Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The puppet moved.

Watching the puppet approaching Lu Zhiqiu's side in an instant, a smile appeared on his painful face.

Haha, this is the speed of Jindan.

Even though your Qi training is a bit weird, I don't believe you can fight against the Golden Elixir.

The foundation-building puppet raised its hand, and strong wood-attributed spiritual power gathered in its palm, ready to pat Lu Zhiqiu on the back.

The next moment, the spiritual power dissipated.

Ok?

what happened?

The Great Elder was unwilling to give up and commanded the puppets to attack Lu Zhiqiu again.

But every time the puppet was about to hit Lu Zhiqiu, its spiritual power would dissipate involuntarily, and it couldn't even touch the hateful woman in white.

The Great Elder became even more panicked.

In order to prevent the Jindan puppet from becoming someone's private property, the puppet does not have any special operating techniques.

As long as one practices the Feng family's inherited skills, one can use the secret techniques in the skills to control puppets.

This is also to avoid the embarrassing situation that when the family is in trouble, an elder who controls the puppet dies in battle and the rest of the people are unable to control the puppet.

But at this time, he carefully checked the puppet's control formation.

No one competed with him for control, and his relationship with the puppet was very normal and very close.

But why... doesn't the puppet attack Lu Zhiqiu?

The great elder was puzzled.

But he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

Lu Zhiqiu waved his hand, and a sandalwood stick was firmly inserted not far away. A strong wind blew past, igniting the top of the stick, and green smoke curled up.

"This incense can burn for a quarter of an hour. If you and your Golden Core puppet can hit me before the incense is gone, you win."

This is impossible.

At this moment, she had already activated the active skill of her talent for being good at getting along with others.

The Jindan puppet can’t even touch her for a quarter of an hour.

This quarter of an hour was the time she spent beating up the Great Elder.

Done.

She flashed in front of the Great Elder again, raised her leg, and kicked him again.

Lu Zhiqiu is incredibly fast.

The Great Elder was not given any room to relax. His hip had just started to hurt, and before he could circulate his spiritual power to relieve the pain, he was punched in the arm again, making the pain even worse.

then.

Such a spectacle appeared on the scene.

An old man was thrown and kicked in the air by the girl in white like a badminton.

Whenever the Great Elder was about to land, Lu Zhiqiu would always get behind him before him and punch him high into the air.

Just a few dozen breaths passed.

The Great Elder's face was bruised and swollen.

He communicated frantically with the Jindan puppet beside him, and the puppet was indeed obedient and caught up with Lu Zhiqiu every time.

But he just couldn't attack Lu Zhiqiu.

The Great Elder also thought about getting rid of the puppet and fighting against Lu Zhiqiu on his own.

But she was suppressed by Lu Zhiqiu.

The meridians in his body had long been blocked by the spiritual power injected by Lu Zhiqiu, and the Great Elder was completely unable to practice his skills.

him at this time.

Only then did I truly understand how terrifying the girl in front of me was.

As he was at the peak of the foundation building stage, he had no pressure in beating the opponent. Compared with Chu Xuannan, who was only slightly better than him just now, he was many levels higher.

The severe pain made him scream for mercy:

"I...I agree. I agree to this marriage. Stop fighting. Stop fighting."

Lu Zhiqiu had no expression on his face and punched him in the face again:

"Your consent is useless. We need the consent of our ancestors."

The Great Elder covered his nose, having already sensed the sarcasm in Lu Zhiqiu's tone, but he couldn't help but ask again:

"What does it take for our ancestors to agree?"

Lu Zhiqiu sneered:

"Of course, this puppet passed down from our ancestors has not stopped me from beating you until the sandalwood burns out. Only then can it be considered that our ancestors have truly agreed."

"After all, looking around, there is nothing in the entire Feng family that better represents our ancestors than this puppet."

The elder's face turned pale:

"That sandalwood lasted for a full quarter of an hour, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Zhiqiu punched him away again.

Lu Zhiqiu rubbed his sore wrist and murmured:

"You old man, you're still pretty stubborn. I'll just keep kicking you next time."

far away.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when looking at this funny scene.

Chu Xuannan exclaimed:

"Is this Miss Lu's true strength? It's truly terrifying."

"Even the Golden Core can't get close to her."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Feng Yuanzhou smiled bitterly and said:

"Before thinking about me, you actually advised Mr. Lu not to be impulsive. You are really blinded by one thing and fail to see the big picture."

"I really don't know where such a genius came from."

"If I were fifty years younger, I would definitely be so shameless as to ask Little Friend Lu to accept me as his disciple. Tsk tsk, you are still young and are good friends with her. I really envy you."

He looked at Chu Xuannan, Feng Huanxue, and Xia Yuke, his words revealing unconcealable envy.

Xia Yuke had a smug smile on her face.

See it.

I said this little thief was very powerful. The dignified Jindan puppet was like a toy in her hands. She arranged it clearly in a matter of moments, and it had no chance of fighting back... well, no chance of getting close to her.

He is worthy of being the one I like.

……

In the eyes of the crowd, either envy, admiration or pride.

Time passes little by little.

Finally, the breeze took away the last bit of flame on the sandalwood, and the incense went out.

There was a bang.

The Great Elder fell to the ground, his entire body swollen.

The second elder and the third elder looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, and not only did they not go up to help the eldest brother, they also quietly retreated a few steps.

They are convinced by the eldest brother.

But they are not fools, and they dare not offend Lu Zhiqiu at this time.

Lu Zhiqiu stretched, shook his neck, and commented seriously:

"It feels a bit hard, and it hurts my hands when I fight. Maybe I can try wearing two layers of deerskin gloves next time."

"Don't play dead. I didn't do anything cruel. Your life is not in danger."

After all, if she really wanted to be ruthless, she would not use fists and kicks, but sword energy.

She also wanted to keep the Great Elder so that he could help fight against the Huatian Sect in the future, so although the Great Elder was in pain, he did not suffer any serious injuries that would damage his bones.

The great elder lying on the ground raised his hands weakly and said with his dying breath:

"No, don't come next time."

"Whatever you say, the ancestors will agree. If they don't agree, I will burn all the spirit tablets and make you the new ancestor."

Hear the words.

Feng Huanxue and Chu Xuannan smiled at each other.

Lu Zhiqiu yawned, pointed at the Golden Core Puppet that was still standing there in a daze, and said with a smile:

"Then this great god should quickly return to the bottom of the pool and sleep."

"Don't leave it outside for too long. If the ancestral sign is ruined, it will be blamed on me."

Feng Yuanzhou was speechless.

Only false gods would sleep at the bottom of the pool. The real gods were outside directing the affairs of state, like the one in front of him.

With a thought, Feng Yuanzhou took over the control of the Great Elder and manipulated the Golden Core Puppet to return to the bottom of the pool to sleep, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to recover from the consumption.

The Long River of Tears: Chapter 30 Ends

See this.

Lu Zhiqiu turned around and looked at the nervous Second and Third Elders, and asked with a smile:

"Your elder brother said that our ancestors have approved of this marriage. Do you agree?"

The two nodded repeatedly, and the wrinkles on their faces trembled as they shook their heads.

Lu Zhiqiu nodded with satisfaction.

Xia Yuke stood aside, looking at the Second Elder, the Third Elder, then at the First Elder lying on the ground, and asked a question that had been lingering for a long time:

"Why is it that all along, only the Great Elder has spoken, while the Second and Third Elders are like puppets, only able to fight and never express their opinions?"

Feng Yuanzhou explained:

"Because both of them have throat injuries and cannot speak."

"So they've always been used to the eldest brother talking, and they just silently support him."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Lu Zhiqiu clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Very good, this marriage can finally have a happy ending."

"Then let's take care of the other matter as well."

"After all, the four foundation-building masters of the Feng family are all here at this moment, and it is you four that I'm looking for."

As he spoke, Lu Zhiqiu's expression gradually turned serious.

See this.

Everyone stopped smiling and looked at Lu Zhiqiu.

Even the great elder on the ground was trying to stand up with difficulty, his face a little nervous, fearing that it was something related to him again.