This is what cultivating immortals is like

Lu Bei did not stay in the Paradise for too long. To be fair, he was not interested in Western religion. If he had not been reluctant to mention the Taoist title to others, and he was greedy for the treasure of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, he would not have become the second leader of Lao Shizi.

It looks like a trap at first glance, and he won't even jump when the peacock rides him.

He was not talking nonsense, he dared to enter the small single room and swore to his senior sister's conscience.

Fortunately, Gu Zongchen knew well that the Great Bright Buddha did not have the courage to become fat in one breath. He only established the Western religion and did not make many great aspirations. Otherwise, he would not do anything in the future and would just sit there and pay off his debts all day long.

I look forward to it being really sweet. As the second leader, I can earn a lot of benefits in the future.

"Wait a minute, the second generation Demon King, the second generation Immortal Sword Master, the second leader of the Western Sect, why are there so many..."

Lu Bei's face darkened, he was so second-generation, even he was the second-generation leader of the Yuhua Sect.

It must be said that Lu Bei is not alone. For example, the Wuliang Sword Sect has been destroyed and then reestablished. His vest Tianmingzi is the well-deserved sect leader of the generation.

When Lu Bei mentioned Tian Mingzi, he thought of Senior Sister Shao. He hadn't seen his good disciple for a long time and didn't know how he was developing.

I will go to Zhaoqin another day and touch my disciple's bones to prevent her from straying into the right path and running in the opposite direction of her master by accident.

Speaking of the Wuliang Sword Sect, Lu Bei thought of the Immortal Sword Intent again. At present, he has not yet gathered the nine basic Dao Yun, and the invincible Immortal Dao Yun is only mediocre in his hands, and has already fallen out of the first rank of the skill bar.

This is not good. The world is about to change drastically. We must do everything possible to complete the nine basic Taoist rhymes.

Lu Bei's eyes lit up, and he vaguely remembered that in order to trace the path that Qi Li Jing had taken, he asked a few people to help him inquire.

Wu Zhou and Zhu Xiushi didn't have to think about it. Leziren could get things done, so he obeyed him on the spot.

The Zhao Qin Wuliang Sword Sect has not yet gotten on the right track, and the female apprentice, apart from being good-looking, will be of no use for a while.

Lu Bei thought again and again, but instead of going to the Hidden Moon Hehuan Sect to play with Lu Xi, he summoned the Black-winged Golden-Eyed Eagle and used the Xuanwu Ring's Heavenly Return and Great Teleportation powers to reach Xiangwu, the human empire.

…

Hualong Pavilion.

Yang Dian, a female earth bat, had just finished her official duties and was summoned by Emperor Wu. After walking a few steps on campus, she was stopped by several young and beautiful female students. These little girls who came from a wealthy family have heard the legend of Mr. Yang since they were children, and one or two of them have admired him.

Yang Dian is a decent man who is known to be law-abiding, upright, patriotic and loyal to the emperor. He is at the opposite end of the spectrum from his boss Xuanwu in the Gravekeeper.

Facing the chattering juniors, he smiled, stroked his beard, and dismissed them with a few words.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, sir, you are very busy. I wonder if I have disturbed your enjoyment of playing with flowers?"

Hearing the gloomy voice behind him, Yang Dian trembled. The strong sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. The martial arts master's will was trembling at this moment, and he could not even turn around.

"What are you afraid of? It's me. If it had been anyone else, you would have died long ago."

Lu Bei put his arms around Yang Dian's shoulders and said, "Yang Dian Dian, what was the result of the investigation you ordered before?"

Yang Dian turned his head and saw the familiar mask, and his heart became more alert.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but today's Xuanwu gave him an invincible intimidation, as if the opponent could wipe out him and the entire Hualong Pavilion with just one move of his fist.

"Let me tell you, Lord Xuanwu, what is the thing you ordered the female earth bat to investigate...?"

"Nonsense, who else but the Immortal Sword Master Qi Li Jing!"

Lu Bei snorted coldly: "Or, you found out the birth date of Empress Xiang Wu and want to introduce her to me?"

Qi Li Jing once prostituted himself to the two great human empires of Zhao Qin and Xiang Wu, leaving a trail of blood and tears. Lu Bei and Zhao Qin's Xin Wang Jiang Li were not familiar with each other. As Xuan Wu, he issued a mission to the female earth bat to calculate the time. , almost five months.

Regardless of the fact that Qi Li Jing is invincible, he has a certain fan base in various countries of the human race. It is not difficult to investigate his information, but the bad thing is his reputation of being invincible.

The Sutra of Abandonment is very picky. Not just any cat or dog is eligible to be visited by him for free. He mainly chooses strong swordsmen. When he encounters boxers and knife players, it is usually the opponent who challenges him and he finds it pleasing, so he will reluctantly do so. Prostitute each other for free.

This kind of free prostitution has caused serious polarization.

The blasted Jianxiu Mountain Gate felt a sense of pride after a brief period of pain. He was not beaten by the Abandonment Sutra, and he missed the strong man who came to ask for a blow. After a short period of regret, he found that there were more and more gossips around him.

Look, he is that one. Fortunately, he is still a swordsman, and he has not been beaten by the Abandonment Sutra.

It's so shameful, I can't stand any practice.

As the name of the Abandonment Sutra becomes more and more famous, being asked to fight by the Immortal Sword Master gradually becomes an honor, which comes from the recognition of being invincible for a lifetime.

On the contrary, the strong men who missed the opportunity to be bombed received an unworthy reputation in their respective territories.

Who are you talking about? He is nothing special and has a false reputation. Even the Immortal Sword Master is unwilling to beat him.

Don’t say anything on the surface, but point fingers behind your back.

How to save face has become a key issue.

I heard that the Sutra of Abandonment was stationed at the Bulao Mountain, so I took the initiative to challenge him. If he was defeated angrily, he might be able to save his face.

How despicable it is to come to someone's door and beg for a beating and still save face. Strong men also want to lose face and cannot do such a troublesome thing.

As a result, the path along which the Abandonment Sutra had traveled immediately began to spread out in all directions.

Those who had been beaten, and those who had not been beaten, all said that they had a battle with Qi Lijing and lost by only one move.

This one-step difference is probably similar to that of Hu Er. After dancing in a fancy way for a long time, after abandoning the sutra and prostitution, he knocked him down with one glance.

Therefore, trying to sort out the routes that Qi Lijing has traveled around various countries from the massive amounts of junk information is an extremely complex project, and even the human empire would have to put a lot of effort into it.

Lu Bei didn't expect to be able to get the exact route from Yang Dian. It was 80% reliable, even if he did everything right.

Yang Dian hesitated, but seeing that Xuanwu's momentum was not good, he was ready to rush into the palace and sleep on the dragon bed, so he quickly sold Jingyue Kingdom.

"What does this have to do with Jing Yue? He is north of the Kunlun Mountains and can't get along with you Xiang Wu. This is not how we divert trouble to the east." Lu Bei said angrily.

Yang Dian hurriedly explained: "Jingyue is located in the northernmost part of the human kingdoms. It has been the front line of the human race against the demon clan for many years. There are many great masters of swordsmanship stationed there. Some of them established sects on the spot, and some accepted disciples and left their legacy. , the essence of Jingyue’s arsenal is comparable to that of the Holy Land of Daxia.”

"Is there such a thing?"

Well, isn't this common sense?

Yang Dian cursed in his heart, nodded repeatedly and said: "Master Xuanwu, the female earth bat dare not make lies, every word must be true."

"Okay, seeing as you are doing well, I will give the queen a way out tonight."

The gloomy voice faded away, and when Yang Dian relaxed his shoulders, he turned around and could no longer find Xuanwu's shadow.

unlucky!

The beautiful sunny day turned out to be a disaster!

Under the scorching sun, Yang Dian shivered and hurried to Xiangwu Palace.

Although Emperor Xiang Wu didn't say what his intention was in summoning him, he could probably guess a lot from the recent chaos.

Over there in the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, do you want to compile a hundred beautiful pictures?

Come on, the Wan Yao Kingdom and Xiang Wu are separated by the Kunlun Mountains, and there is the Holy Land of Daxia in the middle. Combining a hundred beautiful pictures will not only harm the morale of the human race, but also damage the prestige of the Xiang Wu Kingdom.

It's not correct, haha, if the Holy Land of Great Xia is not defended and the demon clan comes to the city, who gave the second-generation demon emperor a hundred beautiful pictures, he may not remember, but if he wants to say who didn't send it, he must be clear.

…

Lu Bei kept Jing Yue Kingdom in mind, and it happened that the second-generation sword master wanted to test the fist of the second-generation Demon Emperor, so he decided to do two things at once.

Calculating the time, he arranged his schedule. He would go to Yunzhong Pavilion first, then transfer to Xuanlong, and finally return to Ten Thousand Monsters Kingdom via Jingyue.

Before that, the Lion and Camel Kingdom still needs to plan and plan in advance to avoid hasty incidents and other changes.

The kingdom of lions and camels is far from being formed, and the horoscope has not yet been written. Lu Bei only controls a city of lions and camels. To the west is the white tiger of the far west. It is related to the luck of the second generation of the demon emperor. The golden dragon cannot be careless. First, when he decided to kill Qinglong, he also killed White Tiger.

There are also the human kingdoms in the east and the demon kingdoms in the west. It is impossible for these countries to watch quietly.

Lu Bei secretly thought that he had a headache. The second-generation Demon Emperor's vest was indeed useful and brought him huge benefits, but it went against his true intentions many times, making him, a foolish king, become more and more wise.

It's too difficult to be a faint king, but the first generation of demon kings really had something.

At the three points of Xiangwu, Zhaoqin, and Xiyou Demon Realm, Lu Bei arrived at Wuliang Sword Sect along the way. He shot out a wisp of sword energy and saw his female apprentice in the woods...

If I remember correctly, his name should be Chang Qingyu.

"Hey, hey, hey, senior sister Shao, here."

"..."

Boss Chang Qingyu is not happy, what are you talking about? You are just calling a dog!

Also, who is your senior sister Shao!

After not seeing her master for a long time, the little joy in Chang Qingyu's heart disappeared the moment she saw Lu Bei. She rolled her eyes and squatted next to her master, three steps away.

Because Lu Bei used his pretty face and did not try to portray Tianmingzi as a blind old man, Chang Qingyu refused to get too close to his master. According to her words, the bad old man is the master, and the pretty boy is just a slut.

"Come here, let me feel the bones and see if my good disciple's swordsmanship has improved again."

"..."

"Tsk, it's not like I haven't touched it before as a teacher."

"..."

Chang Qingyu was filled with shame and anger. He was ignorant when he was young and regarded a bad old man as a treasure. He was not wary enough and left behind a lot of dark history. Every time he thought about it, he couldn't look straight at it.

Lu Bei grabbed a handful of wind, put it under his nose and smelled it: "The smell of roasted goose, Xian disciple is careful about it. Is it poisoned? I have a strong taste and can't eat anything too light."

"No, they were all eaten."

Chang Qingyu looked sideways, pitiful, hoping that God would return Master Whitebeard to her.

To Lu Bei's surprise, after not seeing each other for several months, Chang Qingyu still smelled of the marinated goose. Maybe it was due to habit, or maybe the other party really regarded him as a teacher and had a dependence on him.

Lu Bei hoped it was the latter, so he touched his arms and threw out a Qiankun Ring.

Unbiased, right on the beautiful back of the head.

Chang Qingyu didn't know why. After picking it up, his expression suddenly changed: "Master, which treasury did you loot again?"

"What do you mean, in your heart, as a teacher, can't you be down-to-earth and a good person?"

"Well, I can't."

"..."

Really good at judging people!

Lu Bei was speechless and raised his fingers towards Chang Qingyu. The latter was reluctant, but for the sake of the Qiankun Ring, he quickly moved over.

Bang!

After the punch fell, Lu Bei sighed happily, while Chang Qingyu squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, cursing the black-haired man for sending the white-haired man away.

"Don't be stupid. You are in your nineties and your teacher is still a child. I am the one with black hair."

Lu Bei rubbed his little head, with golden light dancing in his eyes, and nodded: "I have made some progress in my sword intention, and I have practiced well. I will take you to see my master's wife another day, and let her teach you three moves and two styles."

"Is it Princess Wu Zhou? Do you remember her using a sword?"

"It's not her, another junior wife."

"..."

Chang Qingyu blinked, she was not surprised at all.

The master and apprentice were squatting in the grass, each with a roast goose, eating and chatting. During this period, Chang Qingyu secretly moved his position and moved slightly closer to Lu Bei.

"Master, what kind of sauce did you put on it? It looks delicious."

"Snake venom."

Lu Bei told the truth that She Zhang and Little Snake Sister's refining was full of love and was most suitable for his taste. No one else could enjoy it except him.

To a certain extent, She Zhang defeated Zhao Shiran, a good wife and mother, and successfully took away Lu Bei's stomach.

After eating the roast goose, Lu Bei patted his little head to wipe away the grease, stood up and left.

There have been a lot of incidents recently, and with Yinglong and Emperor Ji weighing on me, I can't spare much time to communicate with my apprentice.

Someday, another day I will teach her how to practice the sword step by step.

"Wait a moment."

Chang Qingyu stopped Lu Bei and said slightly uneasily: "Master, the inheritance you received is the immortal sword of heaven, right?"

"What's the matter? You want to learn?"

"No, I want to ask you, what do you think of the second generation Demon King?"

Normally, as a teacher, I would lie in the Demon Queen’s arms and watch.

"Do you care about which one is stronger and weaker between the second generation Immortal Sword Master and the second generation Demon Emperor?"

"A little, not much."

"Master, what about you, don't you care?"

"It doesn't matter. When you reach the realm of being a teacher, you will know..."

Lu Bei waved his hand: "There is never anyone who is the strongest. It's just a name. The real strength lies in the heart. The benevolent are invincible."

What you say is better than what you sing. When you beat me back then, you didn't want to suffer any loss.

The hundred-year-old kendo girl groaned, then gritted her teeth and said, "Master, if my disciple practices the Immortal Sword Intent, can he successfully assassinate the Demon Emperor?"

"Ah, why do you have such thoughts of committing suicide?"

Lu Bei was happy. He had reached the perfect stage of integration and had not been struck by lightning. How could he have the confidence to kill him?

Besides, the second-generation demon king is so grand. The vixens and mounts around him are all Mahayana demon kings. Chang Qingyu can't even get up close, so how can we talk about assassination?

"Master, as a human monk, my disciple has the unshirkable responsibility to resist the monsters. Although my abilities are low, I am beautiful!"

"..."

The corners of Lu Bei's eyes twitched, and a series of ellipses floated across his forehead. Is there a possibility that he had already anticipated the answer.

"Master, under the leadership of Jing Yue Kingdom, several major human nations met secretly and pooled their efforts to select a hundred beauties with stunning beauty and arrange assassins among them. If my disciple is interested in signing up, I need you to guide me. Immortal Sword Intention."

Chang Qingyu approached Lu Bei and whispered like a thief: "The information that my disciple found out from Jiang He is that he is the crown prince. The information will not be false. Just know it and don't spread it outside."

"..."

"Master, please speak!"

"It's necessary!"

Lu Bei nodded seriously and promised to keep his mouth shut.

There was no need to spread the news. The second generation Demon Emperor had been informed of the plans of several major countries to assassinate the second generation Demon Emperor.

Even the second generation Demon Emperor wanted to join in.

Lu Bei rubbed his clever little head and sighed: "Silly girl, this matter is very important. As the crown prince, how could Jiang He tell such secrets so easily? It is even less likely that he would sell you to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters. He just asked you to pass it on. In other words, Tantan is confident as a teacher."

"I know, but I feel pretty sure."

Chang Qingyu pointed at her face. She was not ashamed to say that she was confident of giving the second-generation Demon Emperor a fatal blow.

The premise is that Lu Bei teaches her the immortal sword power.

Of course, if the master's beloved disciple is so eager to insist on going to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons with her in women's clothing, she will never stop him.

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Lu Bei had no reason to refuse the dark history that was delivered to his door. He slapped Chang Qingyu on the shoulder and struck an immortal sword intention: "This sword has the power of twelve successful masters. Hold this sword and take advantage of the demon emperor's lust to seduce him." Sometimes, a sneak attack on his weak spot can give him a fatal blow. Seize it well, you only have one chance."

"Ah, then I am also dead."

"Otherwise, I will go crazy with you as my master?" Lu Bei laughed twice, stepped out, and disappeared without a trace.

When he reappeared, he was in a deserted wilderness, looking at the loyal black-winged golden-eyed eagle, and mentally sorting out the plan to build the lion and camel country.

After closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his soul escaped into the Xuanwu Ring, and summoned Yinglong's paper mannequin clone in the forest of steles.

"It's bad, Brother Ying, Bald Donkey has rebelled."

"Haha, wasn't it you who took the lead in the bald donkey's rebellion?"

"Brother Ying, I have no choice but to do it!"

Lu Bei had a sad expression on his face. He complained that he accidentally boarded a bald boat and was beaten by a young monk. Then he changed the topic: "The Western religion is a bit evil. There is a man named Daguang Tomorrow, who was born as an extraterrestrial demon. He killed the Great Darkness." God, maybe I’m going to break with the demon world.”

"I know, what do you want to say?"

"Xuan was tied to a Western sect's bald boat. The devil came and the younger brother died. How can he serve his elder brother in the future?" Lu Bei beat his chest and said that he was not strong enough. He knew it was wrong, but he was still put on fire by the little monk.

"I told you to stay away from women a long time ago. If you didn't listen, it's too late to regret it now."

The paper man sneered and mocked, and then comforted him: "Don't panic, I have a clever plan of my own. You can go back and practice the Immortal Killing Sword. The Western Cult and the Demon can't hurt you."

Don't worry, you won't survive that day, it's me who should worry about Western religion!

A strange light appeared in the eyes of the paper man. He knew that Lu Bei had no good intentions. He was obsessed with the position of Yinglong and always wanted to replace him. Joining the Western Cult was also a step in his calculations.

This time, Ying Long just wanted to praise Lu Bei's clever move, which seemed to have pulled off a tiger's skin, but in fact it brought him great convenience.

If you fail, you lose everything...

Western religion can be considered a retreat.

Good, good!

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