearance. He is the most beautiful man in Zhao Qin. In the entire Zhao Qin immortal world, including the neighboring countries, from eight hundred to eight years old, Liu Shen's charm kills both men and women.

Smile, not only the female monks can't close their legs, but the male monks...

I heard that there are also people who clamp their legs.

It is said that hearing is false and seeing is true. Rumors are rumors after all and should not be taken as true. Lu Bei estimated that Liu Shen was only at the level of Xu Gong in the north of the city and was absolutely inferior to him.

In the other courtyard, a man was dressed in white, his sword-shaped eyebrows were slanted, and his thin lips seemed to be smiling. It was subtle and unnoticeable, but it made people fall in love with him at first sight.

On the bridge of the handsome nose, there are stars hidden in the mist of black eyes, quiet, elegant and mysterious.

The long black ink-like hair has a faint luster, the delicate skin like porcelain jade on the neck, and the delicate and charming...

In short, he was born a boy and has a lot of female features. He is obviously a pretty boy, but he has a kind of gentleness and nobility that makes other pretty boys put themselves to shame.

It's quite embarrassing for a man to grow up like you.

Lu Bei was deeply dissatisfied. He thought of what King Yan had said and thought to himself that it was right.

In terms of appearance, Liu Shen is not inferior to this sect leader.

"Fellow Taoist Tianmingzi, you are polite."

Seeing Chang Qingyu and an old man approaching, Chang Wenyuan took a few steps forward with a smile, looked up and down a few times, ignoring the sloppy intuitive artistic conception, and felt quite approving in his heart.

It is a pity that such a person is crazy.

Liu Shen has a natural affinity, and his words and actions are like spring breeze. Even Lu Bei has to be tough, saying that he feels comfortable standing with the other person, and it is a pleasure to listen to him speak.

Nothing more.

He, Lu, has a similar temperament. Whenever he speaks, others will feel uncomfortable.

"Meet the Patriarch."

Chang Qingyu bowed and saluted, showing off the official temperament of the eldest daughter of the Chang family when she was walking outside, with an elegant and elegant posture that was pleasing to the eye.

Except that it's a little greasy and smells like 'Tianmingzi' all over my body, there's nothing wrong with it.

Lu Bei continued to be arrogant, Chang Qingyu secretly tugged on his sleeves, but it was in vain. Helpless, he respectfully explained to his ancestors.

"It doesn't matter. Masters outside the world have their own rules for how to act. My Taoist friend has a lofty artistic conception. It's better to look at flowers in the mist than Chang. Qingyu, you have deep blessings and have a good master." Chang Wenyuan didn't care much and asked. Lu Bei sat under a tree.

On this occasion, Chang Qingyu could only stand, while the eldest lady was reduced to a maid serving tea and water. She also acted as a translator and a bridge for normal communication between 'Tian Mingzi' and Liu Shen.

But don't mention it, Chang Qingyu is very important today. Without her, Hengxue Liushen can only do stand-up comedy.

It's different when she's here, there's one more person to praise.

"Fellow Daoist Tianmingzi, the Chang family wants to fund the reconstruction of the Wuliang Sword Sect, and the royal family has also contributed a lot to bring the Wuliang Snow Mountain, which originally belonged to the Wuliang Sword Sect, back under the rule of the Wuliang Sword Sect. What do you think of your friendship?"

"..."

Lu Bei didn't say anything, and took Tian Mingzi's vest, and also picked up the opportunity of 'harmony between man and nature' in the opponent's hands. He didn't mind fulfilling Tian Mingzi's last wish and helping him revive the reputation of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

But a person knows himself well, and he knows the situation of Tianjian Sect. He lacks the dog legs to make decisions and do practical things. Tianjian Sect died last year.

By asking him about the affairs of the Wuliang Sword Sect, are you underestimating the madness of ‘Tian Mingzi’, or are you underestimating the administrative ability of Mr. Lu?

If this was not taken into consideration, Lu Bei could only say that the rebuilt Wuliang Sword Sect would be nothing more than a one-word hall for the royal family of the Chang and Jiang families, and it would be fine not to build it.

Chang Wenyuan also expected this, and pointed to Chang Qingyu and said: "Qingyu is your disciple, inheriting the inheritance of Wuliang Sword Sect. The teacher is the father. Life and death are all decided by fellow Taoists. The Chang family will not complain at all."

"Ancestor..."

Chang Qingyu's face turned pale, feeling disappointed that he had been kicked out of his home.

When she took advantage of the master, her plan was not like this. With the roasted goose in hand, she would shoot wherever the master told her, and the father of the family would also act based on her expression.

So good, why did she suddenly become an orphan? She still wants to die for her parents in a hundred years!

The ultimate goal of the Chang family's decision was similar to what Lu Bei had imagined. The royal family would provide the land, the Chang family would provide help, the Mahayana period of 'Tian Mingzi' would be responsible for the concave shape, and Chang Qingyu, the founder of the mountain gate, would have the final say on the matter of the mountain gate.

A very cost-effective investment, just like picking it up for free.

Lu Bei liked the deed of selling Chang Qingyu's body, thinking about selling it for a good price in the future, and gave the Chang family a hard price, then silently nodded and agreed to the Chang family's arrangement.

It's the same as giving it to you for free. Don't give up the bargain delivered to your door.

The only thing left for the two parties to complete the verbal agreement was black and white paper. Chang Wenyuan knew very well that with the IQ of 'Tian Mingzi', he would basically be inseparable from the roasted goose in this life. No, he could not be separated from Chang Qingyu who held the roasted goose, so he did not take it. Produce inscriptions and stamps.

After discussing the funeral, it’s now’s turn.

Again, speaking to 'Tian Mingzi' requires no art of speech. It's too complicated to understand at all, and Chang Qingyu is tired of translating.

Chang Wenyuan expressed his feelings directly, pointed out that the sword had opened up an illusory world, and invited Lu Bei to join in a sword fight.

In addition to the artistic conception of the unity of heaven and man, he also had the idea of ​​revealing the true identity of 'Tian Mingzi'.

The five elders could have found a traitor, and the cheap master Chang Qingyu picked up might also be an undercover agent of King Yan. The situation in Zhaoqin had reached the current point, and a slight negligence would be doomed. He did not want to ignore any variables.

As for how to prove it, Chang Wenyuan had his own method. In the early years, when he became famous at a young age and was high-spirited, the Wuliang Sword Sect fell from the altar and moved forward bravely, and a small collision broke out between the two sides.

…

Ink fantasy world.

The ink-colored clouds drifted away, and a line of cranes walked away. In the bamboo forest in the mountains, two figures silently confronted each other.

Chang Qingyu pouted as he ate the goose, feeling sad that he had lost his right to inherit the clan. The goose legs tasted like chewed wax, and he said wiltedly: "Master, it's him who said bad things about our Wuliang Sword Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Bei's overall aura changed drastically.

My heart unites with heaven and earth, and in my artistic conception, a sharp sword light suddenly appears.

He pointed his sword and walked slowly towards Chang Wenyuan.

The state of the unity of heaven and man aims at the unity of all things. The sky has the wrath of thunder, but also the gentle wind and drizzle, and all kinds of uses are stored in the heart.

At this moment, Lu Bei had nothing else to think about. He only wanted to open up the main artery of Liu Shen and use a powerful skill for free. As he thought, the aura of heaven and earth was gloomy, and the invisible sword energy filled the surroundings, turning into invisible sword energy. .

Every time Chang Wenyuan took a breath, he felt the pain of the sword light slicing his internal organs. While praising the unfathomable unity of heaven and man, he pointed at the sword and brewed a touch of sword intent.

Infinite sword intent.

The Wuliang Sword Sect was obtained from a poor family. The specific time and place of picking it up can be explained by the words "destined person".

With the sword in hand, Chang Wenyuan also walked slowly towards Lu Bei.

His aura was ethereal, like a swaying willow shadow, dancing with the wind unintentionally. No matter Lu Bei continued to exert pressure, the willow shadow was still the original willow shadow.

The two stepped closer and raised their swords together.

Buzz————

The sound of the sword was clear, causing ripples in the air.

Chang Wenyuan held the Infinite Sword Intent and touched Lu Bei's fingertips, and his expression suddenly became strange.

He did not feel the immeasurable sword intent from 'Tian Mingzi'. Instead, there was another even greater sword intent. This sword intent was something Chang Wenyuan had never heard of or seen before. Its condensation and complexity far exceeded his imagination.

Savor it carefully, and you will find the charm of boundless sword spirit.

Weird!

What kind of sword intent is this?

Suddenly, he noticed that Tian Mingzi's expression changed, and a strong sword intent suddenly burst out. He calmly resisted with boundless sword intent, and then...

Uh-huh!

A line of blood spilled out.

Chang Wenyuan took two steps back and looked at the sword mark on his palm in astonishment. He didn't know why and was a little at a loss.

Lu Bei's expression remained unchanged, and he felt calm deep in his heart. He did not expect that the Immortal Sword Intent could suppress the Infinite Sword Sect's version of Infinite Sword Intent.

Abandoning the Jianyi Jing who was prostituted for free, not only did he not quietly make a fortune, but also rode on others' heads to dominate others. As a mere passerby, he just wanted to say a job well done.

As expected of the first-generation sect leader, a sword cultivator who created such an evil sect with the Immortal Sword Intention has a dark heart.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains on his fingertips. The blood nest skill failed to trigger, and he was unwilling to take action again.

"You are so good at swordsmanship. Who are you, and why do you use the swordsmanship of my Wuliang Sword Sect?" He scolded, his beard flamboyant, and his dignity was awe-inspiring.

Chang Wenyuan explained that he had an old relationship with the Wuliang Sword Sect and that they were all friends. Out of curiosity, he clashed with Wuliang Swordsmanship again.

Before the suppression became more prosperous.

The Immortal Sword Intent rushes down, and the Infinite Sword Intent collapses at the first touch. I can beat my son as much as I want.

Then, Chang Qingyu saw an incredible scene. The ancestor of Liu Shen, who had never suffered a defeat since she could remember, jumped up and down and was chased away by Lu Bei.

The picture was so beautiful that she silently put away the roasted goose, rubbed her eyes, took two deep breaths, and then slowly opened them.

The chase became even more fierce.

Why is this happening? Are my ancestors so weak?

Liu Shenchang Wenyuan also wanted to know the answer to the same question. He has learned a lot in his life and has covered a wide range of subjects. Although he is not a swordsman, he still has the vision of a sword master. He has never thought about this sword until now. There is still so much room for growth.

After receiving a few more blows, he put aside his long and short thoughts. He couldn't compare, but he couldn't compare. He admitted that he thought too much. Tian Mingzi was not an undercover sent by King Yan. He did inherit the Wuliang Sword Sect and was a thorough Zhao Qin monk. .

"My fellow Taoist swordsmanship is profound, but I am not as good as me. I wish I could lose."

Uh-huh!

The sword intent came towards his face, Chang Wenyuan picked up a green branch and broke it with a sound, his face full of disbelief.

The immeasurable sword power he had honed for many years... was so unbearable?

"Master, stop chasing me. My disciple remembered it wrong. This person didn't say bad things." Chang Qingyu spoke at the right time to stop the two people jumping up and down in the field.

As a result, he attracted the master's heavy love.

Bang!

My head is buzzing.

"What's going on? Why do you always keep track of your errands lately?"

"It was beaten badly by the master."