This is what cultivating immortals is like

Wenliang.

Northwest Road, Zhenbei Wangfu.

The mansion covers an area of ​​thousands of acres and has various features.

There are high platforms and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and interlaced brackets, making it look magnificent;

There are towering green pines, numerous rockeries, and dense forests and bamboos on both sides of the green brick path, transforming the aura of heaven and earth, gathering tranquility and reaching far away, giving it a quaint and elegant beauty.

Outside the palace, there is a constant flow of people on the straight road, but no matter who passes by this mansion, they will subconsciously lower their voices and leave quickly.

Peng Xinzhi, the king of Zhenbei, has the reputation of King Xiaoyan and is quite prestigious in Wenliang.

The reason why Peng Xinzhi is called King Xiaoyan is because his story of starting up is very similar to Jiang Suxin. They both studied first and then cultivated immortality, making great contributions to their country.

The difference is that no one can match Jiang Suxin's achievements. Her talents, qualifications, understanding, and methods of governing the country are all beyond the reach of those who come after her.

Peng Xinzhi did not control the whole of Wenliang, but only Beidi. He could be regarded as a low-profile version of Jiang Suxin.

He is also very self-aware. Every time he is called 'King Xiaoyan', he waves his hands repeatedly and replies with a word of fear.

At least that's the surface.

In addition to his outstanding qualifications for cultivating immortals, Peng Xinzhi, as a prince who guards the North, is also good at making money.

In addition, there are groups of wives and concubines, and five generations live under the same roof, working hard for the development of the clan.

Because he has lived a long time, he has given away three princesses, not to mention the dozen or so charming concubines, and he is still single at the moment.

In the eyes of outsiders, the King of Zhenbei has strength, status, great wealth, and is surrounded by beauties. He is a sure winner in life.

But in Peng Xinzhi's own opinion, the so-called beauty surrounding him was all fake. The marriage was just a formality, a hasty affair with no feelings at all. Outsiders simply couldn't understand his loneliness and emptiness.

Fortunately, God opened his eyes and allowed him to find the love of his life, so he would not be lonely all his life, sharing the same bed with him every night.

The trouble is, he doesn't like the woman who likes him, and the woman he likes doesn't like him.

For five hundred years, he could not move the other party's Taoist heart.

This time at the Wenliang Hundred Flowers Festival, he made great efforts, confident that as long as Yan Xiaoshuang was present, he would be moved by his sincerity.

Stable!

Yin Zhen walked into the palace in a hurry, asked where Peng Xinzhi was, and quickened his pace to the small bamboo forest building in front of him.

The gurgling spring water and the exquisitely carved buildings embellish the beauty of the landscape and gardens. The perfect combination of the two makes people applaud.

Yin Zhen was not in the mood to appreciate it. When he saw the middle-aged man in front of him, he bowed and said, "I have met the prince."

The man wears a green shirt and long robe, has a slender figure, and a beautiful jade hanging from his golden belt. There is a breathtaking Linyuan aura in his elegance.

"Taoist Master Yin, why are you so polite? Hurry up and take a seat." Peng Xinzhi warmly invited him and handed him a cup of spiritual tea. He couldn't wait to hear the good news.

My lord, you have no idea at all!

As a retainer recruited by the Prince of Zhenbei, Yin Zhen relied entirely on Peng Xinzhi to support his cultivation. He smiled bitterly and said, "I want the prince to know that Yin was unable to build anything during this trip."

"But the invitation was never delivered?"

"I handed it over, but..."

Yin Zhen stammered and told the saddest ending in the most tactful tone.

In a nutshell, the woman you like has a man and even a child.

Click!

The tea cup shattered, Yin Zhen held his breath, and you could hear the needle drop in the small building.

Peng Xinzhi's eyes were blank, and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak. But soon, this surprise turned into suspicion, and then completely disbelief.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He swept his sleeves away and said with a big smile: "Taoist Master Yin, don't talk nonsense. Palace Master Yan is pure and pure. He has noble ambitions. He is devoted to the Tao and has no love for his children. Where can we have a Taoist couple! This is absolutely not possible, it is impossible!" !”

After saying that, Peng Xinzhi stopped laughing and shook his head repeatedly.

Since five hundred years ago, he has been paying special attention to Yan Xiaoshuang and is very sure that there are no wild bees, butterflies, or annoying flies around the palace master.

Moreover, since the day he confessed his love, no one dared to hang out in front of Yan Xiaoshuang.

There is not even a knowledgeable person. When a child talks about it, it is simply nonsense.

In short, it is impossible!

"Your Majesty, how dare Yin lie to you? That person is in Fu Yao Palace right now, and all the elders know about it."

"..."

Peng Xinzhi's eyelids twitched, yes, Yin Zhen wouldn't dare to lie to him on this matter even if he had the guts, so...

Still impossible!

Yin Zhen was helpless. Peng Xinzhi didn't want to accept it. He didn't dare to persuade him anymore, for fear that he would make mistakes if he said too much and his body couldn't bear it.

After a long time, Peng Xinzhi endured the heartache and whispered: "Does everyone in Fuyao Palace know about this matter?"

"According to Elder Wu, it was Palace Master Yan who admitted it herself. There was also an invitation, and Palace Master Yan also returned it. She said..."

Yin Zhen pursed his lips and said dryly: "I said I was afraid of misunderstanding, and I also said that there is no grass anywhere in the world."

By the end of the conversation, the sound of mosquitoes was too low to be heard.

"Have you found out who that person is?"

"It is said that he is the leader of Tianjian Sect, his name is Lu Bei..."

Yin Zhen started talking hurriedly. The information was kindly provided by Elder Wu. He only mentioned the sect and the name of the sect, and then described the handsome, defiant, arrogant and arrogant disciples from the sect of Fuyao Palace.

The female disciples didn't know that the sect leader had a love interest. They only knew that Lu Bei was particularly arrogant when he went up the mountain, with a sense of power written all over his nostrils.

Especially those thieving eyes, how could they be unruly?

As soon as he heard this, Peng Xinzhi, who had been expressionless just now, immediately became angry and slapped the tables in front of him with a bang: "Palace Master Yan must have been deceived by a treacherous villain, so that he got it... that he got it..."

Peng Xinzhi couldn't say what he had. He was spinning on the spot with red eyes, arrogance rolling around his body, and the mana craze overflowed the room, forcing Yin Zhen to crawl on the ground. He fainted and woke up several times.

"No, the palace master was harmed by a traitor, how can I, the king, just sit idly by and watch!"

"Tianjian Sect Lu Bei, you are so good. I want to see how powerful your sharp tongue is, how you can deceive Palace Master Yan..."

Peng Xinzhi took one step forward, picked up Yin Zhen who had passed out, and disappeared into the void with murderous intent, heading straight for Fu Yao Palace.

Yan Xiaoshuang's innocence was compromised by the villain. It was because of his poor care. The main responsibility lies with him. After he exposes the villain's face, if Yan Xiaoshuang does not give up, he will raise the child.

Thinking of this, Peng Xinzhi's heart bleeds.

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[You came into contact with [Heavenly Book·Fragmentary Scroll], did you spend 30,000 skill points to learn it? ]

In the palace master's boudoir, the two palace masters, one smiling happily and the other glumly, lowered their heads to study the secret method of the book in their hands.

Lu Bei sat cross-legged on the ground, with nothing to do, and decided to activate his qualifications.

The wordless Heavenly Book picked up from Jiang Suxin's study is a handwritten copy, not a fragment of the original Heavenly Book, so don't even think about the experience reward of one billion.

Lu Bei didn't mind it either. If you have the strength, you don't have to worry about earning experience. It's only one billion. When you return to Wuzhou, you can take a trip to the Sea of ​​Mist and borrow some from fellows in Xianfu Continent, and you can make up for the debt.

"study."

Thirty thousand skill points hit Lu Bei's ears, and the sky was turned upside down, and the situation changed.

In chaos, black and white are disordered, and the world returns to its most primitive state.

In this vast chaos, earth, fire, water, and wind reappeared in heaven and earth, over and over again, and cycled several times, until a simple character suppressed the new world that was about to be broken.

day.

"day?!"

Where did the day come from? Isn’t it gossip? Why is there a new trick this time?

Lu Bei's head was full of questions. He was so shocked that he subconsciously opened his eyes and withdrew from the mysterious realm of understanding the rules of heaven and earth.

Yan Xiaoshuang frowned and glared away, angry that Lu Bei was full of filthy words and insisted on disturbing people's peace.

Before she could say anything, Lu Bei let out a strange scream, beat his chest and beat his feet in frustration, and after all his nerves were exhausted, he hurriedly fell into meditation, trying to be as honest as he wanted.

Yan Xiaoshuang didn't understand and looked at Han Miaojun with a frown, asking for an explanation.

"Leave him alone, that's what a dead ghost is. The more you pay attention to him, the more energetic he will become. Just leave him alone for a while." Han Miaojun said without raising his head.

Yan Xiaoshuang: "..."

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether a dog bit a person or a person was walking the dog.

On the other side, Lu Bei continued to reach the mysterious realm, the Japanese characters were burned away, and the stone tablets of the collapsed new world stood with broken inscriptions written on them.

These stone tablets that record the rules of heaven are broken because the heavenly books are broken, the divine will is no longer there, the stored information is fragmented, and there is no decent magical power at all.

Lu Bei watched quietly, looking for the smallest fish that could slip through the net in this world that only he could see.

The Japanese characters reappeared. With quick eyes and quick hands, he raised his hand and touched it.

Rumble————

In the small world, the newly arrived Japanese characters are rejected by the two gossip parties, Zhen and Xun. They cannot integrate into it and guard their own corner alone.

Lu Bei raised his head to admire the sun, and a serious question came to his mind.

Is this a serious day?

Having experience in Om-type development of Zhen characters, he knows how outrageous the characters recorded in the Heavenly Book are and how many gestures they have. They cannot be measured by common sense. The rules are as big as the heart. Only you dare not think about it. Without the Heavenly Book, there is no way. Dare to deliver.

so……

Lu Bei waved his hand and swept away. In the small world, the virtual and vast sun shone and heated up, approaching reality. Like the walking thunder and the ubiquitous wind, it first took shape in the small world.

"There are more than eight fragments of the Book of Heaven."

"With the sun, there are the moon, stars, and stars..."

"I'm afraid the task of reorganizing the Heavenly Book will come to nothing."

Lu Bei bathed in the sunshine and was delighted to learn about his new magical power. He quickly cheered up. With his mind wandering, he thought that the serious day would come, and the unserious ones should also come online.

Soon he was dumbfounded.

The serious use of the character ‘日’ can derive fire, heat, light, brightness, and yang, and if you are bold, the past and future are also covered.

But how can the informal usage be realized and increase endurance?

It sounds a bit unreliable!

"day!"

Lu Bei complained loudly, opened his eyes and thought hard. One person was short-witted, and the three were wise. He curiously asked Xiang Yan Xiaoshuang: "Palace Master Yan, what do you think the meaning of the word "日" is?"

Yan Xiaoshuang snorted coldly, followed Han Miaojun's explanation, turned around and left Lu Bei aside.

"Sect Master Lu, I have a solution." Han Miaojun said sweetly. When Lu Bei looked at him, he bit his red lips with his teeth, and his iceberg face was filled with mist.

"Dirty!"

Lu Bei looked disgusted and lowered his head to think about it for himself.

Han Miaojun: "..."

This time, it was Yan Xiaoshuang's turn to have fun.

…

In the void, three figures walked.

Two living people and one paper figurine.