The same kind of rice reveals a hundred different kinds of people.
Although those who practice Taoism do not eat rice, there are many different kinds of people.
Taking Mei Wangsu’s disciples as an example, Meng Buwei and Wen Bubei are the standard templates of the eldest senior brother and the younger junior brother. The former is good at calculating, and the latter is sincere in his desire to learn swordsmanship. Both are talented people who can be cultivated.
Although Chang Buqing and Pang Buchu are a little inferior, they are better in that they are obedient. From the perspective of tools, they are also very good.
Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque are not so good. They have average strength and intelligence, and are both mediocre.
Call them stupid, they knew there was strength in numbers, so they tricked and ambushed Sima Buzheng into the formation and made it a two-on-one situation.
They are smart. Even after being sold by Jing Ji, they are still counting money for him.
Previously, Mei Wangsu was put on the wanted list of the Iron Sword Alliance. To prevent Lin Buyan from misunderstanding, all the disciples of this lineage of the Lingxiao Sword Sect were invited out of Tianjian Peak by Jing Ji, under the pretext of sleeping on straw and tasting gall.
A while ago, Lin Buyan attacked Yinxue Sword Pavilion at night. Mei Wangsu had no news at all, and all his men were abandoned. Jing Ji packed up all of them and sent them to Shuizeyuan without a second thought.
Logically speaking, most people should have some idea at this time and know that they should keep a low profile.
Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque didn't, not only that, they also felt that they were valued by Jing Ji and that their lineage was doing well again.
So, in order to refresh his presence, he got into trouble with Sima Buzheng.
By the way, at this time, the two of them did not know that Mei Wangsu was missing. They thought that their master and junior brother were lying in ambush in secret and had set up a dragnet against Lingxiao Sword Sect. They only needed Jing Ji's order to counterattack Beijun Mountain and take back the throne of the leader and Dashitian, one of the Nine Swords.
"Master, why are you here?"
Sima Buzheng was shocked and confused. He remembered very clearly that before leaving, Lin Buyan had repeatedly told him that he must keep a low profile on this trip. Not only should he not steal the limelight, but he should also jog all the way to be at the back when charging.
If possible, charge in the opposite direction.
The question is, why would such a low-key leader blatantly wander around Shuizeyuan with Dashitian
"Now is not the time to talk about this. After this master has dealt with the two scums on the opposite side, we two brothers will sit down and talk slowly." Lu Bei laughed sinisterly and walked towards Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque holding the pirated Dashi Tianchao in his hand.
In the wilderness, with no one around, it would be a waste if you don't pick up items while standing.
"Mr. Lin, put Dashitian down immediately and talk things over. I advise you not to be ungrateful."
"Don't think that you can do anything to my two brothers just because you have the power of Dashitian. I'm not afraid to tell you that our master is in Shuizeyuan. If you dare to touch us... Humph, consider your own strength first."
Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque threatened one after another, appearing fierce on the outside but weak on the inside, looking weak and lacking in energy.
"My two senior brothers are really amazing. Uncle Mei is indeed in Shuizeyuan right now, but you will never have the chance to see him again." Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly and injected the sword intent into the black sword in his hand.
In an instant, a murderous aura was breathing out shocking rays, violent sword force was moving towards the ground, and a visible torrent rolled down, crushing the gravel into powder.
Seeing this scene, Sima Buzheng was stunned, remained alert, and cautiously took half a step back.
The Changchong sword intent is true, but there is something wrong with the person using the sword intent, and the Dashitian is also in form but without spirit...
This person is not the head brother!
Sima Buzheng and Lin Buyan have been friends since childhood and know their senior brother very well. However, Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque are not like that. They are amazed at the unstoppable Nine Swords and how even a weak Lin Buyan with the Great Power can have such momentum.
"Why should we be afraid of him? Two against one, we have the advantage."
"That's right, Lin Buyan is nothing to be afraid of!"
Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque looked at each other. The pressure of the sword shocked their minds and they felt indescribable depression all over their bodies. They knew that if they didn't take action, they would not even have the courage to draw their swords.
The two of them immediately turned into lightning and rushed towards Lu Bei from the left and right. The small worlds gathered at the sword tips, not daring to easily provoke the sharpness of Dashitian, and stabbed at the vital points of Lu Bei's body.
clang!!
A golden light flashed, and Lu Bei stood with his sword in hand. The two weak corpses slowly fell down, their flesh and blood turned gray. From the body to the soul, all the vitality was wiped out.
After a thousand years, the immortal sword will see blood again. This is what sword practitioners pursue all their lives. You two can be said to have died a worthy death.
Lu Bei stepped forward and the ground rolled, with waves of dust and mud surging, submerging the two people's bodies that were gradually turning into sand.
"Master Brother..."
Sima Buzheng's forehead was covered with sweat, and he roughly guessed the identity of the mysterious man who impersonated Lin Buyan. According to gossip, this man killed Le Xian with a sword and subdued an elder who wielded nine swords head-on, and sold him for a good price.
Invincible.
"Junior brother, why are you sweating so much? Are you injured?"
"No, just some superficial wounds. They've healed already." Sima Buzheng raised his hand and wiped his face to clear out the remaining sword energy in his body, and the bruises on his face disappeared immediately.
"I'm glad you're alright, Master... Hey, Junior Brother, come closer when we talk, why are you always backing away?"
"The sharp edge of Dashitian is too sharp to ignore. I... I dare not get too close." Sima Buzheng said dryly.
"So that's how it is. I thought Dean Sima had seen through my disguise, but it turns out I was forced by the great situation." Lu Bei nodded. The play had come to this point, so there was no need to continue. He put away the fake and strode towards Sima Buzheng.
The two of them, one moving forward and the other retreating, soon left the formation.
But even outside the formation, Sima Buzheng did not dare to fire a cloud-piercing arrow. Shuizeyuan had countless sword cultivators, and the one with the highest cultivation was Zhan Lexian. If Lu Bei really wanted to do something to him, no matter who came, it would be useless.
"Sima, the head of the court, a wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. If you follow Lin Bushan, you will not only starve for nine meals in three days, but you will also be beaten for nine meals in three days. For example, today, if Lu had not spoken out against injustice, you would have been humiliated by two scoundrels."
Lu Bei raised his lips and said, "You have seen my talent. Why don't you give up the dark and join the light and accept me as the head of the sect? You will still be the head of the Jiejian Academy in the future. Let's work together to revitalize the Lingxiao Sword Sect. Isn't it more promising than following Lin Buyan?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't obey your order!"
Sima Buzheng stopped retreating, gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Master Brother said that if Lingxiao Sword Sect dies, it must be by your hands. You can kill me today. There is no way I can bow my head."
"Okay."
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and chopped Sima Buzheng's shoulder with his knife, severely injuring his physical body, and half of his small world and soul.
After getting the defeat experience, he looked down at Sima Buzheng and said, "I'll spare your life. Go back and tell Lin Buyan to continue to be a coward. Sooner or later, I will go to Beijun Mountain to find him."
Sima Buzheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and climbed out of the pit with difficulty, panting and saying: "Junior Brother Mo is a loyal person, how could he accept a disciple like you who is so rebellious, he really... really lost his mind"
Come on, you call him honest, you don’t know how cruel he is!
Lu Bei complained in his heart and sneered: "Tell Lin Buyan another message, be more careful of Lu in the future, and he won't have to worry about Mei Wangsu, after all..."
"It's much more fun to fight a dead man with wits and courage than to fight with Mr. Lu. Let him prepare thoroughly. I must let Mr. Lu have fun."
"Wha! What?"
Sima Buzheng's breathing stagnated, and he looked at Lu Bei in disbelief: "Mei Wangsu... is dead?!"
Lu Bei did not reply, but stood up and flew towards the Eastern Mining Area. The situation in Shuizeyuan was unclear, and Lingxiao Sword Sect should not get involved. Today he would be a good person and send Sima Buzheng seriously injured, and by the way, bring back the news that Mei Wangsu had been eliminated to Beijun Mountain.
Sima Buzheng remained silent for a long time, then stood up with a look of disappointment, his eyes full of helplessness.
Yes, Lu Bei could even bring down the Nine Swords Elder, so Mei Wangsu would not take him seriously at all.
"Brother Mo, your vision in finding a disciple is hard to describe!"
Sima Buzheng didn't know how to comment. Without the hidden danger of Mei Wangsu, Lingxiao Sword Sect no longer had to worry about civil war, but...
Now a more ruthless man has come, alone and posing a greater threat than Mei Wangsu's lineage. He has only been training for a year. In another year, who in Wu Zhou can defeat him
Maybe half a year is enough.
"Lingxiao Sword Sect is in danger."
…
Shuizeyuan, the mining area in the east.
The mining area that used to be active day and night was now dead silent, with dust and wind blowing in thick black clouds. Not even a ghost could be seen, let alone the sound of insects.
Lu Bei spread out his senses and detected several blurry areas. He guessed that there were a large number of formations hidden in the mining area. He landed carefully, picked a small path and dived in.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Lu Bei stood still. Zhan Hongqu staggered back two steps, then he pulled out his iron sword with his backhand, his eyes full of murderous light.
"Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Zhan? What a coincidence, you are here to enjoy the moon as well."
Lu Bei was surprised and explained, "It's dark. You are a female swordsman in the Void Refining Realm. If some unlucky pervert bumps into you, you will die on the spot. Go back quickly. The pervert's life is also a life."
"Stop talking nonsense. Elder Zhan has ordered that this is not the place for you to come."
Speaking of this, Zhan Hongqu was filled with anger.
During the day, she chased Lu Bei here, but accidentally lost him and searched everywhere but found nothing.
After a while, Zhan Hongqu realized that he might have been tricked.
The guy named Lu was making fun of her and he never came!
But now that she was already here, what could she do? She could only sit back and wait for Lu Bei to come to her.
This wait lasted half a day.
Zhan Hongqu's eyes were spitting fire, but Lu Bei didn't care at all. Both senior sisters were sincere sword-seekers. In terms of thoughts, Zhan Hongqu was simpler than Bai Jin. He could even take advantage of Bai Jin, let alone Zhan Hongqu.
He has an invincible move against this kind of people.
Lu Bei rubbed his hands together and walked forward. In an instant, his body turned into golden light and suddenly appeared behind Zhan Hongqu. He touched his back with his fingertips and sent a ray of immortal sword intent into his body.
It is a non-killing, pure sword-intent template that can be observed.
For a sword cultivator, hearing the truth in the morning and dying in the evening is enough.
Zhan Hongqu was a beat late and was attacked by surprise. Her pretty face suddenly changed color, surprised that Lu Bei really dared to attack her. But after sensing the Immortal Sword Intent, her leopard-like tense body slowly relaxed, her face showed an obsessive look, and she was obsessed with the Immortal Sword Intent and fell into it on the spot.
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It's not shameful. Not to mention her, even if her father Zhan Lexian came, he would be trapped if Lu Bei hit him with a finger.
The picture is just a bit ugly, it's better not to watch it. After all, a dead face with a stupid look and drooling is not as pleasing to the eyes as Zhan Hongqu biting his lips with a confused look.