"Let's sign a written agreement. This clan leader is honest and trustworthy, young man. Everyone in Wu Zhou knows this. Why would I lie to a weak woman like you?" Lu Bei sneered, took the paper and pen, and quickly wrote a few lines of nonsense.
Deliberate.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are books on calligraphy skills. His calligraphy is not only very good, but also perfectly fine for meeting people. He deliberately wrote in a bad handwriting so that he could deny his calligraphy later.
At the end of the letter, he signed "Lu Bei, the leader of the Tianjian Sect", also without any guilt.
It is still unclear whether Zhao Wuyou will chase Wu Zhou to collect the small debt of hundreds of billions. If she really catches up with her and shows the written receipt, Lu Bei can still deny it.
The Tianjian Sect has no Sect Master Lu Bei, only Deputy Sect Master Lu Bei, and everyone in the mountain can testify to this.
There were only a few lines full of loopholes, but Lu Bei wrote them effortlessly, without any hesitation, and with such skill that one felt sorry for the victim.
"Rewrite it. The handwriting is too messy."
The victim was not easily fooled. After asking Lu Bei to correct his handwriting, he folded the document and put it in his arms as if it were a treasure.
After thinking about it, I decided it was not safe, so I put it into my personal space.
"Sect Master Lu..."
Zhao Wuyou's eyes were evasive, and he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. He held it in for a long time but couldn't utter a word.
"What happened again?"
“Can you, can you deliver it ahead of time?”
"… "
Lu Bei didn't say anything. He raised his hand and rubbed the white hair, then turned and went to Zhan Hongqu's room.
To be honest, as a pure party involved, if he had one-tenth of Zhao Wuyou's courage to kill Senior Sister, he would have comprehended the supreme sword way and grasped the essence of the immortal sword intent long ago.
The result was not very good and Lu Bei made a wasted trip.
Zhan Lexian was trapped by the fish and cursed the foreign fish for being rude. He did not go to the river today and concentrated on guarding the door of his little cotton-padded jacket.
…
For high-level cultivators, spatial distance has never been a limitation. Although Zhao Wuyou did not have Lu Bei's flash of golden light at lightning speed, Zhao Wuxie handed over the right to use the painting boat to her before leaving. The fog slowly spread out, and the painting boat floated down the river. The place where the anchor landed was Dengzhou.
Night, lonely moon.
Thick dark clouds piled up in the sky, and as they slowly moved forward, the dark shadow covered most of Thousand Blade Mountain.
Xuanlong Mountain is high and dangerous, with many strange peaks and steep mountains. Qianren Mountain Range is one of them. Hundreds of black cliffs rise from the ground, each peak is a sword, forming this sword peak stone forest standing on the earth.
Lu Bei stepped out of the fog. He was in the darkness, looking towards the place where the bright moonlight was shining, and the corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously.
Zhao Wuyou shuddered, turned his head and looked again, and was immediately stunned. He pointed at the white-haired 'Zhao Wuxie' and couldn't help asking: "Sect Master Lu, what do you mean?"
"People's hearts are treacherous and we must guard against them. When monks like us go out, especially when we do something shameful, we must think about protecting ourselves."
"But you can't frame Brother Shi!"
"That's true."
Lu Bei nodded, took out a black cloth and covered half of his face, then raised his eyebrows proudly at Zhao Wuyou: "How is it, now you can't see it, right?"
Zhao Wuyou couldn't hold it anymore and grabbed Lu Bei's sleeve to stop him from doing anything wrong.
The effect was average. After a few moves, Lu Bei used his superb grappling skills to pin him against the tree.
"Sister Zhao, stop making trouble. Someone is coming. Look at my eyes later and shout for help loudly, and try to trick more heroes to save the damsel in distress." Lu Bei covered Zhao Wuyou's mouth and whispered.
Zhao Wuyou shook her head, saying that Lu Bei's expression was too complicated for her to understand, and she was unwilling to go along with him.
Lu Bei did not force it. He spread out his spiritual thoughts and waited for the prey to get closer. He suddenly poked Zhao Wuyou in the side of her waist and at the same time released the hand that was covering her.
"… "
Zhao Wuyou blushed, clenched his teeth and said nothing.
"Oh, it's still a rouge and fierce horse. You may not know that this is what I like. The more you resist, the more I..."
Lu Bei replied subconsciously, but halfway through his words, he realized that he had picked up the wrong script. Under Zhao Wuyou's panicked gaze, he screamed at the top of his lungs:
"Help, someone, someone is molesting me."
The sound of the silver bell was pleasant, just like singing, and even a cry for help could make people feel refreshed. But that was not the point. Zhao Wuyou collapsed and discovered that Lu Bei was imitating her voice.
"Who are you, you are so bold as to dare to commit such an evil act at the foot of Qianren Mountain?"
Three figures rushed like the wind, landed silently in the air, and from a distance, they opened their voices to intimidate the villains.
Seeing the two white-haired people pulling each other under the tree, the three of them instantly lost their composure. It was a well-known fact in Xuanlong that the white-haired people were all members of the Zhao family. In other words, they might not be able to control this matter.
When they looked at Lu Bei and Zhao Wuyou's realm again, they found it was filled with unfathomable fog, and the three of them became calmer.
One of them gritted his teeth and bowed, saying, "Two seniors, this is the West Peak of Baijian Sect. The main gate is in the direction of the South Peak. Can we report to the elders of the sect so that we can lead the way for the two seniors?"
"Baodan Realm..."
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that the opportunity had come. He pushed Zhao Wuyou away and laughed heartily.
The laughter did not sound decent, so the three of them immediately took out the swords in the space ring, set up a formation on the spot, and sent out a signal for help.
A white light flashed, and the cloud-piercing arrow rose up quickly and fell down quickly, but failed to summon thousands of troops for the three people.
"You want to be a hero and save the beauty in front of me? You really overestimate your own abilities. Well, I'll give you a chance." Lu Bei put his fingers together to form a sword and strode towards the three people: "Don't say that I, Zhao Wuxie, bully the weak. Today we will have a sword fight. If you have good sword intentions, I will let you go."
Zhao Wuyou: “…”
clang!!
Swoosh! Crash!
Oops! Crackling!
Swords flashed and a fierce fight broke out in the forest. With Lu Bei seriously relaxed, the three of them fought bravely, set up a formation in the Baodan realm, and fought back and forth with the powerful men in the Fusion stage.
"Devil, take my sword."
Seeing that the white-haired man named Zhao Wuxie was just an ordinary fellow, the three men became more confident and even changed their address from "senior" to "devil".
After a cup of tea, Lu Bei swept the three people away with his sword, pointed his finger at the ground with one hand, and said with a heavy breath: "Not bad, your sword spirit is not bad, you are worthy of being a master disciple of Baijian Sect, but you three are not strong enough, go call for more people."
The three sword cultivators fell to the ground and slid for several meters. Their shoulders and arms were scratched by the sword energy. They helped each other up and looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
It just feels like... something is wrong.
That’s right, after fighting for so long, why didn’t the woman run away!
"What are you still standing there for? Either get out or die. Don't disturb me from having fun." Lu Bei snorted coldly, rubbing his hands as he walked towards Zhao Wuyou, and gave him a look.
Call quickly.
Zhao Wuyou: “…”
I opened my mouth, but couldn't speak.
The more the three thought about it, the more puzzled they found it. One of them suddenly realized what had happened, slapped his head, and dragged his two fellow disciples away from the spot.
"Brother, why are you pulling me? Are you not going to save people?"
"Save me, they are obviously acting."
"Is it true? Are all members of the Zhao family playing such a big game?"
"Bah, what are you thinking, Senior Brother? That's not what I meant. Recently, the inner sect is filling a vacancy and we are selecting the best from our outer sect disciples. Those two are clearly our seniors pretending to be us, testing us!"
"I see, Junior Brother's brain is really sharp... Oh no, Junior Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? Did I behave okay just now?"
"Go back and call someone first. Last time I borrowed a pair of pants from Senior Brother Wang and didn't return it. Today I'm using a favor to pay off the debt. Senior Brother Liu owes me a pair of pants and doesn't return it, so I won't call him."
"Junior brother, you have wronged Senior Brother Liu. Senior Brother Wang's pants are with me."
…
“Hehehehe—”
Lu Bei patted Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, pulled down the black cloth on his head, grinned to reveal his back teeth, and smiled widely, but no one knew what he was laughing about.
The corners of Zhao Wuyou's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to ask Mu Lichen and the other two, how long has your sect master's symptoms lasted, and is there any possibility of a cure
Zhao Wuyou racked his brains but couldn't figure out what Lu Bei was so happy about. Was it because he bullied the weak and made fun of three sword cultivators in the Baodan realm
No way, the Tianjian Sect has no shortage of sword cultivators at the Baodan realm.
Finally, this disease... won't be passed on to children, right
[Immortal Sword Will Lv2 (0/5)] Immortal and invincible, eternal and indestructible; the sword heart is immortal, the sword body is incorruptible; the Nine Swords are invincible, and the sword moves increase the lethality by 70,000%
Looking at the Immortal Sword Intent refreshing on his personal panel, Lu Bei grinned with joy and slapped Zhao Wuyou on the shoulder one after another. If the latter seized the opportunity and suggested rolling in the woods, perhaps Lu Bei would be blinded by greed and really deliver the goods.
The sword intent contributed by the three sword cultivators is not worth mentioning. Its power is average, its intention is average, and its realm is even more average. They are not even worthy of carrying the shoes of the Nine Swordsmen.
But it was these useless and weak sword intents that upgraded the Immortal Sword Intent. Lu Bei felt something in his heart. If he worked harder tonight, he could maximize the Immortal Sword Intent.
"Right here, that's them."
From afar, a group of sword cultivators swarmed over. All of them were at the Baodan stage, and none of them was higher than the Xiantian stage.
Hearing the rumor through the grapevine, the elders of the sect were selecting outer disciples with excellent conduct to fill the vacancies in the inner sect, and they all called their friends to come over.
Then…
“Hehehehe—”
[Immortal Sword Intent Lv3 (0/1)]
The Immortal Sword Intent was upgraded to Lv3. The low-level Sword Intent of Baijianmen could not be used as an upgrade material. Lu Bei tried it and found that the level of Lu Zhou's sword intent thrown in the recycling station was just right, so he stuffed it in.
When the Immortal Sword Intent was upgraded to Lv4, Taifu's Shenxiao and Jiangque sword intents came in handy.
Continuously upgrading...
[Immortal Sword Intent Lv5 (0/2)]
Immortal and invincible, eternal and indestructible, increase the lethality of sword moves by 100,000%, this state is the root of immortality...
The sword embryo is just formed, just waiting to be sharpened. It is like standing in the sky, with only the rhythm of Tao.
When the level reaches Lv5, the annotation of Immortal Sword Intent changes. The upgrade method is still to integrate other realms, but the basic lethality of sword moves remains constant from then on. What is pursued in the future is no longer lethality, but Tao rhyme.
Thousands of supernatural powers, tens of thousands of magic weapons, the infinite end of the world, the end point of all living beings' pursuit of immortality, is the Tao.
…
In the bushes, two figures held their breath as they saw the devil laughing wildly towards the sky, with corpses all under his feet. One of them swallowed hard.
[Name: Lu Bei]
[Race:???]
[grade:???]
[Evaluation: Extremely dangerous, stay away as soon as possible]
[Extremely dangerous, stay away as soon as possible]
[Extremely dangerous, hurry up...
[extreme…
The entire screen was filled with bright red warning color.