aircannonsinc Chapter 504 Per Capita White Hair Control
Chapter 504 Per Capita White Hair Control
Chapter 504 Per capita white hair control
The painting boat is a Law Treasure, named Zhuiyun Mansion, forged by the monks of Xuanlong Transcending Tribulation Stage.
Unlike Taifu's Qingrui Lantern and Qin Fangtian's Sword Box, Zhuiyun Mansion is not a treasure that is intertwined between lives. Originally, the owner of the Transcending Tribulation failed and died. A monk from the Xuanlong Transcending Tribulation Stage who was passing by picked up the broken Law Treasure and recast it. into what it is now.
Because it is a recast version, its effectiveness is not as good as before, its offense and defense are average, and it is usually used for official receptions of distinguished guests.
The shape of Zhuiyun Mansion can be changed into a shuttle, a fortress, a temple... whatever the guests like, it becomes whatever it is. Zhao Wuxie insisted on his own opinion and was convinced that Lu Bei was a womanizer, so he gave in to him and turned Zhuiyun Mansion into a painting boat.
As a Transcending Tribulation Stage-level Law Treasure, Zhuiyunfu has long been severely damaged and cannot participate in the Transcending Tribulation Stage-level battle. It can only show off its power in the Body Integration stage.
A few days ago, Mu Lichen chased Zhao Wuxie through multiple spaces, and based on the cautious principle of cultivating immortals, he secretly carved a few sword talismans.
Not many, eight, eight, sixty-four, which ensures that he can always detect one and use it as a coordinate to sneak into the painting boat.
It doesn't mean anything else. Mu Lichen's personal habit is to look at the next step every step he takes, and he likes to ambush whatever he does.
It was about his master, how could Lu Bei tell the truth and send Zhao Wuyou away like this, telling her to hurry up and go to the front line to die.
I haven’t had any experience in fishing for a long time, and I can’t muster the energy to do anything. My long legs that cut red yeast are no longer fragrant.
This disease can only be cured by experience.
Zhao Wuyou couldn't figure out how Lu Bei could go and come back, so he contacted Zhao Wuxie immediately. He couldn't go to Gushan, at least not before he coaxed Lu Bei away.
Lu Bei had been craving for experience for a few days, how could she push the person against the pillar with a snap as she wished?
"Sister Zhao, this sect leader is also doing this for your own good. You don't think about yourself, but you also have to think about your father-in-law. You don't want him to be so depressed that he can't rest in peace, right?"
"If Sect Leader Lu really wants to do good for me, he shouldn't force me to go to the northern front line. If anything happens to you, Wu Zhou will definitely not let it go. Wuyou can't afford to lose his life." Zhao Wuyou firmly refused.
"This sect leader just takes a look. If you don't go in, no one will be killed."
"You can't even look at it. The Gushan Army is in an important position. The leader of the Lu Sect, Wu Zhou Renshi, if I take you there, you will be dealt with according to the military law. You will not be able to save your life."
"Let's discuss it!"
Lu Bei leaned closer and used a tried-and-tested beauty trick. He blew into his ear and said, "Sister Zhao, take this sect leader to Gushan. I'll let you get what you want. I guarantee you'll complete the task in one night. How about that?" ?”
Zhao Wuyou laughed angrily: "Sect Master Lu, you established all the documents last time, didn't you go back on your promise?"
"Last time was last time, this time is this time, people will change."
Lu Bei gritted his teeth and said: "Give me a chance. I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a man of my word."
If it doesn't work, it won't work. Zhao Wuyou won't obey anything he says. Unless Lu Bei fulfills his promise in advance and delivers the goods on the spot, there will be no discussion.
She decided that Lu Bei was not a womanizer, not just this time, but next time as well.
Sure enough, the two of them were tugging on the spot, and Lu Bei suggested to hand over half of it first, that is, to touch the little hands, and wait until Gushan to tie the other half.
He was not sincere when he heard it, and Zhao Wuyou refused to comply. In desperation, Lu Bei had to repeat the old trick: "Sister Zhao, where is Gushan City? I just need to send someone to find out. I want to go, but you can stop me." There's nothing I can do to stop it. As I said, why don't you lead this sect leader over? If I want to do something sinister, such as colluding with Monster Race to open the border gate, you might as well send the message in time."
Zhao Wuyou just pretended not to hear, he was full of integrity and the issue of principle was unquestionable. Lu Bei wanted to go to Gushan and just went there, and there was no way for her to lead the way.
At this time, the water mirror suddenly opened, and Zhao Wuxie's figure slowly emerged.
Lu Bei pressed Zhao Wuyou against the pillar, and the two of them were tugging at each other. From his perspective, it was Lu Bei who pressed Zhao Wuyou against the pillar and pushed him back and forth.
Tsk, the task was completed fairly well, how can it be said that there is no progress at all!
Zhao Wuxie opened the folding fan to cover the corners of his mouth that were gradually rising. When the two people who were tugging heard the sound, they both released their hands and feet and straightened their slightly messy clothes.
"Brother Zhao, what a coincidence, you are here too?" Lu Bei said hello with a smile without blushing or out of breath.
"Don't blame me for disturbing your elegant mood."
Zhao Wuxie smiled faintly, and without waiting for Zhao Wuyou to explain, he said directly: "It doesn't matter, Sect Master Lu is very resourceful. As a brother, you have to be careful when dealing with him. If he suddenly leaves and comes back, it's not surprising that you didn't notice."
Having said this, he smiled at Lu Bei again.
After listening to Zhao Wuyou's report, Lu Bei suddenly said goodbye and returned to Wu Zhou. Zhao Wuxie became confused and wondered what was wrong. Although he didn't know Lu Bei's purpose, but he used himself to save others, so he expected that Lu Bei would not go far.
Sure enough, people came out after just one try.
On the other side, Zhao Wuyou explained the reason why Lu Bei came and came back. Zhao Wuxie was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "Sect Master Lu, you want to go to the front line of Gushan... but for the sake of one of the three evils, the devil ?”
"Yes and no."
Lu Bei said bluntly: "I did have the idea of competing with the Three Fiends before, but after hearing about Xuanlong's national conditions, the idea faded away. I just wanted to find a few Great Monsters to grind the immortal Sword Intent."
Good thing, a free thug has no reason to refuse.
Zhao Wuxie pondered for a moment. He was not worried about Lu Bei colluding with Monster Race. If that were the case, Jian Xi Gu Gu would have died long ago. But think about the identity of the leader of the Lu Bei Heavenly Sword Sect. Not to mention Wu Zhou, the heart of the Zhu family is also a taboo that no other country can get involved in. Others have to sneak in and blatantly drag him to the front line if they want to get a taste of it...
The free ones are the most expensive.
Zhao Wuxie shook his head slightly. He had no control over this matter, so he asked Lu Bei to wait where he was. After a while, he came back online.
After confirmation, the superiors nodded and agreed that Lu Bei should go for a walk in Gushan. However, the ugly words came from the front. All actions were Lu Bei's personal opinion and had nothing to do with Xuanlong officials.
This must be said clearly, otherwise if something unexpected happens, Wu Zhou will not be able to receive the red envelope in the coming year.
Lu Bei nodded repeatedly, life and death are determined by fate, my fate is up to me. If he dies, it is entirely his own fault, and Xuanlong does not have to bear any responsibility.
The two parties made a verbal agreement. Lu Bei promised not to cause trouble on the front line, and Zhao Wuxie promised not to use him as cannon fodder. Both parties ended the call with satisfaction.
Zhao Wuxie left, and Lu Bei turned around and patted Zhao Wuyou on the shoulder: "I gave you a chance but you didn't use it. If you had promised me just now, I would be yours tonight."
Zhao Wuyou spat lightly, not believing Lu Bei's lies.
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In the northern border of Xuanlong, there are vast and undulating mountains. There are countless giant trees that are hundreds of feet high. They are endless and there are many steep mountains and jagged rocks.
Hazy, no mountain, no water, shrouded in mystery all year round.
In the distance, you can see the demonic clouds Dragon Transformation Tengyu, black and dense, occupying the sky, isolated from the world, and occasionally startling unknown strange birds to tear into the sky and roar.
Opposite the vast mountain range, a black mountain rises from the ground, with a radius of less than three hundred miles. It is like an earthworm shaking a tree, and it is not worth mentioning.
But it was such a solitary mountain that pressed down on the boundless demonic cloud like a nail, stopping its encroaching power. It erected a barrier in the sky and divided the sky on both sides into clear lines.
On one side there are demonic clouds rolling in, on the other side the clouds are light and the wind is gentle.
Gushan City.
Use a mountain as a city to survive for thousands of years.
The garrison of Gushan City is 8,000, with a full strength of 12,000 during the war. There are also 180,000 civilians, merchants, and monks in the city. There is a clear road for 500 miles behind. If the city is broken, Monster Race can take advantage of the trend and go south.
The eight thousand defenders practiced the Human Race Sacred Land's "Blood War Flag" battle formation method. This method is intended to inspire the blood energy like a dragon, and the physical body is tempered thousands of times. The formation can form an army, which has great power. It is inherited from the army of ancient Great Xia. The method of formation cannot be used by non-big countries in the north.
The defender is the shield, the monk is the sword.
The most famous sword here is Tu Yuan, one of the three evil spirits in the Chiyun Palace.
There are dozens of cities in the northern border of Xuanlong, each of which is an important military city, dotted with lone stars, forming a dragon, and where the golden light is, it is the dragon vein of Xuanlong's national destiny.
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"After entering the city, please ask Sect Leader Lu to restrain himself. Senior Tu Yuan is not an easy person to talk to." Zhao Wuyou requested, no, begged.
Although Yiliang still died, it was because of their bad luck. Big countries like Wu Zhou, Qi Yan, etc. all followed the same approach as Yiliang. The dragon vein ancestors were hidden and tucked away. They would not be exposed easily until the country was destroyed and the clan was destroyed.
Investigating the reasons, the white-haired people of the Zhao family risked everything to die with the country and coexist with the people. More than ten emperors have been dismembered by Monster Race on the northern front. The people's will is strong, and the boat sails on the water as if it's on flat ground. There's no reason why the country's fortunes are declining day by day.
That's right, Xuanlong moved the luck dragon vein to the front line.
If you don't move the Dragon Vein at the bottom of the box, you won't be able to withstand the long front.
Using dragon veins as the foundation of the formation, dozens of nails were pressed down to block the Monster Race's ambition to go south.
A 150+ girl's intuition is that if these two people meet together, they will probably have a fight.
Qing Qian should be grateful that the person he restored to the country was Wu Zhou, and he was replaced by Xuanlong. The average person has white hair. Before the slogan of rebellion was shouted, he was disgusted to death by one person's spit.
But from a long-term perspective, although this move is a helpless choice, it is also a wonderful move. Thousands of years have proved that Xuanlong's luck has never declined for a moment, and it has become stronger with each war. Son.
However, a lonely mountain city alone is not enough to withstand millions of Monster Races.
Xuanlong has no choice. Compared with Monster Race's successive invasions, it is generally on the defensive side, and the initiative lies with Monster Race.
The clouds and mist dispersed, and the hundred-foot city wall was mottled, with scratches and scratches everywhere. Amidst the vastness and sadness, there was still a majestic momentum that stood firm.
Every dragon of luck is a treasure. For example, the Millennium Divine Dynasty Yi Liang hid the dragon veins in a secret realm, fearing that the enemy would find the weak spot and cover the door.
(End of chapter)
In other countries, this suicidal behavior of putting one's life on the enemy's knife would be a textbook way of killing oneself, and it would be absolutely impossible.
Lu Bei raised his head and looked up, his eyes slightly narrowed, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and the golden dragon's scaly claws caught his eye, and he compared the stupid dragon in Bi Yiliang to decide which one was the elder brother.