MTL - Cultivation Is Like This-v3 Chapter 816 Poor Dao quasi-promotion, poor Dao reception

  Chapter 816 Poor Daoist Proposal, Poor Daoist Guidance

   "It's convenient if you say it's convenient. Where can I put my face, and will I still be confused in the future?" Lu Bei snorted, and the golden light in his eyes danced, seeing through the cultivation base of the comer.

   Sure enough, he is a Mahayana monk.

  Brilliant breath-holding technique, pretending to be a rookie in the tribulation period, but his spells were no match for his supernatural powers, and he showed his original shape on the spot under Lu Bei's gaze.

   "He Fangxiao is young, dare to break into my outer building!"

  Shi Wuchang blocked with a cold face, holding a black and dull dagger in his hand, and stepped forward to activate the formation of Tianwailou.

  Xu Mi was included in Mustard Seed, an inconspicuous room stretching thousands of miles, forming a world of its own, and isolating the time and space of the outside world, blocking all passages between the Tianwai Building and the outside world.

  The building was demolished at this time. In the eyes of outsiders, the Tianwailou is still the Tianwailou, and its appearance will not change a bit.

  The man in black squinted his eyes slightly, and secretly said trouble, and saw his body atomized, turning into a gravel-like black wind, howling and blowing towards Shi Wuchang.

"It's you!"

  As soon as he made a move, Shi Wuchang saw the identity of the person who came, and immediately snorted coldly, his figure changed continuously, and numerous phantoms covered the four directions, resisting the black-robed man and forcing him into the void at the same time.

Snapped!

  Lu Bei patted the dog's head: "You watch here, I go out for a walk, if something happens, I will blow up the building."

   After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he had already crossed the Tianwailou blockade.

   There was no response from the big formation, as if nothing happened.

  Heaven and man are one.

  When Han Miaojun and Yan Xiaoshuang were researching Lu Bei, they helped him develop derivative skills that were all one with nature and man. Being integrated into heaven and earth can fool the perception of monks, and naturally it can also fool most of the formations in the world.

  According to the two palace masters, apart from being reckless, Lu Bei is reckless, without any ecstasy of Taoist demeanor, but if he uses his brains, he will not be what he is now.

  Lu Bei didn't refute. They have big breasts, so they are right in everything.

  In the corner of Tianshangcheng, two demon cultivators confronted each other, their heads covered and their faces covered, and they didn't know the identity of each other.

  Whoever wins is the master.

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  Lu Bei laughed heartily, inserted forcefully into the game, looked at the two devils left and right, his eyes flashed with gold.

  A man and a woman, black and bubbling, full of evil thoughts, they are all magic cultivators who cannot be washed away.

   Thinking about his will to slay demons, he felt a little embarrassed, this matter was not a bully!

  Don't do this next time, lower the judgment!

Seeing the spoiler appear, the two demon cultivators stood together resolutely, and the woman said in a flat voice: "Where is the brat, who dares to **** this king's treasure at a mere fitness stage, leave quickly, and let your ancestor Come out and talk."

   "Don't get me wrong, you two, I have no intention of winning the treasure."

  Under the disbelieving gazes of the two, Lu Bei punched out, and the weird force resonated with the ink token, shaking it into powder.

   "Are you crazy, kid?!"

   "Die!"

  The two mahayana period demon cultivators were furious, and they retreated and retreated while talking.

   "..."

  The style of painting in the Far West is completely different from what Lu Bei imagined. He was powerless to complain, and then continued the topic just now: "I am here for one thing, either to kill the two of you, or to be beaten to death by the two of you."

   "Arrogance, you deserve it."

   "Die——"

  The energy frenzy blasted the void, and the darkness engulfed it, covering the round sky.

  The two Mahayana demon cultivators roared their magic power, and when the void exploded, they plunged into it from left to right, turning their heads and running away regardless of the situation.

  Lu Bei is probably used to it, the golden light flashed, blocked the female cultivator's way, rubbed his hands together and said: "Female Bodhisattva, the night is long, you are alone, you might as well stay and resolve loneliness with me."

  Boom! !

   Half an hour later, Lu Bei returned to Tianwailou with still unfinished business.

too fast.

  The battle in the Far West was too fast. I thought this scuffle would last until dawn, but I never expected it. Because the average person is mature, it is almost a cup of tea. There is no more magic in the five cities and twelve mountains.

  The demon cultivators either shook hands to make peace, or worshiped as brothers on the spot, talking about blessings and enjoyments, sharing the secret realm together, rolling up the tokens and running away on the spot.

   There is no competition between snipe and clam, and anglers are useless to enforce the law.

   No, Lu Bei took a lot of hard work to earn 3.8 billion experience.

   Two people were killed, but eight avatars were smashed.

   "Too doggy."

  Lu Bei groaned and fell to the top floor, Shi Wuchang was still fighting with the man in black. The latter lacked fighting spirit and only defended but not attacked, and was gradually pushed into a corner by Shi Wuchang.

  Lu Bei dropped a chair with a wave of his hand, and sat down with his legs crossed. Except for his lecherous face, which didn't fit the style of a big boss, the rest were 80% similar.

  Tu Yuan hasn't given up on his dream of being a high-ranking demon cultivator, so he turns around and sits on Lu Bei's lap, playing the role of the unsmiling female thug next to the boss.

  Because he was only 1.2 meters, Lu Bei lifted his collar by the back and threw him ruthlessly aside.

  Tu Yuan understood in seconds, his figure rose instantly, and he squeezed the exotic magic repair face with the help of a black pattern mask, and then he succeeded in taking the position and sat on Lu Bei's lap.

  Boom!

  The figure of the man in black flickered, and he used a method similar to shrinking the ground to an inch, only fleeing but not fighting, and quickly approached Lu Bei.

  Shi Wuchang sneered secretly, knowing what he was thinking, blood mist scattered around his body, his speed soared for a while, and he crossed the void with his physical body, and he couldn't get rid of it even when he shrunk to an inch.

  Finally, the two decided the winner, Shi Wuchang let go of the man in black, and put the short dagger on his neck.

   "Keep people under the sword!"

  The black-robed man shouted, Shi Wuchang didn't care about it, and took out another hand, took out a strange-looking weapon and stabbed straight at the opponent's door.

   "Keep people under the sword."

  Hearing Lu Bei's voice, Shi Wuchang looked respectful and closed his hands, clasping his claws with five fingers, bursting the five elements of fire of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and clasping the door of the black robed man's face. First, he tore up the black robe covering his face, and then brought it to Lu Bei.

  Boom!

  Shi Wuchang rode on the opponent, pressed his head to the ground with five fingers, and rested a strange weapon on his neck, waiting for Lu Bei's order to stand up his soul.

  This strange weapon is a treasure inherited from Tianwailou. It can obliterate the primordial spirit of a monk in the Mahayana period, and a monk in the Transcendence Tribulation period will lose his soul when touched. It is also famous in the far west.

   Is it really as powerful as in the rumors? Look at Tianwailou has been working for Abi Temple...

  I understand everything.

The black-robed man was restrained, not to mention how unlucky he was, he didn't dare to bet on whether the strange weapon could kill him, he said submissively: "Lord Shi is so majestic, have you forgotten, I invited you last month Have eaten!"

   "Stop talking nonsense, Shi Mou takes money to do things, you give money, I kill people, that's all."

Shi Wuchang sneered, looked up at Lu Bei, changed his face for a second, and said seriously: "My lord, this man is a quasi-ti Taoist. There is a Wujian Temple thirty thousand miles to the west. It is his Taoist temple. I came to Tianwailou to buy it some time ago. Fate, the villain knew him, but he didn't know him before."

   "Yes, what?"

   Lu Bei was patting his **** reluctantly, but he was taken aback when he heard this, raised his hand and threw Tu Yuan aside, squatted down and looked at the man in black.

  The middle-aged Taoist priest is graceful and elegant, with thick eyebrows like knives, and a decent demeanor. His eyes are black and bright, and when they turn, they have agility different from his appearance.

  According to the saying that the face comes from the heart, this is a hypocrite with a lot of thieves.

  Lu Bei didn't care about this, he frowned and said, "Raise your head and tell me, what's your name?"

   "Poverty Promise."

   "..."

   Lu Bei was silent, stroked his non-existent beard, sat back in his chair, and didn't speak for a while.

   It is true that it is just a name, and he has Fantianyin.

  The world of the mainland of Kyushu has gone, and there is nothing wrong with bumping into names. Let alone a quasi-mention, another introduction will not scare him.

but…

   What if!

Tu Yuan took his seat again, Lu Bei ignored him, and fixedly looked at Zhunti: "What kind of bad idea did you come up with when you broke into the Tianwai Building? This seat will give you a chance to argue. I will count to ten. If you can't convince me Sagittarius, today is your death day next year."

   "So that the seniors will know..."

"ten."

   "..." x2

   Zhunti was dumbfounded, but Shi Wuchang didn't realize it. In terms of backtracking, the magic cultivators of the two extreme west lands were unable to be corrected by a foreign Taoist.

   "What are you doing in a daze, cut it!" Lu Bei said angrily.

   "To keep people under the sword, the younger generation will have a treasure to offer."

   "Cut later."

  Lu Bei is not a magic cultivator after all, his soft-heartedness is his shortcoming. After a while, Zhunti, who had lost his entire family, recovered his life, and looked at Shi Wuchang without tears.

  He came to Tianwailou for no other purpose. Knowing that the token is closely related to the secret realm, and thinking of a golden light falling into Tianwailou, he took the initiative to come to find Shi Wuchang.

  It's too dangerous outside. There are so many old devils in his life. If possible, he wants to use the line of Shi Wuchang to get in touch with Abi Temple and get a share of the secret realm.

   That sentence is convenient, and it is also a slang term in the Far West, and it really doesn't mean to grab something.

   Shi Wuchang was very clear about this, but he didn't say anything.

There was limited space around Lu Bei, and Tu Yuan was riding on him from left to right, and took up most of the position due to his favor. There was not much left for Shi Wuchang. The land is nowhere to be found.

  So, from the very beginning, he planned to kill Zhunti.

   Lu Bei patted his buttocks and looked at Zhunti intently, the golden light in his eyes was uncertain.

   "Stay here, you will be included."

  Although it is just a name, but the matter of cause and effect is unclear, and there is a law of fate in the dark.

  It's so predestined to mention this name, he has the most people in the world, and he can touch porcelain without it, take him to the secret place for a walk, and if he doesn't make sure, he can bump into some big treasures.

   Xiantian Lingbao is also Mengyimeng.

  Thinking of this, Lu Bei was quite dissatisfied. He was so brave that he didn't dare to call himself Zhunti.

  Treasures of heaven, material and earth are predestined to get them, and Dao names are no exception, or...

   Grab it and use it yourself?

  On the other side, Gu Zong Chenjing, who was sitting alone in front of the bonfire, waited for the secret realm to open. He saw meteors flying all over the sky, and he also saw the devil colluding, and wolves being surrounded and wiped out.

  He was in the same mood as him, so he ignored it, listening to Lu Dongbalabala talking about Lu Xi, occasionally responding.

   "This fellow Taoist, have you ever seen a meteor fall here?"

  Stepping out with a bald head, seeing Gu Zongchen is soft and cute, and there are no helpers around, inevitably a vicious thought of bullying and bullying appeared in his heart, and he said kindly: "I'm sorry, I'm poor, I don't know what to call you?"

  (end of this chapter)