Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 473 Centennial Boy

  This step has not been taken for a long time, Taifu pondered for a moment, then fell silent.

   The exercises are perfect, and there is a great contrast between the front and back moods, so I was taken advantage of by not looking at them for a while.

   Figured out the reason, she shook her head slightly, her feet hanging in the air fell steadily, and the lotus was born step by step, and the pure white fire burned all the troubles.

   "Those who disturb my heart can't be kept, this thing... is superfluous."

   Cleared the confusion in his heart, Tai Fu was refreshed, and looked at the quiet outdoor. Is there a possibility that there is still one person here.

  …

   Taifu regained consciousness. The happiest person was Mu Jiling, and the saddest person was Zhu Xiushi. The joy came to an abrupt end in the middle, and he seriously suspected that Lu Bei and Taifu had made some unspeakable transactions.

  Lezi returns to Lezi, the front line is in a hurry, she can't tolerate any delay, and controls the Taoist temple to shrink to mustard seeds, and disappears when she moves.

   Bamboo Kamalyama.

  Multiple mountains and peaks, strange peaks are listed, steep cliffs and walls stand like barriers, the heights overlap, and the mountains are like abyss canyons.

   Bamboo Kamalan is the place where the royal family and Emperor Jizong agreed to meet.

   It stands to reason that since the two sides have abandoned their previous grievances, they should have put aside their past grievances, and their troops were very fast.

   It can be seen from this that the abandonment of former hatreds and so on is just talk. If you don’t fight against the outside world and calm down the inside first, Wu Zhou’s chariot won’t be able to run fast if it is twisted into a rope.

  Also fortunately, both the imperial family and the Emperor Jizong were surnamed Zhu, otherwise this chariot that was forcibly screwed together would have to be driven backwards, and the speed per hour would be negative.

   The cliffs and cliffs, the space ripples, and the defensive formation is as far as a hundred miles away.

   A small Taoist temple appeared in the sky, and it fell to an inconspicuous mountain peak. The ripples converged, the halo of the formation was no longer, and the mountain was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

   After a while, several cultivators in the integration period headed by Zhu Jingli arrived, and when they saw Zhu Xiushi and Taifu, they were all relieved.

  It was so torturous that it was ten days late.

   Zhu Jingli was helpless, he smiled bitterly, bowed to his grandmother Zhu Xiushi, and explained the situation of the emperor next door.

   Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian, the two great powers of the Tribulation Transcendence Period, had arrived just seven days ago, and it took three days to arrive, only to find that they were still one step early, so their faces were very bad these days.

   As for the reason why Zhu Xiushi and Taifu were late, Zhu Jingli didn't dare to say or ask, just pretended that nothing happened.

   If you are ten days late, you cannot delay any longer. The two parties will meet and the meeting will be held that night.

   On the left hand side, two futons are in front, sitting respectively Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian.

The former is slender and slender, with ink-colored clothes, with a relaxed and elegant attitude, and a slightly feminine temperament; the latter has mysterious cloud sleeves and a jade belt around his waist. He is tall and burly. .

  To sum up, the old Zhu family is a dragon and a phoenix, and their appearance is not bad.

   Behind the two of them, four futons were lined up, three of them were flush, and the other was slightly forward, only half a step behind Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian.

   Among the four, three were Lu Bei's acquaintances, Lu Zhou, Zhu Yuan, and Buzishi. Buzishi was seated half a step forward because of his status.

   The man on the last futon has a cold face like frost, his eyebrows are like fire, and his dark eyes are like two bottomless cold pools.

   Zhu mourns.

As the main force of this battle, many experts from Emperor Jizong were stationed on Zhujia Mountain, and there were also acquaintances from Lu Bei, such as Zhu Xun, the chief commander of Xianzhou, and Xia Yuechan, the chief steward. threshold.

  After half a cup of tea, Zhu Xiushi, who was smiling sweetly, arrived late. Seeing that there was nothing on the right, he waved and swept down a few futons.

   Four are at the back and three are at the front.

  Zhu Xiushi and Taifu sat down cross-legged, Lu Bei looked around, bumped a cultivator from the old Zhu family, and sat next to Zhu Jingli, just behind Zhu Xiushi.

   Before the time-travel, he hated meetings the most. After the time-travel, as long as he was not presiding over the meeting, he still hated the meeting the most, and he was invited by Zhu Xiushi to come and watch. In such a tedious process, if I don't find a mountain with many mountains to force myself to concentrate, I am afraid that it is open, and there will be a snoring sound in the serious venue.

   Zhu Xiu Shi is very good. It looks like a ridge and a peak on the side.

  The mountain of Taifu...

   is not impossible, the mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits, and Zhongling Yuxiu is also a scenic spot.

  However, this woman is too fluffy, she can't get up and down, she is arrogant, she is amazing, she is defiant when looking at people, and teasing her favorite maltose when she was a child is also regarded as air, Lu Bei will not make fun of himself.

   This is still the best place in front of you. The peaks and valleys are ups and downs.

   The cultivator in the integration period, who was pushed away by Lu Bei, was dumbfounded. After looking for it for a long time, only the last futon was left next to Zhu Xiushi. Then he looked at the eyes and nose of his colleagues, and a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down.

   The seat of the tribulation period, how could he sit, and he will not be able to walk at night in the future.

   "Sect Master Lu, this is your seat." Zhu Xiushi turned around slowly, the hem of the Taoist robe was taut, and there were sinister intentions up and down.

  Lu Bei glanced at Zhu Xiushi in amazement, secretly said that the three-year-old was plotting against himself, and after thinking about it, he got up and sat next to Zhu Xiushi.

Ningzhou Lu has a lot of vests, the abandoned disciple of Lingxiao Jianzong, the head of Yuhuamen, Ningzhou Ding, Yuezhou Lin, etc. For the time being, there are three known to everyone, Xuanyin Si Ziwei, Huangjizong Commander, Sect Master of Heavenly Sword Sect.

This time, he came to attend the meeting with the identity of Xuanyin Si Ziwei, a standard patriotic faction, no, he was a loyalist and patriotic royalist faction. He followed Zhu Xiushi's **** and hugged his long legs. Over the top in front.

   Zhu Xiushi mentioned the vest of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he could only top the front.

   The dignified Lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who abandoned the scriptures, his **** decided everything, and he had to do it if he didn't want to.

   Sit down, Lu Bei immediately saw the step master in front of him, grinned, his snow-white teeth only flashed to make the other person's face pale, remembering that stormy night, he lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

   "It turns out that this is Sect Master Lu. This elder has heard the name of the Immortal Sword Intent for a long time. When I see it today, it is also..."

Zhu Mu smiled kindly. Halfway through his words, he closed his voice without comment, and said instead: "I'm disrespectful and disrespectful, I forgive this elder for being ignorant and ignorant. I only know that entering this seat is all about transcending tribulation, but I don't know that Sect Master Lu has already passed the tribulation period. Cultivation."

  Soft nails, neither painful nor itchy, very uncomfortable.

   "It's alright, tribulation or something, I just killed one two days ago."

Lu Bei frowned, thought about it for a while, and took out a long sword: "I only know that person's surname is Ji, what is his specific name... That person died in an instant, and the sect master didn't have time to ask in detail, it may be called Ji A Bar!"

   "This sword is called Wenchong. Sect Master Lu said that the person is not Ji A, but Ji Xin of the Qiyan royal family." Zhu Xiushi explained kindly.

   "So it turns out, this sect master is still strange, how could someone call him Ji Ah? Thank you fellow Daoist for answering questions. This sect master is ignorant and ignorant."

   "Hey, isn't it Ji A, why is it Ji A again?"

   "Ah, who is Ji A, who is Ji A?"

  “…”

This side sings a harmony, the opposite Zhu Mu no longer speaks, Wen Chongjian will not cheat, the magic weapon of the tribulation period, although Lu Bei is not a tribulation period cultivator, but he has the ability to kill the tribulation period cultivator alone, no need later, now Qualified to be on an equal footing with him.

   "Zhu Miao, you also sit up and come forward."

Zhu Mu said slowly: "Sect Master Lu is a rising star, young and handsome, and a sword cultivator who only appears in a thousand years. Although you have good qualifications, you are still a lot worse than Sect Master Lu. If you have the opportunity, remember to ask Sect Master Lu for a lesson or two. ."

"Yes."

  The taciturn man moved his futon forward, looked at Lu Bei, and blocked the pacemaker behind him.

  Zhu Miao, a young and famous martial arts genius from the old Zhu family. He practiced the top ten skills in the upper palace, and he has mastered the skills.

  Ten years ago, the geniuses from all sides in the sacred land of the human race were among the best, and he won the world famous for Wu Zhou, and he was a young hero who was full of praise from the royal family.

   It is also inferred from the royal family's tribulation period that, with Zhu Miao's aptitude, he will surely pass the threshold of the tribulation period within three years, ushering in the first thunderclap on the road to immortality.

  A hundred-year-old boy sounds a bit nonsense, but that's what Xiuxian is like, a 150-year-old kendo girl who is still 150 years old.

  Old man, the hostility in your eyes is very strong!

  Lu Bei looked at Zhu Miao, not knowing that the boy in front was only a hundred years old, but he only knew that the fit period was generally of an age, even if it was senior sister Bai Jin...

   This example is not appropriate, replace it with beheading... Le Xian, the old thing is in the fusion period, hundreds of years old, and so on, Zhu Miao, who is directly opposite, is also a bad old man.

   squinted his eyes, Lu Bei was too lazy to deal with the bad old man, his eyes jumped, and he looked at Buzishi. Then, his vision was blocked, and Zhu Miao grabbed the scene and squeezed his face into the camera.

   At the beginning, Lu Bei didn't care much, he only thought that this person was trying to be competitive. After a few times, he realized that something was wrong.

  The hostility is strange, there is clearly a story!

   What specific story, Lu Bei's brain has made up a lot, but no matter in that story, he holds the full VIP diamond deluxe photo album of Buzi Shi, and he, who swears blood, plays the image of yellow hair that is not glorious.

   This is outrageous, the dignified master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the figure who carries the banner of the justice camp, how can he take Huang Mao's script!

   No, after the meeting later, I will have an interview with Buzi Shi, and I will explain this matter clearly tonight.

  Thinking about this, Lu Bei looked at Zhu Miao again, and there was a sense of contempt invisibly, and a sense of superiority emerged spontaneously, which made the latter puzzled.

  Suddenly, Zhu Miao realized, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the secret path was exactly what he wanted.

  See you in the woods tonight, who is not coming, who is the grandson!

   At the beginning of the meeting, Lu Bei and Zhu Miao stared wide-eyed and occasionally looked at Chengfeng. When asked for their opinions, they also nodded, indicating that everyone was right.

   He didn't hear a word until the meeting was over.

  …

   "What, this sect leader's army went straight into the middle to lure Qing Qian to appear during the robbery period?"

  Taoist Temple, Lu Bei pointed at himself with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was represented: "When was the decision, who made the decision, I was there at the time, why didn't I know?"

   (end of this chapter)