Cultivation Is Like This

  Chapter 710 If you and others turn your back and disarm, and surrender with courtesy, you will not lose your position as a feudal lord

  Lu Bei took two steps back, glanced at the empty plaque, and confirmed that he was not on the Sanqing Peak, and then walked into the dilapidated Taoist temple.

   As he expected, there was an old tree in the backyard, which was just right for Tianmingzi's urn.

   In addition, there is an ancient well that is standard in Taoist temples.

  Lu Bei has discovered the depth, unfortunately, it failed to trigger the sideline plot, a very serious well, did not seal the peerless old demon, nor imprisoned the empress for thousands of years.

   He waved his hand and put down the small box, stepped on the ground to stir up the waves, and waited for Tianmingzi to sink into the ground, and his body slowly rose up.

  The mysterious state came back, and the great net of spiritual sense extended out. He was about to try the magical powers such as vertical golden light and spiritual transmission. Suddenly, he saw the evil spirits in the distance, and a team of black clothes rushed towards Xiaoqianshan.

   Lu Bei, who was in a hurry, was not interested in mixing in the grievances and grievances of Zhaoqin rivers and lakes.

   Before the black clothes arrived, Xiao Qianshan took the lead in chaos.

A few white-clothed figures flew into the air, and the woman in the lead stared into the distance and said gloomily, "The thieves from Qin Tianjian came so quickly, two junior brothers, you two go to set up a formation to block, me and a few palms from Xiaoqianshan. You can go after the door is negotiated.”

   Having said that, the woman knew very well in her heart that the Qin Tianjian was cold-blooded and ruthless, leaving no human or animal wherever she went.

   "Quickly recruit monks from various families, life and death are only at the end of the day, and it can't be delayed any longer."

  The woman is like a fairy, her hair is like a waterfall, her face is pure and elegant, a little red lips adorn her pink face, and she looks like a pink peach petal, she is a beauty that makes people shine.

   Lu Bei's eyes lit up, and he scratched his head in surprise, feeling that the world is really small, and he can meet acquaintances wherever he goes.

   "Sister Shao..."

"Why is she here?"

   "That's right, she was originally a cultivator of Zhaoqin."

The two figures in white went to block the enemy outside Xiaoqianshan, Chang Qingyu descended to the summit hall, and faced more than a dozen sect masters and spectators, and said in a condensed voice: "Seniors, the minions of King Yan have arrived, and Xiaoqianshan is no longer the same. Xanadu, when the sky is falling, if you still hold the idea of ​​staying out of the matter, it will only lead to the disaster of death."

   "Fairy Chang's words are reasonable, and I don't know it, but King Yan has all the power in the world, and Qin Tianjian has recruited countless powerful immortals. How can we resist his will?"

   A sect master said with a wry smile, his voice fell, and there were many people who helped.

   Among them, there is no lack of yin and yang strangeness, and the reason for the arrival of Qin Tianjian is vaguely stated.

  Xiaoqian's landscape is too shallow to entertain himself, and he can't attract the eagles and dogs under the crotch of King Yan. Today's disaster comes because of Chang Qingyu. As long as Chang Qingyu leaves, Qin Tianjian will also leave.

   "Sect Master Liu, Pingxin Taoism was also a big force in the past. Just because he was close to the royal family, he was suppressed by King Yan under the pretext. Now that he settled in Xiaoqianshan, even his temperament has been smoothed out?"

   "There is also Fei Guanzhu, five hundred years ago, you Shenquan Guan..."

   "Wuxin Daoist, in the past Shaoyan Mountain Villa was a big shock..."

  Chang Qingyu counted them one by one, and said loudly: "Especially the Infinite Sword Sect, King Yan used the hand of the royal family to expel you and others from Zhaoqin. Although a thousand years is a long time, it has really wiped out your bloodliness?"

   The voice fell, but no one answered. He clenched his fist and coughed lightly to remind him: "Fairy Chang, the Boundless Sword Sect is dead, and the last disciple, Tian Mingzi, is stupid and has not been seen for many years."

  Chang Qingyu's eyelids twitched, and he felt that he had come to the wrong place. The group of waste wood on Xiaoqianshan had long since lost the arrogance of the mountain gate seniors.

   Expecting this group of people to rise up, it is better to expect King Yan himself to catch a cold and die suddenly on a dark and windy night for a month.

   "Who said the Infinite Sword Sect is dead, am I still alive!"

   Outside the courtyard wall, a phantom voice came, and the whereabouts were uncertain. Several heads of the sect searched for the sound, but they could not find where the speaker was hiding.

   Xiaoqianshan also has masters!

  Chang Qingyu's eyes lit up, and she knew that the thin dead camel was bigger than the horse, and there must be some talented people in the poor households gathered on Xiaoqianshan.

"Hey!"

  Lu Bei hummed over the wall, patted the dust on his hands, skillfully raised the long hair in front of him, and said, feeling good about himself: "The Infinite Sword Sect Tianmingzi is here, who says my sword sect is dead?"

   At this time, Lu Bei changed into the appearance of Tianmingzi. After landing, no one confronted the big tree. Seeing his angry appearance, if the tree does not give an explanation today, he will definitely draw his sword to seek justice.

   "Fairy Chang, this fellow Daoist is Tianmingzi of the Infinite Sword Sect. You have seen it, and you are basically dead." Someone in the head group reminded him kindly.

  Chang Qingyu's eyelids jumped wildly, and she took a deep breath: "Sect Masters, the scouts from the Qintian Superintendent have arrived, and the army will arrive soon. If you hesitate any more, don't think about leaving in the future."

  “…”xN

  Everyone was silent. King Yan was extremely arrogant and conceited to the extreme. It would be better for him to lose the world than the world.

   I didn’t want to die, so I could only break it into pieces and leave with Chang Qingyu.

  But after he left, he was listed on King Yan's kill list, but he still ended up dead.

   "Seniors, what you are thinking, this junior already understands, we will talk about the future later. For now, think about life first!" Chang Qingyu sighed and stopped insisting.

   Zhaoqin has not been peaceful for the past few hundred years, no, the past thousand years.

  Not only Zhaoqin, but also any country or power, with the accumulation of time, the alternation and iteration of power will inevitably fight openly and secretly.

   Zhaoqin was unfortunate. King Yan was in control of the government, not the emperor but also the emperor. One person overwhelmed the world. Anyone who refused to obey was executed. Countless cultivators in Zhaoqin shivered in front of him.

Zhaoqin is also lucky. King Yan is unparalleled in talent and talent, whether it is in practice or governing the country. He is so excellent that no one can compare to the entire Jiang family. great power status.

  Some time ago, King Yan wanted to abolish the reserve, the Jiang family couldn't bear it anymore, the backlog of thousands of years of contradictions ignited, and the moment of the explosion burned all over Zhaoqin.

   This battle does not want to develop into a civil strife, and can only be resolved quickly.

   Both parties have this plan.

  Chang Qingyu was instructed to arrive in Nancheng, summoned people of insight to gather righteousness, and resisted the rebellious King Yan. He noticed that Xiaoqianshan was hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

   It's better to meet each other than to be famous, and I'm disappointed.

   "What about you, did you just say that my Infinite Sword Sect was dead, and you thought you could fool my eyes by pretending to be a tree and not talking?"

  Lu Bei raised his foot and kicked it out, snapped it off, and snorted coldly: "But I thought it was so powerful. Today's small punishment, please forgive me for not being rude."

  Chang Qingyu: "…"

  The Infinite Sword Sect, which was famous all over the world in the past, really died.

  …

   After a cup of tea, nearly a thousand people gathered.

   Not to mention dragging his family and bringing his mouth, but his wife and children are also on the hot kang head, and they all carry them on their backs.

   Even more, such as Tian Mingzi of the Infinite Sword Sect, when he heard that he had left his hometown, he almost digged the well in the backyard.

   In the field, Wu was in a crowd, and the cultivation bases were mixed. There was a lot of noise. Hearing Chang Qingyu and several other monks in white, the brains were buzzing.

   "If you want me to tell me, Qin Tianjian has bullied them to the door. With so many of us, it's better to fight to the death."

   "Pretty!"

   "That's right, you have to hold a back when you're dying. A certain grandfather died at the hands of Qin Tianjian, and a certain and them have an undeniable revenge, and you have to hold a back when you die."

   "Pretty!"

  “…

  The more people there are, the more opinions there are. The rabble has no self-awareness of miscellaneous soldiers at all. The per capita life and death are more reckless than the heads of the various families.

   But everyone who understands understands that, when it comes to fighting, these arrogant ones run the fastest.

Chang Qingyu didn't want to talk nonsense with Zayu, so he greeted the heads of the sects, used their own magical means, and led the elites of the mountain sect to evacuate from the stronghold. The remaining disciples were broken into pieces and scattered all over the Nancheng country. Come out in a year and a half.

  The discussion was over, and the rabble dispersed after hearing the wind. Chang Qingyu watched the ant nest disperse with a bewildered expression. Several leaders regarded themselves as trash fish, and disappeared into the mountains along with the army that had been broken into pieces.

   With these leaders taking the lead, the elites who were supposed to stay learned the way of cowardice on the spot, and they all ran away without a trace.

   It is like the warrior who had a grudge against Qin Tianjian for killing his grandfather, suddenly remembered that he had no children, and decided to go back to his hometown to marry a wife and have children, and then go on a crusade against King Yan a year later.

   Soon, there were few standing alone figures in the field, and when the wind blew, they ran around again.

  Lu Bei looked left and right, thinking about leaving, he didn't need to stay, he turned his head and ran down the mountain.

   After watching it lively, it's time for the wind to scream.

   "Supervisor Qin Tian works, whoever dares to leave, leave it to this officer!"

  A figure fell to the ground, raising a big wave of dust.

  Lu Bei looked up at the sky, hummed twice, and no one retreated behind Chang Qingyu.

  There are so many people who don't stop him, but the only one who blocks his way, must be handsome again.

  The visitor has a white face and no beard, wearing black clothes and brocade robes.

   He Yuluo, Qin Tianjian seven killing orders.

   King Yan was a scholar in his early years, elegant and easy-going, a modest gentleman, and proficient in medicine. Later, he found that studying medicine could not save Zhaoqin, so he abandoned his pen to cultivate immortals.

   With this past, the soldiers under his command are not much different in appearance.

He Yuluo ignored the fleeing rabble, and compared the faces of several white-clothed people, he took out the arrest list and turned it over: "It turned out to be the eldest lady of Hengxueliu Shenchang's family, tsk tsk, all of them are from famous families. Come down with courtesy, without losing the title of feudal lord, the country is safe and the people are happy, isn’t it beautiful!”

  Chang Qingyu didn't say a word, the sword in his hand was full of sword intent.

   The sky was raining, and the hissing cool wind was interspersed with the rain, and the sword force of Peiran suddenly filled the sky and the earth.

  The invisible sword force swept through, provoking a great formation of protecting the mountain from Xiaoqianshan, a hazy mist swept the entire mountain, and the trees were covered with white mist, and the five fingers could not be seen for a moment.

   He Yuluo showed disdain on his face, the black wave came from far to near, clusters of demonic thoughts came like shadows, the pitch-black claws rose into the sky, and the shadow that covered the sky slowly pressed down towards Xiaoqianshan.

   "Not one left!"

   (end of this chapter)