I’m the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Chapter 12: Qingyun Qilin Robe Set

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red peak.

This moment.

Lu Changsheng deeply understood how bad it is to lie.

Someone once said that a lie is like a snowball. When it rolls down, the snowball will only get bigger and bigger until it is melted by the sun.

Is Liu Qingfeng to blame

There is no need, after all, he lied.

The only thing we can do right now is to bite the bullet and remain 'unfathomable'.

Because people don't want to believe that a bandit's name is Muzhi, but people are more willing to believe that his name is Zhang Mazi.

Alas, don't care, don't want to or don't want to.

Lu Changsheng was too lazy to use his brain, he just hoped that tomorrow's Da Luo Grand Ceremony would not be a mess.

Time passed bit by bit.

Soon, it was midnight.

According to the arrangement of the Great Luo Festival.

When Lu Chang gave birth, he went to Daluo Xianchi to bathe and change clothes.

Burn incense and pray when you are ugly.

Yinshi and Maoshi were resting quietly in the Daluo Palace.

Chenshi will go to the Temple of Heaven.

Sishi can basically end the grand ceremony.

child time.

Great Luo Immortal Pond.

Lu Changsheng soaked in the Immortal Pond, feeling the warm water washing his body, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but let out an ah!

This pool has magical effects. If you are injured, soak in the pool, and you can be resurrected with full blood in an hour.

It's okay, if you take a bath here, you can speed up your practice.

It's a pity that only important people can soak in the Daluo Immortal Pond on important occasions. Lu Changsheng wished he could soak in the pool every day and never go there.

"Big brother! Big brother!"

Soon, footsteps sounded, and it was Liu Qingfeng who came.

In the Immortal Pond, dense air filled the air, and the water was misty. Lu Changsheng looked at Liu Qingfeng who was trotting all the way, and couldn't help but speak slowly.

"Did you spread the rumors outside?"

In one sentence, the happy Liu Qingfeng was stunned for an instant.

"Rumor? What kind of rumor?"

Liu Qingfeng didn't know what happened yet. He went to the house, was busy with many things, listened to his father taught him a lot, and didn't know what happened when he just came back.

"Right now, everyone in the sect is saying that I am about to ascend in daylight today, don't you know?"

Lu Changsheng opened his mouth, he really wanted to know what this little expert in rumors was thinking.

"Ascension in the daytime? Senior brother, I am wronged, I am a tight-lipped person, really!"

For this kind of thing, Liu Qingfeng will never admit it. Without hard evidence, he will not suffer this kind of loss.

Lu Changsheng had nothing to say, and it wasn't anything very important, so if he passed it on, he would pass it on, and he wouldn't suffer anyway.

"What are you doing here?"

Lu Changsheng continued to ask.

"Oh, senior brother, I came here to deliver clothes to senior brother under the order of the head teacher."

Liu Qingfeng explained his purpose.

"Well, just put the clothes here."

To become a senior brother, one must naturally dress up better. Before, he was wearing the robes of an inner sect disciple, but now he is about to be canonized as a senior senior brother. Naturally, he has to improve his image.

"Okay, then Junior Brother won't bother Senior Brother."

Soon, Liu Qingfeng waved his hand, and several jade boxes appeared outside the Immortal Pond.

There are four jade boxes in total.

Inside the first jade box was a white and blue robe with unicorns embroidered on it.

In the second jade box, there is a pair of Qingyun Baisun boots.

In the third jade box, there is a Qingyun gold silk belt.

Inside the fourth jade box is a white jade seven-star crown.

Lu Changsheng knew what it was.

The well-known Da Luo Qingyun Qilin suit is a suit refined by hundreds of craftsman elders in the Holy Land of Da Luo in ninety-nine and eighty-one years.

Whether it is the material or other aspects, it has been tempered.

As far as the unicorns on the robes are concerned, they are sewn by famous and skilled hands from the Qixiu Palace. Each thread is silk spun by ice silkworms that have been spun for thousands of years, and one thread can be worth tens of thousands of catties of spirit stones.

A robe is enough to buy a third-class sect.

And these things are all top-grade magic weapons, such as the Qingyun Qilin Robe, if in danger, the Qilin will recover and resist the full-strength attack of the Nascent Soul powerhouse, and the boots are even more amazing, only need a wisp of spiritual energy to activate, It can reach extreme speed.

There is also the belt, which can store the aura of heaven and earth. If one's own aura is insufficient, the belt will directly instill a large amount of aura into the dantian.

As for the jade crown, there is also particularity. The engraved seven stars can absorb the power of the Big Dipper and speed up the practice.

It can be said that everything is priceless.

This is the handwriting of the Holy Land.

Half an hour later, Lu Changsheng walked out of the fairy pond, and all the water droplets on his body evaporated automatically, turning into mist.

As soon as he raised his hand, the Qingyun Qilin robe seemed to have wisdom, and it took off directly and put it on automatically, without Lu Changsheng's hands at all.

The robe has two layers, but it is very light. When worn on the body, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it emits a delicate fragrance.

Soon Qingyun's golden silk belt automatically tied his waist, and the jade crown also took off, automatically binding Lu Changsheng's hair.

As soon as he lifted his feet, the boots were put on.

Very good, Lu Changsheng is 90% satisfied, the only point is that there is no flash, it seems that it has not strengthened Thirteen.

Of course, even if he could shine, Lu Changsheng would not do that.

Because she is too wise, her own temperament is indifferent, too gaudy, and does not suit her.

Low-key is king.

And soon, Lu Changsheng walked out of the fairy pond.

Liu Qingfeng outside the Immortal Pond waited quietly.

Hearing footsteps, Liu Qingfeng looked up.

But just this heads up.

Liu Qingfeng lost his mind for an instant.

The mist filled the air.

Like a fairyland.

Lu Changsheng walked out slowly, like a fairy in the dust, his facial features were exquisite to perfection, and his eight-foot body, one point more would make him fat, one point less would make him thinner, his eyes seemed to see the vicissitudes of life, indifferent to the world.

Wearing the Qingyun Qilin robe now, it shows the demeanor of a Taoist fairy to the fullest.

If you hold a flying sword, you are the sword fairy who subdues demons and eliminates demons.

If you hold a volume of scriptures in your hand, you are the Confucian sage who is at ease in the world.

If you hold a halberd in your hand, you are an invincible general.

Every move, every word and every action, every look, every look, all show the demeanor of a fairy.

Perhaps, the fairy is like this.

Or maybe ordinary immortals are not so extraordinary and superhuman.

At this moment, Liu Qingfeng completely understood why the head teacher chose him as the senior brother.

"Qingfeng, I've met senior brother."

When he came back to his senses, Liu Qingfeng had a serious face. He bowed and bowed deeply.

"burn incense and pray."

Lu Changsheng opened his mouth and passed Liu Qingfeng.

Today is the grand ceremony.

It's okay to laugh a little on weekdays.

But in this kind of day, you still have to be serious, otherwise, it will be unseemly.