This is what cultivating immortals is like

Lu Bei didn't know what Ying Long was thinking. The atmosphere had reached this point, so he decisively continued following the topic: "Brother Ying Long, to tell you the truth, Xuan is very passionate about weapon refining. Ever since he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, he has dreamed of To become a top-notch weapon-refining master in the world of immortality, I have no choice but to have extremely good qualifications and understanding. I can do whatever I learn, so I have been delayed until now and I have not been able to achieve my wish."

As he spoke, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying that his sword skills had misled him.

Seemingly so shameless, Yinglong couldn't help but wave his hand to dismiss him.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and a strange light appeared in the paper man's eyes: "I have understood your thoughts. I will wait a few days and I will not let you down."

What do you know, I haven’t said anything yet!

Ying Long didn't give Lu Bei a chance to compare, and entered the last topic with a wave of his hand. He pointed at the forest of steles and black-striped masks all over the ground and asked him to refine them by himself.

After saying that, he logged off on the spot, and the paper clone quickly set himself on fire.

Lu Bei: "..."

He put a finger up in his sleeve and looked down at the black-striped masks scattered all over the place.

None were found.

He was thoughtful and slapped it, shattering the nearest stone tablet.

Under Lu Bei's surprised gaze, the stone tablet that was supposed to be an illusion materialized into a mask, and it turned out to be the black-striped mask he had worn before.

The black-striped mask has no defense at all, and its usage is very simple. Apart from concealing the true face, it has no extra magical powers.

But just such a use is enough to deceive Tianji. Even a Mahayana monk like Han Miaojun who is good at divination cannot figure out what kind of face is underneath the mask.

Lu Bei picked up the black-striped mask and recalled that every time he understood the Heavenly Book and saw the Forest of Steles, he made many associations, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not get a good result.

Apparently, there's something wrong with the masks.

After pondering for a moment, he decided to throw his mask to Gu Zongchen and leave the one in his hand to Tu Yuan.

Protected by the unity of heaven and man, he is the illegitimate son of heaven. He can change his body shape freely without a mask, and others can't tell the authenticity at all.

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After leaving the Forest of Steles, Lu Bei replenished his health at Changming Mansion and ate some delicacies from the mountains and seas presented by Licking Dog.

In my spare time, I watched a section of Butler Yu's fashion show. As expected of someone who came out of the palace, Butler Yu understood the essence of fairyland style and learned to design his own styles.

It's a master's degree from the very beginning, and every single piece of thin suit is at the forefront of Lu Bei's, no, at the forefront of fashion.

Changming Mansion was delayed for two days, and Lu Bei failed to wait until Zhu Qilan came out of seclusion. He secretly screamed, suspecting that the four of them had discussed it and wanted to come out together again this time.

Fortunately, the problem is not big. The four of them have experienced the scene of going through the tribulation together. They just came out of the border together. They can fool them with a little trick.

Hidden in the secret realm of Qianshan Mountain, Sect Master Lu's daily life is dull and boring.

In the morning, he went to Qingqiu Palace to play hide-and-seek with the little foxes. He pretended to be a ghost and disappeared after the little foxes had hidden themselves.

This trip is a bit dangerous.

When Hu Er learned that Taifu had made great progress in cultivation and was now a Mahayana monk, he was filled with grief and anger. He hugged Lu Bei and cried for a long time. After learning from the pain, he went into seclusion with legs and feet that had little energy.

At noon, Sect Master Lu was idle. He scolded the careless Elder Zhan and thought about going to the branch Lingxiao Sword Sect in the afternoon. He would first train Lin Buyan for two hours and then make an appointment with his senior brother to fish all night.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Xiushi returned from the capital in a hurry, bringing bad news.

Opposite Zangqian Mountain, construction of a diplomatic residence is about to begin. Xiongchu diplomats will soon be stationed there, and the emperors of the old Zhu family reluctantly gave the approval.

It can only be said that Xiongchu started very quickly.

Lu Bei took Zhengqing, King Yuanxuan and others into custody and invited them to visit Tianjian Sect. Xiongchu followed suit and submitted his credentials to Yuezhou. He also requested that the diplomatic residence be built in Zangqian by name. Across the mountain.

The emperors naturally disagreed when the Gu family's cart came to eat in Lao Zhu's bowl, but the Gu family came prepared. When submitting their credentials, they included a letter from the Holy Land of Daxia.

There is not much to say in the letter, but I want the old Zhu family to give me some face and share the good things with everyone.

Don't worry about the scarcity but the inequality. Only when we have everyone can we ensure the peace of the country.

Qi Yan: "..."

Xiongchu moved extremely fast. It was hard to tell whether he was prepared in advance, or whether this was also part of Xiongchu's plan.

Only then did Zhu Xiushi know about the good deeds Lu Bei had done at the Xuanlong border. A sealing technique was applied to him. He shed tears on the spot and complained that he shouldn't have messed around outside. Now that he was fine, he caused trouble and Xiong Chu came to ask for him. Responsible.

What a mess!

Lu Bei waved his sleeves angrily, but did not break away. He frowned and recalled Qinglong's message on the jade slip.

It's actually true.

From now on, it is his turn to have the final say whether Xuanlong, Xiongchu, Wuzhou, and Qiyan are in chaos.

As far as the results are concerned, this is a good thing. Lu Bei doesn't like war, because people will die in war, and the consequent displacement and separation of relatives also makes him quite unhappy.

If it was just that there was an extra diplomatic residence opposite Tianjian Sect, and he would be aggrieved a little, in exchange for a hundred years, no, in exchange for ten years of peace and quiet, he would be willing to accept this grievance.

Anyway, he was not a serious diplomat. He worked during the day and night. He would go there to eat and drink from time to time, and then settled the matter in a hurry.

The arrival of Xiongchu diplomats was bad news for Wu Zhou, and it was like a bolt from the blue. Especially Zhu Xiushi felt deeply guilty. If she hadn't paid close attention to Lu Bei, how could she have caused such a disaster.

But she had tried her best, and she had to work the night shift if she was on guard.

Furthermore, the legs were on Lu Bei's body, and there was a huge difference in cultivation between the two. What could she do?

Seeing that Zhu Xiushi was in inexplicable grief, with his face covered in the green color of red apricots, Lu Bei was so happy that he kindly gave her some relief and drove him out with a few words.

No success.

A disciple reported that the Xiongchu convoy arrived, and the leader, King Yuanji, handed over a letter of greeting.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiushi immediately sealed Lu Bei.

"Is it so ceremonial to send greeting cards to everyone when they arrive at the door?"

Lu Bei took the greeting card with one hand, asked people to prepare tea, and quickly invited the big enemies to come in and be stabbed.

Then, diplomat Xuanlong hurried over and imitated Lu Bei with a sealing technique.

"How dignified!"

Lu Bei waved his sleeves to break away. No matter how shameless he was, he had to restrain himself at home, otherwise...

Glancing at the corner of the wall, Zhan Lexian's eyes were about to burst. He held the Dawei Tian in his hand and gnashed his old teeth.

I don't know if he wanted to wipe his neck and commit suicide on the spot, or if he hanged himself quietly in front of the sect master's quiet room in the middle of the night when no one was around.

Lu Bei: (_)

He died unjustly. Don't look at him embracing him and enjoying the blessing of riding people. In fact, it is all an illusion. When it comes to politics, you can't just take it at face value.

Lu Bei didn't understand the doorway in the depths yet, so he didn't bother to talk to Zhan Lexian. He raised his brows, took the two beauties on his left and right in his arms, and walked happily towards the backyard.

As soon as he left the main hall, Lu Bei let go of his hand and shook his body, removing the powdery air from his body.

Zhu Xiushi and Zhao Wuyou were both surprised. Today's Sect Leader Lu is too much of a gentleman. Could it be that there is someone in Xiong Chu's team of envoys that he cares about particularly?

Zhu Xiushi thought of Mr. Xinli. She had suspected that there was something fishy between the two of them a long time ago.

Unfortunately, no, Mr. Xinli is still locked up in the dark room, unaware that he has passed the position of diplomat.

In the entire Xiongchu, there was only one person who could be taken seriously by Lu Bei and unable to restrain himself.

Gu Zongchen.

The young monk came to find his master and went back to the mountain to recite sutras.

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Behind the mountain is Huijian Peak.

Elder Zhan, who was on duty, led the distinguished guests in. When he saw the vixens standing on the left and right sides of Lu Bei, he was so angry that he was trembling all over. Out of sight, out of mind, he went to find Old Farmer Qin to grow vegetables in the secret realm.

"Sect Master Lu is so happy, I envy the little king." King Yuanji said with a smile.

There were not many people in the Gu family's motorcade, and except for Gu Zongchen, the rest were guard of honor.

Lu Bei ignored these people and looked intently at Gu Zongchen, who had his eyes closed and was speechless. His eyes flashed with golden light, and he smelled the stench of evil spirits and found Lu Dong's location.

Sensing Lu Dong's panic, Gu Zongchen slowly opened his eyes, and calmly looked at each other with Lu Bei.

Although he was calm on the surface, every time he thought about Lu Dong's background, he felt unhappy inside, as if he was redundant.

"Sect Master Lu?"

The atmosphere was slightly solemn. King Yuanji was afraid that the two of them would suddenly fight, so he clapped his hands and asked his followers to get the gifts.

Four ornately carved wooden boxes were pushed open, revealing a total of sixteen Qiankun rings. The workmanship was also quite exquisite. It can be imagined that the gifts in the Qiankun rings were also carefully selected.

Lu Bei waved his hand and swept him away. He glanced at him. He was very sincere. He didn't talk nonsense and opened his mouth to spit out three figures.

Gu Yuanping, King Yuanxuan, and Lord Xinli.

The three people had their souls sealed, and were still in a dream. Fortunately, they were not seriously injured, and they were not invited to the strange basement. King Yuanji used some tricks to wake them up.

The three of them woke up, each with complicated expressions.

With King Yuanxuan as the leader, the old father had a strong opinion of Lu Bei. After waking up, he stared straight at the pretty face, grinning and baring his teeth.

Can Lu Bei accept this injustice?

I couldn't, I had a fight on the spot...

Because Gu Zongchen was watching, he smiled slightly and didn't take it to heart.

The old guy has very white teeth, and he will definitely not let you go!

When King Yuanji saw that only three prisoners had escaped, he frowned slightly, took out a jade box from his arms, and slowly pushed it toward Lu Bei: "The master of the Zhenyuan Pavilion had an unpleasant experience with Sect Leader Lu. I am very upset about this, and I am unable to come to see Sect Leader Lu in person due to illness, so I asked Xiao Wang to offer this gift, and also said that a small gift is not respectful, so please don’t refuse, Sect Master Lu."

"Easy to say."

Lu Bei glanced at it, accepted it readily, and took out Feng Shangyin's magic weapon.

Exchanging things for things is what cultivating immortality is like.

"Sect Master Lu, you have a scroll in your hand, Master Feng Pavilion. It was passed down by the founder of the Zhenyuan Pavilion. It means a lot to Master Feng Pavilion. I hope you can show your favor."

"No."

Lu Beizhi shook his head. The Jing Wensheng in the painting is one of the ninth incarnations of Emperor Ji. Although it is just a remnant of will, it must have other uses and is not for sale. Feng Shangyin sold Zhenyuan Pavilion to him, so this painting is not Will return it.

"Since Sect Leader Lu said there is no such thing, I guess there is no such thing. The Pavilion Master must have remembered it wrongly."

King Yuanji nodded and received a message from Gu Yuanping, asking Shen Ruohai what to do.

King Yuanji asked her to calm down. Although Shen Ruohai was a loose cultivator overseas, she had no money and her life was at stake, but she stood up for Xiong Chu, and Xiong Chu would pay for it.

With that said, Gu Yuanping helped the scarred good sister away in exchange for things.

"Bao, treasure vase..."

Shen Ruohai spoke with difficulty, the Sihai bottle that was closely related to her life was still in Lu Bei's hand.

Gu Yuanping looked at King Yuanji, who touched the gift list in his arms and felt a thump in his heart.

There isn't much inventory, and Master Zhengqing is in jail. I'm afraid...

"Sect Master Lu, Chen Xian's treasure vase..."

"No."

Lu Bei spread his hands and got what he paid for. How could he give away the treasure he picked up based on his ability?