Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 495 Fishing

   "Hey, this is not bad, Lao Zhan, go, buy two pounds over here."

   "That's fine too, you go buy 10 catties, remember to ask the shopkeeper to cut it into small pieces, don't see any fat on it."

   "Speaking of you, if you are still looking at it, you have big eyes, right? If you don't go, the sect master will cut it into small pieces."

   "Money, what kind of money do you want, are you the one who lacks this money? Don't think that this sect master doesn't know, your kid is usually greedy, killing you one can enrich the Heavenly Sword Sect for a hundred years."

   "Who told you to put it in the ring, don't put it, either carry it, carry it, or buy a cart."

   At the market, Lu Bei saw everything was fresh, and found local specialties with Xuanlong characteristics, processed products or semi-finished products with Yaozu as raw materials.

  From the daily necessities of ordinary people, such as food, clothing, housing, and other daily necessities, to the materials needed by monks for alchemy and alchemy, there are all kinds of things.

  According to the store owner, the raw materials are all from the front line, 100% pure and natural, born in heaven and earth and raised in nature.

But in fact, the raw materials such as the flesh and skin of the monsters, the fangs sharpened into daggers, and the skulls used to cast spells are all sourced from the surrounding mountain gates. They can be checked in black and white by the official Xuanlong, and none of the poultry and livestock allowed to circulate in the market are wild. .

   There are no free-range ones.

   The store owner insists that the goods come from the front line, and the transportation is not easy, so the price is high. In fact, they are not wrong. After all, when they make semi-finished products, they do pull out of the city and slip around.

  The front line is just outside the city, so there is nothing wrong with the higher price.

Whether it is expensive or not, Lu Bei doesn't care, anyway, the wool doesn't come on him, so if he sees a novelty, he will wave his hand and let Zhan Lexian buy it.

  Zhan Lexian dared to be angry and did not dare to speak out, as long as Lu Bei didn't care about his daughter, he would spend as much as he could. He didn't pay for the money either. Before coming here, he exchanged Xuanlong currency on the black market, and used the public account to calculate the expenses of the team building.

   Half an hour later, Zhan Lexian, the nine-sword elder of the Tianjian Sect, pushed a wheelbarrow with two cloth bags on his shoulders, and walked in the front with a blank expression.

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  Lu Bei snickered secretly, Zhan Hongqu on the side was unhappy, and while Mu Lichen was not paying attention, he raised his hand and pinched Lu Bei's arm several times.

   is too much, that is her father, and he is still beheading one by one, is there such a person who kills people?

   Seeing that the little secretary and the bodyguard were angry, Lu Bei decided to comfort him. While Zhan Lexian was not paying attention, he pressed Zhan Hongqu's little hand and drew circles in the palm of his hand.

  Dog men and women were flirting and flirting, the old father was pushing the cart in front, Mu Lichen was speechless for a while, and at the same time he secretly said that he was filial.

   He didn't see it, he didn't want to see the mess between the juniors.

  Speaking of which, in the entire Tianjian Sect, the person who knows Lu Bei's private life the most is Mu Lichen, and there is no him, just because there is a disciple named Lin Buyan.

   Sect Master Lu, Sect Leader Hei Lin spared no effort, and when he caught an opportunity, he was very aggressive.

  Sect Leader Lin is better, gentleman Qianqian won't spread rumors behind his back, just tell the truth and it's over.

   In the air, a wave of spiritual energy fluctuated, mist rose up, the bustling streets became less noisy, the passing pedestrians were gray-white and transparent, and the four Lu Bei were stripped out, outside the independent world.

At the moment when the spiritual energy was abnormal, Mu Lichen noticed it, and stepped in front of Lu Bei, Zhan Lexian also frowned, put away the burden, and retreated to Mu Lichen's side.

In front of   , a white-haired man stepped forward with a folding fan in his hand. He clasped his fists with both hands and said with a smile, "Xuanlong Zhao Wuxie, Sect Master Lu, stay safe."

   "It turned out to be Brother Zhao, you are polite."

  Lu Bei clasped his fists in response, and said in surprise, "I know Xuanlong is well-informed, but I didn't expect that Brother Zhao would come to greet him, and he was so polite that I was flattered."

   "Sect Master Lu is joking. What kind of person are you? If you change someone else, I'm afraid I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

The two exchanged a few words in business, Zhao Wuxie raised his hand to ask, and opened a path in the dense fog: "If a friend comes from afar, as the host, I naturally have to receive it well, prepare a small banquet, and invite Sect Master Lu. Don't give up."

   "How embarrassing this is, it's too polite."

   At the end of the fog, the sound of water is roaring.

  The painting boat is undulating up and down on the big river, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers in the distance, winding and twisting, and I don’t know where to go downstream.

  Lu Bei stepped on the painting boat and arrived at the banquet hall with Zhao Wuxie, only to feel that everything was stable and the water outside was deafening, but the boat was not bumpy or noisy at all.

  The banquet hall is magnificent, and there is a picture of the rising sun rising in the east to welcome guests. The clouds are floating, the clouds and water are flowing in the painting, and every plant and tree is full of aura.

In front of   , there are several square low tables, and there are also beautiful maids sitting there. Behind the left and right screens, the qinse and pipa are hazy, and the graceful posture is either standing or sitting, vaguely making people want to have a glimpse of the real face.

   A few people took their seats, Zhao Wuxie sat beside Lu Bei, smiled and asked Mu Lichen and his three names, including Zhan Hongqu, all of them had long admired their names.

   "Sect Master Lu, in a poor place in Xuanlong, there is nothing that you can get your hands on. This pot of Sangqiong is brewed by the younger brother, and it is specially entertained to make friends. You can taste the first-grade wine." Zhao Wuxie raised his glass and said.

   "Ah this..."

Lu Bei looked embarrassed, looked at the blood-red wine in the glass, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "Brother Zhao is late. Some time ago, the sect master made up his mind and vowed to give up drinking. Although this wine is beautiful, I have nothing to do with it. Good luck."

"Pity."

   "Who said no."

  Lu Bei sighed and shook his head. A certain Lu from Ningzhou kept his promises. He said that he was inseparable with gambling and poisoning wine, and he was inseparable with gambling and poisoning wine. Even if he lost Zhao Wuxie's face, he would still not drink a drop of alcohol today.

   "It's okay, although there is no fine wine, there are also fresh rivers."

  Zhao Wuxie clapped his hands, and another group of beautiful women walked out slowly. The clothes outlined a good figure. When the food was served, the fragrance was blowing on the face, and the eyes were white and greasy.

  Lubei: (One`)

   As expected of the white hair of the Zhao family in Xuanlong, the person is really accurate. Next, did you arrange to sing and take a bath?

Reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, seeing Zhao Wuxie being polite to the guests, mainly because of his boldness and boldness, Lu Bei no longer refuses, pick up the chopsticks... No need for him to do it, one of the maids on the left and right holds the chopsticks and the other holds the hand, and peels off the fish and sends it to Lubei's mouth.

  The black long chopsticks with green onion jade fingers have an excellent visual impact, and it is very difficult to swallow.

  Besides, Mu Lichen and the three refused to serve the maid, and at the same time, they also refused delicious food and wine. Zhan Lexian also took the opportunity to give Zhan Hongqu a look, making the silly girl open her eyes and see the true colors of some people clearly.

  Zhan Lexian: What am I saying, this kid's reputation for not being close to women has spread to Xuanlong, and you still treat him as a treasure.

  Zhan Hongqu: What is that kid, he is the suzerain, his father is so arrogant, and it is spread out, it is time for the suzerain to wear small shoes.

  Zhan Lexian: Who is it, I haven't told outsiders.

  Zhan Hongqu: Me!

  Zhan Lexian:…

   Before he left, his elbows turned outwards, Zhan Lexian deplored the small padded jacket leaking air, and sullenly picked up the drink in front of him.

   After drinking it, he immediately realized that something was wrong. The drink was scorching hot and lustful magma, with endless stamina. It burned his chest and abdomen with heat, and he ran the exercises to remove the heat, and the spiritual energy that penetrated the heart and spleen was suddenly born.

  Good wine!

  Zhan Lexian nodded secretly, condensing the red wine in the glass, if he guessed correctly, the raw material of this wine is the blood of the demon clan.

   is very sturdy and has the characteristics of Xuanlong.

   On the other side, Zhao Wuxie saw that Lu Bei and others refused to accompany the maid, mainly because Lu Bei was hypocritical for a while and reluctantly refused, and waved his hand to let the group leave.

  As it should be, he didn't expect these women to be able to deceive the bloodline of the Immortal Sword Master.

  That’s it, it’s time for the main course.

   "Sect Master Lu, he arrived in Xuanlong not far away, and he didn't say anything in advance, which made the younger brother prepare in a hurry, which is really shameful." Zhao Wuxie blamed.

"Brother Zhao has been thinking too much. For a trip that says to go, this sect master also made up his mind, and went back after a walk." Lu Bei picked up the fish, and the aura in the entrance was quite delicious: "Good Jiang Xian, only this one. A fish, even if you can't prepare in a hurry."

   "Where, my brother caught it casually."

  “…”

  Lu Bei was silent and took his seat, feeling that the fish in his mouth was not fragrant all of a sudden.

   In other words, Senior Brother Lin Yu is not here, otherwise the table will be lifted today.

   "Sect Master Lu?"

   "Sorry, I lost my mind, I heard Brother Zhao mention fishing, this suzerain is itchy for a while..."

   "By chance, there is a fishing rod on the boat."

  “…”

  Lu Bei bowed his head and ate the fish, complaining that there were so many thorns.

   Zhao Wuxie was quite puzzled by what he liked, not knowing what he said wrong, offending Lu Bei's taboo, after thinking about it, he could only go fishing.

   Could it be that the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect is addicted to vegetables and likes to fish, but he can't even catch a single one?

  No way, isn't it enough to fish with hands?

There was silence in the arena, only the melodious melody remained unabated, Zhao Wuxie took the initiative to speak: "Sect Master Lu, Xuanlong has a vast land, and there are countless famous mountains and rivers. There is something to like about this trip. I am an idler, and I would like to give it to Sect Master Lu. Be a guide and make sure you come back happy."

   "Brother Zhao has something to say directly, you don't need to hide it. The sect master is straight and doesn't have so many twists and turns."

Lu Bei put down his chopsticks and readily answered Zhao Wuxie's doubts: "I came to Xuanlong this time because of the lack of ideas behind closed doors, and I wanted to learn about the brilliant methods of monk Xuanlong. First, it opened my eyes, and second, I am ashamed to say it. It's itchy, the last time I had a good discussion with Jianxie Dugu, I still want to compete with him again."

"I see."

Zhao Wuxie nodded with a smile, closed the folding fan and patted it in the palm of his hand: "For Dugu, if possible, my younger brother will definitely arrange a match for Sect Master Lu, but... Sect Master Lu, don't hold out too much hope, this match will probably fail. "

   "Why, Dugu was killed by a monster?"

   "That's not true. Dugu has been defeated by Sect Master Lu in a row, and he is unhappy all day long. He went abroad to find the bad luck of the demon clan. There is no news of him for several days."

   "What about Baijianmen, are there any powerful swordsmen at the gate where Dugu is located?"

   "In front of Sect Master Lu, there is no such thing as a powerful sword cultivator. My younger brother can introduce it on your behalf and introduce a few mediocre swordsmen to make Sect Master Lu enjoy himself."

   While chatting between the two of them, the qinse and ming suddenly melodiously melodious, and you can watch the gurgling stream in your eyes, and you can hear the chirping of birds and flowers when you meditate.

   Two rows of eight dancers fluttered with their sleeves flying, supporting the willows, dancing with colorful clothes with infinite style, dancing with the slowly playing music, like a scroll of autumn water unfolding, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

  The painting has a master and a second. The eight dancers have bright eyes and white teeth, and all of them are extraordinary in appearance. At this moment, they are like green leaves against the red-robed dancer in the center.

   Yingying Sujin, infinitely quiet.

   His makeup is washed all the time, the Chu Palace's slender waist can be grasped, and the skin is flawless. He holds a jasper pipa lightly in his arms, and the slender jade fingers move, rendering the bright moon rising into the sky, stunned by the misty water mist.

  Lubei: (One`One)

   What a beautiful white hair, it turns out that Qin Fangtian is serious, and the Zhao family in Xuanlong is really jealous of him.

   (end of this chapter)