Xiuxian is like this

The remnant copy of the Seven Killing Xingsha Tulu is one of the few killing secrets in the Fuyao Palace. A little red glow between the eyebrows can destroy the body and cultivate it for thousands of years.

The last general outline of Jiuyao Yunyin, derived from many supernatural powers and secret methods, has the same effect as the Zangxingjue of Liluan Palace. It can observe the principles of heaven and earth at the top, and can explore all living beings at the bottom. One or two can be found.

The inheritance connection implicitly indicates that because of the reunion of the two former palace masters, the two sides learned from each other's strengths and complemented each other's weaknesses, and they achieved the feat of ascending hand in hand.

Lu Bei touched them one by one, didn't intend to practice, he beckoned, and put the general outline of Jiuyao Yunyin in Han Miaojun's hands.

"No!"

Yan Xiaoshuang raised her hand to interrupt, Lu Bei could see it, but Han Miaojun absolutely couldn't.

"There's no room for negotiation at all?"

Lu Bei raised his eyebrows, muttering that the weather was too hot, he waved his hand and unbuttoned his belt.

Yan Xiaoshuang knew that the other party was trying to scare her, but she was still afraid of the truth, she gritted her teeth and said, "In exchange for things, I also ask Palace Master Han to take out the general outline of the Zangxing Jue."

Han Miaojun doesn't care, she even sells herself with her evil side, let alone the inheritance of the mountain gate, which has been handwritten before, and it is in Lu Bei's hands.

"Take it."

Lu Bei tightened his belt, secretly thinking that it would be troublesome not to tie the dragon rope, so he took out the general outline of Zangxing Jue and handed it over.

As if they had found a treasure, the two palace lords studied hard without Lu Bei.

Tangerine outsider reappears.

……

At the foot of Fuyao Palace, a figure climbed up the steps, saw the gatekeeper disciple, and bowed in salute.

Seeing this person, the gatekeeper disciples did not dare to neglect him, and hastily led him into the main hall, where an elder came to meet him.

He is not a powerful person, just a monk in the Void Refining Realm who runs errands, but his master has a status in Wenliang—Peng Xinzhi, King of Zhenbei.

Known as King Wenliang Xiaoyan.

500 years ago, the Xiao Yan Wang was shocked when he saw Yan Xiaoshuang, and since then he has been chasing Yan Xiaoshuang hard.

The Fuyao Palace, which is indifferent to the world, can have today's prominent family wealth, and the disciples of the disciples spend a lot of money, and the King of Zhenbei has contributed a lot.

In other words, be a licking dog for 500 years.

The Hundred Flowers Festival of Wenliang State is approaching, Peng Xinzhi collects famous flowers from all over the world, and orders people to come to Shaoshi Mountain to present invitations, just for the Bomei people to smile.

Chapter 744 Oh, it's amazing

Side hall.

Yin Zhen, a cultivator in the Void Refining Realm, presented the invitation and said respectfully: "Elder Wu, the middle of next month will be the Wenliang Hundred Flowers Festival. The King of Zhenbei spent a lot of preparations in August. He gathered all the rare flowers and plants in the world, and ordered Yin to present it to you." Invitation card, to invite monks from Fuyao Palace to watch it."

The beauty in palace costume named Elder Wu was a little dumbfounded, thinking that King Zhenbei really persevered, a perseverance that is rare in the world.

But when the palace lord went out, there were already people there, and King Zhenbei might have been busy for 500 years in vain.

When the words came to his lips, Elder Wu didn't know what to say.

She secretly thought that it was unlucky, and said euphemistically: "Thank you King Zhenbei for your kindness. In the middle of next month, this elder will definitely lead his disciples to the meeting, and the prince's painstaking efforts will not be in vain."

"Elder Wu was joking. With all the fairies from Fuyao Palace coming, the Hundred Flowers Festival will be even more glorious. We should thank you." Yin Zhen waved his hands repeatedly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then...

The atmosphere was awkward.

After waiting for a long time, Yin Zhen saw that Elder Wu's eyes were watching his nose and his nose, and he seemed to be practicing in seclusion on the spot, so he had to say: "Elder Wu, to tell you the truth, before leaving, King Zhenbei also told Yin , be sure to deliver the invitation to Palace Master Yan."

"Palace Master...she..." Elder Wu hesitated.

Money offensives are effective everywhere, and the world of cultivating immortals is no exception.

Over the years, Zhenbei Wang Peng Xinzhi has often given gifts to Fuyao Palace. Although he failed to embrace the beauty, he firmly believes that persistence will surely impress Yan Xiaoshuang.

As a result, gifts are given more diligently, on ordinary days, and doubled on New Years and holidays.

Materials for cultivating immortals, secular currency, land and mines, from the primary industry to the tertiary industry, all taken care of by one person, it can be said that he supported the entire mountain gate with his own strength.

If the years are quiet, someone must carry the burden for you.

This is the reason why Fuyao Palace is clean.

Elder Wu has made a lot of money all these years, but he is merciless and caught in a dilemma.

Telling the truth is too hurtful, and not telling the truth will only add to the chaos.

I can only tell the truth!

She took a deep breath and was discouraged again. The art of speech was so feeble at this moment that she couldn't open her mouth in the face of the great injustice.

After all, the truth hurts too much.

What can she say, that the king of Zhenbei came a step late, and the palace lord led the little boy to the boudoir?

That doesn't work either, obviously King Zhenbei came first.

"Elder Wu doesn't have to be like this, the prince doesn't mean to force it, you just need to pass the invitation to Palace Master Yan." Yin Zhen smiled and handed over a Qiankun Ring.

Seeing this, Elder Wu hurriedly shirked the blame, repeatedly saying that he would not be rewarded for his merits.

Yin Zhen didn't take it seriously, and added another Qiankun ring.

Elder Wu: "..."

This time it's really not about money!

"Elder Wu?"

"This……"

Elder Wu had a complex expression on his face, he accepted the invitation helplessly, and rejected Qiankun Jie: "Little friend Yin, wait a moment, this elder will go to ask the palace master first, whether it is successful or not, I will give King Zhenbei an explanation today."

"Trouble Elder Wu."

Yin Zhen travels around all the year round, has seen a lot, and has never seen any scenes. Seeing that Elder Wu is unwilling to order the Qiankun Ring, he knows that he will not be able to complete the task today.

Fortunately, the problem is not big, and he has never succeeded before. King Zhenbei has been defeated repeatedly, and a mere failure will only make him more motivated to fight.

Thinking of this, Yin Zhen couldn't help sighing, true love meets a stone heart, it is really admirable.

If he had been chased and beaten by the King of Zhenbei, let alone 500 years, he would have followed in five hours.

……

Knock knock knock!

The boudoir door slammed softly, and the bored Lu Bei looked out the door: "The people outside the door wait a moment, the palace master hasn't changed clothes yet."

Yan Xiaoshuang's face darkened when she heard the words, and she glared at Lu Bei angrily. The sound transmission let Elder Wu enter the room.

Elder Wu walked into the room with a worried expression on his face, Yan Xiaoshuang was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and Han Miaojun was reading a book.

Elder Wu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at least it was more than ten thousand times messier than she imagined.

Before he could relax, he saw Lu Bei's back facing the wall, rustling, probably arranging his trouser belt and other clothes.

Elder Wu: ...

The palace lord really didn't treat her as an outsider, so goodbye next time, in fact, she is willing to wait a little longer.

"Don't worry about him, he's always neurotic."

Yan Xiaoshuang got up and stood up, she didn't know whether to change the subject or get straight to the point, and said: "Look at your face, why are you so flustered, but what news came from Zhaoqin?"

Elder Wu handed over the invitation: "Palace Master, it has nothing to do with Zhao Qin, but...the Hundred Flowers Festival will be coming next month."

Seeing the invitation, Yan Xiaoshuang probably understood something, shook her head and said: "My schedule is full, there is no extra arrangement, you decline this matter on my behalf."

Elder Wu nodded, and was about to leave with the invitation, when suddenly his hand was empty, and then looked to the side, Lu Bei didn't know when he would arrive, and was opening the invitation to read it.

For a moment, Elder Wu held his breath and swallowed subconsciously.

In addition, there are some small expectations.

Not much, the size of a fingertip.

"What is the Hundred Flowers Festival? Is it a parade of beauties? Wenliang can do it. Artistic accomplishment goes deep among the people, which is much better than that of Wu Zhou."

While talking about Wu Zhou, Lu Bei flipped through the invitations, and at the same time, he did not forget to think about it, and said: "Where is Palace Master Yan, are you going to be the finale, or are the flowers blooming, plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums have their own merits? Only money can make it to the list, so my suzerain will go to Zhaoqin right now, and kidnap King Xin to watch the ceremony, don’t worry, no one will let you be wronged when my suzerain suffers.”

After speaking, he frowned.

There is something wrong with this invitation!

There is a big problem!

The boudoir was silent for a while, Elder Wu buried his head deeply, Yan Xiaoshuang closed his eyes and remained silent, his complicated thoughts were mixed with some secret joy, wanting to see how the little boy would handle this matter.

Han Miaojun, who was reading with his head down, woke up with a start, feeling the low pressure in the air, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

She was leaning against the window sill with the book in her hand, with her white jade finger pointing across the air, she murmured: "The wind is so noisy today, there seems to be waves coming in the calm."

Bang!

After a long silence, Lu Bei ruthlessly threw the invitation card on the ground, his gloomy expression made Elder Wu tremble in fright, and he buried his head even deeper.

At a certain moment, there is an illusion that the wind and thunder of the world change color, and the boundless will crushes the mind and spirit.

It felt like her catastrophe had arrived ahead of schedule.

"No reason!"

"It's really deceiving!!"

Lu Bei uttered angrily, he was only ten mothers away in one breath, and only ten mothers away in one breath.

Yan Xiaoshuang still closed her eyes and said nothing, but if the corners of her mouth seemed to be raised, it showed that she was very satisfied with Lu Bei's annoyed attitude.

Lu Bei said angrily, "Peng Xinzhi, King of Zhenbei, has such a great name. Does he have any dissatisfaction with the suzerain, and deliberately chose such a bad name!"

After saying that, there was another series of sneers, a man with a handsome head on the left, and an old thief with a gray beard on the right.

The corners of Yan Xiaoshuang's upturned mouth gradually fell, and finally she returned to her expressionless face. Although there was no trace of coolness, a light frost had already formed on her feet.

Han Miaojun was not in the atmosphere. Although she hadn't read the invitation, she was quick-witted and she was a thousand-year-old Liaozhai, so she already guessed the general situation.

How could she let go of such a great opportunity, and said: "Xiaoshuang, why are you frowning, do you also think the name 'King of Zhenbei' doesn't fit?"

Yan Xiaoshuang was even angrier, and Han Miaojun saw the joke for no reason, only to feel that the little white face had never had an unprecedented look, and said in a cold voice: "Sect Master Lu, don't talk nonsense, the name of Zhenbei King was there 600 years ago, and he is known as Liang Xiaoyan King Your reputation, when he became famous, you were not there!"

"King Xiaoyan?!"

Lu Bei raised his brows, and said disdainfully: "I have beaten King Dayan, but King Xiaoyan is a fart, and he still suppresses Bei. Which Bei does he suppress?"

"North of Wenliang."

"Oh, it's amazing!"

Lu Bei let out a strange voice, curled his lips and said, "You dare to call Zhenbei even if you are lonely. I think he is clearly targeting me, and he has planned 600 years in advance for this."

Yan Xiaoshuang: "..."

Okay, what you say is what it is.

"And this invitation card, the words are obscene, the sentences are dirty, the whole text does not make sense, and the lines are full of filth, it really stains my eyes!"

Lu Bei gritted his teeth: "The old man has such a thick dough, and he actually planed food in the bowl of the suzerain. I think he is tired of working. Where is the Zhenbei Palace? I'm going to search the house."

Yan Xiaoshuang waited until she heard what she wanted to hear, but after hearing it, she became even more angry, swept her sleeves and asked Elder Wu to see off the guests.

Especially the dog in front of him, driving directly down the mountain.

Elder Wu bowed his head and remained silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Elder Wu, where is the old man who sent the invitation himself?" Lu Bei asked.

"No, the one who sent the invitation was a monk under King Zhenbei, named..."

"Tell that, Palace Master Yan is busy with double cultivation, not just the Hundred Flowers Festival, and will not be free every day in the future. When the child is a hundred days old, he will be invited to have a wedding wine."

Lu Bei swayed and said: "My suzerain strives to set the date tonight, let him prepare early, it doesn't matter if people come or not, the red envelope must be there."

Elder Wu was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a fresh and refined statement. He asked Yan Xiaoshuang with his gaze, and got the back of his head.

It's boring to ask for it, so I have to follow Lu Bei's words.

When the door was closed, Han Miaojun giggled until tears came out.