What do you want me to say a few words
What human words can I say to tell everyone to work hard, die early and be reborn, and hope for the next life
Looking at the number 100 tents, Lu Bei shook his head speechlessly. It was impossible to say anything. He still had a bright future and didn't want to lose it at such a young age.
"Master, you are worrying too much. This time, Wangjian Pavilion fought for the Iron Sword Alliance and greatly dampened the morale of the Imperial Sect. You have also made great contributions as the Pavilion Master. Although I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, my contribution is far less than yours. How can I become the host instead of the guest?"
"My senior brother is critical of this, and Pan has learned his lesson."
Pan Qingsheng was in awe, thinking that he was indeed a senior brother from the Tianjian Sect, keeping a low profile and not stealing the spotlight. He was unlike those second-rate sword cultivation sect disciples, who were clearly here to take advantage, but looked up to the sky, as if Wangjian Pavilion was begging them.
Comparing oneself to others is like comparing oneself to the dead.
Pan Qingsheng was deeply moved and impressed by Lu Bei's demeanor. He secretly vowed to follow the Tianjian Sect until his death and never regret it.
"Brother, this is for you." Away from the training ground, Pan Qingsheng took out a stick drawing and secretly put it into Lu Bei's hand.
"Junior brother, I am here only to take my nephew for some training, not to accept gifts."
Lu Bei burst out laughing, blaming Pan Qingsheng for what he did, and hid the stick drawing in his sleeve.
"Hahaha, brother, please don't make fun of me. I am a rough man and don't understand the principle of reciprocity."
Pan Qingsheng smiled and said, "I think you must have guessed that luck in the secret realm depends on each person. Some people are destined to return empty-handed, while some people... like me, a gifted child of heaven, will definitely not return disappointed."
"Junior brother, how can this be done? The rules cannot be broken."
"Brother, you are wrong. This is the rule."
“Shame on you!”
"Hahaha—" x2
Wei Yuru was listening to a mysterious conversation. She tilted her head and stroked it, but she couldn't figure out what the two were talking about.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Why don't you thank your uncle Pan?"
Lu Bei slapped Wei Yu on the top of her head and told her to thank him quickly. Then, under the guidance of Pan Qingsheng, they arrived at the entrance of the secret realm.
An ancient temple in the deep mountains, with gray stones and weeds. Behind two low walls, a man-made cave slopes downward, with a dozen disciples of Wangjian Pavilion guarding it.
Lu Bei touched his chin. From his not-so-professional point of view, this was a hole dug by robbers.
There's something about the local gang!
"Brother, I have an important job to attend to. I'm sorry I can't accompany you. Please bear with me."
"Junior brother, you are too polite. If there is a chance, you and I can practice the great Dao together at Tianjian Peak."
“As it should be!”
The two bowed and said goodbye. Lu Bei carried Wei Yu down the cave. The walls on both sides were inlaid with luminous beads, so there was plenty of light. In addition, with the guide in hand, the experience of going down was very ordinary.
Wei Yu didn't think so. Everything she saw was new to her. If Lu Bei hadn't stopped her, she would have snatched the luminous bead off and taken it away.
"First of all, when you are out, don't touch strangers' things..." Lu Bei taught earnestly. When he came to a three-way intersection ahead, he took out his guide and walked to the far left.
"Pavilion Master Pan is also a stranger. Didn't Junior Uncle take his... Hey, why are you hitting me?"
Wei Yu covered her head with her hands and pouted in dissatisfaction.
"My junior uncle is a poor man, so I don't have any good treasures to give you. I will teach you some principles of life in the martial arts world. You should listen carefully. If you dare to talk back, I will spank you."
"What's the big deal? My master often spanks me." Wei Yu put her hands on her waist, not panicking at all.
"No, I'll take off your pants first."
"… "
Wei Yu's smug expression froze in an instant. Seeing that Lu Bei's serious expression did not seem fake, she smiled awkwardly and became much more honest.
Another three-way intersection.
Lu Bei raised his hand and touched the left wall. He found the location of the mechanism according to the guide and knocked three times, double-clicking and once lightly.
There was a clicking sound, and the secret chamber in the wall opened, and a porcelain bottle labeled "Three-turn Peiyuan Pill" slowly appeared.
“Uncle Junior Master, look, it’s the third-level Peiyuan Pill… There are ten pills in total!” Wei Yu lifted the bottle seal, sniffed the wafting fragrance, and said with an intoxicated look on her face.
Lu Bei: “…”
What should I do if I can't let go of my pride and feel like getting lost and losing contact with Wei Yu
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"Master, what should we do?"
In the direction of the training ground, the disciples of Wangjian Pavilion looked at the crowd of monks coming towards them and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from their heads. They cursed Huangji Sect in their hearts.
Some time ago, the Huangji Sect and the Iron Sword Alliance held a friendly meeting, and the two sides exchanged views on the ownership of the secret realm.
Due to insufficient preparation, the Huangji Sect was defeated by the larger Iron Sword Alliance and failed to gain control of the secret realm. This was recorded in a small notebook.
After cracking the Iron Sword Alliance's code, he learned that the secret realm was only open to cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage and below, and immediately came up with a bad idea.
The Huangji Sect was willing to admit defeat after losing the exchange competition. They could not enter the secret realm, but the resources within the Wu Zhou territory belonged to all the cultivators in Wu Zhou. They could tolerate the Iron Sword Alliance's ugly behavior, but all the immortal sects in Ningzhou could not.
The information was leaked accidentally, and a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the vicinity of Hongling County came. They were numerous and powerful, and there were cultivators from the Huangji Sect hiding in the dark to lead the way. They forced their way up the mountain and blocked the outside of the training ground.
Pan Qingsheng's face was gloomy. The casual cultivators were not afraid of those wearing shoes even though they were barefoot. However, he could not continue to be tough. What if a fight broke out and there were casualties
Glancing at a few malicious faces, he was very sure that without any accident, as long as the Wangjiang Pavilion disciples took action, there would definitely be casualties on the other side.
"You bastards of the Huangji Sect are so despicable that you can resort to such despicable means. I really overestimated you in the past."
Pan Qingsheng waved his hands and sleeves, and told his disciples to pass on the message: "Tell those rats outside that they can enter the secret realm, but there are too many people and there may be evil cultivators who will kill people and steal treasures. For their own safety, there are only fifty places today. Let them decide who can enter and who can't..."
"Also, the secret realm has fallen into disrepair and will be closed tomorrow. Those who can't wait today shouldn't wait tomorrow."
The disciples took the order and left. Pan Qingsheng waved his hand again and called several inner disciples to enter the secret realm quickly and notify the person in charge of the Iron Sword Alliance at the end to be careful of undercover agents from the Huangji Sect who may have infiltrated.
The gaze returns to the secret realm.
Wei Yu gained a lot from Lu Bei's guidance, and her little face was full of smiles.
At this moment, she was sweating profusely as she cracked a formation. When she saw the sword placed right in front of her, she jumped for joy.
Bang!
Lu Bei raised his hand and pressed her shoulder, pulling her back to where she was, and said in a bad tone: "Nephew, what did I teach you before? If you survive a disaster, there will be a next time. Do you have no brains or ears?"
Wei Yu looked at the sword that was so close to her, then looked at Lu Bei's long white face, and was completely confused and didn't know what was going on.
"Open your eyes wide and see clearly."
Lu Bei snorted coldly, threw a flying knife with a flick of his hand, then closed his eyes and turned his head to look elsewhere.
The flames rose, triggering a hidden formation. The light suddenly became brighter, making Wei Yu, whose eyes were wide open, burst into tears.
The basic formation, the flashing formation, is often used to convey messages at night.
"ah-"
"Eyes, my eyes!!"
Wei Yu cried out as she threw herself into Lu Bei's arms, punching her junior master's chest one after another: "You liar, you knew there was a trap, but you still asked me to keep my eyes open. You are the worst, the worst."
"Humph, I taught you before that it's better to believe in ghosts than to believe a man's broken mouth. You didn't listen, so why are you blaming me?"
Lu Bei increased his efforts and continued to push for maturity. He did not expect Wei Yu to be as cunning as Hu San or as steady as Wei Mao, but at least she could reach She Yan's level, so that she would not be plotted against by others one day and die without knowing how she died.
"But my eyes hurt so much, what if I go blind?" Wei Yu raised her head with tears in her eyes, her eyelids blinking rapidly. In the blurred light and shadow, Lu Bei no longer looked like a human.
"It only takes half a cup of tea. It won't go blind."
Lu Bei raised his hand and rubbed her head, and after some kind words of persuasion, she finally stopped crying.
The sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and four Wangjian Pavilion disciples came quickly. They saw Lu Bei hugging his nephew, who was sobbing softly in his arms, and they all stopped with embarrassment on their faces.
Something bad has happened.
I have ruined my uncle's good deeds!
"What happened to you four?"
"Reporting to Uncle Master, the villains from Huangji Sect are causing trouble and have led a large number of independent cultivators to block outside the secret realm. The Pavilion Master asked us to come and inform them. If Uncle Master is not in a hurry, please move on first and come back to the secret realm tomorrow." A disciple told Lu Bei truthfully according to Pan Qingsheng's instructions.
"Okay."
Lu Bei nodded. Eighty percent of the strategy had been completed and Wei Yu had gained a lot. Now that trouble had suddenly occurred, it would be better to retreat early to avoid exposing her identity.
He took the sword and led the stumbling Wei Yu towards the exit. When he approached the corner, he noticed that the four Wangjian Pavilion disciples were standing still, so he paused slightly and quickened his pace to leave.
After a moment.
┴┤`′一)
The mechanism made a slight sound, and the four Wangjiang Pavilion disciples disappeared, but the strategy guide did not indicate that there was another passage here.
"interesting!"
"Master Junior, where are we?"
Lu Bei, who was about to find out what was going on, heard Wei Yu calling him. He raised his hand and rubbed her head, then led her towards the exit: "You've been busy for most of the day. Junior Master will take you to the tent to rest first."
"No, I'm not tired at all."
"Then wait for Junior Master Uncle in the tent for a while. I've been constipated lately!"
"… "
The two returned the same way, and after half a cup of tea, Wei Yu's vision became clear again. She pouted and muttered that the junior master always bullied people. She deliberately fell behind a step and stepped on Lu Bei's heels again and again.
Snap!
Lu Bei suddenly stopped. Wei Yu, who was pedaling happily, bumped into him from behind, complained, and looked forward.
Within sight, five casual cultivators in different clothing blocked the way, some with sinister smiles, some with indifference, and each of them had bad intentions.
"A good dog doesn't block the road, and a good donkey doesn't bray!"
Lu Bei said expressionlessly: "Don't talk nonsense and don't get in the way. My time is precious and I don't want to waste it on you."
"hehe."
"Hahaha-"
The five wandering cultivators looked at each other and laughed. The secret realm only allowed cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage to enter. At the moment, with five against two, they had a huge advantage.
"Brother, the secret realm is interconnected and we are lost. Can you point out a clear path?"
"I am poor and ugly. I can tell from my senior brother that he is from a rich family. If you find any treasure, you should give some to us!"
"How do I talk to my senior brother? Do I need to be polite now?"
"That is to say, Senior Brother, be smart and hand over your Qiankun bag, otherwise don't blame me..."
"snort!"
boom-
With a heavy snort, he brought with him a powerful force and pressure, which stirred up a tidal airflow and instantly pulled the five casual cultivators down from the peak of their lives.
In an instant, there was a buzzing in their ears and the five people felt dizzy. Their warm hearts turned completely cold, leaving only endless bitterness.
Wei Yu stood dumbfounded behind Lu Bei, her mouth opened into an O shape, and she began to question her life.
What’s going on? Didn’t Master say that Junior Uncle has just begun to wake up and embark on the path of cultivation
It’s only been a short time, how come he has reached the Dan realm
Return to me my little master uncle who has just come to his senses!
"Baodan realm?!"
The five independent cultivators had sad faces and secretly cursed the local gangs for being so shameless. They had agreed to only allow cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but they actually let in cultivators in the Baodan Stage as well.
"Senior, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"
"It was indeed a misunderstanding. Blame me for being too polite to you."
"Senior, please listen to my explanation..."
"Nephew, Junior Uncle will teach you one more lesson. Don't offend anyone casually when you are out."
Lu Bei ignored the pleading voice, raised his hand to close Wei Yu's small chin, walked forward slowly, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and his tone quickly turned cold: "If you offend me, then offend me to death, no room for mercy!"