Cultivation Is Like This

  Chapter 133 Be a famous and decent person, talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality

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  Lu Beiren lay down and flew in mid-air, lamenting the bad luck today, and his face was full of joy.

   It is true that although he succeeded in getting back the treasure left by Mo Buxiu, he still succeeded in putting the blame on in his busy schedule, avoiding the trouble of the emperor's forcible fate.

Can……

   Millions of experience can only be seen but not earned, and the feeling of grief is comparable to encountering leeks that cannot be cut.

   "Speaking of leeks, you have to find a way to stop losses from them..."

  Lu Bei touched his chin and considered implementing a membership system in Yuhuamen. Players can apply for membership cards and enjoy points checkout discounts. All the treatments are in line with the disciples of the outer door.

  Not only that, the first consumption, the hundredth consumption, the thousandth...and so on, you can get a mysterious gift pack.

   History has proved that this method of making money is very tricky, but what kind of characters are players, they don’t care about being tricked, they like mystery.

   "Neither, the current players don't have spare money, and it's boring to earn coins. After two versions, when they develop and can buy the mountain gate to create a sect, it will not be too late to promote the membership system."

   "Like a blind box, it's not profitable to launch it now..."

   After thinking about several plans, Lu Bei found that the current players are almost useless except for alchemy, let alone stop losses for him.

   "Forget it, life is like an electrocardiogram, and it ends when everything goes smoothly."

Lu Bei sighed and comforted himself: "This time, I will suffer a little loss, I will lose a few million experience, and I will find a way to get it back from Emperor Jizong... Hey, saying this Lin Fengxian, shouldn't it be Dashengguan? Is Lin in charge?"

  Lu Bei vaguely remembered that when he was still living in Dashengguan, he had heard of this steward Lin, because his level was too low to be in contact with him at all, so he didn't take it to heart.

  Thinking about it now, nine times out of ten it’s the same person.

   "Fortunately I didn't fight, otherwise the 10 million experience per month would be gone..."

   He was feeling fortunate, and suddenly there were spatial ripples in the air. Looking at the smell, a ray of black light flickered in the dense forest mountain stream, which seemed to indicate something.

   Chance, it must be chance!

  Lu Bei's eyes lit up, life not only had its ups and downs, but also its ups and downs. After so many times of being trapped in the dragon formation, he finally caught up with a hot relic.

   Hurry up, don't let Emperor Jizong find out.

  Lu Bei rubbed his little hands, fell down, and accelerated to the mountain stream where the black light was.

   The left and right bamboo forests are shaded, the mountain springs in the middle are flowing, and the large and small stones are scattered in a mess. The aura is only three times stronger than that of Sanqingfeng, and it does not look like there are relics.

   "It doesn't look like that, it really has to be discernible with the naked eye, which round gets me."

  Lu Bei muttered a few times, spread out his perception to look around, and a familiar smell of blood floated up, making him immediately widen his eyes in shock.

"This is……"

  "JieJieJie------"

  The ten-meter square black light barrier stretched out on all sides, imprisoning Lu Bei and losing contact with the outside world. A black bead slowly floated up, and the shadow pulled the outline of the human figure, revealing a pale face.

   A very unfamiliar face, but the laughter revealed his identity.

   "Longquan old monster?"

  Lu Bei raised his brows. He didn't know whether to be happy or not, so he had to say happily: "It's strange, the chief manager personally suppressed it, why are you still not dead?"

"This seat has been running around the world for many years, and I don't know how many people want to take my life. The one-time little Ningzhou steward surnamed Lin is also worthy?" Longquan said with disdain. Flesh.

   He has been greedy for Lu Bei's body for a while.

  The power of the old monster Longquan never lies in the flesh, but he is not the master who wronged himself, and he doesn't look down on the mere possession of the Dan.

   First, Lu Beiluo was alone. Second, such a tyrannical body was rare in the Xiantian realm. Rare things are precious, and the old monster Longquan spoke highly of them. Looking at the entire Ningzhou, he believed that only Lu Bei's body was worthy of him.

   "Junior, you must have seen it, this seat has no other meaning in inviting you to come here. I offer you your body, and this seat will give you a happy death method. If not, I will teach you to lose your soul."

  So, that's why you're rushing to give away the head?

  Lu Bei gave a thumbs up and called out to be righteous. In this materialistic world of cultivating immortals, it is rare to see a monster like the old monster Longquan who volunteered to send experience.

   Killing one less than one, was a little reluctant for a while.

   "You want to take away my body, I have no opinion, I just want to die and understand, the big steward has detained your soul and soul, that is, the blood bead, you are..."

   "How did you escape, right?"

Before Lu Bei could finish speaking, the old monster Longquan interrupted directly and sneered: "The world only knows that this seat has a blood bead that divides the soul, and condensing the soul can protect the body from death, but everyone knows that in addition to the blood bead, there is another blood bead in this seat. The more mysterious Yan Mozhu."

   "It turns out that this black pearl is called Yan Mozhu..."

  Lu Bei raised his brows: "I don't believe it, just blow it up, how powerful it is."

  "JieJieJie------"

   "I'm not afraid to tell you that the blood beads and Yan Mozhu are really mother beads. The blood beads have blood-controlling supernatural powers, and the heart and soul reside in them, and the body can be abandoned anytime, anywhere..."

"As a mother bead, Yan Mozhu has no magical powers to control blood, but it can nurture the soul and soul. The dog thief of Huang Jizong refines the blood beads and divides the soul. I really think that this seat will be beaten to the point where the soul is scattered. With Yan Mozhu there, It won't be long before this seat will make a comeback, and then change its face, and this seat will also be a well-known and upright, talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality!"

   "No, it sounds normal!"

  Lu Bei smacked his lips and said, "Actually, being famous and decent is very tiring. Most people don't pretend to be like it, and some people can't go back if they pretend to be."

   "Hehe, little innate short-sighted, what do you know, I haven't finished talking yet!"

Knowing that Lu Bei was inquiring, the old monster Longquan still told the truth. He had obtained Yan Mozhu for many years, and he had never mentioned it to anyone. force.

"Since it is a child and mother bead, Yan Mozhu naturally has the power of the superior. The surnamed Lin said that there is a blood bead in the sight of a noble person. If that person wants it, give it to him. But as long as that person dares to sacrifice and integrate his heart and soul into it, in the future Whether it is life or death, this seat has the final say in every move..."

   Looking forward to the future, the old monster Longquan burst out laughing: "Junior, do you think this is a good thing!"

   "Happy! Really happy!"

  Looking to the future, Lu Bei burst into laughter. Now, he doesn't pretend to be weak and innate, and the dark tide, sword body, Changchong sword intent, and innate energy light up one by one.

  "JieJieJie------"

"Ha ha ha ha----"

   "Junior, your body is mine now."

   The pale face turned into black stickiness, and the condensed and arrogant spiritual attack drove down, and a black tsunami developed, covering the sky and pressing the sun towards Lu Bei.

   "The devil, I'll do it for the heavens today!"

  Lu Bei faced the Black Sea, with his ant-like body standing still, under the fear and power, he vigorously threw an iron fist that would rather die than bow to the demon.

  Strong will, under the protection of the banner of justice, the light of miracle illuminates the world and splits the dark ocean in one fell swoop.

   A punch fell, and the black light barrier that cut off the outside world was instantly shattered. The old monster Longquan screamed and rode Yan Mozhu far away.

   He couldn't figure it out.

   is obviously a junior in the innate realm, why does he have such a tyrannical cultivation base, killing most of his heart and soul with just one punch.

   Could it be that in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, is not all the other party's abilities?

  Because of the heavy loss of heart and soul, coupled with a lot of fright, the old monster Longquan can't think too much with his broken heart, he only knows that the problem is not big, Yan Mozhu is as fast as lightning, and he can escape the danger in the blink of an eye with confidence.

   The injury is adding to the injury, and now he has to make compromises and find a body that holds a pill...

   Hey, why is it suddenly dark?

  Boom! !

  The golden giant eagle spread its wings in the sky, wantonly showing off its handsomeness and majesty, and caught up with the fleeing Yan Mozhu in the blink of an eye, took a big mouth and took it into his mouth with ease.

  …

  In the hinterland of the mountain, Lu Bei turned back, his demonized arms turned into sharp claws, his five fingers clasped the Yan Mozhu, and with the skills of 'Five Elements Wheel' and 'Wind and Thunder', he refined the soul of the old monster of Longquan.

   The power derived from these two basic Dao methods alone is difficult to shake the Longquan old monster in the God Transformation Realm. Adding ‘Xiantian Yiqi’, the result is very different.

   "Ahhhh——"

   "What kind of wind is this, who is so powerful..."

   "Ah, I'm dead!"

   "Don't practice any more, I really died this time."

  The old monster of Longquan was dead and alive, alive and dead. Lu Bei just pretended he couldn't hear it. He burned a little bit of mana and poured it into Xiantian Yiqi. He hadn't won the old demon for a long time, and he was secretly pleasantly surprised.

   Yan Mozhu's ability to prolong his life is really no trivial matter. The old monster Longquan can persist until now with a little effort. If he wins this bead, he doesn't have to worry about being plotted against him one day. Once the white cloth is covered, the family and friends are full.

   "I'll give you the chance to be a cow and a horse..."

   A little real spirit dissipated, and Yan Mozhu, who was still trembling, was completely silent.

  [You killed the Longquan monster and gained 3.5 million experience]

   "It's done."

Lu Bei laughed and swallowed the Yan Mozhu into his stomach. The wild countryside is not a good place to refine the Yan Mozhu. Today's harvest is very good. He will go back to Yuhuamen to check one or two, and wait for the big victory to settle the pills. Sacrifice together.

   He got up and flew into the sky and lay down leisurely.

I used to envy the nobleman for having a big butler-level dog-leg. When he opened his mouth, there were a group of people who were busy with each other. Now he looked away and took back the curse of the father who was worried. This nobleman is good, no matter who is Lin Fengxian's adoptive father. .

   After all, the name Fengxian is really indescribable, and the lethality to the godfather is overwhelming.

  …

   In front of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the innate stewards put away their mana and sat on the ground to recuperate their spirits.

  The blood and energy dissipated, and the golden light did not show. A generation of old demons were scattered in the screams, and they did many evils in their life.

  Lin Fengxian held the blood beads in his hands, and there was a hint of desire in his eyes.

   Soon, this greed was deeply suppressed by him, looking in the direction of the capital, the corners of his mouth curved slightly: "Foster father, I am lucky to not be disgraced, and now you are done, you can lose another son."

   (end of this chapter)