Chapter 341 Hearing the Tao in the morning, dying in the evening is enough

  One kind of rice feeds a hundred kinds of people.

  Although the cultivators don’t eat rice, there are all kinds of people.

  Take Mei Wangsu’s apprentices as examples, Meng Buwei and Wen Bubei are the standard templates for senior and junior apprentices. The former is good at calculating, while the latter has a sincere heart to ask swords, both of which can be created.

   Taste is not light, Pang Buchu is not good enough, but it is better than an obedient one. Measured from the perspective of a tool person, it is also very good.

  Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque can't do it, they have average strength and average brains, and they all have the appearance of a man.

  Call them stupid, knowing that there are many people and strength is great, so they go to trick and sneak attack, and lead Sima Buzheng into the formation for two-on-one.

   Say they are smart, they are still counting money for him after being sold by Jing Ji.

  Before, Mei Wangsu was put on the most wanted list of the Iron Sword League, in case Lin Buyan misunderstood, all the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect in this line were invited out of Tianjian Peak by Jing Ji, and they were called to be brave.

  A while ago, 'Lin Buyan' attacked Yinxue Jiange at night, Mei Wangsu heard nothing, and a group of his subordinates were all abandoned. Without even thinking about it, Jing Ji packed them all and sent them to Shui Zeyuan.

   It is reasonable to say that most people should have a certain B number in their hearts at this time, knowing that they should keep a low profile with their tails between their legs.

  Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque are not there, not only are they not, but they also feel that they are valued by Jing Ji, and they feel that their lineage is doing well again.

   No, in order to refresh his sense of existence, he got into trouble with Sima Buzheng.

By the way, the two of them didn't know that Mei Wangsu was missing at this time, and they thought that their master and younger brother were in ambush, and they had laid a net against Ling Xiao Sword Sect, and they could counterattack Beijun Mountain and regain the head of the sect only after Jing Ji gave an order Dashitian, one of the throne and the Nine Swords.

   "Senior brother, why are you here?"

  Sima Buzheng was in doubt, he remembered very clearly, before leaving, Lin Buyan repeatedly explained that this trip must be low-key, not only not to steal the limelight, but also to trot all the way to catch the rear when charging.

   If possible, reverse charge.

   Here comes the question, what is the reason for such a low-key sect leader blatantly holding Dashitian around in Shuizeyuan?

"Now is not the time to talk about this. After my master has dealt with the two scumbags on the opposite side, we two brothers sit down and chat slowly." Lu Beiyin laughed out loud, grasping the big trend of piracy Tianchao Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque go.

  In the wilderness, no one is around, the experience of being able to stand up and pick it up, if you don't pick it up, you won't pick it up.

   "My surname is Lin, quickly put Da Shitian down, and speak up if you have something to say, I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil."

   "Don't think that you can do anything to my brothers if you hold the general trend. I'm not afraid to tell you that the master is in Shuizeyuan. If you dare to touch us... Huh, let's weigh yourself first."

  Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque threatened successively, stern and soft-hearted, showing a lack of energy.

   "The two senior brothers are really powerful. Uncle Mei is indeed in Shuizeyuan at the moment, but you have no chance to see him again." Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and poured his sword intent into the black sword in his hand.

  In an instant, the murderous aura swallowed and frightened, and the violent sword walked on the ground, and the torrent visible to the naked eye rolled down, crushing the crushed stones and turning them into powder.

  Seeing this scene, Sima Buzheng was taken aback for a moment, kept on guard, and took half a step back cautiously.

  The sword intent of Changchong is true, but there is something wrong with the person who uses the sword intent, and Da Shitian is also invisible...

   This person is not the senior brother in charge!

  Sima Buzheng and Lin Buyan wore a pair of trousers since they were young, and they knew their seniors very well, but Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque were not.

   "Afraid of what he will do, two against one, we have the advantage."

   "That's right, there is nothing to be afraid of if there is nothing in the forest!"

  Qin Bupo and Cheng Buque looked at each other, the pressure of the sword frightened their minds, and the whole body was filled with unspeakable depression. They knew that if they didn't do anything, they might lose the courage to even draw the sword.

  The two immediately turned into electricity, one left and one right facing Lu Bei, the small world gathered at the edge of the sword, not daring to easily provoke Da Shitian's sharp edge, and stabbed at Lu Bei's physical vitals respectively.

   Clang!

  Golden light flashed, Lu Bei stood with his sword horizontally, two weak corpses slowly fell down, the flesh and blood body was gray and white, from the flesh to the soul, all vitality was wiped out.

   After a thousand years, the Immortal Sword Intent sees blood again. This is what sword cultivators have been asking for all their lives, and you two are worthy of death.

   Lu Bei stepped on his foot, the terrain rolled over, and dust and mud waves surged, submerging the gradually deserted bodies of the two.

   "Senior brother..."

Sima Buzheng's forehead was sweating, and he probably guessed the identity of the mysterious person pretending to be Lin Buyan. According to the gossip, this person beheaded Le Xian with a sword, and subdued an elder holding the Nine Swords head-on, and sold it for a good price .

  Invincible.

   "Brother, why did you sweat so much, but you were injured?"

   "No, it's just a skin injury, it's already healed." Sima Buzheng raised his hand and wiped his face to clear away the remaining sword energy in his body, and the bruises on his nose and face disappeared immediately.

   "It's fine, I'm the head... Hey, junior brother, come closer and talk, why are you always backing away?"

   "Dashitian's sharpness cannot be seen, I... I dare not get too close." Sima Buzheng said dryly.

"So that's the case. Lu thought that the Sima Zhangyuan saw through my disguise, and it turned out that he was forced by the sharpness of the general trend." Lu Bei nodded. The play is going to this point, there is no need to act again, put away the fakes and take a big step Walk towards Sima Buzheng.

  The two walked one by one and retreated, and soon left the formation.

But even if he was outside the formation, Sima Buzheng did not dare to point a cloud-piercing arrow. Shuizeyuan has countless sword repairs, and the one with the highest cultivation level is Zhan Lexian. Lu Bei really wants to do something to him. .

"In the Sima Zhangyuan, the good birds choose trees to live in, and they don't hang out with the forest. Not to mention being hungry for nine meals in three days, they are also beaten nine times in three days. It's like today, if you don't see injustice on the road without Lu, you are afraid that you will die Humiliated by the two young people."

The corner of Lu Bei's mouth twitched: "You have also seen Lu's aptitude, why don't you abandon your secrets and turn to the light and serve me as the head, and you will still be the head of the Jianjian Academy in the future. Let's revitalize the Lingxiao Sword Sect together, wouldn't it be more promising than following Lin Buyan. "

   "Excuse me!"

  Sima Buzheng stopped and backed away, gritted his teeth and said firmly: "The head brother has something to say, if the Lingxiao Sword Sect dies, it must be by your hands. If you want to kill today, you will kill it. It is absolutely impossible for me to bow my head."

   "Also."

   Lu Bei squinted his eyes slightly, stepped out with a single step, and slashed his shoulder with a knife, severely injuring Sima Buzheng's body, and hammered half of Sima Buzheng's body together with Xiaoshijie and Yuanshen.

   Having obtained the experience of defeating, he looked down at Sima Buzheng: "Save your life, go back and tell Lin Buyan, let him continue to be a turtle. Sooner or later, Lu will go to Beijun Mountain to find him."

  Sima Buzheng vomited blood, climbed out of the pit with difficulty, panting and said: "Junior brother Mo is a loyal man, why did he accept such a rebellious disciple like you, really... really lost his mind"

   Pull it down, you are still loyal, you don’t even know how much punishment he has!

  Lu Bei complained in his heart, and sneered: "Tell Lin Buyan another word, and guard against Lu in the future, so Mei Wangsu doesn't have to worry about him, after all..."

   "Fighting wits with a dead person is more enjoyable than fighting with Lu Mou. Let him be well-prepared and let Lu Mou have fun."

   "What! What?"

  Sima Buzheng was breathless, and looked at Lu Bei in disbelief: "Mei Wangsu... is dead?!"

Lu Bei didn't answer, got up and flew towards the eastern mining area, the situation of Shuizeyuan was unknown, Lingxiao Sword Sect shouldn't get involved, today he is a good man to the end, sent Sima Buzheng to be seriously injured, and brought back the news that Mei Wangsu had been expelled Beijun Mountain.

  Standing at the same place, Sima Buzheng was speechless for a long time, and got up sadly, his eyes full of helplessness.

   That's right, even the elder Nine Swords can be dismounted by Lu Bei, and Mei Wangsu will not take it seriously.

   "Junior Brother Mo, your vision for finding an apprentice is hard to describe!"

  Sima Buzheng doesn't know how to evaluate it. Without the hidden danger of Mei Wangsu, Lingxiao Sword Sect no longer has to worry about civil war, but...

  Now there is a more ruthless one, single-handedly, the threat is better than Mei Wangsu's lineage, this is only a year of practice, another year, who can surrender him in Wu Zhou?

  Perhaps, half a year is enough.

   "Ling Xiao Jianzong, danger."

  …

  Shuizeyuan, east mining area.

  The mining area that used to be divided into day and night is now dead silent, with dust and wind rolling over, not to mention the sound of insects, not even a ghost can be seen.

  Lu Bei spread out his induction, noticed several fuzzy areas, guessed that there were a lot of formations hidden in the mining area, landed carefully, picked a small path and plunged in.

  Boom!

   There was a muffled sound, Lu Bei remained motionless, Zhan Hongqu staggered back two steps, and took out the iron sword with his backhand, his eyes gleamed fiercely.

   "Hey, isn't this Senior Sister Zhan? It's such a coincidence that you also come here to enjoy the moon."

   Lu Bei was surprised, and explained: "You are a black light, you are a female sword cultivator in the Void Realm, if any unlucky pervert bumps into it, you will die on the spot. Go back, the pervert's life is also your life."

   "Stop talking nonsense, there is an order to kill the elders, this is not the place for you to come."

   Speaking of this, Zhan Hongqu was furious.

   During the day, she chased Lu Bei to this place, accidentally lost him, and searched around but found nothing.

   After a while, Zhan Hongqu realized that he might have been tricked.

  The one surnamed Lu made fun of her, but never came!

   But they are all here, what can she do, she has to wait for Lu Bei to come to the door.

   This wait is half a day.

Zhan Hongqu's eyes spit fire, Lu Beihun didn't care, the two senior sisters are sincere people who ask swords, in terms of mind, Zhan Hongqu is simpler than Bai Jin, Bai Jin can do it all, let alone Zhan Hongqu .

   To deal with this kind of person, he has an invincible move.

  Lu Bei rubbed his hands and stepped forward, his body turned into a golden light for a moment, and suddenly appeared behind Zhan Hongqu, with his fingertips on the back of his heart, a ray of immortal sword intent was sent into his body.

  Non-killing, pure sword intent template, the kind that can be observed.

  For sword cultivators, it is enough to hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening.

   Cutting the red song was a beat late, and was successfully attacked, her pretty face suddenly changed color, surprised that Lu Bei really dared to do it. But after sensing the Immortal Sword Intent, the taut body like a female leopard slowly relaxed, with an obsessive look on his face, indulging in the Immortal Sword Intent, and sank into it on the spot.

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   Don't be ashamed, don't talk about her, even if her old man Zhan Lexian comes, she will sink into Lu Bei's finger.

   It’s just that the picture is a bit awkward, so it’s better not to watch it, after all, a dead face is foolishly drooling, how can it be so seductive as chopping red song, biting lip and blurred eyes.

  (end of this chapter)