Cultivation Is Like This

  Chapter 752 Visualization of the Five Qi Chaoyuan

  Xiang Muqing was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at Moxiu vigilantly, and said calmly: "Master, the visitor is not kind, do you want the apprentice to wait for orders?"

   Moxiu tilted his head, and the lingering black mist fell silent for a moment.

  Han Miaojun chuckled, and rushed towards Muqing with a wave. She couldn't grasp the high-end game, and it was free to stay.

  Xiang Muqing left in a daze, listening to Master, the mysterious Moxiu seemed to be an acquaintance.

  Bai Lian hung upside down, the waterfall stirred up hazy water mist, Han Miaojun smiled beautifully, stepped on the water and walked towards Lu Bei.

  She raised her hand to disperse the black mist, wrapped her arms around the boy's neck and kissed her with red lips.

  The two of them were bathing in the spray of water, and Palace Master Han's clothes and shoes were completely transparent, and the white clothes were wet and clinging to the curves.

  A Mahayana monk who is well versed in the five elements and the way of good fortune, was wet by an ordinary waterfall. It can only be said that she knows how to seduce people.

  Lu Bei was still a child, so he couldn't stand such grievances, and tried to regain the initiative with fierce verbal attacks.

   No success.

  Han Miaojun took a few sips, patted his buttocks, resumed his official expression of aloofness and loneliness, stepped out of the waterfall, and the white clothes that fitted the curves evaporated instantly.

   Lu Bei touched his butt, somewhat depressed.

  The two walked towards the main hall of Liluan Palace. Along the way, the little white faces attracted many curious eyes, and the surrounding female cultivators chattered, commented, or pointed.

  In Wuqi Mountain, the three-legged toad is a rare species.

   Soon, a female cultivator recognized Lu Bei, gritted her teeth and revealed his identity, the master of Wu Zhou Tianjian Sect.

   This female cultivator was beaten up by Lu Bei. When she was in Qi Yan's secret realm, she, three senior sisters, and Xiang Muqing, a total of five people, were all pressed and rubbed by Lu Bei on the ground.

   "It turned out to be him..."

  The crowd was chattering, and there were more and more onlookers, so Mu Qing heard the news and joined the molar team.

   "Master Han, Guishanmen's tutor is good, you don't have any dignity as the master of the palace." Lu Bei teased, his eyes were big and small, there were green mountains facing each other, and there were many mountains and mountains. As a bystander, he expressed that he was pleasing to the eye.

  Han Miaojun's delicate face is indifferent, and her aloofness from the inside out rejects people thousands of miles away. He glanced back at the words and said indifferently: "Liluan Palace is not Tianjianzong. Disciples of disciples practice according to their aptitude, and there are few severe punishments."

"Palace master misunderstood. The Heavenly Sword Sect is also very happy. The master and the elders are all buddies." After Lu Bei finished speaking, he added in his mind, except for one elder, anyone is fine, but he can't be buddy place.

  That's right, it was Mu Lichen.

   Cheap master's master, Lu Bei respects his master very much.

  Climbing up the stairs, it stands in the misty clouds and mist, as if overlooking the fairy palace complex in the world.

  White bricks and green tiles, Feige Liudan, condescending, continuous mountains like a hundred-mile gallery, a river of autumn water blending with greenery, making it smart and stable.

  In front of the main hall, elders of Dujie and Earth Immortal levels rushed to inquire, and Han Miaojun asked through sound transmission, whether the visitors were enemies or friends.

  Han Miaojun replied a friend, and dispersed the onlookers, the door closed, and there was a soft creak, and only she and Lu Bei were left in the big hall.

  Looking around, Lu Bei was disappointed for a while.

  He has been to several mountain gates, so he is well-informed, ignoring those small mountain gates, and the down-and-out ancestors, but all the famous big mountain gates have more exquisite and luxurious decorations than Tianjianzong.

   Still getting too little!

  Without outsiders, Han Miaojun is still noble and unearthly, and the white clothes are pure and not to be played with.

   Lu Bei winked, this trick is outdated, another Palace Master Han uses it every day.

   Seeing that what he did was useless, Han Miaojun probably understood something, and moved to Qinglian: "Sect Master Lu, where did you come from?"

   "Zhao Qin."

   "Zhao Qin..."

   "Well, I went over there and had an appointment with someone, and I came back after the fight."

   Lu Bei nodded, and said nonchalantly: "A guy named King Yan is said to be very prestigious in Zhaoqin, and his strength is not bad. It took a lot of tricks for the suzerain to take him down."

Hearing this, Han Miaojun froze for a moment, raised his hand to touch the little white face, closed his eyes and felt for a moment: "Heaven and man are one, Sect Master Lu really has a great opportunity. Sometimes, I can't help but suspect that you are actually from God. illegitimate child."

  The illegitimate child who slashed to death while crossing the catastrophe?

  Lu Bei was about to complain, when he suddenly found that the fair-skinned hand that was caressing his face slipped all the way down, continued to slip, and continued to slip.

  Han Miaojun's eyes fluttered, and he said provocatively: "Sect Master Lu, is he going to appreciate the imaginary picture first, or the palace first?"

   "Appreciate the picture first!"

   "Alright, it's important to get down to business."

  Han Miaojun said that he agreed, but his body remained motionless, snuggling up and blowing the fragrant wind, talking about a little secret that only two people understand: "Did you bring the ledger?"

   "Ah this..."

   Lu Bei hesitated and evaded his words. Seeing the playfulness in Han Miaojun's eyes, he gritted his teeth and took out the ledger.

  It’s nothing to look at. The lines are horizontal and vertical, and every stroke is upright. He would like to call it a song of righteousness.

  Han Miaojun took the account book, and with just one glance, the smile in the depths of her beautiful eyes disappeared.

  She thought that there would be an account book, but she never thought that Lu Bei owed so much debt. For a moment, a world-beating face flashed in her eyes, and the other self mocked her in every possible way.

  Your little boy is really easy to use.

Han Miaojun snorted coldly, raised his hand to tear up the ledger, was about to make a move, stopped in time, gave Lu Bei a blank look and said: "We agreed at the beginning, how you treat her, you will treat me ten times as much, Lu Bei The suzerain still remembers."

   "Remember, there is indeed such a promise." Lu Bei hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

   At the beginning, the agreement was doubled, not ten times, but it was useless to reason with a woman, he could only choose to wrong himself.

  Han Miaojun's complexion improved, and he moved towards the apse.

  Lu Bei followed, taking revenge overnight, patted his buttocks and said: "Palace Master, when will you start paying the debt, now?"

   "Now go to the visualization!"

  Han Miaojun has no good manners, he can tolerate losing to anyone, after all, he is a latecomer, and the blunders with Lu Bei are mixed with some intrigue, but losing to himself, he really can't swallow this bad breath.

  【The more I think about it, the more I get angry.JPG】

  In a place where the winding path leads to a secluded place, a secret passage in the apse seems to go directly to the center of the earth, and the steps descend step by step like there is no end.

   "I, the patriarch of Liluan Palace, sought opportunities to obtain the Five Elements Prosperity Lotus Technique, the Secret of Constellation, and the visualization map engraved on the stone wall of the underground palace. This is how the Five Qi Mountain came into existence..."

   Along the way, Han Miaojun popularized science about the origin of Luluan Palace in Wuqi Mountain, which is the same as Tianjian Peak in Bulao Mountain.

  The original Wuqi Mountain was not a famous mountain, because Liluan Palace was famous in Caiqiyan, and each palace owner had Mahayana cultivation, which kept the Ruluan Palace clean and free from outside disturbance.

   "Sect Master Lu should have heard of all these."

   "No, it's the first time this suzerain heard about it. It's indeed your Luan Palace. You look so powerful." Lu Bei exclaimed.

  Han Miaojun rolled his eyes at him: "In order to protect herself, that lowly maid must have told you the truth and told you everything. By the way, she also said a lot of bad things about me, right?"

   "Palace master is worrying too much. Compared with her, this suzerain trusts you more."

   "That's not what the ledger says!"

   "Because she looks exactly like you."

   "..."

His face was too shameless, Han Miaojun was angry and annoyed, and said clearly: "Sect Master Lu not only went to Zhaoqin, but also defeated the famous Yan Wang Jiang Suxin, it is easy to control this palace, even this Liluan Palace, you can come if you want, and you want to leave Just leave, why bother to tease Ben Gong with lies?"

   As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

   Lu Bei rolled his eyes, the scene was quite good, but it was a little too much.

  He also simply showed his cards and said: "The palace master is a smart person, knowing the purpose of this suzerain's explanation of this matter, he should also be able to guess it. I am willing to take the initiative to tell you because I have feelings for you."

   "Then you still call me the palace master, and you are always on guard against getting close?"

   "Excitement."

   "..."

  Han Miaojun's eyelids twitched, and he waved his sleeves to lead the way, step by step, showing that he was in a terrible mood.

   Lu Bei shrugged, and also waved his sleeves.

  The black and white portal flashes.

  Han Miaojun, who led the way, trembled, her body blurred and dissipated, and when she reappeared, she was already nestled in Lu Bei's arms.

  His eyes were blurred, his face was blushing, he bit his lower lip lightly, his face was intoxicated with endless aftertaste.

   "Bitch!"

  When the two palace lords met, the temperature dropped instantly.

  Seeing that the good and the evil are about to be torn apart, Lu Bei thrusts his body across and blocks between the two, hugging left and right skillfully, and dragging them down the stone steps.

  The strength is amazing, the two palace masters have no room to struggle at all, they can disappear, but they don't want to take advantage of each other, so they look at each other through Lu Bei, and launched a fierce verbal confrontation.

   I scold myself!

  Han Miaojun, who has a wicked side, was the most annoyed. Before coming here, that's not what Xiaobailian promised her.

  Suddenly, she thought of a possibility, the boy didn't help each other, not because the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, he was reluctant to part with this one, and also reluctant to part with that one, but because he wanted both.

  The faces of the two palace lords turned pale.

On Lu Bei's side, he lamented that they were both degenerate people in the world, bragging about the great blueprint for living in harmony, and persuading them to live a good life, don't think about life and death all day long, and when they arrived at the lower level of the underground palace, they resolutely threw the two of them aside, rubbed their little hands and watched Want to go over.

  The fog is hazy, and the visualization picture is a mural describing the magnificence of Asgard.

   Before he raised his hand to touch it, the picture seemed to come alive.

  Among the rosy clouds in the celestial atmosphere, there are phoenixes in the robes of immortals and gods, accompanied by fluttering phoenixes, light and unrestrained, supernatural and refined.

  The palaces and palaces stretch for thousands of miles, and the gods overlook the clouds, either descending to the mortal world, or returning to Yao Que, the sky is breezy, and it is a magnificent scene.

  In the most eye-catching center, in the center of the majestic hall, the phoenix turned into a fairy dance, a group of immortals staggered, and a fuzzy figure hid in the deepest part.

  Lu Bei blinked, and the golden flames danced in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, the blurry figure disappeared, and he couldn't find it no matter what.

   "What can Sect Master Lu see?" x2

  On the left and right, the two Han Miaojun were subconsciously rolled up under the pressure of survival.

   "What did you see?" Lu Bei asked back.

   "Luan bird."

   "There are still five Qi Chaoyuan!"

"and then?"

   "..." x2

   Obviously not.

   Lu Bei pursed his lips and raised his hand to press on the mural.

  (end of this chapter)