This is what cultivating immortals is like

Peng Xinzhi left.

Although Shaoshi Mountain is big, there is no place for him. If he doesn't want to stay and bring shame on himself, leaving silently is the best choice.

In strength, inheritance, reputation, etc., Lu Bei was above him. This departure was a farewell, and there was no possibility of setting foot on Shaoshi Mountain in the future.

King Xiaoyan is useless.

King Zhenyan was 'persuaded' to ascend.

After six hundred years of being the king of Zhenbei, Peng Xinzhi discovered today that he had failed to live up to this title and planned to return to the palace to write to the capital to change his name to a more auspicious one.

By the way, prepare a hundred-day red envelope.

Five hundred years of perseverance cannot be forgotten, at least we must participate.

King Zhenbei took his younger brother and left. Because it was not important, the three people present did not take it to heart, except Lu Bei who was a little regretful.

Two spectators left the venue early and their pretense was greatly compromised.

At this time, he did not know that the audience leaving the venue was King Zhenbei. Rounding off, he lost billions.

The atmosphere is turbulent.

The sword intent was condensed on everyone, and they were full of fighting spirit. With him as the center, the strong will as thick as the sky rolled out.

No matter how unbearable the space becomes, it collapses into a dark void.

The moment the void shattered, the bright sword light rose into the sky. Everyone stepped into the darkness, and the majestic sword intent was released.

Feeling the vast sword intent, Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sword intent burst out and headed forward.

"cut!"

The swords and swords collided with each other, and bright lights appeared everywhere.

Lu Bei leaned forward, and while moving at high speed, his body suddenly lengthened, his five fingers suddenly closed together, and his fist marks burst into the void as ghosts cried and wolves howled.

The fist seals were pressed across the body, and the clothes all over his body creaked. Looking directly at the scorching white sword light, he felt boundless pressure rushing towards his face.

There is the boundless edge of the immortal sword, and there is an indescribable...

Fierce?

Is this what the Immortal Sword Intent looks like?

Qi Shang was astonished, facing the Immortal Sword Intent for the first time, and recalling the experience gained after his mentor's defeat, his palms suddenly raised.

The subtle sound of a long sword being unsheathed was heard, and the hazy sword light shone brightly.

The light of the knife is like a burst of mercury, cutting through the darkness and leaving a long-lasting white trace;

And like the moon in the water, turning the dark void into a rippled lake, the tyrannical will already has some shadow of the unity of heaven and man.

"Good knife."

Lu Bei's eyes lit up, and a fighting spirit boiled in his chest.

He didn't feel anything about Qi Xuandu, but he was very interested in Qi Xuandu's master and the Sutra of Abandonment. The master and the disciple were both masters of swordsmanship, and they also lost to the two masters of Tianjian Sect. Isn't this a big deal? Nice talk.

He turned his fist forward, shattering the light of the water and moon sword in front of him, shattering the sword lotus with his step, splitting the surrounding void and leaving crisscrossing ravines.

"What a sword!"

The Qi Shang all became more eager to fight. They turned their swords over and split open the vast sea of ​​sword light in the sky, sending a torrent and tsunami flooding the location of Lu Bei.

In an instant, a fist seal came straight towards him, cutting through thorns and waves with an unstoppable edge.

The whole group was unhurried, keeping in mind the lessons learned from their mentor, and faced him with his sword and palms turned forward, amidst the violent storm of sword power, waiting for an opportunity to turn from defense to offense.

Master has said that when faced with the Immortal Sword Intent, it is never a good idea to confront someone head-on.

No matter how mysterious your sword technique is, how profound your sword intention is, or how powerful your Taoist rhyme is, the Immortal Sword Intent always has a trick to defeat you at the first glance.

The only possibility of defeating the Immortal Sword Intent is that the sword wielder cannot attack for a long time and changes his moves to reveal flaws.

That moment is extremely short, but as long as the sword wielder seizes the opportunity, he can turn the tide and win with one blow.

Everyone took the warning seriously, replaced the attack with defense, and resorted to...

Drag knife technique.

In just a short moment, the swords collided hundreds of times. Lu Bei couldn't help but frown, and the burning fighting spirit gradually turned cold.

Not interesting.

This heavenly sword is nothing more than that, its reputation is greater than its strength, and it has no aggressive edge at all.

Zheng————

As soon as he stepped forward, the scorching white halo surrounding his body turned into flames, burning mana, he stepped forward and punched out with a cross-arm punch.

The opportunity has come!

Qi Shang's eyes were gleaming with light, and his swords were raised.

The bright moon hangs high, and the ambition is high in the sky.

The bright sword light spread across thousands of feet, and then...

(ε( # ￣)

What's going on? Is this the Immortal Sword Intent?

Why is it different from what Master said?

Before the sword light fell, Qi Shangdu was half a beat too slow and lost facial awareness and flew out.

He kept his teacher's teachings in mind and grasped it, but not grasped it.

Lu Bei drank two sips of fresh milk, and his speed was even more exaggerated. When his fighting spirit cooled down, he drew his sword just for experience. He flicked his arm and accelerated to add a punch.

In just one moment, another hundred moves were made.

Amidst the sound of clanking swords, the black void left the crisscross, and the white light visible to the naked eye split into gaps.

In this intertwined void like a chessboard, the Heavenly Sword is full of flaws and is threatening to be shattered.

Like his master, he practiced the art of abandoning the sword, took the path of integrating man and sword, and never looked back on the road of extreme flow.

The result was that an ordinary Mahayana monk would cut him in half with a single sword. If he didn't break, he would cut him again.

What's worse is that the Heavenly Sword has lost its exquisite style and is no longer as smooth as a cloud. Facing an even more extreme powerhouse, there is almost no room to fight back.

boom! boom! boom----

Lu Bei raised his long hair and staggered facing the front. Qi Shandu, who dared to turn his back to him, whipped his body and legs out, adding a broken buttocks to the flaws all over his body.

[You defeated Qi Xanadu and gained 1 billion experience]

It's not doubled, it turns out that you guy's level is not high!

Lu Bei did not choose to kill him, but it was a pity that he only had one billion experience points. Yan Xiaoshuang was mainly responsible for this.

If she hadn't taken a sip of milk on her own initiative, her defeat rating would have been higher.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei looked at the red monk: "Master, I've been waiting for a long time. The Heavenly Sword has been defeated. It's your turn to pass away."

"Amitabha."

The red monk clasped his hands together and witnessed Qi Shangdu's disastrous defeat. He knew that it was impossible to resist his speed and magical powers, so he chanted scriptures and began to stack his armor.

The sound of Zen was faint, and a strong wind gradually rose in the void.

But what the golden light blew was not compassion, but a sea of ​​thick, foul-smelling blood. Amidst the billowing redness, a golden Buddha slowly rose.

In the filthy sea of ​​blood, the golden body is incorruptible.

Lu Bei nodded secretly. This method may seem evil, but it is similar to his "The Great Eclipse Demon Buddha Speaks of the Infinite Heart Sutra". He carries the misery with himself and follows the path of "If I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell will go to hell."

Thinking of this, he felt doubtful.

Logically speaking, a monk with great compassion like the red monk has long abandoned fame, wealth and vanity and should not appear here.

Everyone can use the grievances of the previous generation to explain it. The red monk is obviously a bit redundant. Is it really that he has a dull head and cannot understand his thoughts? He just wants a fat beating to relax his muscles?

At this moment, the strange and pale face of the paper man flashed through his mind.

Lu Bei still retained his original opinion. This mysterious man was very problematic.

Above the sea of ​​​​blood, the glazed golden light is immeasurable.

As the monk in red recited the scriptures, countless tadpole characters appeared on the golden body of the Buddha, and the secrets of Buddhism were revealed. The densely packed scriptures carried infinite golden light.

Like a great sun, it disperses the sea of ​​blood and achieves positive results.

The giant Buddha nodded and smiled lightly, then clapped his hand in the distance.

"Om!"

…

[You defeated you defeated the red monk and gained 1.2 billion experience points. It was determined that the level difference between the opponent and the opponent was greater than level 20, and the reward was 1.2 billion experience points]

"The old boy is quite good. I really can't fuck him without taking off my clothes."

The void shattered, and Lu Bei walked out with his upper body naked and his two captives in his arms.

Lu Bei's intuition told him that the two Mahayana monks who were at the pinnacle of Wenliang were on par in strength, and it was difficult to compete with them. In terms of artistic conception, the red monk wins, and in actual combat, Qi Shang, who is the best in the art of swordsmanship, has a greater chance of winning.

But after fighting with the two, he found that his intuition was not reliable at all. The sky knife was too watery and had only a sharp blade. It was not comfortable at all to fight with the hands tied.

It's a waste of feelings, but he still had a lot of expectations before.

After thinking about it, Lu Bei realized that abandoning the Sutra is harmful to people. It is like a walking cancer, causing harm wherever it goes.

The great swordsman of Wuliang Sword Sect was beaten to the point where his sword heart collapsed, and he abandoned his sword and turned to metaphysics;

Qi Shangdu's master used his prostitution skills for free, thinking he had tasted the sweetness, and was tricked into death by the abandoned swordsmanship. Qi Shangdu continued to be tortured, overturned the bright light, and refused to repent on the road with no bright future.

"It's too deceptive. How can I be like this sect leader, who is kind-hearted and can be bad at all things?"

Lu Bei didn't bother to say anything. He also dug a hole for people to jump in. He hid the Abandonment Sutra and stood by to watch the unlucky man's jokes after digging the hole.

He is different. He digs in front of others, forces others to jump in, and laughs in front of others.

The gap between people is greater than that between humans and dogs, which makes Lu Bei sigh. With the cheater Qi Li Jing in front of him, he will be embarrassed to call himself the master of Tianjian Sect when he goes out in the future.

…

In the main hall of Fu Yao Palace, Lu Bei left two prisoners behind and asked the female nuns to take them there to entertain them.

Use the most expensive quiet room and the most expensive spiritual energy. Don't seek the best in everything, just the most expensive. After the two Mahayana recover from their injuries, let them settle the bill by the way.

The shadow of the famous human tree, King Yan, Heavenly Sword, and Red Monk, three strong men fought for fame, and their screams proved Lu Bei's strength.

Ignoring the female disciples who were bowing their heads to each other, the four elders were in the main hall, looking at Lu Bei differently.

At first, they were a little surprised, wondering if the palace master gave it too quickly and brought back a pretty boy right after leaving the house.

Now I know why Yan Xiaoshuang can be the palace master and they can only be the elders.

The eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.

Lu Bei was still a child, so he couldn't stand such a naked look. He was really embarrassed to be looked at, so he smiled shyly and returned the look with a straight eye.

Being thick-skinned is also a magical power. No, he just glared at the four elders and left.

Yan Xiaoshuang: "..."

"Hey, Palace Master, you are here too, when will you come?"

Lu Bei was surprised and said: "Why, the news spread so quickly. Do you also know that this sect leader just defeated the Heavenly Sword and the Red Monk?"

"When will Sect Master Lu leave?"

"What?"

"I would like to ask when Sect Leader Lu will return to Wu Zhou!"

Yan Xiaoshuang repeated it with a dark face. The palace master had a precise vision and knew that Lu Bei was a cancer that would cause harm wherever he went.

Fu Yao's palace was too small to accommodate this big devil, so he just wanted to send him away quickly.

"There's no rush, we'll discuss it later."

Lu Bei frowned slightly, something strange happened today, and he still had a few questions that he didn't think about.

To prevent future troubles, he did not want to bring the problem back to Wu Zhou.

Yan Xiaoshuang's eyelids twitched and she understood the meaning of the words. She remained silent for a while and asked Lu Bei to follow her to the boudoir.