"My dear nephew, this matter is just a misunderstanding. I consider myself unlucky. How can there be another deal between you and me?"
"Elder Jing's misunderstanding is not between you and me, but between you and Lin Buyan."
Lu Bei said with reason, "As far as I know, Mei Wangsu, Wen Bubei and others caused a disturbance in the secret realm and disrupted the Iron Sword Conference, causing the secret realm to disappear. In order to appease the Lingxiao Sword Sect, the Tianjian Sect has removed Mei Wangsu from the list of elders. Not only that, they have also issued an Iron Sword Hunting Order. Any Iron Sword Alliance sword cultivator who kills the two will receive a reward."
“Ahem.”
Jing Ji clenched his fist and coughed softly: "My dear nephew, you are right, but most of the bounty is paid by Lingxiao Sword Sect. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go there now."
"What a joke! It's just a mere bounty of tens of millions. Does Lu care about that little bit of money?"
"… "
“Elder Jing, don’t always change the subject, thinking about making a big thing small and a small thing nothing.”
Lu Bei looked at Jing Ji meaningfully. "It's strange, Mei Wangsu was removed from the list, and he and his disciples were put on the wanted list. If it was Lu, facing the overwhelming hunt, he would not leave Wu Zhou, but would temporarily avoid the limelight and hide in the mountains. How come..."
"… "
"That's all I have to say. Elder Jing should understand what I mean."
Everyone understands the truth, and it’s clear that you are wrong!
Jing Ji was disdainful. He thought it was something else. But it was just this. Lin Buyan knew it very well and didn't say anything. Why should Lu Bei care
He smiled faintly: "Thank you, nephew Lu, for reminding me. It's because the Tianjian Sect's pursuit is not strong enough. I will ask them to increase the intensity when I return."
"We should increase our efforts. Otherwise, if Sect Leader Lin learns about this, with his thick skin, he will go to the Heavenly Sword Sect to demand benefits."
"My dear nephew, you are joking. Sect Leader Lin is far away in Yuezhou, how could he know?"
"I told him!"
"… "
Jing Ji's face darkened when he heard this. He was about to say something when he suddenly became alert and looked at Lu Bei in shock: "Nephew, are you going to Lingxiao Sword Sect?"
"Yes, noble people tend to forget things. I am famous for my forgetfulness."
Lu Bei said in a deep voice, "Lin was jealous of others' talents and drove me out of Beijun Mountain to protect his position as the leader. He also slandered me with various crimes, causing me to become a demon that everyone in Yuezhou hates. This hatred is greater than heaven. There is a saying that revenge should not be delayed overnight. If it is delayed overnight, it is not a hatred. I have already delayed it for several nights. If I delay it any longer, I am afraid I will forget it."
"But… "
"There's nothing to complain about. I have made an agreement with Elder Jing before. One day, you give me the elder's sword, and I will kill Lin Buyan. It will be mutually beneficial. When I become the leader, I will lead Lingxiao Sword Sect to take revenge. Pah, repay Elder Jing's kindness."
Come on, please speak honestly. Are you the kind of person who keeps his word
Jing Ji didn't believe it at all. He thought that Mei Wangsu, Lin Buyan and Lu Bei were birds of a feather. No matter who became the leader of Lingxiao Sword Sect, they would pretend to obey Tianjian Sect but actually disobey him.
Moreover, in terms of being a person, Mei Wangsu is stubborn and self-willed, and Lu Bei is greedy, and they are far inferior to Lin Buyan in making choices.
From the perspective of the overall situation, the Tianjian Sect has no shortage of fighters in the fusion stage, what they want is fame and status. Mr. Morality Lin Buyan is well-known in Yuezhou, so it is most appropriate for him to be the head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.
Mei Wangsu is just a chess piece to restrain Lin Buyan, and he can replace Lin Buyan when necessary. Lu Bei is even more of a spare tire among spare tires, used to balance Mei Wangsu's dominance.
These two were never the first choice.
Jing Ji took a deep breath, put away his ever-changing smile, and said solemnly: "My dear nephew, you have this ambition, and I am willing to help you, but Lingxiao Sword Sect is managed by Lin Buyan like an iron barrel, and outsiders cannot get in. You killed him to take the position, which is not legitimate, and all the disciples will not accept it. Tianjian Sect does not want to see a second civil war in Lingxiao Sword Sect."
"What Elder Jing said is correct. It is exactly like this."
"original?"
Jing Ji's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he cursed inwardly at the Lingxiao Sword Sect's bastards, saying that each one was more troublesome than the other. If he had known that there would be endless troubles, he should have let Mu Lichen be in power.
"Elder Jing, look, what is this?"
Lu Bei opened his mouth and spit out a figure. The figure had a majestic body, a domineering aura, and a very familiar appearance. Jing Ji was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and almost slipped and fell off the roof.
Mei forgets the world.
"This, this..."
Jing Ji pointed at Mei Wangsu with trembling fingers, his mind went blank and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
"Grand Master attacked me halfway and wanted to ambush and kill me. Fortunately, I have many enemies and being ambushed is commonplace. I have rich experience in counter-attacks, so I didn't fall into the hands of Grand Master."
Lu Bei patted Mei Wangsu's shoulder and stood beside him, more than a head shorter than him: "Grand Master tried every possible means to take over my body. After I defeated him, his soul escaped without a trace, leaving behind this majestic body."
Glancing at the helpless Jing Ji, Lu Bei smiled slightly and continued, "As expected of a fusion body, it is quite difficult to refine. I calculated that in about half a month, I will be able to control this body and prevent it from developing its own intelligence."
Jing Ji's face turned pale when he heard this. His heart seemed to be tied to Tianjian Peak and sank rapidly. He was so nervous that his hands and feet were a little stiff. He said dryly, "Great! Mei Wangsu brought disgrace upon himself and deserved this retribution. My dear nephew, you have betrayed your teacher and destroyed your ancestors. The greater good comes first. I will go back to Tianjian Sect and prepare the reward for you."
"There's no rush for the bounty. I can wait another half an hour."
Lu Bei waved his hands and said, "Listen, Elder Jing. I will send Mei Wangsu to attack Lingxiao Sword Sect in his physical body and chop off Lin Buyan's head. I will then let him bully the disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect in every possible way. Then I will return as a king and kill Mei Wangsu in public with my great magical powers. With such a great achievement and everyone bowing down to him, the position of the sect leader will be within reach. Is this a good idea?"
"No, absolutely not!"
Jing Ji's scalp tingled and he hurriedly grabbed Lu Bei who was eager to try, fearing that he would succeed.
"Why not? Lu thinks this plan is feasible."
"That's what you think. In Jing's opinion, it is full of loopholes."
Jing Ji was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. He weighed the possibility of killing Lu Bei on the spot. After thinking for a while, he decided to persuade him kindly: "Listen to me, my dear nephew. Your plan seems perfect, but it actually has a major flaw. Mei Wangsu is just a physical body. Without the power of the soul, his strength will be greatly reduced. Lingxiao Sword Sect has a sophisticated formation, and Lin Buyan, that bastard, has a great power. If we fight head-on, I'm afraid that the physical body will beat the dog and never come back. You will lose a lot."
“That makes sense.”
Lu Bei nodded, pondered for a moment, took out the black broadsword and put it in Mei Wangsu's hand, and said in surprise: "Look, Elder Jing, this is stable!"
The scene was so beautiful that Jing Ji felt a pain in his heart. He said bitterly, "It still won't work. The Lingxiao Sword Sect's formation is powerful. The elders' swords are not as good as the Nine Swords. Nephew, don't waste your martial arts. It's your own fault!"
"Then I will transform myself into Wen Bubei and go with Mei Wangsu. With both of us working together, Lin Buyan will eventually die, right?" Having said this, fearing that Jing Ji would not believe him, Lu Bei raised his hand and wiped his face, transforming himself into Wen Bubei's appearance.
Then Lin Buyan is dead!
"Then Lin Buyan is not panicking. This is not a question of the number of people or the number of people."
Jing Ji pulled Lu Bei and tried to persuade him: "Really? Ling Xiao Sword Sect's formation is extremely powerful. It is a copy of the Bulao Mountain Sword Formation. It was built by the sword-bearing old man himself. Even if Jing is included, the result is that there is no return."
"It's hateful. This won't work, and that won't work. Doesn't it mean that there is no hope for revenge for me?" Lu Bei said angrily.
"Don't worry, my dear nephew. You have unparalleled talent and you have a long life ahead of you. You can outlast Lin Buyan and the position of the headmaster will be yours in the end."
Finally he stopped the man. Jing Ji secretly thought it was not easy. He smiled and said, "Not to mention that it is not legitimate, it is difficult for the Tianjian Sect to support you directly. My dear nephew, it is unwise to make such a big fuss and put yourself in danger. It is a bit too hasty."
"Does Elder Jing have any good ideas?"
"have!"
Jing Ji said decisively, "Mei Wangsu's soul has escaped, so he is still useful. When I find him, I will use threats and inducements to trick him into becoming my nephew's vanguard. It will be safer for him to go to Lingxiao Sword Sect to die while I hide in the dark and wait for the right opportunity to act."
"But the Lingxiao Sword Sect's formation..."
"I have a magical power. My dear nephew, you can practice it first. It should be almost perfect by the time you master it." Jing Ji said gritting his teeth.
"What magical power is it?"
How would I know? How can I edit it in such a short time
Jing Ji's throat was dry, so he swallowed and gave Lu Bei a look: "This magical power cannot be easily explained. Nephew, wait a moment. I will go back and prepare it and make sure it is delivered to you as soon as possible."
"Ah, this..."
Lu Bei was suspicious and said in embarrassment: "Elder Jing, you are not going to lie to me again, are you? To be honest, I have little education and have been an honest person since I was young. If you support Lin Buyan, you should have said it earlier. The Huangji Sect is waiting for me to eat!"
"That's not the case. I will deliver it to you within three days."
Jing Ji insisted, took out a new Thousand Mile Talisman, and without waiting for Lu Bei to say anything, quickly stuffed it into his hand, turned around and flew away.
Jing Ji had not yet figured out what kind of magical power it was, but there was one thing he was very sure of: this magical power was extremely difficult to master. Even if one was extremely talented, it would take ten years to reach the threshold.
It is expected that even someone with Lu Bei's talent would take at least three to five years to figure it out.
It's not enough, the beauty trap can't be delayed any longer, it has to be arranged as soon as possible. It's safer to corrupt his spirit, confuse his mind, and make him addicted to beauty.
The question is, if sword cultivators don't produce vixen, where can we find such people
Watching Jing Ji leave, Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a few times, and showed a look of annoyance.
The deal was not concluded and despite his honesty, he still lost money on the deal.
Learn from the lesson and don’t do it again next time.
…
In Changming Mansion, Lu Bei climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. When he looked up, he saw Zhu Qilan who had been waiting for a long time.
Her black hair is slightly damp, and she is wearing a single piece of clothing. Her arms are around her shoulders, highlighting her charming figure. Her cold eyes are the same color as the moon, and the ripples on them do not contain the slightest impurities.
Lu Beiwang was stunned. It's no wonder that he always saw the stunningly beautiful Fox San, but at first glance, this country girl gave him a different feeling.
"Are you going to the old place to meet your friends again?"
"Cousin, you are wise. I haven't hidden this from you."
Lu Bei raised his hand to praise, took out a fifty-liang silver note and held it high: "Look, this trip was not in vain, and I made some money."
"… "