This is what cultivating immortals is like

Xiang Muqing was stunned when he heard this, looked at the demon cultivator warily, and said calmly: "Master, the person who came here is not good, but do you want me to wait for orders?"

The demon cultivator tilted his head, and the lingering black mist suddenly became silent.

Han Miaojun chuckled, waved and rushed towards Mu Qing. She couldn't grasp the high-end game, so staying here would be in vain.

Xiang Muqing left in confusion. According to the master's instructions, the mysterious demon cultivator seemed to be an acquaintance.

Bai Lian was hanging upside down, and the waterfall stirred up hazy water mist. Han Miaojun, with beautiful eyes and a smile, stepped on the water and walked towards Lu Bei.

She raised her hand to disperse the black mist, put her arms around the pretty boy's neck and kissed him with red lips.

The two of them were bathing in the water. The master of the Han Palace was fully clothed and his white clothes were wet and clinging to his curves.

A Mahayana monk who is well versed in the Five Elements Taoism and understands the Five Elements of Creation. She was wetted by the ordinary waterfall. It can only be said that she knows how to seduce people.

Lu Bei was still a child, how could he bear such grievance, so he tried to regain the initiative by talking and arguing.

No success.

Han Miaojun took a few sips, patted her butt, returned to her official expression of being cold and proud, stepped out of the waterfall, and her curves-fitting white clothes were instantly evaporated.

Lu Bei touched his butt, somewhat depressed.

The two of them walked towards the main hall of Liluan Palace. Along the way, the pretty boy attracted many curious glances. The female nuns who were watching were chattering, commenting, or pointing.

In Wuqi Mountain, the three-legged toad is a rare species.

Soon, a female cultivator recognized Lu Bei and gritted her teeth and revealed his identity, the leader of the Wuzhou Tianjian Sect.

This female cultivator had been beaten by Lu Bei. When they were in Qi Yan's secret realm, she, her three sisters, and Xiang Muqing, a total of five people, were all pushed to the ground and rubbed by Lu Bei.

"It turns out it was him..."

The crowd was chattering, and there were more and more onlookers, so much so that Xiang Muqing heard about it and joined the Mo Ya team.

"Palace Master Han, you have a good tutor at Guishan Gate, but you don't have any majesty as a palace master." Lu Bei said teasingly. What caught his eyes were green mountains and mountains. As a bystander, he said it was pleasing to the eye.

Han Miaojun's delicate face was indifferent, and her aloofness from the inside out made people thousands of miles away. Hearing the words, he glanced back and said calmly: "Liluan Palace is not the Tianjian Sect. The disciples are taught in accordance with their aptitude, and there are few harsh laws and severe punishments."

"Palace Master has misunderstood. Tianjian Sect is also happy. This sect master and the elders are all buddies." After Lu Bei finished speaking, he added in his mind, except for one elder, everyone can do it, but he cannot be Buddy place.

Yes, it was Mu Lichen.

Lu Bei, the master who took advantage of his master, had great respect for his master.

Climbing up the stairs, you will see a complex of fairy palace buildings standing in the misty clouds and mist, overlooking the human world.

White bricks and green tiles, flying pavilions and flowing red tiles, condescending, rolling mountains like Baili Gallery, and a river of autumn water blending with greenery, making the agility and calmness complement each other.

In front of the main hall, elders from Dujie and Earth Immortal levels arrived to inquire. Han Miaojun sent a message to ask whether the visitor was an enemy or a friend.

Han Miaojun replied "friend" and dispersed the onlookers. The door closed with a soft creak, and she and Lu Bei were the only ones left in the huge hall.

Lu Bei looked around, feeling disappointed for a moment.

He has been to several mountain gates, and he is fairly well-informed. He ignores the small mountain gates and the down-and-out ancestor Kuo Guo. The decorations of all the famous mountain gates are more elaborate and luxurious than those of the Tianjian Sect.

Still getting too little!

Without the outsiders, Han Miaojun still looks noble and otherworldly, and his white clothes are pure and cannot be played with.

Lu Bei winked, this trick was outdated, the other Palace Master Han used it every day.

Seeing that what he was doing was useless, Han Miaojun probably understood something and moved to Qinglian: "Sect Master Lu, where did this trip come from?"

"Zhao Qin."

"Zhao Qin..."

"Well, I went over there to have a fight with someone and came back after the fight."

Lu Bei nodded and said nonchalantly: "A guy named King Yan is said to be very prestigious in Zhaoqin and has decent strength. This sect leader spent a lot of means to capture him."

Hearing this, Han Miaojun was stunned, raised his hand to touch the pretty face, closed his eyes and sensed for a moment: "Heaven and man are one, Sect Leader Lu really has a great opportunity. Sometimes, I can't help but suspect that you are actually God's illegitimate child."

The illegitimate child who was stabbed to death during the tribulation?

Lu Bei was about to complain when he suddenly noticed that the white hand caressing his face had slid all the way down, and continued to slide down.

Han Miaojun's eyes flickered, and he teased: "Sect Master Lu, do you want to see the visualization pictures first, or do you want to see me first?"

"Look at the pictures first!"

"That's fine, business matters."

Han Miaojun said her approval, but her body remained motionless. She leaned against the fragrant breeze and said a little secret that only the two of them understood: "Have you brought the account book?"

"Ah this..."

Lu Bei hesitated and evaded his words. Seeing the teasing look in Han Miaojun's eyes, he gritted his teeth and took out the account book.

There is nothing interesting to read, the lines are straight and horizontal, and every stroke is dignified. He would like to call it a song of righteousness.

Han Miaojun took the account book and took one look at it, but the smile in her beautiful eyes disappeared.

She had thought that there would be an account book, but she had never thought that Lu Bei owed so much debt. For a moment, a world-famous face flashed in her eyes, and her other self ridiculed her in every possible way.

Your little pretty face is so useful.

Han Miaojun snorted coldly and raised his hand to tear up the account book. Just as he was about to take action, he stopped in time, rolled his eyes at Lu Bei and said, "We agreed at the beginning that you will treat me ten times as much as you want to treat her. Lu Bei Sect Master still remembers it."

"Remember, there is indeed such a promise." Lu Bei struggled for a moment and nodded.

It was originally agreed to double the amount, not ten times, but it was useless to reason with the woman. He could only choose to wrong himself.

Han Miaojun's expression improved and he walked towards the back hall.

Lu Bei followed and wanted to take revenge all night long. He patted his butt and said, "Palace Master, when will you start paying off the debt? Now?"

"Now go see the visualization!"

Han Miaojun had a bad temper, and he could bear losing to anyone. After all, he was a latecomer, and the misunderstandings between him and Lu Bei were mixed with some intrigues, but he couldn't swallow his bad breath when he lost to himself.

【The more I think about it, the angrier I get.JPG】

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and a secret passage in the back hall seems to go straight to the center of the earth, with steps descending step by step like there is no end.

"I, the Patriarch of the Fuluan Palace, sought the opportunity to obtain the Five Elements Lotus Technique, the Hidden Star Technique, and the visualization diagrams engraved on the stone walls of the underground palace here. This is how the Five Qi Mountain was created..."

Along the way, Han Miaojun popularized science about the origin of Wuqi Mountain's Fuluan Palace. Like Bulao Mountain's Tianjian Peak, the mountains are not high, and there are immortals.

The original Wuqi Mountain was not a famous mountain, because the Fuluan Palace was famous in Cai Qiyan, and each palace owner had a Mahayana cultivation level, which kept the Fuluan Palace clean and free from outside interference.

"Sect Master Lu should have heard of these."

"No, this is the first time this sect leader has heard that it is your Luan Palace, you look so powerful." Lu Bei exclaimed in surprise. Grandma Liu accidentally entered the White Tiger Hall and screamed.

Han Miaojun rolled her eyes at him: "In order to protect herself, that bitch must have told you the truth and told you everything. By the way, she also said a lot of bad things about me, right?"

"Palace Master, you are worrying too much. I believe in you more than her."

“That’s not what the ledger says!”

"Because she looks exactly like you."

"..."

His face was too shameless. Han Miaojun was angry and annoyed, and pointedly said: "Sect Master Lu has gone to Zhaoqin and defeated the famous Yan Wang Jiang Suxin. It is easy to take control of this palace. Even this palace, you can come or leave whenever you want." Just leave, why bother teasing me with lies anymore?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Lu Bei rolled his eyes. It was quite entertaining, but a little too much.

He also simply showed his cards and said: "The palace master is a smart man. He knows the purpose of this sect master's explanation of this matter, and he should have guessed it. I am willing to take the initiative to tell you, because I have feelings for you."

"Then you still call me Palace Master and are always wary of getting close to me?"

"It's exciting."

"..."

Han Miaojun's eyelids twitched, he waved his sleeves and led the way, step by step, showing that he was in a terrible mood.

Lu Bei shrugged and waved his sleeves.

A black and white portal flashes.

Han Miaojun, who was leading the way, trembled, and his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already nestled in Lu Bei's arms.

His eyes were blurred, his face was flushed, he was biting his lower lip gently, with a look of endless aftertaste and intoxication.

"Bitch!"

When the two palace masters met, the temperature dropped instantly.

Seeing that one good and one evil were about to be torn apart, Lu Bei stepped in between the two of them, hugging them skillfully on the left and right, and carried them down the stone steps.

The power was astonishing, and the two palace masters had no room to struggle. They could actually disappear and disappear, but neither wanted to take advantage of the other, so they looked at each other across Lu Bei and started a fierce verbal exchange.

I scold myself!

Han Miaojun, who has an evil side, is the most annoyed. This is not what the pretty girl promised her before she came.

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility. The reason why the pretty boy didn't help each other was not because his palms and backs were full of flesh and he couldn't let go of this one or that one, but because he wanted both.

Both palace masters turned pale.

On Lu Bei's side, he lamented that they were both fallen people from the end of the world, boasted about the great blueprint of living in harmony, and advised them to live a good life and not think about life and death all day long. When they arrived at the lower level of the underground palace, he decisively threw the two aside and rubbed his little hands to look at the audience. Xiangtu walked over.

In the mist, the visualization is a mural depicting the splendor of the Asgard.

Before he could raise his hand to touch it, the scene seemed to come alive.

In the fairy air and colorful clouds, there are fluttering clothes of immortals and gods, accompanied by luan birds, which are light and unrestrained, otherworldly and refined.

The palaces and palaces stretch for thousands of miles, and the immortals and gods overlook the clouds, either descending to the mortal world or returning to Yao Que. The sky is bright and windy, and it is a grand scene.

In the most eye-catching center, in the middle of the majestic hall, the Luan bird transformed into a fairy and performed a dance. A group of fairies mingled with each other, and a vague figure was hidden in the deepest part.

Lu Bei blinked, his eyes dancing with golden flames, but when he looked carefully, the blurry figure disappeared and could not be found anyway.

"What can Sect Master Lu see?" x2

On the left and right, the two Han Miaojun subconsciously rolled up under the pressure of survival.

"What did you see?" Lu Bei asked.

"Luan bird."

"There are still five Qi Chaoyuan!"

"Then what?"

"..."x2

Obviously no more.

Lu Bei pursed his lips and raised his hand to press on the mural.