Chapter 382 Weeping with joy

   Immortal Sword Intent is Lu Bei's biggest hole card at present, with 2 billion aptitude as the bottom line, no matter how many times of fusion it comes, it's worth it.

  Similarly, the immortal sword intent is also his biggest hidden danger, especially at the key point of Qinggan's rebellion. With his immortal sword intent, his position is very embarrassing.

   Immortal Sword Master is the second, it sounds very popular, but before Invincible, this nickname will only attract hatred.

  Let’s not talk about the far away ones, but for the remnants of the Qing Gang alone, once the news gets out, they will be encircled and suppressed frantically.

  Nine swords-level suicidal sneak attack, Lu Bei smiled slightly, and sent as many as he came to the basement. What he panicked was the higher-level combat power.

  Hu Er and the great supernatural being of Huang Jizong fought in the air. The two sides only made a concave shape, and they were called to the thunder disaster.

  Based on this, Lu Bei judged that the godmother was about to cross the catastrophe period.

  The royal family has a period of crossing the catastrophe, Huangjizong has a period of crossing the catastrophe, and the Tianjianzong must have it.

   In case Jianzong couldn't think about it one day, he sent three or five masters from the tribulation stage to cheat and sneak attack, and risked the danger of five thunderbolts, but also died with him, how could he reason.

  After comprehending the immortal sword intent, Lu Bei drifted for a while, and Shui Zeyuan was bewildered by Hu Er's illusion, calmed down again, and picked up the true meaning of cultivating immortals.

  So, regarding the Immortal Sword Intent, no one said anything except what was mentioned when he lured Bai Jin into the pit.

  Ask is to ask about love and sword intent blending with Changchong sword intent.

   If you don’t believe me, go home and practice. It’s just a question of love and sword intent. It’s very simple, and you can learn it with your hands.

  Now, forty or fifty people suddenly appeared, pointed to his nose and said, stop pretending, everyone knows about your immortal sword intent.

This made Lu Bei not panic, he tightened his grip on Dashitian, he was emboldened by evil, and planned to take advantage of the great opportunity when no one was around, to kill the remaining gangsters on the spot, and go to Huangjizong to collect the reward .

   "Say, where did you get the information?"

  The murderous intent came so quickly and fiercely that the faces of Wang Yan and others changed suddenly in shock. Lian Lin immediately said: "The mysterious man who robbed me that day said that you have immortal sword intent, it is absolutely true."

Mystery man…

  Godmother? !

  My mother, how can you talk nonsense with people around this kind of thing, isn't it good to make a fortune in a silent voice?

   Lu Bei trusted Hu Er very much, and his priority was second only to Mo Buxiu, Bai Jin, She Yan, Zhu Qilan, Hu San and so on.

   The list is a bit long, but it's pretty high.

  You know what you know, with the actions of the slaves of the three families, if there were no foxes to cover them, they would have been punished to death long ago. It's not like now, bullying men and women, fish and meat town, how happy you want to be.

  Because of emotion and reason, Hu Er will not talk nonsense, and if the news spreads to the remnants of Qinggan, Hu Er will not get any benefit.

   Also, how did Hu Er see that he has immortal sword intent?

  Lu Bei couldn't figure it out, raised his brows and looked at Lian Lin: "The man asked you to come to me, what exactly is the so-called? And, let me say it again last, I have not comprehended the immortal sword intent, not at all."

"you swear."

"Um?!"

  “…”xN

   "The man didn't tell me what to do, he just pointed out the direction."

Lian Lin looked helpless, and was shocked to see that the blood of the Immortal Sword Intent was extinguished by Lu Bei, and said in a daze: "At the critical moment, we are waiting to save the Heavenly Sword Sect from the water and fire. You have the Immortal Sword Intent, so come here Please uphold justice and clean up the remnants of Qinggan from Tianjian Peak."

   "You want me to be the boss?"

   "Uh, so to speak."

   "The boss is the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

   "..."

  Lian Lin bowed his head, Wang Yan scratched his face, and a group of sword repairmen didn't know how to answer.

  Since abandoning the scriptures, the position of head of the Heavenly Sword Sect has been vacant. Although it was not stated explicitly, everyone tacitly agreed to an unspoken rule.

  You don't even have the will of the immortal sword, and you can't convince the crowd, so why should you be the suzerain!

  Of course, no one dared to say that one can become the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect after learning the Immortal Sword Intent.

  Wang Yan didn't dare, and neither did Lian Lin, all the sword cultivators just waited for Lu Bei to speak. After all, he is the closest person to abandoning the scriptures, and only he has the qualifications to say this.

   "Don't dare to take on big things, and don't take any responsibility at all. What's the use of you guys?"

Lu Bei sneered: "Ming people don't talk dark words. If you want Lu to be the leader, you must be prepared to die. I can take the blame, but if something happens, you must take the lead... As far as the current situation is concerned, you Obviously without this awareness, it doesn’t matter if the boss is wrong.”

   After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to everyone, plunged headlong into the Beijun Mountain guard formation, and disappeared into the thick mist.

  Everyone stared with wide eyes. They were not disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect, and they did not have the identity permission to enter and exit. Rushing in would only arouse the formation and cause unnecessary disputes.

  …

  Let's talk about Lu Bei's side, stepping into the territory of Beijun Mountain, you will see a crowd of people head-on.

  In addition to the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, there are also other sword cultivators in Yuezhou.

  The leader, Lin Buyan, smiled gratifiedly. He looked like a disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. He didn't know it, but he thought Lu Bei was his disciple.

"Go to hell!"

  Lu Bei threw Dashitian with his hands, clenched his fist and coughed up blood, indicating that the injury was too serious and needed to be recuperated, and he went to Wuwang Peak to retreat in a flash of golden light.

   Not only people retreated, even the Forget-To-Wear Peak was hidden, the formation was activated, and a group of idlers were blocked.

  Under the encirclement and suppression of Huang Jizong, the sword cultivator who is willing to fight to the death and stick to it until now, regardless of his character, his will is commendable and worthy of encouragement, but Lu Bei is really not in the mood to be polite with them, he is healing his wounds while thinking about the follow-up.

  【About the fact that I secretly practiced Immortal Sword Intent, but was exposed by my godmother】

  Hu Er appointed forty-seven sword cultivators to come to the door, to lift his adopted son to the throne, and become the second suzerain of Tianjianzong after abandoning the Sutra.

   When the new script is available, Lu Bei has to accept it if he doesn't want to, but first, he needs to determine what kind of boss Hu Er is. Will he be the one who just takes the blame and never dies like him?

  Lu Bei doesn't know much about Hu Er, and ignores the small books he browsed before crossing, all come from Hu San's objective, pertinent, smearing evaluations without any personal feelings.

  In Hu San's mouth, Hu Er is an old witch who is narrow-minded, stubborn, black-bellied, looking for trouble when nothing happens, watching the excitement is no big deal, and would rather suffer herself than let others take advantage of her.

  Inexplicably familiar, Lu Bei thought about it carefully, and happily found out that Hu San is also a fellow.

   It is a good thing to be narrow-minded. Generally speaking, narrow-mindedness is more protective.

  It’s like him, Lu, who gets along with Hu San every day. He is the only big brother who can do harm to the country and the people, and no one else can.

  Except for Hu Er, the godmother can beat her up, and take over when she gets tired.

  Referring to this point of analysis, Lu Bei is not worried about his own safety, and it is very possible that when the Heavenly Sword Sect sent a Tribulation Transcendence, one would jump out from behind him immediately.

  Then the question arises, is this person a godmother? How long has the cat been behind him?

  Before playing kisses with Senior Sister Bai, turning around and hooking shoulders with Senior Sister Zhan, did the godmother see all of it?

   "Hiss——"

   Lu Bei took a deep breath, rolled up the black and white with his hands, and disappeared into the studio.

  It doesn’t matter if you don’t stay in this world, you will live in the Shuangxuanbaotu from now on, and you won’t go anywhere.

  ——

  The capital, the secret realm of the imperial city.

  In the hall, Hu Er and Zhu Bangchun sat opposite each other, the agarwood was light and faint, and they were dazzled by the general situation of the chessboard.

  The current emperor Zhu Qiyou stood beside him, with a gloomy face, not very happy.

  The matter of Lingxiao Sword Sect was planned by Hu Er for a long time, from the day he approached Lin Buyan to the present.

  Because of Lu Bei, there have been many changes in the plan. Fortunately, the impact Lu Bei brought was positive, and Hu Er took advantage of the situation to add some drama to him, making the plan smoother than before.

   One word, silky.

  Hu Er worked so hard, not because he cared too much about Wu Zhou, but because he didn't want to be compared by the emperor, master and grand master.

   On the other side, the Imperial Master Taifu also made a move in Xisanzhou. The two strong women held their breaths, wanting to overwhelm each other in this big game of chess.

   In this regard, the royal family of Wu Zhou collectively raised their hands and voted in favor.

   Zhu Bangchun, who brought the two strong women back to the capital, is even more proud. He has not been emperor for many years, and the influence he left on Wu Zhou continues to this day. Thinking about it makes him happy.

   "Mr. Er is good at chess, and Zhu admires it."

  Zhu Bangchun pondered with his son, and after a while, he threw his son to admit defeat, regretting: "Recalling many years, I have never defeated my husband once. It is really a great regret in my life."

   "The lord was joking, I have never been defeated once, maybe it is because of the lord's superb chess skills."

  Hu Er smiled faintly, and at the same time as picking up the chess pieces, the battle at Beijun Mountain on the chessboard ended. Lu Bei carried the motionless Zhu Xiuzhu, and forty-seven sword repairers slowly surrounded him.

  This game has been decided, and Wu Zhou has no worries in the east.

   Afterwards, the battle flag danced in the wind. Neither of them took it seriously. It was just a demonstration of Huang Jizong's recovery of face.

   "Lu Ziwei is the pillar of the country, and his cultivation qualifications are one in a million. Zhu has long been extremely optimistic about him."

  After discussing the business, it’s time to chat about some gossip. Zhu Bangchun cut to the chase and said, “It’s also fate. Lu Ziwei and Zhu are in love with each other. With this red line, Zhu and Mr. are considered in-laws.”

"this…"

  Hu Er frowned, and said very euphemistically: "This matter needs to be discussed again. My son's status is different from the past. The status of the eldest princess is certainly noble, but... it is not good enough after all."

   "What does Mr. Er mean?"

   "Young people's affairs are handled by young people themselves. It involves feelings. Those of us who are elders, it's not beautiful to be too busy."

  Hu Er said: "Especially my son, he is so strong in self-reliance, if I interfere too much, I'm afraid it will backfire."

   "Justified."

  Zhu Bangchun nodded, and glanced at Zhu Qiyou, who was standing obediently, from the corner of his eye. Didn't you ask you to make an order to set the date of marriage? Why did you delay until now?

   This trivial matter is procrastinating, how to manage the country...

   Hey, it's all right, why are you crying?

  Zhu Bangchun coughed lightly, telling his silly son to restrain his grief quickly. The majestic leader of a country should not show his emotions and anger, so how decent is this behavior.

  Zhu Qiyou pretended not to see it, and looked up at the roof of the hall, stubbornly not letting tears fall.

  Hu Er watched this scene with great interest. As far as she knew, Zhu Qiyou didn't seem to like his brother-in-law very much.

interesting!

  Besides, the old **** saw Zhu Bangchun's sullen expression, bowed and said: "Report to Your Highness, His Majesty wept with joy when he saw that the situation in the east of Wu Zhou was stable, and he was really happy from the bottom of his heart."

  (end of this chapter)