Lu Jiu closed her collar and nodded in agreement as if to prove it: "That's right, that's right, I like it so much that I can't bear to take it off."
In fact, although his tail hair has grown back, the length and color have not returned to their original state, and they are a little bit rough.
Even though they were talking and laughing, they didn't really care about the Taoist robes. They just looked at Lu Jiu's heartless happy look and couldn't help but miss those few top-quality spiritual stones consumed to activate the formation.
He can't be the only one to bear the loss, right?
"It's not that I'm stingy," Tanxiao said seriously, "the Taoist robe is no worse than a spiritual sword that can be melted and refined. The Taoist robes of my disciples are also made extremely strong and durable. It will not be a problem to wear them for 180 years. Each disciple's hand There are only two or three items in it..."
Even a small-minded demon cultivator like Lu Jiu understood the meaning of the words.
"Oh, I understand. But I only have a few tubes of medicine for mortals in my hand."
As he spoke, Lu Jiu reached into his arms, groped for a moment, and took out a bamboo tube as thick as three thumbs.
He pointed to the crooked words on the bamboo tube and explained one by one: "This tube is of bamboo juice, which can wash the tendons and cut the marrow; this tube is of bamboo insect powder, which can break and set bones; this tube is of bamboo charcoal powder, which can The one who removes curses and cures poison..."
Before he could finish speaking, the three bamboo tubes flew into Tanxiao's hands and disappeared in a flash.
After Tanxiao stuffed the bamboo tube into the ring, he raised his head, smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and praised: "Fellow Daoist Lu is wearing the Taoist robe of my disciple. He is so handsome and extraordinary. Everyone loves him!"
"Everyone loves me when I see him?" Lu Jiu thought happily. Doesn't that mean that Master Feng will also like him when he sees him?
Hey Hey……
Lin Yige couldn't stand it any longer, and quietly sent a message to Tanxiao: "Second senior brother, it's only the first day since Lu Jiu came here. We have a long time to come, so why rush to collect wool?"
Tanxiao looked at her with a puzzled look, and Chuanyin retorted: "What you said is wrong! As the saying goes, if you don't shear the wool for a day, you will lose the wool for a day!"
When Lin Yige heard this, she choked and simply left the two of them who were laughing like idiots and walked quickly towards Ziyang Palace.
…
Wen Caiwei had been waiting at the entrance of Ziyang Palace for a long time. She came forward to greet him from a distance, frowned and swept Lin Yige from head to toe, and then she softly called "Master".
Lin Yige stood still, glanced at the Earth Fire Mingyi Sword at her waist, and directly ordered: "Caiwei, later you arrange for Lu Jiu to move into Wuying Peak."
Caiwei wrote down the matter and said: "The Guiyi Sect has never had such a precedent. We might as well give Lu Jiu the name of an elder and ask him to go to Wuying Peak to guard the Sword Tomb. Master, what do you think?"
The Guiyi Sect does not raise idle people, let alone idle monsters.
Now that Lu Jiu has joined the Guiyi Sect, taking care of the Sword Tomb by the way is also considered as a demon making the best use of it.
"Okay, let's do it!"
Lin Yige had a lot of words of praise to say to his good and considerate disciple, but first he heard voices coming from behind him.
"What did you say? Master Chi Wulan is also going to be promoted to Mahayana?" The one who was shocked was undoubtedly Lu Jiu.
"That's right, not only my third junior sister Chi Wulan, but also my fourth junior brother Yu Weize will probably attack Mahayana soon!"
His jokes are full of pride and showing off, just like the head of the Tan family who praises green crops and young crops when meeting everyone.
Lin Yige listened, but suddenly had an ominous premonition.
After Lu Jiu entered the mountain gate, he had long lost his vigilance. It was the right time to make a routine.
If the second senior brother knew that Du Quegu had united several sects to set up the Immortal Killing Formation, with his temperament, he would either directly go to Wulu Mountain to confront him and be denied, or he would destroy the Immortal Sword and be counterattacked.
This is still second.
If the second senior brother took action, she would have no chance to use Geng Xin to try to capture the sword spirits of the three fairy swords.
She originally wanted to get the sword spirit of the fairy sword and refining the spirit sword to shelter it, thus filling the sword tomb.
After thinking about it, Lin Yige turned around to greet the two of them, but heard Lu Jiu speak incredulously: "Then why is Lin Yige still worried about the Zhuxian Formation? Counting me, there are almost four Mahayana monks in the Guiyi Sect. Isn’t it just a matter of moving your fingers to break the Immortal Killing Formation?”
Lin Yige raised his forehead and said it was over.
Before the second senior brother asked, Lu Jiu said it all.
Sure enough, the smile on Tan Xiao's face disappeared instantly. He glanced at Lin Yige, stared at Lu Jiu and asked, "What do you mean by this? Someone wants to set up a killing array to deal with my little junior sister?"
"Ah!" Lu Jiu covered his mouth in annoyance, secretly glanced at Lin Yige who was staring at him, smiled awkwardly, and said coquettishly, "I just said it casually, hypothetical, hypothetical...ah Ha ha!"
Lu Jiu stopped questioning Lu Jiu while talking and laughing, and looked at Lin Yige, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce through him.
After a long while, the corner of his mouth was raised while talking and laughing, and he said with a smile: "Little junior sister, do you want to discuss it with me, or directly explain to the senior sister?"
Lin Yige had no choice but to say: "Second Senior Brother, I have made arrangements for this matter——"
Before she could finish speaking, Tanxiao sneered and said calmly: "We have already made arrangements... Haha! Just like a thousand years ago? Lin Yige, you really haven't changed at all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tanxiao's body flashed and he had reached the top of Jiuzhong Cliff.
How could Lin Yige stop the chatter and laughter of Mahayana practitioners?
Seeing him flash past Jiuzhong Cliff, I guessed that the second senior brother was in a hurry to complain to the senior sister.
In a quarter of an hour at most, the senior sister will come out and catch him.
Lin Yige sighed and quickly told Caiwei: "Caiwei, please take senior Lu Jiu to write his name in the book first. In addition, I rushed to Xuanzi to seize Zhu Xingyuan, who had just been seriously injured and fled to the Xiong'er Mountain Wen clan. I The message has been sent to Wen Zongyi from thousands of miles away. The people of the Nine Sects covet the Earth Fire Ming Yi Sword. Once the sword spirit cultivates a spiritual body, you can no longer go down the mountain easily——"
Wen Caiwei suddenly opened her eyes wide, raised her hands and saluted, "Uncle Master!"
A gust of cool breeze blew by, and Lin Yige seemed to be aware of it. He quickly turned his head and called out flatteringly: "Senior Sister."
The space around Feng Qingqing became more obviously distorted.
In the blink of an eye, she controlled the aura and pressure around her, and the twisted space returned to its original state, as if it had never existed.
A genius is a genius, and even suppressing him with all his strength can't stop his cultivation from rising.
Lu Jiu realized at this moment that this cold-faced female revisionist who arrived at unknown time was the rumored number one supporter of Shanhai, no, the number one Xianfeng Qingqing of Shanhai.
He hurriedly adjusted the entire robe before bowing and saluting, stumbling and uttering the words he had organized in his heart a thousand times: "Little demon Lu Jiu, come on... there is no old man above, no young below, we work more and eat less... I sincerely surrender to you." Master Feng!"
Feng Qingqing's light-colored glazed eyes swept over the two nine-section wolf monsters who were still fighting unconsciously, and soon looked straight at Lin Yige.
After not hearing a response for a long time, Lu Jiu looked up in confusion.
The wind is as gentle as a beautiful statue standing in ice and snow. There is no emotion in the eyes, but it seems that a storm is brewing.
