Chapter 78 A Sutra of Abandoning Fantie (Seeking the first order)

  At the dinner table, She Yan squinted her eyes to pick up the dishes. She was in a good mood and looked much prettier.

  In stark contrast, Lu Bei was downcast, as if his soul had been taken out of him, and his back was much darker.

   Hu Ling didn't understand these things, so he had a good meal.

   Wei Yu picked up the small bowl and took a sneak peek at She Yan with the help of cover-up. She was bright and gorgeous and swept away her former discoloration. Although she could still see some illnesses, she was much better than before when she was depressed.

   Here comes the question, what did the little uncle do to her, unexpectedly, in just a few words, a woman's face was radiant, as if she had been reborn.

   Could this be the legendary love?

  But isn’t the love between both parties? Why is the little uncle depressed instead?

  The more Wei Yu thought about it, the more curious she became, so she couldn't ask directly. She thought about going home and asking her mother Zhu Yan. She must know the answer if she is well-informed.

   "Eat well, don't look around, why are you just like your master at such a young age..."

Lu Bei stopped talking halfway, unwilling to mention Bai Jin in front of She Yan, raised his hand to pick up a goose leg, and put it in Wei Yu's bowl: "Eat more meat, it's not good for young people to only eat vegetables .”

   Hu Yan looked at the goose legs in Wei Yu's bowl, and then at the vegetables in his own bowl, and the stupid hair on the top of his head fell down instantly.

   Obviously she didn't move her chopsticks for a long time, so she waited for the head of the house to give her the goose legs.

   "Thank you little uncle, but..."

   Wei Yu raised his chopsticks and ordered a bit of goose leg in the bowl, greedy, entangled and said: "Eating too much meat will make you fat, and getting fat doesn't look good."

   "That's someone else."

  Lu Bei sneered, and asked Wei Yu to quickly move his chopsticks: "A girl like you can't hold back her beauty without a little weight, so there's nothing wrong with eating more."

   Wei Yu blinked, feeling a little reasonable, but also felt that something was wrong.

   "Speaking of which, your name is Wei Yu, senior brother... My senior brother, that is, your master Bo Linyu, doesn't he like you very much?" Lu Bei said with a smile.

   "Little uncle, how do you know?"

   Wei Yu said curiously: "Master Uncle is very kind, he has no airs and is willing to teach us how to practice, but every time he sneaks out to play, he never takes me with him."

  That’s necessary, the fisherman talks about metaphysics the most, you call ‘feed the fish’, and take you to the river, isn’t that asking for the air force!

Lu Bei nodded, without explaining the reason, and continued: "You may not believe me if you tell me, but you and I are more than uncle and nephew. Your father Wei Mao is my eldest cousin, so you should call me cousin .”

   "I know, Daddy told me when I came."

   Wei Yu was very puzzled: "Little uncle, when did we become relatives, why didn't I know before? Ask Dad and he won't tell, tell me!"

   "It's hard to say, I can't say, I can only tell you that Sanqing Peak is your little uncle's territory, and there are not as many rules as Lingxiao Jianzong. Even if you topple the roof, your father will pay the bill."

   "Then I still have to lose money!"

   Wei Yu rolled her eyes, and suddenly thought of something: "Little Martial Uncle, actually, I have one more thing to ask for your help this time."

   "What's busy?"

"Master ordered me to go down the mountain to check on your safety. When I went to Dashengguan, my father said that you were in Jiuzhu Mountain, and my mother left me at home for a few days. During those few days, I received a secret signal from the Iron Sword League , there is a secret realm in Hongling County, and all foundation-building disciples can enter to find opportunities, my father asked..."

"Wait a minute!"

  Lu Bei raised his hand and shouted to stop, his heart skipped a beat, and he said with a strange expression: "What does the Iron Sword League have to do with our Lingxiao Sword Sect? Please speak slowly, my uncle is not yet mentally prepared."

   "Ling Xiao Jianzong is one of the members of the Iron Sword Alliance, don't you know, little uncle?"

   Wei Yu's eyes are smiling like crescent moons. Although Lu Bei's seniority is high, but in terms of cultivation, her nephew + niece is already in the foundation building stage, and in terms of vision, she is even more incomparable.

  This time, I went to the secret realm with my little uncle to explore opportunities. She showed her power and rescued her twice. The expression of my little uncle must be very interesting.

   "Ling Xiao Jianzong is a member of the Iron Sword Alliance..."

  Thinking of Hu San who was rushing to the capital, and thinking about the information revealed by himself, the corners of Lu Bei's eyes twitched, and he raised his hand and slapped himself on the face.

   Originally thought that Ling Xiao Jianzong didn't last to version 3.0, he died heroically during the 2.0 National War, and he was regarded as a rebel in version 1.0.

  He said earlier that everyone is his own, and when Qinggan Ruins, he...

  Hey, so to speak, Zhao Xiayang died unjustly?

   Lu Bei shook his head, dispelling the random thoughts in his mind, and he was too concerned about it. He thought too much just now. The Iron Sword Alliance is an alliance of sword repairers, and it is not a martial art that is restricted to death. If you can advance, you can retreat.

   At the time of version 3.0, there were still many sword repair sects in Wuzhou, and they were the best proof.

  As long as Ling Xiao Jianzong withdraws from the Iron Sword League early, it is expected that version 1.0 will be worry-free, and he may be able to be a leading party, leading Huangjizong to capture the Tianjian Peak of the Bold Mountain, gaining a good reputation of abandoning the dark and turning to the bright, and the scale will grow further.

   Wonderful, done!

  Lu Bei nodded slowly, the depression in his chest dissipated, and he didn't panic at all.

   "Our Lingxiao Sword Sect must be a member of the Iron Sword Alliance. Little Martial Uncle, you started late, and you don't know the origin of our Lingxiao Sword Sect..."

Wei Yu puffed up her small chest and said proudly: "Before the founding of the Wu Zhou Dynasty, a generation of sword repair wizards abandoned the scriptures and walked out of the wilderness. A single coat and an ordinary iron defeated all the swordsmen in the world. They were invincible for three hundred years. After that, they sat for a long time. The Mountain of Immortality, which embraces all rivers and rivers, smelts the immortal sword intent, turns the iron sword it carries into the Heavenly Sword Peak, and creates the prestigious Heavenly Sword Sect before attaining the Tao and ascension."

"After Wu Zhou established the country, countless sword cultivators came here admiringly. The Heavenly Sword Sect opened doors and allowed various sword cultivators to enter Tianjian Peak to observe the immortal sword intent. In the following hundred years, sword cultivators from all over the world deeply felt the kindness of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Today's Iron Sword Alliance."

   "Sounds amazing, but what, what does this have to do with Ling Xiao Jianzong?" Lu Bei smiled dryly, and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

   "The Immortal Sword Intent is unparalleled in the world. Except for the deity of the Abandoned Sutra, no one has been able to fully understand it for thousands of years. Even the nine disciples he personally taught can only divide the Immortal Sword Intent into nine and learn one each."

Wei Yu raised her chin and said, "The old man carrying the sword, the first generation head of our Lingxiao Sword Sect, is also the current head master's lord Shizun, one of the nine swords passed down from generation to generation by the Heavenly Sword Sect. The old man sought a breakthrough opportunity, arrived in Yuezhou alone, and founded the Lingxiao Sword Sect. According to this reason, our master can be regarded as one of the nine swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the position of the Lingxiao Sword Sect in the Iron Sword League is far from other Sword cultivators are comparable."

  Lu Bei: "..."

  Understood, others have a chance to clean up their crimes, but Ling Xiao Jianzong has none!

  Lu Bei rubbed his temples with a headache, he struggled with all his strength, Wei Yu insisted that the Lingxiao Sword Sect would be destroyed, and successfully persuaded him.

There is also the cheap master Mo Buxiu. According to the meaning in his letter, if he is not confused and his cultivation level drops, he should be the head of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and one of the nine immortal swords should be his. down...

  The thief who stabbed me in the back was actually myself?

  Lu Bei was dumbfounded, this is a fart, he performed the knife himself, the senior brother and senior sister are dead.

   Not only that, but the big cousin's family is also dead.

   "By the way, little uncle, this is for you." Wei Yu took out an iron plate and put it in Lu Bei's hand, it was still warm.

   "This, what is this, it's scary... Quick, take it away!"

   "Iron Sword Token, Master asked me to give it to you. You also have a part in the Iron Sword League. She secretly registered your real name for you."

   "..."

   "Little uncle, why don't you speak?"

   "I was thinking, why didn't you give me just now..."

   "Hey, I kept it in my arms and forgot."

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  (end of this chapter)