Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

"This guy, it turns out he recognized me as a member of the Sun family a long time ago. He helped me break through the foundation building stage and took the opportunity to plot against me. I thought he was a good brother."

It was just like what Lu Zhiqiu saw using the Zhaoshi Book.

This time, Uncle San was indeed tricked by Huang Feng.

suddenly.

There was a knock on the door.

The fat butler from before walked into the room with fruit and hot water in his hands and said with a flattering look on his face:

"Send some fruit to each of you fellow Taoists to supplement your nutrition."

Lu Zhiqiu casually picked up a red date, took a bite, and said with a smile:

"I think you wanted to see if we could escape."

"Otherwise, when the deputy leader comes and sees we're not here, he'll have to ask you."

The fat deacon kept saying no, no.

But in his heart, he was really thinking that when the deputy leader arrived, he would definitely teach these young men in front of him a lesson.

As for the deputy leader, he couldn't beat this guy.

impossible.

The deputy leader is at the peak of the foundation building stage, and the leaders all praise his extraordinary fighting talent. The average person at the peak of the foundation building stage is no match for the deputy leader.

No matter how strong this person is, as long as he is not a Golden Core, he will not be a match for the deputy leader.

Thinking of this, the fat butler smiled, then left the room as if nothing had happened, waiting for the savior to arrive.

Shake his head.

Lu Zhiqiu lay on the windowsill, gazing into the distance.

Cuiyan City is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The green mountains stretch out one after another, leaving people with nowhere to stretch their vision and they are trapped in this small city.

fortunately.

Half a day later.

A rebellious figure came with a sword, and the powerful pressure made the third uncle, who was lying in bed recovering from his injuries, a little surprised:

"Such a powerful aura, faintly superior to the master of the family."

Lu Zhiqiu turned around and said with a smile:

"The Vice Leader of the Anti-Heaven Alliance has arrived. I'm going to meet him."

Done.

Lu Zhiqiu rushed out of the window and walked straight into the sky.

heaven.

The man was wearing short tights and looked very unruly. He stroked his bangs with his left hand, holding a long sword in his right hand. He looked at Lu Zhiqiu and said:

"Someone is here."

"You came."

"You didn't leave?"

"How can I leave if you don't come?"

"You shouldn't be here."

"Stop talking nonsense. Are you addicted to pretending to be cool?"

Lu Zhiqiu waved his hand.

The withered yellow autumn leaves around him gathered together, each leaf carrying a sharp sword energy, and rushed towards the man.

The man was stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed loudly and drew his sword:

"I thought we were just here to clean up some street rats, but I didn't expect there would be a big fish."

"It seems Dao must show his true ability."

He drew his sword and thrust it forward, making a few sword flowers in the air. Countless flames whizzed out along with the sword energy and collided with Lu Zhiqiu's leaves.

The surrounding air instantly became much drier.

However, compared with the sword energy cultivated by Lu Zhiqiu using the Nascent Soul method, the quality was still far inferior.

The leaves rushed into the flames, but there was no sign of being burned. Instead, they stirred up a surging tide of sword energy, easily extinguishing the surrounding flames.

The leaves continued to shoot towards the man with undiminished power.

The man's face showed a solemn expression. He used all his strength to stimulate the spiritual power in his body, swung his sword forward, rushed directly through the encirclement of leaves, and stabbed Lu Zhiqiu in the chest.

Lu Zhiqiu drew the long sword from behind him.

He easily blocked the man's move, and then chopped again, actually making some cracks on the man's sword.

The man was shocked:

"You, Dao just saw your sword, it's just an ordinary Qi training magic weapon, how come it suddenly has such terrifying power?"

Lu Zhiqiu smiled faintly and said:

"Sorry, it has turned into a golden elixir now."

She injected the aura of the 120 Qinguan swords into the sword. Although it was only one ten-thousandth, it was enough to temporarily increase the power of the flying sword.

Seeing this, the man suddenly smoothed his bangs and laughed:

"Interesting. Not only are your learnings far superior to mine, but they are also unprecedented. This is enough for you to make up for the gap in your cultivation."

"I will also use my inherited technique next."

Lu Zhiqiu's heart moved.

She just discovered that this person's strength is much higher than that of Xia Mingtian, Chu Yingshi and other peak foundation building people.

The technique used is the authentic foundation-building technique, not the castrated version popular in the Xilan world.

Could it be that this person really inherited the legacy of an ancient cultivator?

Just as Lu Zhiqiu was guessing.

The man pressed his left hand between his eyebrows, drew out a ray of golden light, and pressed it on the long sword, which then shone brightly.

"This move was obtained by Dao from a relic. It is the most important secret technique of that senior. Let's use this move to decide the outcome!"

His expression was solemn, and his spiritual power continued to flow into the sword, and finally he extended it from a distance.

The sword energy created a whirlwind.

It actually covered half of Cuiyan City.

Many of the vendors’ fruits and vegetables were blown all over the ground, and lighter cloths, dolls, etc. flew directly onto the roof, causing people to panic and worry.

In the inn.

Xia Yuke, Sun Xiaoyan and others had never seen such a terrifying attack from their old man who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, and their faces were full of anxiety.

The fat butler who was secretly watching the fight felt extremely happy:

I told you to be arrogant.

Now, isn’t he just going to be defeated by the deputy leader?

The deputy leader's sword was admitted by the leader himself, and it was the most terrifying sword under the Hua Tian Sect in the Xilan Realm.

pity.

The smile on the fat butler's face didn't last for three breaths before it froze on his face.

Because outside the window.

The golden sword light of his deputy leader suddenly rolled back and knocked the deputy leader himself away.

The Long River of Clear Tears: Chapter 42: The Child of Destiny

heaven.

Lu Zhiqiu crossed his arms and looked at the man he had slapped flying, sighing softly.

Landing.

At this time, the man had been smashed deep into the ground, and a large human-shaped pit had been smashed out on the ground.

A long time passed.

The dusty man slowly crawled out from the bottom of the pit, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and his breathing disordered. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

He asked incredulously:

"Why, you easily countered Dao's long-planned sword attack."

Lu Zhiqiu stretched out his arms and said:

"Because your move is just a form, full of flaws inside. If I can crack a few of the key points, I can use this sword for my own use."

The man was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head and sighed:

"So I've met a true kendo master!"

"Before coming here, I thought I might lose, but I didn't expect it to be so quick and so complete."

"Well, whether you want to kill me or chop me up is entirely up to you."

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and smiled:

"Is your meat delicious? Why should I kill you and skin you?"

"Let me ask you, do you want to learn that move just now? If you do, I'll teach you."

The man was silent for a long time before revealing a bitter expression:

"I am not worthy of learning such a profound sword art."

Lu Zhiqiu suddenly revealed an unfathomable smile and said softly:

"You just let it go because you also disagreed with the Anti-Heaven Alliance sacrificing the lives of tens of thousands of people in Cuiyan City to expose the true face of the Eight Great Families, right?"

The man was so startled that he didn't even notice his bangs were blown into his eyes.

"You, how do you know?"

Lu Zhiqiu smiled but said nothing.

Why did she know this? Of course, it was because she had the Book of Omens.

[Dao Bu Gu, fifty-three years old, peak foundation building, top-grade sword spirit root]

[Zero years old, born in a small county town in the eastern part of the Lanjie]

[At the age of three, he showed his extraordinary talent in cultivating immortals and was spotted by a wandering cultivator in the city, who took him in as his apprentice.]

[At the age of nine, he began to practice Qi, bid farewell to his family, and traveled around the world with his wandering master]

[At the age of seventeen, I learned that my small county town had collapsed in a flood, and my entire family had died. I fell seriously ill.]

[At the age of 25, he reached the peak of Qi training. His master, a free-spirited cultivator, had not yet achieved the foundation-building stage and died at the end of his lifespan in the same year.]

【At the age of 27, entering the foundation building stage】

[At the age of 33, he came into contact with the Anti-Heaven Alliance and learned about the Huatian Sect and the Eight Great Families. He was shocked and furious, and was determined to avenge his family.]

[At the age of forty-eight, he accidentally entered a cave and inherited the legacy of the ancient Golden Elixir Master]