Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 708

  The wind was violent, and the remaining energy was not scattered for a long time.

  Tian Mingzi was blown away by the flying sand and stone, so he couldn't open his eyes. Fortunately, it was not a big problem.

   If you don't see anything, you know there are human-shaped objects, no matter the realm or the species, you don't know anything.

   At this time, Lu Bei was wearing a black-patterned mask and had a vague realm of Sanshen Art. When the monks in the Mahayana period came, they could not see his true colors, let alone Tianmingzi, who was only in the virtual realm.

   Indecisive, he calls himself a junior.

  Tian Mingzi bowed his hands and said politely: "This place is Hengshui Mountain, the territory of Zhaoqin vassal state, junior Tianmingzi, senior is polite."

   "Tianmingzi's daoist friend is very polite, Ding Mou is a mountain and wild Taoist, and a Sanxiu cannot be a senior." Lu Bei clasped his fists in return, and glanced at the compass in Tianmingzi's hand.

   Ordinary things, and he has no chance.

  In this case, there is no need for law enforcement.

  Confirmed his arrival in Zhaoqin, Lu Bei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. The Kunlun Mountains were several times wider than he thought, and the three-day journey that was originally scheduled took ten days to land.

   Everyone is going numb.

   "Ding has something important to do, so don't disturb Yaxing, who is enjoying the sun. You are busy, and you are destined to see you again."

   "Senior, wait a moment, you came from the north, can you see the signs of the birth of the magic weapon?"

   "Magic weapon?!"

  Lu Bei immediately became interested, stopped walking, and chatted with Tian Mingzi full of curiosity: "Fellow Daoist here waiting for an opportunity?"

   "Yes, waiting for a sword."

  Tian Mingzi sighed: "The younger generation has waited for a full three hundred years, including the six hundred years of the master and the ancestors, a thousand years of wasted time, and I did not wait for this magic weapon to appear in the world."

  Lu Bei was more interested, took out the table, chairs and benches, greeted Tianmingzi to take a seat, and filled a cup of tea: "Come on, Lanlan's throat is fine."

  Tian Mingzi was somewhat resentful, pouring bitter water into the mouth of a cup of tea, talking about the unfortunate fate of his own mountain gate.

"Senior I don't know, the younger generation belongs to the Boundless Sword Sect, which was also a well-known force in Zhaoqin thousands of years ago. At its peak, tens of thousands of swordsmen were in the sky, and they dominated one side. Even if Emperor Zhaoqin faced the sword of our Boundless Sword Sect. Xiu should also be polite."

   Infinite Sword Sect?

   sounds like a trash fish, or the small one in the trash.

  Lu Bei made an evaluation in his heart, and said with awe: "It turned out to be a descendant of the Infinite Sword Sect. I have heard the name for a long time. When I see it today, I am truly blessed for three lifetimes."

   By the way, do you Wuliang Jianpai live in Wuliang Mountain, there is a lake in the mountain, there is a hole by the lake, and there is a life-size figure in the hole?

   "Senior is joking. The hero doesn't mention the braveness of the past. There is no immeasurable sword faction nowadays. It is the junior who is rude."

  Tian Mingzi took the tea himself, and the more he drank it, the more bitter he slammed on the table: "If it hadn't been for abandoning the scriptures, how could the Infinite Sword Sect be reduced to where it is today!"

   "Poof—"

  Lu Bei spit out a mouthful of tea. Seeing that Tianmingzi's face was covered in water, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "Why did you say this, fellow Daoist, but the invincible immortal sword master in your mouth?"

   The claws of Abandoning the Classics have reached Zhaoqin?

   is also right, after all, he is invincible in his entire life, chopping from east to west, from south to north, whether it is sword intent or Dao Yun, wherever he goes, it is not surprising that he has a bad relationship in Zhaoqin.

  Tian Mingzi raised his sleeves to wipe the tea on his face, stared at the white towel in Lu Bei's hand and fell into contemplation.

  Like many normal people, it was difficult to adapt to Lu Bei for the first time.

   "Don't be surprised, fellow Daoist, this thing was gifted by a close friend of my beloved wife's sister. It is of great significance to Ding, so I can't use you to wipe my face."

  Lu Bei collected the fragrant handkerchief and asked, "What happened to the Abandonment Scripture? He dismantled the Infinite Sword Sect?"

"That's not true, but he defeated several kendo masters of the Infinite Sword Sect with his immortal sword intent, and the swordsman of the elders of the mountain gate was broken, and he has never recovered since then. There is only one junior left."

  Then you are too weak!

   Lu Bei's admiration: "As expected of the Immortal Sword Master, as expected of the Immortal Sword Intent, whoever can obtain this Sword Intent will surely be invincible for a lifetime."

   After he finished speaking, he nodded again and again, expressing his high affirmation from the perspective of a pure passerby.

  Immortal Sword Intent is very beneficial, but my Boundless Sword Intent is not far behind. If it is not for abandoning the classics and ruthless hands, every sword will break the Sword Heart. "Tian Mingzi said bitterly, deeply dissatisfied.

  Although, he just refuses to accept it!

  Lubei: (one "one)

  Immeasurable Sword Intent seems familiar, I feel like I have heard it somewhere, if he, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, remembers correctly, there is a Sword Intent in the Immortal Nine Swords called Infinite Sword Intent, which is a fusion material that cannot be obtained for synthesizing the Immortal Sword Intent.

   So it turns out, Abandoning the Book of Departures prostituted immeasurable sword intent in Zhaoqin.

  If there is a sword intent, there should be a rhyme, and Lu Bei is eager to move. After the first sect master, the second sect master of Tianjian Sect will also extend his evil claws to the Infinite Sword Sect.

   "By the way, fellow Daoist, you said that you are waiting for a sword here. Could it be that there is some magic weapon that can defeat the Abandoned Scripture?" Lu Bei asked curiously.

   If so, this artifact must be related to him.

   "At that time, several kendo masters of the Infinite Sword Sect were defeated by abandoning the scriptures. Among them, there was the ancestor of the younger generation. His sword heart was broken, and every time he picked up the sword, he suffered unspeakably, and the road of kendo was cut off."

"My generation of sword cultivators is unwilling to bow their heads. The patriarch could not ask for a sword, so he asked for the number of days. Finally, in the twilight of his life, he spy on a heavenly secret, a great sword came from the north, and his thoughts were immeasurable. With this divine weapon, he could not only defeat the immortal sword intent, It can also revive the reputation of the Infinite Sword Sect."

  Tian Mingzi spoke loudly, and when he mentioned the last words of the ancestor, the whole person was a little stunned.

  Lub Bei saw that he was mad and foolish, and silently turned it into a demon in his body, but the effect was average, Tian Mingzi's madness, in addition to the obsession that he wanted, there was also a sigh and a bit of resentment.

   Depressed depression, resentment resentment.

   There are those who have abandoned the scriptures, as well as the seniors of the mountain gate, especially their own masters and ancestors, who are guarding the barren mountains and waiting for the divine sword to be born.

   In addition, there is resentment towards Zhaoqin. The Jiang family is too ruthless. If it wasn't for the imperial family to suppress them everywhere, the Boundless Sword Sect would not have fallen so neatly.

   has plummeted, hit the bottom, and has no room for recovery.

  Tian Mingzi was chattering, and Lu Bei had a headache when he heard it, and he was brought back to his original position by madness when he changed the topic several times.

The    attempt was fruitless, and he could see that Tianmingzi was crazy, his logic was not messed up at all, and he complained repeatedly that he just wanted to find an audience.

   He was unlucky and happened to be close.

"Tianmingzi Daoist friend, forgive Ding for being rude, Dajian came from the north, I am afraid it was a cruel word from the ancestors who were unwilling to put it down. In fact, you don't have to stare at me. Ding is a straight-hearted man, and he didn't have that when he was a child. Bend around."

Tian Mingzi was silent for a long time. After a long while, he picked up a cup of tea and murmured: "Senior's words are true, junior. Why don't you know that, except for this sword, the junior has no way to revive the mountain gate, and the teacher does not dare to do it. If you don't know it, you have to wait."

   said, he clenched his fists and coughed heavily, his sallow complexion was like golden paper for a moment, and the whole person became old.

   His fists were spread out and the blood was dazzling, causing Lu Bei to **** in a breath of cold air.

   "Don't get me wrong, fellow Daoist, this is serious tea, not poisoned."

   "Senior is joking, it's the junior's deadline, and it has nothing to do with the senior's tea."

  Tian Mingzi's withered hair turned white, and his vitality quickly withered. Although it has nothing to do with tea, it has something to do with Lu Bei's pleasant words. Otherwise, he can live for at least three or five months.

   Lu Bei's forehead was sweating, he supported the crumbling Tianmingzi, a little green light lit up, and tried to extend his birthday for three or five months.

   However, it was of no use.

  Tian Mingzi looked relieved, but he didn't want to live. He grabbed Lu Bei's sleeve and said indifferently: "When the junior is about to die, it is really nice to be able to chat with the senior and have this pot of good tea."

   "Fellow Daoist, if you persist, you can still drink a few more cups."

   "Hahaha, the younger generation wants to die, and I'm already tired of living."

Tian Mingzi went mad for a few more words, and his spirits were refreshed. He took out a Qiankun ring from his sleeve and said quickly: "There are countless swords in the ring. Young people like me, let the inheritance of the Infinite Sword Sect continue, if you find it troublesome, you can cultivate on your own, and if anyone else asks, please ask the seniors to mention the name of the Infinite Sword Sect.”

  Land North

Head, took the Qiankun ring, saw that Tianmingzi had finished returning to the light, and was about to leave, he said: "Daoist friend, Ding heard some two or three things about Tianjianzong over the mountain. After a thousand years, Tianjianzong also It's gone."

"how do I say this?"

   Tianmingzi was overjoyed, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

   "The Heavenly Sword Sect rebelled, and his spine was broken. Three of the three died during the calamity period. The remaining one was an old farmer who was not doing his job properly, and he only knew how to plant grass and hold trees every day."

   "The second suzerain is a little white face who eats soft rice. He is idle and has no ambitions.

   "The nine elders are not full of people even though they've put together everything. The suzerain only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun. He spends all day working as cattle and horses in his daughter's village. In a few years, the Heavenly Sword Sect should be abolished."

   "That's good, that's good"

  Tian Mingzi nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, his eyes slowly closed, and the hand that was pulling his beard drooped down.

  It's cold!

"Fellow--"

Lu Bei said with great sadness, and he tried his breath with his hands, confirming that he was really cold, and changed his face in a second: "But the second sect master is very talented, and he was silent after reading the Abandonment Sutra. The backbone of Tianjian Sect is his own. It was interrupted, and now it is continued, and the realm of vitality and all things competing is still in front of us."

   "Ming people don't say secret words, that person is me!"

  Ten Mingzi was emotionally stable, did not say anything to refute, just walked away with a smile.

  Lu Bei sighed, lamenting that it was not easy to practice cultivation, waved away the stone table and stone bench, fell to the ground with a cup of tea, and gave Tianmingzi a ride.

   He raised his hand with a fire, sent Tianmingzi into the box, and rummaged through the Qiankun Ring to pick it up.

  Meeting is the fate, find the home address of the lonely old man, make a trip to send the ashes back, and let them return to their roots with fallen leaves. It is best to have a phone number. The woman who answers the phone is 280 years old. She values ​​love and righteousness, but her IQ is not high.

  Phone or something, Lu Bei thought too much, but the address does exist.

   A land deed, indicating the mountain top where the Infinite Sword Sect is located.

   In addition, there are three ancient books with a sense of precipitation of the years.

   "This is"

"what!"

"what?"

"what---"

Chapter end