Xiuxian is like this

"Why are there so many Wu Zhou?"

Ji Han's scalp was numb, and he stared at Zhu Xiushi dumbfounded. He has been cultivating immortals for many years, and such brazen people are rare.

Zhu Xiushi didn't explain, but leaned against Lu Bei, smiled charmingly, and talked about the ancient family's blood curse through sound transmission.

Xiongchu is about to take off, and Wu Zhou's house is leaking and raining all night. Under the ebb and flow, Qi Yan can only weaken Qi Yan to stabilize the national strength.

As soon as Zhu Xiushi mentioned the blood curse, Lu Bei glanced at the bill like a monkey listening to a curse, and said sternly: "Qi Yan's layout is vicious, the general trend is successful, and Wu Zhou will surely perish. There are only ten pages. It can be called repaying grievances with virtue, why is senior Ji still hesitating, in exchange for the suzerain master, he promises to agree, lest Wu Zhou go back on his word and ask for a price increase."

"Can……"

"No, but the old man is running out of time, and it's not your turn to worry about the future."

"..."

Ji Han looked at the upright Lu Bei, and then at the coquettish Zhu Xiushi lying in his arms, and felt that the Ji family was still too shameless. If I knew today, I should have packed up the old, middle and young princesses and sent them to heaven. Jianzong.

"It's a matter of great importance, and the old man cannot make decisions alone."

"Sure, it's a big matter, and we have to go through a process. After you die, they can let you bear the infamy alone."

Lu Bei nodded, and made up his sword as usual, and then said meaningfully: "Hurry up, my suzerain can afford to wait, but Wu Zhou and Xuanlong can't afford to wait. When there is a war, it will not be as simple as compensation."

Ji Han's face twitched, and he fell down without moving.

As soon as Ji Han left, Zhu Xiushi hurriedly rolled up Qiansi, took Ji Fu away and took the second prisoner.

Pain and happiness.

The Xuanlong Millennium God Dynasty, the leading elder brother in the four countries has a stable position, Xiongchu broke the curse, and only need to show the style of the Millennium God Dynasty. Wu Zhou is no match for the two countries.

The pleasant discussion ended here. There are so many people on Lu Bei's side, and there is a lot of reason. Even if Ji Han is dissatisfied in every way, he can only admit it with his nose.

On the pretext of appreciating the local characteristics, he was not in a hurry to return to Wu Zhou, and declined the majestic local customs of King Yuanji, and started wandering alone in Wuyong City.

"Why haven't you left yet, with two captives on you, aren't you afraid of Qi Yan robbing them?" Lu Bei turned to look at Zhu Xiushi, with a look of disgust and chasing him away.

Zhu Xiushi snorted twice, it is impossible to appreciate the local customs, the Heavenly Sword Sect master is not lacking in beauty, and the vulgar fans outside can't catch his eyes, she knows this in her heart, she just wants to rub it for a while.

If he guessed correctly, Lu Bei had another chance to get the account.

The same is cultivating immortals, why do some people have endless opportunities, so many that they cannot be used up, while others can only rely on other people's opportunities?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he quickly put a seal on Lu Bei, so that he would not disappear again before he finished speaking.

"You are smart, much smarter than King Yuanji."

Lu Bei pinched Zhu Xiushi's chin and shook it: "However, as you have seen, we are not relatives, we have a very pure relationship between ordinary boyfriend and girlfriend, there is no reason for the suzerain to leave good things to you, right? ?”

After speaking, he broke free from the seal in an instant, turned into a golden light, and went straight to Yuezhou.

Zhu Xiushi stomped his feet, took out the five-colored stones and turned into a boy with a golden face, and chased after him in the same golden light.

A moment later, Lu Bei appeared at the same spot, shook his head in the direction where Zhu Xiushi disappeared, took out the map and flew south.

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There are three great ancestral lands in the mainland of Kyushu. These three ancestral dragons occupy the east and west, dividing the north and the south. They are the Buzhou Mountains, the Kunlun Mountains, and the Mangyin Mountains.

The Buzhou Mountains are basically the territory of the Monster Clan. The Mangyin Mountains have a death zone for thousands of miles, which is not suitable for life to take root and grow. Therefore, the human race branch seems to be vast, but in fact it has always surrounded the Kunlun Mountains.

The center of the Kunlun Mountains is the ancestral land of the Great Xia of the Human Race, and the proper center of the mainland of Kyushu.

Wu Zhou, who cultivated intensively in Lubei, was in the northeast of the Great Xia ancestral land, while Zhaoqin was in the southeast. To reach the secret land of Zhaoqin, one had to cross the Kunlun Mountains.

Two options.

The first one, fly directly over.

The second one is to use the teleportation formation from the Great Xia Ancestral Land to pass through this natural barrier from north to south.

The third one is to bypass the Kunlun Mountains, pass through the foggy restricted area, and take the sea route.

Normal people would choose the second one, but Lu Bei didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, and didn't want to spend more time on a long detour, so he decided to cross the Kunlun Mountains and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the land of ancestor dragons.

I heard that there are many senior monks in the Kunlun Mountains who are closed to death. There is no lack of Mahayana period. If you are lucky, you can even bump into the secret place that suddenly appeared in the world. This road has the most experience.

Ten days later, the disheveled Lu Bei descended the branch, sat cross-legged in meditation, and recovered most of the lost mana.

"It's almost there, take a look around and see if there is any suitable vest."

There is nothing to say about high-level maps. At the beginning, he entrusted the black-winged golden-eyed eagle with his soul, fluttered his wings and flew straight into the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains. The monk stopped him.

There is no other meaning, greedy golden eyes carving flesh, wanting to be a mountain guardian beast.

A big eagle needs to have a good figure, a good appearance, an extraordinary appearance, it is very cool to fly, and it is more face-saving when visiting relatives and friends. It is a proper top-level mount.

It's it!

The male one is directly gelded, and the female one is strictly disciplined.

It is conceivable that these earth immortals were unlucky.

The mount was not found, so he was beaten up, and he had to nod and bow to compensate for the mental loss when he was beaten. He lost so much money that he wanted to cry without tears.

After sending away the golden-winged roc, they realized that where the monster clan invasion came from, it was all nonsense, and they were phished to enforce the law.

Before reaching the hinterland of the Kunlun Mountains, 40 billion aptitudes were recorded in the account. Lu Bei smiled openly, secretly thinking the same as Bai Jian.

Flying and flying, he didn't think so.

The closer he was to the center of the Kunlun Mountains, the higher the level of the Earth Immortal. He encountered a Mahayana monk again and was almost beaten up by his friends and friends. He decisively switched back to the boy, and honestly gave up the idea of ​​fishing to enforce the law.

You can't waste any more, in case the Mahayana monks from the Great Xia ancestral land are recruited and their identities are exposed, it's better to go to the teleportation formation from the beginning.

Again, there is nothing to say about advanced maps.

In the second half of the journey, he was as low-key as Lu Bei, and still encountered several interceptions, some who lacked a Taoist companion, some who lacked an apprentice, and some who were obsessed with practicing and walking, and wanted to eat hot food.

The realm of high-ranking monks is too crazy, and many people have broken their brains after practicing. This made Lu Bei complain that he couldn't understand, opened the way with his fists, and harvested experience with tears.

Because it was so fast, he didn't know that the news that the mysterious Mahayana monks had crossed the Kunlun Mountains spread like wildfire. The Great Xia Ancestral Land received the exact information and sent special personnel to investigate.

……

Zhaoqin Beidi.

A branch of the Kunlun Mountains, Hengshui Mountain.

An old Taoist looked up at the sky, holding a compass in his hand and muttering to himself.

If you take a closer look, you will find that the old Taoist priest's eyes are white, he has long been blind, and the standard is blind.

"The patriarch has a saying, the great sword comes from the north, and one thought is boundless. To get this magic weapon is better than thousands of magical powers. Why has the old Taoist waited for so many years, but he has not seen a trace of the magic weapon?"

"Master Patriarch, there is not much time left for the little Taoist priest, I am afraid that he will not be able to guard this mountain."

"The matter of revitalizing the Wuliang Sword Sect... can only be entrusted to future generations."

boom! ! !

The golden light fell to the ground, and the hurricane blew the old Taoist back again and again.

"Old man, is this Zhaoqin?"

Chapter 7 Waiting for a Sword

The wind is violent, and the rest of the energy lingers for a long time.

Tian Mingzi was blinded by the flying sand and rocks, but fortunately, it was not a big problem, he was used to looking at no one, so he glanced forward with his divine sense.

I didn't see anything, but I knew there was a humanoid object, no matter the state or the species, I didn't know it at all.

At this time, Lu Bei was wearing a black-striped mask, and he had a blurred realm of Sanshenjue, even a Mahayana monk would not be able to see through his true face, let alone Tian Mingzi, who was only in the Void Refining Realm.

Undecided when things happen, claiming to be a junior.

Tian Mingzi cupped his hands and said politely: "This place is Hengshui Mountain, the territory of Zhao Qin's vassal state. Junior Tian Mingzi, senior, please be polite."

"Tianmingzi fellow Taoist is very polite, Ding, a mountain Taoist, a casual cultivator is not a senior." Lu Bei cupped his fists in return, and glanced at the compass in Tianmingzi's hand.

Ordinary goods have nothing to do with him.

That being the case, there is no need for law enforcement.

After confirming that he had arrived in Zhaoqin, Lu Bei wiped the cold sweat off his brow. The Kunlun Mountains were several times wider than he had imagined. It took him ten days to fly for the originally planned three-day journey.

People are getting numb.

"Ding has something important to do, so I won't disturb fellow Taoist's enjoyment of enjoying the sun. Take your time and see you by fate."

"Senior, wait a moment, you came from the north, can you see the signs of the birth of the magic weapon?"

"A magic weapon?!"

Lu Bei immediately became interested, stopped walking, and chatted with Tian Mingzi full of curiosity: "Fellow Taoist, waiting for an opportunity here?"

"Yes, waiting for a sword."

Tian Mingzi lamented: "The younger generation waited for 300 years, counting the 600 years of master and ancestors waiting, a full thousand years of wasted time, and did not wait for this magical weapon to appear in the world."

Lu Bei became more interested. He took out the tables and chairs, greeted Tian Mingzi to take a seat, and poured a cup of tea: "Come, moisten your throat and make your mouth water."

Tian Mingzi felt a little resentful, poured bitter water over a cup of tea, and talked about the bad fate of his own mountain gate.

"Senior doesn't know, but the younger generation belonged to the Wuliang Sword Sect. Thousands of years ago, it was also a famous and powerful force in Zhao Qin. Xiu should also be polite."

Boundless Sword Sect?

It sounds like a miscellaneous fish, or the smaller one among the miscellaneous fish.

Lu Bei made an evaluation in his heart, and said in awe: "It turns out that he is the heir of the Wuliang Sword Sect. He has heard of his name for a long time. It is really lucky to see him today."

By the way, do you Wuliang Sword Sect live in Wuliang Mountain, there is a lake in the mountain, there is a cave by the lake, and there is a life-sized figure in the cave?

"Senior was just joking. If a hero doesn't mention his bravery in the past, there is no such thing as the Wuliang Sword School. It's because this junior is being rude."

Tian Mingzi took his own tea, the more he drank it, the more bitter it became, he slapped the table and said, "If it wasn't for the Abandonment Sutra, how could the Wuliang Sword Sect be reduced to where it is today!"

"puff--"

Lu Bei took a sip of tea, and seeing that Tian Mingzi's face was covered with water, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Fellow Daoist, why did you say that, the Sutra of Abandonment in your mouth is the invincible immortal sword master?"

Has the paw of the Abandoned Sutra extended to Zhaoqin?

That's right, after all, he is invincible in his life, from east to west, from south to north, whether it's sword intent or Tao rhyme, wherever he goes, it's not surprising that he has a bad relationship in Zhaoqin.

Tian Mingzi raised his sleeve to wipe the tea on his face, staring at the white scarf in Lu Bei's hand, lost in thought.

Like many normal people, seeing Lu Bei for the first time, it was difficult to adapt for a while.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be surprised. This item was given by a close friend in the boudoir of my beloved wife's sister. Yu Ding has great significance. I can't borrow you to wipe my face."

Lu Bei put away the fragrant handkerchief, and asked, "What happened to the Abandonment Sutra? He dismantled the Wuliang Sword Sect?"

"That's not true, but he defeated several sword masters of the Wuliang Sword Sect with his immortal sword intent, and the sword heart of the elders of the mountain gate was broken. There is only one junior left."

Then you are too weak!

Lu Bei showed admiration: "You are worthy of being the master of the immortal sword, and you are worthy of the immortal sword intent. Whoever can get this sword intent must be invincible again."

After finishing speaking, he nodded again and again, and highly affirmed it from the perspective of a pure passerby.

"Immortal Sword Intent is very powerful, but my Infinite Sword Intent is not far behind. If it weren't for the ruthless Qili Jing, every sword would break the sword's heart, why did the Infinite Sword Sect fall to this point?" Tian Mingzi said bitterly, deeply Dissatisfied.

Although, he just refused to accept it!

Lu Bei: (one`'one)

The Infinity Sword Intent seems to be familiar, and I feel like I have heard it somewhere. If he, the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, remembers correctly, there is a sword in the Immortal Nine Swords called the Infinite Sword Intent, which is an unobtainable fusion material for the synthesis of the Immortal Sword Intent.

It turns out that the Sutra of Abandonment had immeasurable sword intent in Zhaoqin Bai.

If there is a sword intent, there should be a Dao rhyme. Lu Bei is ready to move. After the first suzerain, the second suzerain of the Tianjian sect will also extend its evil claws to the Wuliang sword sect.

"By the way, fellow daoist, you said you are waiting for the sword here, so could it be that there is some magical weapon that can defeat the Qilijing?" Lu Beiqi asked.

If this is the case, this artifact must be destined for him.

"Back then, several kendo masters of the Wuliang Sword Sect were defeated by the Abandonment Sutra, and among them was the younger generation's Patriarch. His sword heart was broken, and every time he picked up the sword, he suffered terribly. The way of kendo was cut off."

"Our sword cultivators are unwilling to bow their heads. The ancestor master couldn't get the sword, so he asked for the number of days. Finally, in his twilight years, he spied a glimpse of the sky. A great sword came from the north. One thought is boundless. Holding this magic weapon can not only defeat the immortal sword, It can also revive the prestige of the Wuliang Sword Sect."

Tian Mingzi made a loud voice, and when he mentioned the last words of the patriarch, he was a little dazed.

Seeing his foolish and crazy appearance, Lu Bei silently dispelled the demonic thoughts in his body, but the effect was mediocre. Tian Mingzi's madness, apart from the obsession he wished for, also had depression and a bit of resentment.