Dawn.
Lu Bei, full of energy, walked out of the tent and took Wei Yu to the entrance of the secret realm to say goodbye to Pan Qingsheng.
Along the way, the disciples of Wangjian Pavilion were on high alert, exuding an invisible sense of murderous intent.
"Junior brother, it's so hard for me to find you!"
Lu Bei stepped forward with his hands folded, and without waiting for Pan Qingsheng to say anything, he pulled him aside and whispered, "What's going on? The security is so tight, but the thieves from the Royal Extreme Sect didn't get any benefits, so they plan to force their way up the mountain?"
At this point, Lu Bei was eager to try. Right now, he lacked everything, and the most important thing was experience. If he could take advantage of the chaos to make some gains, that would be great.
"No, you are worrying too much, brother."
Seeing Lu Bei's face full of joy before a fight, Pan Qingsheng hurriedly held him back and said, "Brother, the situation is complicated, so we can't really fight. Even if we do fight, you can just bully the casual cultivators to satisfy your own pleasure, but don't target the Huangji Sect disciples."
"What do you mean?"
"Brother, don't tell anyone..."
Pan Qingsheng took a deep breath and said with a serious face: "Yesterday, a disciple of the Huangji Sect sneaked into the secret realm and beat up five independent cultivators. It was not a big deal, but who would have thought that this Huangji Sect disciple died inexplicably in the secret realm. The independent cultivator refused to plead guilty and has now been detained by the Huangji Sect at the foot of the mountain."
"Unbelievable, there is such a thing?" Lu Bei was shocked.
"It's really unfortunate. The dead Huangji Sect disciple is only a pile of ashes. I don't know if he played with fire and burned himself, trying to frame our Iron Sword Alliance, or if he was really plotted against by a casual cultivator..."
Pan Qingsheng frowned and said, "This is the situation. Brother, be careful when you go down the mountain. Don't add fuel to the fire."
"A pure passerby, almost ashes, how could the Huangji Sect recognize him?"
"At first they didn't believe it, but later they insisted. They even reported their name, cultivation level, and where they lived. It shouldn't be fake."
"I see..."
Lu Bei touched his chin and asked, "What about the secret realm? Will the Royal Extreme Sect take advantage of the situation and seize control of it?"
"Close it completely and reopen it after the storm has passed. In any case, we can't let the Huangji Sect get away with it."
"In that case, I will take my leave with my nephew."
"Goodbye, senior brother. Remember to come to Wangjiange often. I will drink with you next time." Pan Qingsheng said hurriedly. Sword cultivators are known for their bad tempers. In these troubled times, he wished that Lu Bei would leave earlier.
"Sure, definitely next time."
Lu Bei waved goodbye to Pan Qingsheng and walked towards Hongling County with Wei Yu. When they met some cultivators on the mountain road, they were polite and introduced themselves to each other.
The one from Huangji Sect nodded, then left with a cold face.
I went up the mountain to pick up cheap independent cultivators, crushed them with a swing of my fist, and gained some experience to fill my inventory.
The person who beat him up was Ding Lei from the Iron Sword Alliance.
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Great victory pass.
Lu Bei handed the reluctant Wei Yu over to Zhu Yan and explained Wei Yu's performance.
It's very bad. I hope Zhu Yan can act like a strict mother and teach her about the evil of human nature, so that she won't end up having a grandson by mistake one day.
Zhu Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and ordered the servants to prepare a banquet. When Wei Mao came back from the military camp, the two cousins would have a few drinks.
After saying that, she grabbed Wei Yu's ear and led her crying-faced daughter into the backyard.
Lu Bei came to Dashengguan mainly to meet with the Zhu brothers to discuss business, and by the way, to ask Zhu Bo if there were any underground activities in the near future.
He actually managed to find one. We set out in three days and it would be done in five days.
Small task, basic experience is only 100,000.
Lu Bei didn't mind. There were about ten days left before the public beta test and he was in urgent need of experience, so he nodded and agreed.
In the evening, Wei Mao returned late at night as usual. When he learned that Lu Bei had sent Wei Yu back, he ordered the servants to heat up the wine and food, and ate and chatted with him in the study.
Lu Bei picked up the wine glass and said bluntly: "Cousin, our daughter's brain... It's not a question of kindness or not. To put it in a good way, she is good at hands-on work. To put it in a bad way, she got her head stuck in the door when she was a child, and it hasn't healed yet."
Family members know their own business. Wei Mao shook his head and said, "I am very troubled by this matter. I asked her to find you because I wanted her to learn some cruelty from you."
"Disaster."
Lu Bei shook his head. Wei Yu had no talent and no social experience. If she wanted to become successful immediately, the only possibility was that she would turn evil and become a demon.
But it is not so easy to turn evil. Without the disaster of the whole family being wiped out, without the tragic death of parents in front of eyes, and without a clean record in the basement for several months, a simple-minded little white flower like Wei Yu could not turn evil.
"Xiaoyu failed to become a talent. Senior Sister Bai has an unshirkable responsibility. As your junior brother, don't you intend to make up for it?"
"If she were a man, it would be easier for me to take action, but the problem is that there are differences between men and women. I can only scare her, and after a few days, she won't fall for it."
Lu Bei waved his hands repeatedly. After spending a few days with Wei Yu, he felt a sense of superiority in terms of intelligence. But this was not a good thing. He was afraid that after a long time, his IQ would be pulled down to the same level by Wei Yu, and then he would be defeated miserably by the other party's rich experience.
As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." A fox with a thick skin and a black heart is the target he should approach.
Seeing Wei Mao transformed into a member of the Father Worry Alliance, Lu Bei quickly changed the subject: "Cousin, has our ancestral chain mail been repaired?"
"There are skilled craftsmen in the army who have already repaired it."
"That's perfect. I need to go out with Zhu Bo. Lend me the chain mail for protection."
As he spoke, Lu Bei took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed them in front of Wei Mao.
The amount is huge.
Wei Mao didn't accept it, and frowned at Lu Bei: "What happened? Why do you look like you are making arrangements for your funeral?"
"How is that possible? I calculated that there's a risk that the chain mail will be lost this time. Give me more money so that you don't ask for too much when you come to me to settle the bill." Lu Bei shrugged.
"Be careful."
Wei Mao looked at Lu Bei deeply and put the banknote into his arms. After several collaborations, he had accumulated enough capital. It was time to consider the issue of transfer and where to be transferred.
The most convenient way for military officers to be promoted is through merit.
Yuezhou is located on the border of Wu Zhou and has been in constant friction with neighboring countries for many years. It is the best place to go. Lingxiao Sword Sect is also in Yuezhou, making it convenient for his wife and daughter to see each other from time to time.
Wei Mao considered his interpersonal relationships and temporarily set Yuezhou as his first target.
…
Eight days passed in a flash. Lu Bei went to the alchemy room to open books for the first three days, and worked in the fields with Zhu Bo for the next five days, successfully harvesting a batch of valuable antiques.
Fortunately, he went down to the underground several times, but was schemed by one person or another, and he didn't get any decent antiques. Finally, he made a breakthrough.
Zhu Bo appraised the price of the antiques and Lu Bei waited for his share. He took two playthings back to the Wei Mansion, intending to give them to his eldest cousin as gifts.
Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I didn't see Wei Mao, but instead saw a familiar figure.
I haven't seen you for half a year, but the white clothes under the tree are still as cold and lonely as ever.
White brocade.
Lu Bei stepped forward in surprise: "Senior Sister, why are you at Dasheng Pass? Are you released from the ban?"
"I received a message from my junior sister, going down the mountain to pick up Xiaoyu." Bai Jin raised his hand and held Lu Bei's. Seeing that two of the three sword symbols on the back of his hand were gone, he frowned tightly.
Taking Wei Yu back to Lingxiao Sword Sect was just an excuse. Bai Jin received a message from Zhu Yan and learned that Lu Bei was also in Dashengguan, so he came to convey a good news to him.
With the continued efforts of the headmaster's wife, Lü Buwang, and the assessment of the headmaster's son, Lin Yu, Lu Bei was awarded the Iron Sword Token. The official third-generation disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, headmaster Lin Buyan, was powerless to save the situation and could no longer find an excuse to delay Lu Bei's return to the mountain gate.
In other words, Bai Jin came to take him back to Lingxiao Sword Sect.
Hearing this, Lu Bei's mouth twitched. People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Looking at Bai Jin's heartfelt smile, he just wanted to cry from the bottom of his heart.
After feeling so wronged, it’s not too much to just lie in my senior sister’s arms and cry for a while, right
That's a bit too much.
Now is the time to be greedy as the situation is urgent. You should work hard to upgrade and try to reach level 100 before Fox Three arrives. It won’t be too late to be greedy then.
When his enemy Teng Chongming fell off a cliff, Lu Bei thought for a long time in the cold wind and found that he was thinking too much. He always wanted to solve the problem with his brain and forgot that this is the world of Jiuzhou and the bigger fist is the more powerful.
In the past, the status of demon cultivators was not as high as that of dogs. Then the Demon King appeared out of nowhere and beat down all those who disobeyed him with one punch and one kick. Even the human race, which was far away from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, was deeply afraid of the power of the Demon King and dared not harm the demons in their territory anymore.
The same is true for Lu Bei. If he is level 100, he doesn't need to care whether Lingxiao Sword Sect knows about Tianjian Sect's plan to overthrow Wu Zhou. He can just rush up the mountain, knock Lin Buyan down with one punch, seize his position as the leader, and become the boss of Lingxiao Sword Sect.
Anyone who dares to say that he has no say will be beaten to death.
When the Huangji Sect and the Iron Sword Alliance went to war, he would slack off to gain experience, ignoring the Iron Sword Alliance and the Huangji Sect. Who on either side would dare not give him face
After all, the brain is a good thing, but if the fist is big enough, dimensionality reduction attack does not require the brain at all.
Take the Demon King as an example. Everyone praises him for his boundless magical powers and calls him an invincible genius of the world, but has anyone ever praised his ability in internal affairs
No.
Not only did everyone choose to ignore it, they also took the initiative to make excuses for his poor internal affairs level.
The Demon King put all his talents into cultivation.
There are three thousand beautiful and charming ladies in the harem, and the Demon Emperor is eager to continue his bloodline. Every day, he gets up until noon, and it is understandable that he almost neglects domestic affairs.
How come the Demon King is so bad at domestic affairs? Look at his upright posture and his dancing chest muscles. He's got full marks in both domestic and foreign affairs!
Lu Bei said that he understood. Admittedly, being an undercover agent was a good reason, but whether it would be recognized or not was up to the Huangji Sect, the Xuanyin Division, and even the Emperor Wu Zhou.
If these people get together, Lingxiao Sword Sect will be doomed!
Lu Bei knows everything and his goal is very clear, so he should speed up the upgrade. When he reaches level 100, he will have the position of the head of Lingxiao Sword Sect and the respect and treatment of the immortals on earth. But his senior sister can sleep with him whenever she wants... ahem, now he has the strength, he can stand on whichever side he wants.
Traitor
Damn, it doesn't exist at all.
Do you know why the old man carrying the sword traveled all the way to Yuezhou to establish the Lingxiao Sword Sect
The purpose is to draw a line between themselves and the Tianjian Sect.
Your Majesty, look at Lu's fist. There are no traitors in Lingxiao Sword Sect. Looking around, they are all ardent monks who are loyal to the emperor and patriotic!
"That's right, that's how it should be, this is how you cultivate immortality!"
Lu Bei let out a long sigh, his thoughts became clear, and he felt his spiritual realm had been elevated.
"Junior brother, what are you thinking about?" Bai Jin asked quietly.
"Nothing, Senior Sister, you know me, I often talk nonsense."
"I know, but can you get up first?"
"???"
Lu Bei's face was full of confusion. He woke up from his fantasy of level 100 and was shocked to find that he had fallen into Bai Jin's arms without knowing when.
No wonder there are all kinds of things in the dream, it seems like the sleeping environment is good.
"Junior brother?!"
"It's getting up. It's getting up."
Lu Bei smiled awkwardly and reluctantly moved his head away from Bai Jin's chest.
Bai Jin shook his head repeatedly and looked at Lu Bei calmly: "Junior brother, I heard from Junior Sister about the situation of Yuhua Sect. It is a good thing that you carry forward the hard work of Uncle Mo, but... beauty can mislead people. You are extremely talented, don't ruin your future."
Lu Bei: “…”
What does that mean? What did Senior Sister Zhu put in there