Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 504

   Chapter 504 White Hair Control Per Capita

  The painting boat is a magic weapon called Chasing Cloud Mansion, forged by monks during the Xuanlongdu Tribulation Period.

Unlike Taifu's Qingruideng and Qin Fangtian's sword box, Chasing Cloud Mansion is not a treasure that crosses life. How it looks now.

  Because it is a recast version, the effect is not as good as before, the offense and defense are very general, and it is usually used for official reception of distinguished guests.

  The shape of Chasing Cloud House can be changed, shuttles, forts, temples...whatever the guests like, it will become what it will become. Zhao Wuxie insisted on his own opinion and was certain of Lu Bei's lecherous person, so he did what he liked and turned the Chasing Cloud Mansion into the appearance of a painting boat.

   As a magic weapon at the Transcending Tribulation Period, the Chasing Cloud Mansion has already been severely damaged and cannot participate in the Tribulation Period-level battle.

   A few days ago, Mu Lichen was chasing Zhao Wuxie in numerous spaces, and secretly carved a few sword talismans based on the principle of being cautious and careful in cultivating immortals.

There are not many   , eighty-eighty-sixty-four, to ensure that he can always perceive one, and use this as a coordinate to sneak into the painting ship.

  No other meaning, Mu Lichen's personal habit is to take one step at a time and see three steps, and he likes to ambush everything he does.

   It is about his own master, so how could Lu Bei tell the truth? He sent Zhao Wuyou like this, and told her to hurry up and go to the front line to die.

   I haven't had any experience in fishing for a long time, so I can't keep my spirits up, and the long legs of cutting red yeast rice are no longer fragrant.

  This disease can only be cured by experience.

   Zhao Wuyou couldn't figure out how Lu Bei could go and come back, so he contacted Zhao Wuxie as soon as possible, Gushan couldn't go, at least he couldn't go before Lu Bei was coaxed away.

  Lu Beiwan has experienced it for several days, how could she push people on the pillar with a snap as she wished.

   "Sister Zhao, this sect master is also for your own good. You don't think about yourself, but also for your honor. You don't want him to be unable to rest his eyes under Jiuquan, right?"

   "Sect Master Lu really wants to be good for me, so he shouldn't force me to go to the front line in the north. If something happens to you, Wu Zhou will definitely not give up, and Wuyou can't afford to pay for his life." Zhao Wuyou resolutely refused.

   "This suzerain just takes a look, if you don't go in, you can't get out of life."

   "I can't even look at it. Gushan is an important place in the military town. Sect Master Lu, Wu Zhou Renshi, if I take you there, the military law will deal with it, and the head will not be guaranteed."

   "Have a discussion!"

Lu Bei leaned over and used the tried-and-tested handsome man's trick, and whispered in his ear: "Sister Zhao, you take this sect master to Gushan, I will let you get what you want, and promise you to complete the task in one night, how about you? ?"

  Zhao Wuyou laughed angrily: "Sect Master Lu, last time you made all the documents, didn't you go back on your word!"

   "Last time was last time, this time is this time, people will change."

  Lu Bei gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a chance, this suzerain didn't have a choice before, and now I want to be a person who keeps his word."

  No, no, no, Zhao Wuyou will not follow anything, unless Lu Bei fulfills his promise in advance and delivers the goods on the spot, otherwise everyone will not have to talk about it.

   She decided that Lu Bei was not a womanizer, not to mention this time, and the next time.

   Sure enough, the two pulled on the spot, Lu Bei proposed to pay half of it first, that is to touch the little hand, and then wait until Gu Shan to tie the other half.

He was not sincere when he heard it, and Zhao Wuyou was even more reluctant. In desperation, Lu Bei had to repeat the old trick: "Sister Zhao, where is Gushan City, the suzerain can send someone to inquire, I want to go, you stop I can't stop it. It's still the same sentence, why don't you take this suzerain over there. If I want to do something harmful, such as colluding with the demon clan to open the border gate, you can send a message in time."

   Zhao Wuyou just pretended he didn't hear it, he was full of integrity, and there was no doubt about the principle issue. Lu Bei wanted to go to Gushan, so he did it himself, and there was no way for her to lead the way.

   At this moment, the water mirror suddenly opened, and Zhao Wuxie's figure slowly emerged.

  Lu Bei pressed Zhao Wuyou on the pillar, and the two were pulling and pulling. From his perspective, it was Lu Bei who pressed Zhao Wuyou on the pillar and arched it back and forth.

  Tsk, the task was completed fairly well, how can there be no progress at all!

  Zhao Wuxie opened the folding fan to block the corners of his mouth that were gradually rising. When the two people who were pulling heard the sound, they both loosened their hands and feet, and took care of their messy clothes.

   "Brother Zhao, it's such a coincidence that you are also here?" Lu Bei smiled and greeted him with a smile.

   "No wonder you disturbed the two Yaxings."

  Zhao Wuxie smiled lightly, without waiting for Zhao Wuxie to explain, and said directly: "It's okay, Sect Master Lu is resourceful, and you have to be careful and careful about getting along with him for your brother. It's not surprising that you didn't notice when you suddenly left and returned."

   Having said this, he smiled at Lu Bei again.

   After listening to Zhao Wuyou's report, Lu Bei suddenly bid farewell to Wuzhou, and Zhao Wuxie was puzzled, wondering what was wrong. Although he didn't know Lu Bei's purpose, but he saved others by himself, so he was sure that Lu Bei didn't go far.

   Sure enough, people tried it out.

On the other side, Zhao Wuyou explained the reason why Lu Bei went and returned, Zhao Wuxie was stunned when he heard it, and said in surprise, "Sect Master Lu, you want to go to the front line of Gushan... but for the sake of one of the three murderers. ?"

   "Yes and no."

  Lu Bei said bluntly: "I did have the idea of ​​battling with the three murderers before, but when I heard about the national conditions of Xuanlong, the idea faded, and I just wanted to find a few big demons to sharpen the immortal sword intent."

   Good thing, there is no reason for a thug who doesn't want money to refuse.

  Zhao Wuxie pondered for a moment, he was not worried that Lu Bei had colluded with the demon clan, if this were the case, Jian Xie Lonely would have died long ago. But thinking about the identity of the sect master of Lubei Tianjian Sect, not to mention the heart of Wuzhou and Zhu's family, he is also forbidden to be interfered with by other countries. Others who want to try something new have to sneakily and blatantly pull him to the front line...

  Free is the most expensive.

  Zhao Wuxie shook his head slightly, he couldn't control this matter, he let Lu Bei wait for a while before going online again.

   Confirmed, nodded and agreed with Lu Bei to go to Gushan for a walk, but the ugly words are in front, all actions are Lu Bei's personal opinion, and have nothing to do with Xuanlong officials.

   These words must be made clear, otherwise there will be an accident, and the red envelopes of Wu Zhou will not be accepted in the coming year.

  Lu Bei nodded again and again, life and death have fate, my life is up to me, if he dies, it is purely his own fault, Xuanlong does not have to take the slightest responsibility.

  The two sides made a verbal agreement, Lu Bei promised not to cause trouble on the front line, Zhao Wuxie promised not to use him as cannon fodder, and both ended the call with satisfaction.

  Zhao Wuxie left, Lu Bei turned around and patted Zhao Wuyou on the shoulder: "Give you a chance, you're useless, if you promised this Sect Master just now, I'll be yours tonight."

   Zhao Wuyou took a sip, not believing Lu Bei's nonsense.

  In the north of Xuanlong, the vast mountains are undulating with blue dragons, and there are countless towering giant trees as high as 100 meters.

   Hazy, the mountains are not mountains, the water is not water, shrouded in mystery all the year round.

   In the distance, you can see the demon cloud transforming into a dragon and the sky, the black pressure is entrenched in the sky, isolated from the world, and occasionally a nameless strange bird is screaming in the sky.

   Opposite the vast mountain range, a black mountain rises up from the ground, with a radius of less than three hundred miles, like a clam clam shaking a tree, it is not worth mentioning.

   But it was just such a lonely mountain that pressed the boundless demon cloud like a nail, causing its embezzlement to stop abruptly.

   One side of the monster cloud is rolling, and the other side is light and windy.

   Lonely Mountain City.

   Take the mountain as a city, and it will not fall for a thousand years.

  Gushan City had 8,000 defenders, 12,000 during the war, and 180,000 people, merchants, and monks in the city. There was a road for 500 miles in the rear. If the city was broken, the demon clan could go south.

Eight thousand defenders practice the method of battle formation in the Holy Land of Human Race 'Blood Qi Battle Flag'. This method is intended to stimulate blood Qi like a dragon, and the body can be tempered a thousand times. Road, non-northern powers are not available.

   The defenders are shields, and the monks are swords.

   The most famous sword in this place is Tu Yuan, one of the three murderers of the Yunyun Palace.

   However, a lonely mountain city alone is not enough to resist thousands of demon clans.

  There are dozens of cities in the northern border of Xuanlong, each of which is an important military town, dotted with lonely stars, and even becomes a dragon.

   That's right, Xuanlong moved the Qi Luck Dragon Vessel to the front line.

   With the dragon veins as the foundation of the formation, dozens of nails were pressed, blocking the wild hope of the demon clan going south.

   Change to another country, this kind of suicidal behavior of putting one's life on the edge of the enemy's knife is a textbook-like way to die, and it is absolutely impossible.

  The dragons of luck in every family are all baby bumps. For example, Yiliang, the **** of the millennium, hid the dragon veins in a secret realm, lest the enemy find the dead end.

  Although Yiliang is still dead, it is because of their bad luck. Similar to Wuzhou, Qiyan and other big countries, they are all the same as Yiliang. The dragon veins are hidden in the ancestral land, and they will not be easily exposed until the country is destroyed.

  Xuanlong belongs to no choice. Compared with the demon clan's invading year after year, it is generally on the defensive side, and the initiative is on the demon clan's side.

   If you don't move the dragon veins at the bottom of the press box, you can't stand the long battle line at all.

But from a long-term point of view, although this move is a helpless choice, it is also a brilliant move. Thousands of years have proved that Xuanlong's luck has not declined for a moment, and the more the war is stronger, the golden light shines to Wuzhou, only Liu Ha Lazi share.

   To get to the bottom of the reason, the white-haired Zhao family gambled everything to die with the country and coexist with the people. There are more than ten emperors who have been dismembered by the monsters on the front line of the northern border. The people's hearts and minds, the big boat is like walking on the ground, and there is no reason for the national fortune to decline with each passing day.

  Qinggan should be glad that the object of his return to the country was Wu Zhou, and he was replaced by Xuanlong. The average person was white-haired.

  The clouds and mists dissipated, the Baizhang city walls were mottled, and nicks and scratches abounded. In the vastness and sorrow, there was another majestic aura that stood still.

  Lu Bei looked up, his eyes were slightly squinted, and a golden light flashed in his eyes. The golden dragon had only scales and claws in his eyes. Compared with the silly dragon of Bi Yiliang, the elder brother and the younger brother were judged.

   "After entering the city, please ask Sect Master Lu to restrain yourself. Senior Tu Yuan is not a good talker." Zhao Wuyou pleaded, no, pleaded.

  150+ girls have intuition that when these two meet, 80% of them will fight.

   (end of this chapter)

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