I preach with black technology

Lu Yan's Gundam looks like it came from the urban-rural fringe area.

It’s not cool, it can drill into the inside of the puppet to control it, it can’t fly, it can only do land patrol, it looks cumbersome, but it’s actually extremely flexible, each joint has a large or small formation, loaded with Lu Yan can make it maximum firepower.

But it is this rough painting style, coupled with the tall body and scarlet eyes, that can guide the fear hidden deep in the blood of human beings.

If there is no manipulator, the puppet will automatically counterattack according to the enemy's realm, and there are anti-escape methods for Nascent Soul and above.

In response to the three-two realm, let alone leaving a whole corpse, it is estimated that it would be difficult to reincarnate completely.

In the Divine Creation Sect, on Xianzhao Peak, Lu Yan was communicating with Yichen Taoist and Yiwen Taoist how to further improve the giant puppet.

Ying Sanliang was tied up and thrown to the ground, her face numb.

The flamboyant and parrot-like Jiao Ruyan tidied up her appearance, pretending to be coquettish and squatting beside Ying Sanliang, and said in a soft voice: "You are so amazing, you can still breathe after breaking into the sect."

Ying said in twos and threes: "Thank you, I don't think this is a compliment."

"How could it not be a compliment?" Jiao Ruyan twisted a lock of hair with her fingers, "Young master is young and handsome, I don't know what school he comes from?"

Ying Sanliang rubbed his ass outward, he was not used to getting too close to the female nun, especially when the female nun next to him spoke coquettishly, which made his back get goosebumps, Ying Sanliang said: " He has no family and no sect, but he is a swordsman."

Jiao Ruyan paused as she stroked her hair, then stood up neatly, and her voice returned to normal: "Why are you a poor swordsman again?"

Ying Sanliang suddenly turned her head, looked up and down Jiao Ruyan, her face was terrified: "Men, men, men, men, men, men, men, men, men, men??"

"Yo, keep still," Jiao Ruyan seemed to have discovered some treasure, and walked around to observe the other party's expression from different angles repeatedly, and said with satisfaction, "That fat bird had the same reaction back then, but it's a pity that the fat bird's skin is getting thicker now , I can no longer see his immature expression."

Lu Yan had just finished discussing over there, and saw Jiao Ruyan's unchanging nature and seductiveness. There are very few mermaids of the same race, and even fewer of them can cultivate for seven or eight hundred years. The smoke will also symbolize that you can't control it and flirt up.

Hearing Jiao Ruyan's last words, Lu Yan said, "You are so heartless, don't you think that the Year of the Crane has become like this?"

Jiao Ruyan blinked, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

Taoist Yichen was watching a play, when suddenly he reached out his hand to catch a golden streamer, as if he was watching a play, the golden streamer turned into a letter paper, solemnly stroked in red and gold, Taoist Yichen opened it, read the letter, He poured out a small wooden token of blue color from the envelope, and said with a smile: "The old man of Yigu is finally about to pass on the throne, and the successor of the owner of Yigu Valley is his nephew. I am specially invited to attend the ceremony in Yigu Valley."

The person who asked the question nodded and said, "When, who will be the successor?"

"One month later, the head handover ceremony will be held. The successor will be Meng Ke, whose dao name is Kongqing. Speaking of which, he has some fate with Bupo."

The first time Lu Yan knew about Meng Ke was when he had just crossed over, Taoist Yichen called for help from the water mirror of the Valley Master of Yigu. I drew an extra stroke.

The second time I had something to do with Yigu. At that time, Lu Yan was researching the automatic alchemy furnace and lacked alchemy recipes, so he cheekily asked the owner of Yigu some alchemy knowledge and skills. Said that he has a nephew who is a golden wood spirit root, who is very talented in pills, but is restricted by the spirit root, and it is quite difficult to practice. Lu Yan remembered that he had a space ring of the ultimate wood element. Sold to Yigu at a friendly price.

Everyone knows what happened next, Meng Ke used the ultimate element to forcibly wash away the weaker Jin Linggen, and firmly grasped the position of heir.

When he asked the person to understand, he said: "Why don't you let Bupo go down the mountain and go to the Valley of Medicine, just passing by Luoyan City, and you can see your Uncle Yipeck, he has many formations about puppets."

Lu Yan nodded. He often goes down the mountain, but rarely leaves the Divine Creation Sect. The main reason is that he has a special physique and cannot be struck by lightning. If he breaks through suddenly outside, he may be exposed. Nascent Soul is still early, within the controllable range.

"However," Taoist Yichen frowned, folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, "Fuyi and Mengji are in retreat, so I'm always a little worried about leaving the sect alone."

Lu Yan also wanted to take a look at other places, and said with a smile: "Master, don't you know my methods? Even if you are in danger, it is more than enough to save your life."

In addition to the runes embroidered on the Taoist robe, there is also a defensive talisman drawn by Taoist Yichen himself in the token of his personal disciple, which can block the blows of the cultivators of the transformation stage, not to mention the various formations that Lu Yan has saved in the past ten years.

Taoist Yichen became displeased: "Where are there so many dangers? If anyone dares to provoke you, you will report the name of the God's Creation Sect. I will kill him to the ends of the earth!"

Lu Yan could only turn his attention to Ying Sanliang who was tied up by five flowers.

Ying Sanliang: "???"

Ying Sanliang: "Look what I'm doing, don't come here!!"

Lu Yan stroked his chin and had an idea: "Don't worry, Master and Uncle, don't you have ready-made guards here, right, Fellow Daoist?"

Ying Sanliang struggled and said, "I'm not a disciple of your Divine Creation Sect..."

"Cough cough," Lu Yan coughed twice, lowering his voice, "Oh, my hummingbird, I haven't found it yet, and there's also the Great Array of Protecting the Mountain, which is a whole spiritual vein to support, and my Gundam..."

Every time he said a word, Ying Sanliang's head drooped a little. At the end, he raised his neck and looked at death as if he were home: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I promise to send you to the Valley of Medicine safely!"

Lu Yan signaled Jiao Ruyan to untie him, and took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag: "The salary of the first day of employment."

Ying Sanliang couldn't understand what Lu Yan was talking about, but he knew pills. After opening the cork, a strong fragrance of pills penetrated into his nostrils, and he didn't need to identify it to know that it was a valuable thing!

It can be said that Ying Sanliang hasn't used any good things since he practiced. The elixir is expensive, so you can bear the injury. Anyway, the monk has a good physique. He just got the elixir. Ying Sanliang asked vigilantly: "Is this counted in my arrears?"

Jiao Ruyan couldn't bear to look directly at her.

A good swordsman, what kind of tormented by the little ancestor.

Lu Yan squinted and smiled: "Of course not."

Ying Sanliang finally let go of her heart.

Then, Lu Yan pulled out another small box and put it in front of Ying Sanliang: "I see that your sword seems to be damaged. It just so happens that you are going down the mountain this time. I will stop by Houtucheng on the way and let me give you a piece of advice from Master Yue." Forge back once."

Ying Sanliang opened the box and took a deep breath: "This, this, this, this, this!"

Lu Yan sat on the chair and made a "please" gesture corresponding to Sanliang: "It's a piece of meteorite given to me by Jianzong. This half is covered with ice crystals, which is just right for your spiritual root."

Back then when Lu Yan started, Jianzong sent a piece of meteorite, half of which was given to Fuyi in exchange for Qiong Gufeng, and the remaining half was left.

Ying stared at the meteorite in twos and threes, trembling and touching it carefully, lest it might be damaged.

This is meteoric iron, indestructible, most suitable for making swords, especially the ice crystals on it, if it can be integrated into the natal sword, it will be of great help to him.

Ying Sanliang's natal sword was not forged by a famous master. He relied on such a sword for nearly two hundred years, until the tip of the sword was broken.He closed the box with a "snap", his eyes lit up, and said to Lu Yan resolutely: "Don't break the Taoist friend, don't worry, if there is any danger on the road, I will go through fire and water and die!"

Lu Yan waved his hand, inadvertently pulled out another wine jar from the storage bag, and said, "You are welcome, I heard from Senior Sister Fuyi that Ying Daoyou loves wine. The spiritual seed of my soul has a special taste, and I will give it to my fellow Daoist."

Ying Sanliang... Ying Sanliang gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

After Lu Yan took out a jar of wine, the thick aroma of the wine almost broke through the small cork and exploded into the air. You don't need to taste it, you just need to smell it to know how strong the wine smell will be.

Ying Sanliang was about to fall intoxicated by the aroma of the wine, he put down the meteorite, and held up the wine jar with both hands, as if holding a sacred object, he gently opened the wine cork a little, only to find a faint aura emanating from the wine, Ying Sanliang took a deep breath, looked at Lu Yan, and said in a trembling voice: "Friend Daoist, you will be my ancestor from now on!"

Jiao Ruyan applauded silently.

Wonderful, learned, learned.

When I meet Jianxiu again in the future, just walk in three steps like this, and it will definitely be easy to catch.

Lu Yan smiled slightly, and shook hands with Ying Sanliang.

Hidden strength and name.

**

Lu Yan didn't have many things to bring. He had a storage bag, so he only needed to carefully choose the congratulatory gifts to send to Medical Valley.

There is still one month before the ceremony of handing over the head of Yigu. If you follow the speed of Ying Sanliang and start from Shenhaohuazong, it will not take a few days.

That's right, Ying Xiu is a sword repairer in twos and threes, and the speed is very fast.

Probably due to the instinct of casual cultivation, Ying Sanliang was very arrogant when he was young, and suffered a lot of losses, and learned how to manipulate the natal spirit sword to run faster without a teacher from the constant beatings.

The first stop is Luoyan City.

Luoyan City is a very magical city. It is not under the management of the mortal world, nor is it under the management of the immortal world. Fish and dragons are mixed together. Immortals and mortals live together in the same city, and the order and balance are maintained strangely.

Taoist Yipeck, Lu Yan's uncle, lived here.

Ying Sanliang had been here before, and introduced: "The city lord of Luoyan City seldom shows up. It is rumored that she is a magnificent beauty, but I have never seen her. If she is a sword cultivator, maybe I will try it by force. "

What he said really deserved to be a sword cultivator.

And Lu Yan's feeling is a bit subtle.

Ever since he entered Luoyan City, his consciousness has been beating slightly, as if reminding him of something.

On both sides of the wide streets of the main city, one pair after another of eyes left the boy in the white robe.

Invisible vibrations of the air.

"is it him?"

"It's him."

"Do it..."

"Do not."

"Not yet."

"We have to wait."

"Wait until the soil collapses."

Lu Yan frowned and looked around.

Pedestrians walked or chatted, and there were noisy bargaining sounds in front of the shop, but they didn't see anything wrong.

Ying Sanliang patted Lu Yan on the shoulder, pointed to a restaurant and said, "Look, I used to like his wine the most!"

Lu Yan came back to his senses, looked in the direction Ying Sanliang was pointing at, and said, "Let's go, I invite you to drink."

The restaurant was bustling, and the waiter walked back and forth between each table lightly. After seeing the guests outside the door, he quickly greeted them: "Are the two of you going to the top or staying in the restaurant?"

Lu Yan picked a relatively quiet corner in the lobby on the first floor. He had already bigu, and he still liked the feeling of food filling his stomach. He said, "Give me two jugs of the best wine, and a few plates of your signature."

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Not long after Xiaoer left, Lu Yan noticed a sneaky person walking through the hall with a cat's body, staying at one table for a while, and finally came to Lu Yan's table.

The man didn't know what he found, his eyes lit up, and he asked in a low voice, "You two are strangers, did you come from outside?"

Anyway, having nothing to do, Lu Yan nodded: "Yes."

The man slightly lifted a corner of his clothes, revealing the spine of a book, winked and said to Lu Yan in the tone of introducing a small disc, "Have you heard of Lu Bupo?"