Cultivation Is Like This Chapter 810

  Chapter 810 Small opening is not considered open

  【The finishing touch Lv12 (satisfaction)】

  One stroke is smart and reborn, and the filth and muddy water will turn into a dragon and become a fairy.

  Lu Bei learned the 'Dotting the Eyes', and the 2 billion aptitude was dropped, directly maxing out the skills.

   There is no joy of my Taoism, let alone the sublimation of the Tao because of the extreme love, but the fingers are a little itchy, I took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and tried the results.

   Shua Shua Shua several strokes fell, Lu Bei held the pen and fell into deep thought.

  His first teacher of painting is Bai Jin. He entered the pit to please his senior sister. After that, his painting skills became great, which originated from Jiang Suxin's collection of painting skills books.

  Non-abstract, with a strong sense of realism, the highest level of perfection can be described as false.

   "With Jiang Suxin's painting skills coupled with finishing touch skills..."

   "No!"

   "Jiang Suxin has obtained the secret art of dotting eyes, and has learned something. This guy has been a 25-year-old boy from the beginning, and he has been wary of Ying Long."

   Lu Bei was talking to himself while painting, and the brush was like a snake, and within a moment, there was a fairy in white floating in the painting, with a white gauze covering his face, and his figure was lifelike.

   Taifu.

  The Taifu in the painting has eyes but no pearls. Lu Beiji used the secret method of painting the finishing touch, and painted two black eyes.

  The mana in his body is like opening a flood gate, pouring it into the drawing paper along the stroke of the brush, and the painting is completed instantly, and the Taifu's ethereal white clothes jump out.

   "It's amazing, almost like the real thing."

  Looking at the silent waiter to do it, Lu Bei circled it twice, and made a move of the black tiger to grab the vital point.

  The paper figurine doesn't feel good in the hand. To be precise, it has no feel at all. It is cold and stiff without the texture that a flesh and blood body should have, and…

   Lu Bei stretched his hand into the skirt of his clothes and swept it. The inside was empty, with a shell but no inside. In terms of practicality, it was far inferior to him to go to the yin and yang fortune map by himself.

   After pondering for a moment, Lu Bei sorted out his thoughts. No wonder Jiang Suxin secretly drew the book, but he also noticed the inadequacy of the finishing touch.

  He frowned tightly, and injected a ray of soul into the paper figurine.

  The paper figurine Tai Fu smiled, the iceberg melted, and the room was full of spring.

  Lu Bei: "..."

  Purely my own person, there is something strange about it.

   Yes, it's disgusting.

He tried to use the paper man's body to control supernatural powers. After several attempts, some supernatural powers and magic weapons could be used, such as the four spirits of the sky, five elements and five elephants, but the supernatural powers related to the physical body, such as the immortal sword body and supernatural speed, could not be used. .

  Chi Yangtian's skills were used, and the paper man Taifu set himself on fire to purify the world and white flames, turning into a few wisps of ashes and floating away.

   "Is it just a clone?"

   "No, even if it's a clone, it's too fragile. Dotting the eyes is the first of the three secret arts. It can be turned into reality with success. It's not so simple to reverse chaos and yin and yang."

  Lu Bei murmured, suspecting that the core of the Yin-Sealing of Huangquanmen lies in the inheritance of skills. He only got a single skill that is the finishing touch, so it is difficult to perfectly display the magical skills.

  After all, Yinglong's paper figurines can not only turn fictitiousness into reality, and rely on death to support life, but also reverse life and death. They can be reborn from ashes, so weird that it seems to go back in time.

  Lu Bei felt that he had been tricked. The key point is that this pit was originally reserved for Jiang Suxin. Not only did he jump in on his own initiative, but he also stopped Suzaku from jumping, and successfully made enemies and offended the other party.

  For a moment, Lu Bei seemed to see the picture of Ying Long rolling all over the ground laughing with joy.

   "It's ridiculous, you don't even know how powerful the paper man is!"

Lu Bei gritted his teeth and refused to admit it. He raised his hand to paint and had to create more than a dozen Taifu, the kind who don't wear clothes. Thinking about how he winked at himself was a bit chilly, so he decided to let his life go and meet the real person another day interactive.

   Losing 12,000 skill points, 2 billion aptitude, and being ridiculed by Ying Long for his IQ, Lu Bei became more and more angry. He has been in the world of cultivating immortals for two and a half years, when did he ever do such a loss-making business.

   This earns back.

  He took out the Hualong Pavilion collection of books, activated the shocking aptitude, and acquired three new sub-professions in one go, and then barely stopped the loss.

   Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine and scented tea.

The skills books of Hualong Pavilion are basically related to these eight items. It is understandable that there is no white man in the Royal Academy, and the humble bookboys are all rich in their ancestors. The proper upper class, the life skills taught in the academy cannot do without the word "elegance". Character.

  Lu Bei learned the three ways of piano, chess, and tea, started to upgrade his qualifications, deducted the initial investment and 12,000 losses, and barely accounted for 5,000 skill points.

   Still a loss.

  Two days later, Lu Bei turned back to King Wu, and accompanied by Yang Dian, he attended the banquet in the imperial city.

Because the identity of the envoy of the Holy Land sounds very false, no, Lu Bei's trip is low-key and should not be publicized. In addition, Yang Dian and Ji Wuhou were injured, Qin Shiwen committed crimes and died, and the four Mahayana monks who were most capable of fighting in Xiangwu disappeared. Three, the last one got rumors from nowhere, and his whereabouts were unknown when he went out to seek refuge, so Emperor Xiang Wu didn't mention the word Holy Land, and he entertained them with delicious food and drinks, and even stuffed a small gift before the end of the banquet.

   A little care is not a respect.

   Eat and drink enough and take the money, hurry back!

  Same as Zhao Qin, Xiang Wu is not enthusiastic about someone who is airborne, and has no intention of keeping him permanent, even if Xiang Wu is really short of people, even if the old emperor is really greedy for someone's body.

  Thousands of words and one sentence, the temple is too small to accommodate this shit-stirring stick weighing 13,500 catties.

  Lu Bei took the appearance fee, satisfactorily withdrew from Xiangwu, and led Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan to patrol around his territory.

  The new official took office three fires, Xuanwu came to the national branch of the Gravekeeper, took the distribution map of the secret realm with the highest authority, picked a few for Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan, and picked a few for himself.

  When encountering grave guards who are not pleasing to the eye, at least they are beaten to death, and at worst they are bombarded to the point of scum, and Xuanwu's notoriety spread like wildfire.

   Soon, the time came to the beginning of July, and the second player professional competition came to an end.

  Because Lu Bei stepped into the high-level dungeon, as a big boss, he has a position in front and back. His enthusiasm for players has dropped again and again, and now he doesn't care.

  Let's not talk about sweatshops. The capitalists open up new tracks and earn a lot of money every day, which is not bad for the small money of the players.

   But the handicap should still be opened. Reputation is very important. Players must remember him well, so as not to lose their jobs when they go online.

  Wu Zhou, Tianjianzong.

  Xiong Chu's diplomatic residence is under construction in full swing. The newcomer diplomat Gu Xinli has already moved in. He handed over the letter of worship, and everything hastened.

   It is said that Qi Yan's Ji is very unconvinced by this, and she will give eight letters of credence a day, and she will also leave a door for the suzerain opposite the Tianjianzong.

  However, the country is small and weak, under the persuasion of Xuanlong and Xiongchu, and the waving of the flag by Wu Zhou, he has no choice but to withdraw his credentials. He can only watch others eat meat, and he can't even get a mouthful of soup.

  Lu Bei didn't know about this matter at all, and the Three Kingdoms kept his mouth shut, let alone take the initiative to tell. He played hide-and-seek with the little foxes in Qingqiu Palace.

  The old rules, he pretends to be a ghost, counts to one hundred and starts to catch the fox.

  Different from the previous ones, this time I played the role of a ghost honestly, and didn't just run away when I counted to one hundred, leaving five little foxes and idiots squatting in the grass, squatting for a day and a night.

   "One hundred, have you hidden them well? If I catch you, hehehe."

  Lu Bei rubbed his little hands, his divine sense swept across, and he saw five hiding places in an instant.

  Small openings are not considered openings.

  Suddenly, his face was overjoyed, and he was about to run away.

  The next second, I saw a ghost, my face was like toilet paper, and my whole body was not well.

  Bai Jin went out, and then...

  She Yan is also out!

   "I knew it, you guys negotiated."

  Gritting his teeth, Lu Bei ignored the five little foxes, left the secret place of Hidden Thousand Mountain, and headed straight for Beijun Mountain.

  Wu Wangfeng Studio, Bai Jin consolidated the realm of the Transcending Tribulation Period, saw Lu Bei stretching his teeth and claws as if about to pounce, spit lightly, and pointed at his forehead.

   "Senior Sister, Junior Brother misses you."

   Lu Bei plunged into Bai Jin's arms, the bell was still fragrant, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of the little Jianxiu falling asleep wrapped in the quilt of his senior sister on the Sanqing Peak.

  At that time, the little white face had no strength to restrain the chicken, struggling in the materialistic world of cultivating immortals, and only this quilt left the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.

  Thinking of Sanqing Peak, the sound of She Yan knocking on the door in the small black room seemed even more urgent.

  Lu Bei took a breath of the aroma, pushed Bai Jin and had to do some important things, so he quickly put the person to sleep, if it was too late, Elder She would reveal his secrets.

  Looking at the little junior brother who was probing around, Bai Jindai frowned slightly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she pointed out that the sword symbol isolated the studio, forming a small world of its own.

   night.

  Looking at Bai Jin who was getting dressed, Lu Bei murmured to himself that she was good at what she was capable of, and she couldn't even take off her clothes.

   Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.

   "Brother, is something on your mind?" Bai Jin asked abruptly.

  Lu Bei shook his head again and again, and quickly stepped forward to draw his eyebrows, and after a few strokes, he began to lose his mind again.

   I haven't heard the knock on the door for a long time, Elder She won't be angry!

  Bai Jin leaned against Lu Bei's chest, her black hair draped down to cover her side face, she closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, then raised her hand to pinch Lu Bei's waist.

   "Hiss——"

   "Don't think about other thoughts."

   "Senior sister is so unreasonable, I didn't think about anything but you..." Lu Bei shouted, raised his hand, and saw that it was snowing on the Douwang Peak in July, and the dark clouds blocked the bright moonlight.

  After finishing her make-up hastily, Bai Jin's brows were not worried, and she opened her mouth to say something.

   Flickering in front of her, there were several more secret sword manuals. She looked closely, and they were Wuliang Sword Manual and Breaking Heaven Sword Manual.

  Bai Jin's heart of swordsmanship is sincere, and the attribute of sword madness is not much worse than that of Zhan Hongqu. Seeing that Lie Xinxi reads the secret scriptures and comes into contact with the rhymes of the two schools, his heart is even happier.

  Boom!

  She put together the secret tome and put it aside calmly: "It's been a long time since I discussed swords with my junior brother. If nothing happens, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. How about fighting swords in March?"

   Lu Bei smiled stiffly, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

   Not good, the fairy fell into the mortal world, her mind is not as clear as before.

   "Junior brother, you talk!"

   "To tell you the truth, the Heavenly Sword Sect is full of chores, and as the leader of the mountain gate, the younger brother only takes time out of his busy schedule..."

   "So, the younger brother wants to say goodbye to me as soon as he puts on his pants?" Bai Jin raised his sleeves to cover his face, wanting to cry.

  Lu Bei: ()

  The mediators have a wrong style of painting, so they must have guessed something.

  (end of this chapter)

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