Li Yixiao has been wandering around the world for more than ten years. He has seen a lot and listened to a lot. From the ignorant boy back then to Tian Luo, who is causing headaches all over the world today, he has experienced countless worldly affairs. There is love and hate, as well as sincerity and deception.
.
He felt that it was too early for him to have a child, because Li Yixiao always felt that he was not ready to be a father, so he finally chose to avoid the topic of Nalan Que by making jokes.
In those years, I followed others to sell counterfeit medicines, and I pretended to be coaxed into a pyramid scheme in order to have enough to eat. In the end, I was kicked out because I ate too much.
After so long, Li Yixiao felt that he had to be sufficiently prepared to welcome a new life.
Maybe one day when I take my children to pay homage to Master's grave, I can proudly say to Master, "Wait a minute, where is Master's grave?!"
Just when Li Yixiao was recalling it carefully, Lu Shu had already returned home and started singing Little Stars. He and Mr. Hai were currently in a truce, and both sides were recuperating before fighting for another 300 rounds.
Lu Shu didn't believe that he couldn't cure a sword spirit sent by Nie Ting to disgust him?!
In the early morning, Lu Shu came to the yard to practice swordplay. This time he didn't use a wooden sword, but a Chengying sword.
After all, Chengying will be his most handy weapon from now on, so it would be better to become familiar with it during daily practice.
Just as Lu Shu was sweating profusely with each move, Mr. Hai suddenly came out on his own. The other party looked at Lu Shu with flowing clothes and said coldly: "I didn't expect that you would be willing to practice this at this level.
Simple basic swordsmanship is rare. But your swordsmanship is too ugly. If you sincerely beg me, I can teach you something more."
As he spoke, Mr. Hai's arrogant expression was clearly revealed. It was true arrogance.
Lu Shu rolled his eyes, raised his hand, took out a potato from the Mountain and River Seal, and started peeling it. Why did you just come out and give directions to the country? I have to beg you sincerely?
"If you sincerely beg me, I won't use Chengying to do such a thing," Lu Shu said with a cheerful smile.
"The negative emotion value from Mr. Hai, +399!"
Before Lu Shu could finish peeling a potato, Master Hai had already returned to Chengying.
But the matter was not over yet. Lu Shu felt that Mr. Hai's sudden remarks to him were a sign of rekindling the flames of war, so he decisively resumed the process of bleeding and peeling potatoes...
Lu Shu's face became paler and paler, and at the same time he became more and more angry as he thought about it. Everyone else's swords, spirits, and weapons were all obedient, so why was his own always making trouble?
No, let’s not talk about other things. He can’t take the blame for Cheng Ying. This blame must belong to Nie Ting!
…
Lu Shu's life at school suddenly calmed down completely. The final exam was coming soon. In the third year of high school, even the poor students who had not studied much in the past tried to sprint to see if they had any hope.
Lu Shu, on the other hand, was like an independent being apart from his classmates. He had no intention of talking to anyone, and no one wanted to talk to him.
He just quietly sorted out the knowledge he had learned. People like Lu Shu would never give up any opportunity. If there was no Luoshen Training Academy, he would go to an ordinary university. When he fought with Takashima Heijin, he could not move.
If he goes to grind the snowy mountains, even if he falls into the abyss, he will dig his fingers into the hard stone wall and climb up bit by bit.
In fact, Lu Shu was very optimistic and would never really despair because of anything.
Occasionally, classmates would get together to discuss things about the black market in Los Angeles and those casual cultivators. One poor student said with a smile: "I just found out yesterday that one of my dad's former friends was actually a casual cultivator. When we were having dinner together, that casual cultivator
Uncle said that in fact, qualifications are not that important at all. Many casual cultivators do not have qualifications in the world, but they can still practice, but their practice is slower, but being slow does not mean that they will not succeed. You can also find some resources to make up for it.
."
Lu Shu somewhat agreed with this sentence when he heard it not far away. In fact, the era of qualification-only theory at the beginning has passed. Many people within the Dragnet know that there are more than six levels of qualifications, and they are just set up by people.
What's worse about their qualifications is not that they can't practice, but that they practice too slowly, and the dragnet can't see them.
It's just that his uncle, a casual cultivator, is a bit boastful. If cultivation resources are so easy to obtain, how can there be any casual cultivator who is willing to travel thousands of miles to carry spiritual stones from abroad and resell them? Why do those people work so hard? Is it to earn some money?
Do you want to exchange your possessions for some spiritual resources for yourself?
The poor student laughed and said: "Originally, my dad wanted me to join the army if I couldn't get into college. After all, my grades would definitely have no hope. But now my dad has changed his mind and asked me to practice with this uncle!"
The students in the circle next to them became envious: "Is it really possible to practice? Can you tell your uncle to teach us?"
Lu Shu could tell that his uncle might have some weak cultivation methods in his hands, but they were stronger than those of pure awakening.
Is this something that can be taught just by talking? Lu Shu suddenly wondered if the dragnet was gradually loosening its control over casual cultivators, and he would also hope that private cultivators would prosper. After all, if there was a war one day, there would still be some problems.
The reserves can be used by Shenma, but Lu Shu cannot speculate on this. When the situation is determined, it is simply a dragnet that can be used as he wants.
The poor student was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't save his face: "Haha, I will talk to my uncle. If he is willing to teach you, I will take you to see him."
"Is your uncle great?" someone asked curiously.
"You don't know this," the poor student said proudly: "My uncle is now famous in the black market on the side of National Highway 301, and he hangs out with Buddha and His Holiness!"
A group of students were stunned for a moment. There was a lot of discussion about this black market in the foundation some time ago, so many people knew that Lord Buddha was actually their Tianluo Li Yixiao. If he really followed Tianluo, that would be awesome, respectable
Who is it?
"Has your uncle ever met the Venerable? I saw on the foundation forum that some cultivators said that the Venerable is a young man with unparalleled swordsmanship. Is this true?" someone asked.
The poor student pretended to be mysterious: "You don't know this, right? My uncle has seen the Venerable with his own eyes. According to him, the Venerable used only a human skin mask when he first appeared. His true appearance is much younger.
According to my uncle, he seems to be the same age as us."
"Fuck, no, right? At the same age as us, you can have the strength of Principal Li?" This news is really exciting.
