"Hey, this is good, Lao Zhan, go and buy two pounds."
"This is fine too. Go buy ten kilograms and remember to ask the store to cut it into small pieces so that there is no fat on top."
"I'm talking to you. You're still standing here looking at me. You have big eyes, don't you? If you don't leave, I will chop you into small pieces."
"Money, what money do you need? Are you short of this little money? Don't think that this Sect Master doesn't know that you are always greedy. Killing you will make the Tianjian Sect rich for a hundred years."
"Who told you to put it in the ring? No, you can either carry it, shoulder it, or buy a cart."
At the market, Lu Bei found everything new and discovered local specialties with Xuanlong characteristics, as well as processed products or semi-finished products using demons as raw materials.
From daily necessities such as food, clothing, housing and transportation for ordinary people to materials needed for monks to make alchemy and refine equipment, there is a wide variety of things available, and many of them are strange and unique, which cannot be seen on the market in Wu Zhou.
According to the store, all the raw materials come from the front line, are 100% natural, born from heaven and earth and nurtured by nature, and are guaranteed to be genuine. If they are fake, we will compensate you tenfold.
But in fact, the raw materials such as the flesh, fur and skin of monsters, the fangs sharpened into daggers, and the skulls for casting spells all come from those raised in the surrounding mountains. They are officially verified in black and white by Xuanlong and are poultry and livestock allowed to circulate on the market. None of them are wild.
There are no free-range ones.
The store owner insisted that the goods came from the front line and were difficult to transport, so the price was high. In fact, he was not wrong. After all, when they were making the semi-finished products, they did take them out of the city for a walk.
Outside the city is the front line, so there is nothing wrong with a higher price.
Lu Bei didn't care whether it was expensive or not. He would get nothing from it anyway. If he saw anything new, he would just let Zhan Lexian buy it.
Zhan Lexian dared not speak out, as long as Lu Bei did not abuse his daughter, he would spend some money. He did not pay for it, he exchanged Xuanlong currency on the black market before coming, and used the public account to calculate the team building expenses.
Half an hour later, Zhan Lexian, the Ninth Sword Elder of the Tianjian Sect, pushed a wheelbarrow with two cloth bags hanging on his shoulders. He pushed the cart expressionlessly and walked in front.
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Lu Bei was secretly laughing as he watched. Zhan Hongqu on the side was unhappy. While Mu Lichen was not paying attention, he raised his hand and pinched Lu Bei's arm several times.
This is too much. That's her father, and she calls him "Lao Zhan" all the time. Is it possible to disrespect someone like that
Seeing that the secretary + bodyguard were angry, Lu Bei decisively stepped forward to comfort them. While Zhan Lexian was not paying attention, he pressed Zhan Hongqu's little hand and drew circles in the palm of his hand.
The couple were flirting with each other while the old father was pushing the cart in front. Mu Lichen was speechless when he saw this, but at the same time he secretly thought that they were very filial.
It's not that he didn't see it, he just didn't want to see the troubles between the younger generation.
Speaking of which, in the entire Tianjian Sect, the person who knows Lu Bei’s private life best is none other than Mu Lichen. There is no other reason for this, just because he has a disciple named Lin Buyan.
Sect Master Lu and Sect Leader Heilin spared no efforts, spraying as much as they could when they got the chance, and even if there was no chance, they would create it.
Master Lin is better. He is a modest gentleman and will not spread rumors behind people's backs. He just tells the truth and that's all.
There was a wave of spiritual energy in the air, and mist rose up. The noise from the busy streets gradually died down, and the passers-by became gray and transparent. Lu Bei and the other three separated themselves from the world and became independent.
Mu Lichen noticed the abnormality in the spiritual energy the moment he stepped in front of Lu Bei. Zhan Lexian also frowned, put away his burden, and retreated to Mu Lichen's side.
In front of him, a white-haired man holding a folding fan came over, clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Xuanlong Zhao Wuxie, Sect Master Lu, how are you?"
"It's actually Brother Zhao. How polite."
Lu Bei clasped his fists in response, and said in surprise: "I know Xuan Long is well-informed, but I didn't expect that it would be Brother Zhao who came to greet us. He was so polite that we were flattered."
"Master Lu, you are joking. You are such a powerful person. If someone else were here, I would be unable to sleep or eat well."
The two exchanged a few words of business, and Zhao Wuxie raised his hand to invite him in, making a way through the mist: "Friends have come from afar, and as the host, I naturally have to entertain them well. I have prepared a small banquet, and I hope that Sect Master Lu will not refuse."
"How can this be so embarrassing? You are so polite."
At the end of the fog, there is the sound of roaring water.
The painted boat was bobbing up and down in the mighty waves of the river. From afar, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, winding and twisting, and it was unknown where they were heading downstream.
Lu Bei stepped onto the painted boat and followed Zhao Wuxie to the banquet hall. He felt that the boat was stable. Although the splashes of water outside were deafening, the boat was not bumpy or noisy at all.
The banquet hall is magnificent, with a painting of a rising sun and a pine tree welcoming guests. Clouds and mist are floating, and the mountains are covered with light haze. In the painting, clouds and water are flowing, and every blade of grass and tree is full of spirit.
In front of them, there are several square low tables, with beautiful maids sitting beside them. Behind the screens on the left and right, the sound of zithers and pipa is hazy, and the graceful figures are standing or sitting, vaguely making people want to take a glimpse of their true appearance.
Several people took their seats. Zhao Wuxie sat next to Lu Bei and asked with a smile about the names of Mu Lichen and the other two, as well as Zhan Hongqu, all of whom he had heard of for a long time.
"Master Lu, Xuanlong is a poor place, and there is not much fine wine to show off. This pot of Sangqiong was brewed by me personally, specially for entertaining close friends. You can have a taste of it." Zhao Wuxie raised his glass and said.
"Ah, this..."
Lu Bei looked embarrassed. He looked at the blood-red wine in the glass, hesitated for a moment, and sighed, "Brother Zhao, you are late. Some time ago, this sect leader made up his mind and vowed to quit drinking. Although this wine is delicious, I am not lucky enough to enjoy it."
“What a pity.”
"Who says it's not?"
Lu Bei sighed and shook his head. Ningzhou Lu is a man of his word. He said he would never tolerate gambling, drugs and alcohol, and he would never tolerate gambling, drugs and alcohol. Even if it would hurt Zhao Wuxie's face, he would not drink a drop of alcohol today.
"It's okay. Even if there's no wine, there's still fresh river food."
Zhao Wuxie clapped his hands, and another group of beautiful women walked out slowly, their clothes outlining their beautiful figures. When the dishes were served, the fragrance blew in their faces, and their skin was white and deep. The delicious food coupled with the beauty made people's appetites whet.
Lu Bei: (a `′=)
As expected of the white-haired Zhao from the Xuanlong family, he is really good at judging people. What’s next? Did he arrange a one-stop service of singing and bathing
It is not advisable to extend a hand to a smiling person. Seeing that Zhao Wuxie was polite to his guests and had an admirable broad mind and courage, Lu Bei no longer refused and picked up the fish with chopsticks... Without him having to do anything, the maids on both sides picked up the chopsticks and held the fish with their hands, peeled the fish and put it to Lu Bei's mouth.
The long black chopsticks paired with the green jade fingers have a great visual impact and are very appetizing.
On the side, Mu Lichen and the other two refused the service of the maids, and also refused the fine wine and delicious food. Zhan Lexian also took the opportunity to give Zhan Hongqu a look, telling the silly girl to open her eyes and see the true face of some people clearly.
Zhan Lexian: What did I say? This kid’s reputation of not being interested in women has spread to Xuanlong, and you still treat him like a treasure.
Zhan Hongqu: What do you mean by that brat? He is the sect leader. If my father's behavior is presumptuous and it gets out, the sect leader will make things difficult for him again.
Zhan Lexian: Who spread it? I haven’t told anyone else.
Zhan Hongqu: Me!
Zhan Lexian: …
Before the person left, his elbow turned outward. Zhan Lexian felt sorry that his little cotton-padded jacket was leaking air, and picked up the drink in front of him in a depressed mood.
After taking a drink, he immediately realized something was wrong. The wine was like burning magma, with a lingering aftertaste that made his chest and abdomen feel hot. He circulated his skills to dissipate the heat, and suddenly felt a spiritual energy that penetrated his heart and spleen.
Good wine!
Zhan Lexian nodded secretly and condensed the red wine in the cup. If he guessed correctly, one of the ingredients of this wine was the blood of demons.
Very tough, with the characteristics of Xuanlong.
On the other side, Zhao Wuxie saw that Lu Bei and others refused the maid's company, mainly because Lu Bei was hypocritical for a while and reluctantly refused, then waved his hand to let the group of people leave.
It should be so. He didn't expect these women to be able to trick the Immortal Sword Master into giving him his bloodline. He was just testing it and found the effect was quite good.
That being the case, it’s time for the main course.
"Master Lu, you came all the way to Xuanlong without informing me in advance, causing me to prepare hastily. I am really ashamed." Zhao Wuxie blamed.
"Brother Zhao, you worry too much. This is a spontaneous trip. This sect master just decided on a whim. We will just take a stroll and go back." Lu Bei picked up the fish meat and it tasted delicious. "It's delicious. It's just this one fish. It can't be said that the preparation was hasty."
"No, I just caught it casually."
"… "
Lu Bei was silent, and took the opportunity to think about the situation. Suddenly, the fish in his mouth no longer tasted good.
That means Senior Brother Lin Yu is not here, otherwise I would definitely overturn the table today.
"Sect Master Lu?"
"Sorry, I was distracted. When I heard Brother Zhao mention fishing, I was tempted to try it..."
"What a coincidence, there is a fishing rod on the boat."
"… "
Lu Bei lowered his head to eat the fish, complaining that there were too many bones.
Zhao Wuxie, who was trying to please Lu Bei, was quite puzzled. He didn't know what he had said wrong to offend Lu Bei's taboo. After thinking about it, he realized that it could only be a fishing expedition.
Could it be that the leader of the Tianjian Sect is a big fan of fishing, but in fact he can't catch any fish
No way, doesn’t fishing only require hands
There was a total silence in the field, only the melodious music of the zither continued. Zhao Wuxie took the initiative to talk: "Sect Master Lu, Xuanlong is a vast land with numerous famous mountains and rivers. Do you like the sights during this trip? I am a free man and would like to be your guide. I will make sure you have a great time."
"Brother Zhao, just speak frankly. There's no need to hide anything. This sect leader is straightforward and won't beat around the bush."
Lu Bei put down his chopsticks and answered Zhao Wuxie's doubts straightforwardly: "I came to Xuanlong this time because I was short of ideas. I wanted to learn the advanced methods of the Xuanlong monks. First, to broaden my horizons, and second... To be honest, I am itching to compete with Jian Xiong Dugu last time. I was not satisfied and wanted to compete with him again."
"I see."
Zhao Wuxie nodded with a smile, folded his folding fan and clapped it on his palm: "As for Dugu, if possible, I will definitely arrange a match for Sect Master Lu, but... Sect Master Lu, don't hold out too much hope, this competition will most likely fail."
"Why, Dugu was beaten to death by a monster?"
"No, Dugu was defeated by Sect Master Lu and has been depressed all day. He went abroad to find trouble with the demon tribe. There has been no news of him for several days."
"What about the Hundred Sword Sect? Are there any powerful sword cultivators in the sect where Dugu is?"
"There are no powerful swordsmen in front of Sect Master Lu. I can introduce a few mediocre swordsmen who are familiar with sword skills to Sect Master Lu to enjoy."
While the two were chatting, the sound of the zither and the harp suddenly became melodious. If you look quietly, you can see the gurgling stream, and if you keep your mind calm, you can hear the birds singing and the flowers blooming.
Eight dancers in two rows fluttered their sleeves, leaned against willow trees, and danced in their colorful clothes with infinite grace. They danced to the slowly playing music, like a painting of autumn water unfolding, attracting the attention of everyone present.
The painting has a main theme and a sequence. The eight dancers have bright eyes and white teeth, and each of them has an extraordinary appearance. At this moment, they are like green leaves setting off the red-robed dancer in the center.
Her fair face is infinitely pure and quiet.
The person had her makeup washed off, her waist was as slender as that of a Chu palace, her skin was flawless and radiant, in her arms she lightly held a jade pipa, which she plucked with her slender jade fingers, causing the bright moon to rise into the sky and dissipate the misty water vapor.
Lu Bei: (a`′a)
What beautiful white hair! It turns out Qin Fangtian is serious. The Zhao family of Xuanlong really wants his body.