Chapter 652 Sister and Brother Lu on

If there are traitors and thieves in the world, there will always be people who raise the flag and the king. In the mortal world, the fairyland is no less than that.

Since the leaders of the three major forces escaped from the heavenly court and returned to the lower world to hold the flag Qintian, history has opened a new chapter. With Qintian as the year, all walks of life in the world are marching towards the heavenly court boldly. Since then, all over the world and Xianfan have officially entered an endless period of chaos. Everyone thinks that this is the beginning of another great change, but only four people know that this is the beginning of ten million years of decadent fortune from great prosperity.

In the fifty-ninth year of Qintian, the Eight Swords League held the Sizhou Avenue Meeting in Longbei Mountain, Dongzhou.

The so-called Eight Swords League is an alliance composed of the eight sword cultivation forces of heaven and earth. Among them, the Qingtian Sword Sect and the Hezhou Sword Sect are the top ten first-class forces in heaven and earth, and the other six swordsmen are also medium and large swords. Therefore, these Eight Swords Leagues are one of the few super first-class forces second only to the three top forces.

"I heard that in addition to the eight swordsmen and the other nearly 1,000 small and medium-sized forces in Sizhou, there are also the strong men of the three top forces."

"Of course, I heard that this Avenue meeting should have been held by one of the forces of Nether Religion, Dongshen Religion and Tianyi Sect. All three forces want to win this quota, and in the end, the quota will fall to the Eight Swords League."

"Do you think the three major forces will send their top figures this time?"

"By the way, I saw one yesterday, who is from the Eastern God."

"Eastern God Religion? Is it possible that someone from the top ten gods is coming?

"No, but he is more powerful than the top ten gods. This person's status and strength are fully qualified to replace the Eastern God Sect."

"In addition to the top ten gods in the Eastern God Religion, who else is qualified to replace the leader to participate in the alliance... Could it be..."

"Exact. The only saint of the Eastern God Church, Lord Lu.

"It's really rare for Lord Lu to get out of the customs."

"Yes, since the expedition to Tianhe 30 years ago, Lord Lu has been in retreat and has never appeared again."

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In front of the Tianjian Yunfeng ladder outside Longbei Mountain, the immortals who came to participate in this grand event talked about it, as if they had not only seen Lv Fengqi, but also had a good relationship with Lv Fengqi and drank wine. In the fifty-ninth year of Tianqin, this avenue meeting held in Longbei Mountain of the Eight Swords League was a grand event to evaluate the ranking of immortals, true immortals and immortals in the world. The reason why there was such leisure under the general situation of the conquest of heaven and earth was that after the expedition to Tianhe 30 years ago, the situation of heaven and earth reversed, and the forces of Sizhou gradually suppressed the Tiangong and occupied it. Wind. Tiangong is a rope force. Although the Sizhou Qintian Alliance is led by the three major forces, there are too many scattered small and medium-sized forces, thousands. In addition, in the past decades, the three major forces are no longer as close and cooperative as when they were in the alliance. The Sizhou Qintian League has gradually lost its original cohesion, and the first-class forces The giants discussed and decided to hold this road meeting to build the prestige of the strong and take it as a model for the descendants of Xiandao. In addition, the major forces have not decided who will occupy the only dominant position in the less long years in the future based on the number and ranking of strong people.

The ideas of the top giants are too unfathomable. Every idea can be taken into account that a hundred years later, most of the people who come to this event are ordinary immortals and even real people who are dissatisfied with the real fairyland. Their ideas are often wishful thinking.

"Sister, who is Lord Lu they said? Is he awesome? Is there a master who is powerful?

In front of Tianjian Yunfeng, on the huge mountaineering floor covering an area of nearly ten miles, in the ubiquitous pub, the bun-haired young monk secretly listened to the conversation of the sama next to him, while whispered but excitedly asked the woman at his deskmate. The young monk is young, but at least he has a fairy age of more than a hundred years, otherwise he will not have the cultivation of a double naive human realm. However, the age of immortals is often not directly proportional to their maturity, so the young monks show a trace of tenderness when they first come out of the mountain, regardless of their words and deeds.

The nun sitting beside him was not as excited as her brother. She sat upright and siped the wine. However, just by looking at her slightly stiff posture when drinking and the appearance of clenching her sleeves from time to time, it can be seen that she has not gone out of the mountain gate several times, and her experience is not much better than that of young people. At this time, sitting in the center of the pub where the immortals are gathered is also particularly turbulent, but she relies on drinking to hide her complex emotions.

As soon as the young man asked, the nun had not come to say anything. The middle-aged monk with a beard at the next table laughed and said, "It's really an opportunity for the two Taoist friends to participate in the road meeting when they go down the mountain for the first time. Your division commander hasn't told you about the ranking of the strong among the three top forces? Tut, even Lord Lu didn't know it, but he came to the Da Dao meeting. Fortunately, it was us who sat here. If the people of the Eastern God Religion were here, I'm afraid the two little Taoist friends would suffer a lot.

The teenager's real face was embarrassed. He looked at the blue-faced senior sister beside him. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he saw her senior sister humming softly and said, "The senior turned a blind eye. Lu Zhoushuang of the Chongyun School in Xiaxizhou. His father is Lu Zhou, the head of the Chongyun School. This is Lu Zhoulei, his younger brother."

After saying that, the nun looked up at the middle-aged monk who had just spoken. Her eyes were clear and confident. She seemed to be waiting for the other party's flattery and said something like "I've been looking forward to it for a long time. It turned out to be the fairy of Chongyun Lu, and the name of the fairy is like thunder." But after waiting for a long time, I saw the prime monk scratching his ears and cheeks. He looked at the ceiling and meditated hard. After thinking for a long time, he didn't think of a sect called Chongyun School of immortal cultivation in Xizhou, but he was a real person who could not say anything false words, so he could only grab his scalp and giggle at the nun with an embarrassed face.

The nun's face was also full of embarrassment. The teenager next to her was thinner-skinned and almost wanted to find a seam to get in.

The Chongyun School in the mouth of the female practitioner may also be a little famous, but it is only limited to a certain territory in Xizhou that is less than a thousand miles round. Or maybe it is because the Lu Zhouzi fairy who founded the family Chongyun School likes to brag, or maybe her family's Chongyun Sect does have some fame in the world that Lu Zhoushuang experienced before. After she came out of the boundary of thousands of miles, and then out of Xizhou, and came to Longbei Mountain, which gathered all the eyes of the immortals and mons in the monsian world, Lu Zhoushuang still thought that other immortals would know the "big name" of her Chongyun School.

Young people will always make some harmless mistakes. When they are old, they will laugh at them. But at the age at which they make mistakes, the mistakes they make often become a magic barrier that hinders their practice.

The middle-aged monks are not bad. They don't laugh at the Lu family's siblings. They just laugh and drink. However, all the people sitting in the venue pubs are all practitioners who can hear ant fighting. How can they not hear Lu Zhoushuang's arrogant jokes before? Immediately, many monks turned their eyes to Lu Zhoushuang's table and laughed a little. Kindness, some of which were slightly sarcastic, directly saw Lu Zhoushuang's red face. The white young man beside him was so anxious that he was about to cry when he saw his sister make a fool of himself.

"It turned out to be Lu Xianzi of Chongyun School, and he has been known for a long time."

At this moment, a clear and mellow voice came from outside the door.

If someone said so before, the sister and brother surnamed Lu may be very useful, but now they are regarded as fools by so many people. This sentence has completely changed in Lu Zhoushuang's ears, which is simply sarcasm.

Although Lu Zhoushuang has a little more experience than her own brother, she is only limited to the boundary of the Chongyun faction, which is thousands of miles away. How can she be? That sentence "long-term admiring" makes her aggrieved mood to the extreme that she can no longer suppress it.

Slamming the table, Lu Zhoushuang stood up and looked angrily at the male monk who came in from the door: "You..."

The eyes are open like the sky, piercing through the world.

As soon as he touched the man's eyes, the anger at the bottom of Lu Zhoushuang's heart dissipated in an instant, and his mood became a thousand times better than usual at this moment.

What's wrong with me...

Lu Zhoushuang's face was crimson, not shyness, but a trace of indescribable shyness.

Although the man's eyebrows are very indifferent and handsome, there seems to be a vast and endless world full of magical existence in his eyes, which makes people can't help but fall into it as soon as they touch it. In this way, if you continue to look at it, the man's facial features suddenly become amazing from plainness. His eyes, nose and lips are very ordinary. Combined together, there is a trace of rare immortality, just like a real fairy who came out of ancient calligraphy and paintings.