Chapter 647 Sealing Demon Valley, Suppressing Demon Monument, Suppressing Prison Ten Thousand Steles Forest

   Xuanlong Diplomatic Residence.

  Dancing in palace costumes, Lingbo is delicate.

  When the makeup is washed off, the gelatin muscle is fragrant with orchids, and the clear shadow is half covered by clouds and smoke.

  The misty beauty is like the fairy walking out of the painting, which makes people hold their breath, lest the sound be a little louder, and the beauty will be disturbed and retreat into the painting.

  Zhao Wuyou went into battle today with light clothes, and didn't change into her favorite Dahongpao dance skirt.

  White peony tulle, tied with a few ribbons, with a clear view of the fragrant shoulders and beautiful back, swaying eyes, clear waves of hope.

   Lu Bei: (_)

  One or two, knowing that Lu is safe and secure, so they tried different ways to tease him.

   Too much deception!

  If you have the ability, continue next time.

   One song down.

  There were no outsiders in the palace today, Zhao Wuyou was not in a hurry to change out of his dance costume, and Shi Shiran came to Lu Bei's side with a set of quick attack costumes on his body.

  Sit down, lean on, just like last time.

   "So soft, like a girl, come, drink."

  Lu Bei curled his lips, raised the wine glass and handed it in front of Zhao Wuyou: "Do you remember the first time we met? My suzerain appreciates your bold wine. Let's continue today. We brothers will not go home until we are drunk."

  Destroying the atmosphere, he has a hand.

   Sure enough, Zhao Wuyou held the wine glass, and the good mood that was brewing disappeared in smoke, with the wine in his mouth, trying to rescue him.

  Google!

   Lu Bei raised his small hand, and Zhao Wuyou poured himself a drink.

  She gave Lu Bei a blank look, and said aggrievedly: "Sovereign Lu, when I asked for information, the higher-ups spoke up. Xuanlong's national strength is weak, and I don't have so much spare money to support an idler outside."

  The implication is that she has to show some reliable performance.

   "This is simple, Wu Zhou is rich, and Lao Zhu's family is not short of money."

Loyal and patriotic Lu Zongzhu said proficiently: "You and I joined forces and beat them hard in the name of Xuanlong. .”

  Zhao Wuyou snorted coldly, grabbed Lu Bei's hand and put it around his waist: "It's too late, the information is hard-won, I have to give an explanation to the higher-ups today."

   "My good sister, Lu doesn't want to show grace, so why should you make things difficult for yourself."

   Lu Bei sighed, and it was time to sell his beauty in exchange for information. He had no choice but to wrong himself.

  He raised his hand a little above his mouth, and then stuck it on Zhao Wuyou's lips.

   "???"

   "Tell the higher-ups, and it will be said that the kiss has arrived."

   "..."

  Zhao Wuyou had no choice but to retreat from the idlers in the back of the palace. Even if she screamed, it was useless. Only Lu Bei forced her, and without her forcing Lu Bei, she had to give up.

   "I kissed you too, and hugged you too, what does the information say?"

  Lu Bei urged, humming and chirping: "Ugly words come first, if Sister Wuyou doesn't come with some hard goods, my brother will get killed when I get angry."

  It’s true or not, I don’t believe it!

  Zhao Wuyou picked up the drink and leaned against Lu Bei's bosom, while serving the drink, he said slowly: "The ancient family of Xiongchu asked me Xuanlong for help because of the blood curse..."

   There was a lot of talk, the above was roughly the same as what Han Miaojun said, the Gu family could not solve the blood curse, and sought medical treatment everywhere, Xuanlong, as a big country in the north, was referred to an expert clinic by the Gu family.

  The diagnosis of Zhao Family Da Neng is exactly the same as that of Han Miaojun. Among the five declines of heaven and man, the decline of lifespan, the reincarnation of dripping blood, and the death of blood vessels, all disciples of the ancient family cannot escape this difficulty.

  The law of the five declines of heaven and man is definitely not a supernatural power in the world of cultivating immortals. Even a monk with great supernatural powers cannot control it. According to the ancient family of Xiongchu, the curse originated from the heavenly demons outside the territory, and only the seal of longevity can be solved.

  Hearing this, Lu Bei frowned slightly. The information from Han Miaojun and Xuanlong clearly stated that the decline in lifespan was given by the heavenly demons outside the territory, but they all came from the mouths of the ancient family.

   In other words, the extraterrestrial celestial demons are the words of Xiongchu's family, and there is a question mark whether it is true or not.

  In all fairness, before seeing the demon, Lu Bei personally didn’t believe it, but Han Miaojun is not an idiot, and Xuanlong’s Zhao family is not an idiot, they are all willing to believe this statement, maybe...

   Yes.

"interesting."

   Lu Bei avoided Zhao Wuyou, who was approaching, and raised his hand to pat her on the shoulder: "Continue, what's next?"

   "I want to kiss next time."

  Zhao Wuyou blushed, the young lady of a rich family said these words, I don't know how much determination she made.

   Lu Bei nodded and stuck his finger on it, fulfilling her wish.

   "..."

  Zhao Wuyou looked shyly at Lu Bei, why everyone else can do it, but she can't, it's so annoying.

Under Lu Bei's urging, she continued: "The strange thing is that Xiongchu didn't seek the help of Dashan Temple because of the extraterrestrial demons. It stands to reason that Xuantian Temple and Dashan Temple have a deep friendship, and the Gu family is operating in Xuantian Temple. So many years..."

   "Wait a minute, I'll cut in."

  Lu Bei interrupted, raised his eyebrows and said: "What is the relationship between the extraterrestrial demons and Dashan Temple? Why are you looking for them?"

   "Fengmo Valley, Dashan Temple, Suppressing Demon Monument, Suppressing Prison Thousand Steles Forest."

  Zhao Wuyou's answer was concise and to the point, Lu Bei immediately came to his senses, squinted his eyes and said: "According to this statement, Dashan Temple is a professional, and there are other demons from other territories who have been suppressed in the forest of ten thousand steles."

   "It is said so."

   "Gossip again?"

"People in the world only know about the Suppressing Demon Monument, but have never seen the devil under the forest of ten thousand steles. Moreover, there are few enemies outside Dashan Temple, and there are many Buddhist cultivators with great supernatural powers in the temple. The mountain gate." Zhao Wuyou explained, no one has seen it, so it's just rumored.

  Lu Bei: "..."

  Why not, he knew a strong man who cleared the level.

  It is inconvenient to disclose the name, but this person's disciple is very handsome, and is very popular with the big sisters in the world of cultivating immortals.

   "Regardless of whether the Demon Suppressing Monument of Dashan Temple has supernatural powers to suppress demons from outside the territory, rumors have always been like this. Xiongchu visited the great powers of various places in order to unravel the curse, but he missed Dashan Temple. This is a strange thing."

   "It's kind of weird."

   Lu Bei frowned in thought, Xiong Chu acted abnormally, it was hard to say whether the curse was related to the extraterrestrial demons.

   Weird, could there be something hidden?

  By the side, Zhao Wuyou took a sneak peek, seeing that Lu Bei was silent and lost in thought, he raised the wine glass and handed it to his mouth.

  Lu Bei opened his mouth subconsciously, lowered his head slowly following the moving glass, and then...

   "What are you doing?"

   Lu Bei looked at Zhao Wuyou in a bad mood, it was too bad, if it wasn't for this trick he used often in the past, the first kiss that was automatically refreshed in the early morning would be lost in a daze.

  Zhao Wuyou stuck out his tongue, lowered his head and leaned on Lu Bei's shoulder: "Sect Master Lu is very interested in the ancient family's blood curse?"

   I have always had a first love for tasks.

   "Generally, purely curious, what does the extraterrestrial demon look like." Lu Bei replied casually, not just curious about the task, but his intuition told him that this matter is very important.

  He tried twice. King Yuanji and Gu Yuanping were very tight-lipped and couldn't get the mission out of the way, but if they turned passive into active, they might be able to operate.

  Thinking about the Seal of Longevity, he thinks this plan is feasible.

   "The extraterrestrial demons are not the devils in the world of cultivating immortals, and their supernatural powers are comparable to the legendary immortals. Sect Master Lu shouldn't have such curiosity." Zhao Wuyou whispered.

   "Sister Wuyou is worrying too much, Lu has a lot of teammates."

   "???"

  ——

  Diplomatic residence, the beauty was slightly drunk and performed a dance, Lu Bei enjoyed a song, and chatted with Zhao Wuyou for another half an hour.

   Did not stay overnight, returned to Tianjianzong's quiet room, and began to torture Han Miaojun as usual.

   "Since Xiongchu's blood curse is related to extraterrestrial demons, why didn't the Gu family ask Dashan Temple for help?" Lu Bei looked serious. Although he didn't trigger the mission, he had already calculated the possibility of encountering extraterritorial demons.

  On the New Year's Eve, Zhuhe Laotie angrily swiped at the four demon-suppressing monuments. He really had the means to restrain himself when he encountered demons from outside the territory.

  Han Miaojun lifted the blue hair beside his ear, and replied: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

   "Speak well, I don't even know what you are humming."

  Han Miaojun raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes were misty, charming, and he said softly: "Sect Master Lu, wait a moment, my palace will be well soon."

  What is fast, who do you look down on!

  Lu Bei sneered in disdain, raised his hand and pressed down Han Miaojun's head.

  A moment later, Han Miaojun pursed his lips and smiled lightly, while Lu Bei said nothing, and lowered his head and tightened his belt.

   It is not a crime of war, God wants to kill him!

   "Sect Master Lu is unwell?"

   "Can you taste this?"

  Lu Bei exclaimed, took the ladder handed over by Han Miaojun, and said in a low voice, "I was struck by lightning recently, my limbs are not working hard, and my limbs are hard to show. I will talk to you after a while."

  Han Miaojun smiled and said nothing, tasted it, his tongue was numb now, one can imagine that Lu Bei's Thunder Tribulation is probably much more dangerous than the usual Tribulation Passing period.

   "Don't taste it, let's get down to business. Do you know why Xiongchu didn't ask Dashan Temple for help?"

  Lu Bei sat cross-legged, brought out his common sense in the world of cultivating immortals, and said expertly: "According to my suzerain's understanding of Xuantian Temple, it has a good relationship with Dashan Temple. If the ancient family asks for help, Dashan Temple will not refuse."

   "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. A bald donkey has this ability, so naturally he won't refuse, but if..."

  Han Miaojun straddled Lu Bei, wrapped his arms around his neck and said, "Dashan Temple doesn't have this ability, so what's the use of Xiongchu looking for them."

   "The Valley of Sealing Demons, the Stele of Suppressing Demons, and the Forest of Thousands of Steles Suppressing Prisons."

  As an insider, Lu Bei spoke concisely and retorted: "Dashan Temple is a professional in suppressing demons, why don't you have this ability?"

   "Hard to say."

  Han Miaojun smiled mysteriously: "Anyway, no one has seen the devil under the Forest of Ten Thousand Steles. Naturally, what Dashan Temple says is what it says. I also said that Liluan Palace inherited the method of the fairy world. Does Sect Master Lu believe it?"

   "Do you know something, kid?" Lu Bei asked suspiciously.

   "On the contrary, it is precisely because of little knowledge that he dares to speak out." Han Miaojun closed his eyes and shook his head, heartbroken by the tragedy of the big bully.

  I believe you are to blame, the old woman is very bad!

  After the short double cultivation ended, Lu Bei turned around and was about to leave. Han Miaojun bit his red lip, and with a bone-sucking wink, he easily fixed him in place.

   "No, no more." Lu Bei struggled for three seconds and refused without hesitation.

   "Does Sect Master Lu have other uses?"

   "It's natural."

   Lu Bei took it for granted: "You are still waiting for the other one. Don't worry about being few, but about unevenness. If the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team. How can the suzerain break the rules."

   After finishing speaking, he put his hands on his hips, which made him proud.

   "..."

  (end of this chapter)