The two figures flashed and disappeared.
A mere divine poison is a threat to the monks at the third level of Qi Refining, but it is of no use to the Nascent Soul monks.
After leaving this city, he took on a new identity and started a new life.
This time, he plays the role of a doctor.
Open a pharmacy to help the world.
Three years later, he changed his identity again and became a blacksmith, specializing in blacksmithing for a living.
With the sound of the stove and the clanging sound, the business was opened again.
Everything turned out to be in order, and ten years later, he had a different identity.
In this way, Lu Xuanji kept changing his identity, becoming a fortune teller, a doctor, a blacksmith, a beggar gang leader, a civil servant, a military general, and even an emperor.
When he was a fortune teller, he cheated as much as he wanted, but he still attracted a certain younger brother to plot, and finally escaped; when he played the role of a doctor, he had to take off his vest three years later because of a murder case; again He plays the role of the leader of a beggar gang, but at the moment when his career reaches its peak, he attracts an encirclement and suppression by the government;
When he was a civil servant, he paid bribes to the superiors and actively managed the rivers, which was considered a remarkable achievement. But just before he was to be promoted, the backstage collapsed and he was imprisoned;
When he was a military commander, he fought on the battlefield and made outstanding achievements, but he was hated by the enemy, fell into siege, and was hacked to death with random swords;
When he became emperor again, he governed the world, and the country was stable and peaceful, but it also attracted a family's counterattack, so he was assassinated by an immortal master one night.
The identities are constantly changing, sometimes for a short period of time, just three or five years; sometimes for a long time, spanning decades.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.
Changing his identity, experiencing the rolling world of mortals is the main thing, but his cultivation level is also steadily improving.
Eighty years ago, he entered the ninth level of Nascent Soul;
Sixty years ago, he guided the soul of the earth.
Now, it is possible to attract the Heavenly Soul.
But Lu Xuanji still felt safe.
Relatively speaking, Jin Xi is still stuck in the middle step of becoming a god, and there is still a certain risk in attracting the heavenly soul.
Lu Xuanji left in a flash.
The imperial robe disappeared and he was no longer the emperor.
The phoenix hairpin on Jin Xi's head disappeared, the phoenix robe disappeared, and she was no longer the queen.
"Xuanji, where are we going this time!"
Jin Xi asked,
"Be yourself and become a real swordsman!" Lu Xuanji patted the long sword on his waist and said calmly: "I haven't practiced swordsmanship for a long time over the years, and my swordsmanship is a bit rusty!"
Jin Xi nodded and said, "I listen to you!"
Lu Xuanji touched the long knife and said leisurely: "I feel that my opportunity is coming soon. It will take at least a hundred years to achieve the goal of transforming into a god!".
Jin Xi spoke with envy: "You are really a genius, you are so fast!"
One hundred years later, he will only be less than 1,300 years old.
The 1,300-year-old Avatar is a little too young.
Lu Xuanji looked at the Taoist monk. Her qualifications were still excellent. She might not be as good as him, but she was also top-notch in transforming into gods. But now she was still stuck in the middle step of transforming into gods. It was more a matter of her state of mind: "Xi'er, You're almost there too. You just lack confidence in yourself. In many cases, don't think too much, just go with your feelings, and you'll be fine and perfect!"
Jin Xi nodded.
The golden light flashed and the two people disappeared.
Finally, he settled in a mountain town.
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A mountain city with beautiful scenery and simple folk customs.
After entering the mountain city, the people coming in and out exuded leisure and comfort.
Lu Xuanji carried a long knife on his back, took Jin Xi's hand, entered the city, rented a small courtyard and settled here.
All the cultivation skills of the seal are transformed into mortals, urging the long sword to kill in all directions.
Swish!
The long sword was changing. Lu Xuanji moved the long sword, and the sound of the wind sounded, as if he was flying in the strong wind.
Sweeping, cracking, plucking, cutting, plundering, nai, chopping, and sudden, the eight methods are changing.
Simple yet ruthless, this is different from swordsmanship.
Swordsmanship pays attention to changes in skills and weirdness; but the opening and closing of swordsmanship is like a flood sweeping over it, like a tidal wave.
The sword is the courage of hundreds of soldiers. It is mainly used for cutting and cutting. It is fierce and decisive, and uses force to defeat cleverness.
The sword technique pays attention to the force of large force and low force, large opening and closing, few changes but fierce power.
When the long sword is activated, the enemy is often killed in two or three moves, or put at a disadvantage. There is absolutely no way to fight for a long time.
After practicing swordsmanship, Youshu and Jin Xi rested together to make up for their original shortcomings.
In the creation of yin and yang, the two of them enjoy the happiness of having a double break, and it is wonderful to have such fun.
Woohoo!
At the beginning, the blade was fierce and domineering, but gradually the blade was changing, as if a ghost was crying.
The knife has become sharper, and its lethality has increased astonishingly; but correspondingly, its endurance has also decreased.
Seeing him wielding the long knife, most of the children left in fear.
Only one child looked at this scene with a demented look on his face and a look of envy in his eyes.
"This big brother, who settled here with a beautiful sister, must be a hero..." Envy flashed in the child's eyes. Above the tea house, he listened to the blind man's story, in which there was a hero. Act chivalrously and righteously, kill corrupt officials, kill bad guys and thieves, and be admired by beautiful women.
After hearing this, the young man was full of envy.
It's just that if you want to join the martial arts hall, you need to spend a lot of money.
The family's financial resources are poor and they cannot afford to join a martial arts school.
Swish!
After retracting the long knife, Lu Xuanji was about to return to the courtyard.
The child stepped forward and said, "Brother, are you a knight? I heard that a powerful knight can defeat dozens of people by himself, and he acts like a knight!"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "I'm not a knight!"
A knight must first have a chivalrous spirit, but does he have a chivalrous spirit?
Sorry, he didn't!
He has no chivalrous spirit and is just a refined profiteer.
In his previous life, when he traveled through time, martial arts were dead and all he had was self-interest; later on, even the passionate fantasy was dead, and he could only lie down on a daily basis.
The child asked curiously: "Big brother has a long sword and is already an enemy of ten people. Why is he not a knight?"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "I only know how to fight and kill, and I only know how to show off my strength. At that time, the thugs were a black society. They only had chivalry in their hearts, helping those in danger and those in need, and helping the weak. This is chivalry. Sacrificing one's life to fight for the country's calamity, ignoring death. Feeling at home, saving the people like fire and water, this is the spirit of chivalry."
"As for me, I'm not worthy of being called a hero."
The child said in disappointment: "It turns out that the eldest brother is not a hero!"
Lu Xuanji said: "The hero is dead, and there is only a single husband. Go back, take care of your family, and don't dream of being a hero. There are no heroes in today's world!"
Walking in the mortal world for almost a hundred years, he saw all kinds of people, countless sleazy and despicable people, many of whom were friends and separated based on interests, but there was no hero.
Stepping forward and touching the child's head, Lu Xuanji thought of Lu Fan, Lu Xian and others.
At that time, he was walking outside.
By the time they got home, the two sons were almost in their thirties and could no longer go up and touch their sons' heads.
Quite a pity.
The child in front of him fulfilled his wish.
Later, Lu Xuanji returned to the courtyard.
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The next day, Lu Xuanji was outside the courtyard again, drawing his sword and dancing.
The long knife is like splashing water.
Children were playing around, clapping their hands, singing children's songs, and playing with the mud on the ground; they were playing house again, with you being the mother, me being the father, you being the daughter-in-law, and me being the husband. They were playing happily with each other, and the child was also playing among them. After playing for a while, he stood aside and watched him dance the knife.
Then, the child took a branch from the side, trimmed it briefly, and then started to dance with the knife like him.
Other children also stepped forward to learn how to dance the sword.
Then they took the branches, humming, hey, and started fighting together.
Lu Xuanji's expression remained unchanged and he still danced his sword.
The long knife is changing, one knife, two knives, three knives, four knives... it keeps dancing until the moment of ten thousand knives, and then calls it a day and goes home.
In this way, Lu Xuanji passed day by day, and another year passed in the blink of an eye.
The children began to grow up and became teenagers. They no longer clapped their hands and sang children's songs, no longer played in the mud, and no longer lived at home. Some began to go to private schools, some to be apprentices, some to farm, and some to do other things. . Only children are still learning to practice swords here, and the long swords have changed from tree branches to wooden swords.
The wooden sword is only as long as the arm.
The young man danced, and his sword skills were very non-standard.
It was Xia Ji Ba who chopped randomly.
On this day, Lu Xuanji looked at this scene, shook his head, took a long knife and threw it over, saying, "Is it wrong for you to practice your sword like this? Take this knife and use all your strength to chop at the wooden pile. Come on, chop three thousand times in a row!"
"Thank you teacher!"
The young man rejoiced, took a bronze sword, and began to chop the wood piles.
Lu Xuanji still had a gloomy face and had no extra words. He neither agreed nor objected.
Many things may seem simple, but they are so simple that many people cannot do them.
Holding a bronze sword and slashing at a wooden pile three thousand times with all your strength seems simple, but in actual operation it is not easy at all.
Assuming that it takes six thousand seconds to cut once every two seconds, that is, two hours of continuous cutting of wooden piles. If rest is included in the middle and physical exertion is included, the time will be longer.
…
On the first day, the boy chopped wood piles three thousand times, but it took him six hours.
The next day, time is decreasing.
Just like that, entering the simple and boring process of chopping wood piles is very boring and boring.
The boy's arms were numb and he wanted to give up several times, but he persisted.
One of his playmates came to the shop as an apprentice. He poured chamber pots for the master for three consecutive years and worked for free for five years before he was accepted as a disciple.
If you can't even withstand this test, how can you be qualified to learn the swordsmanship of a hero?
The young man gritted his teeth and continued to persist.
But it had only been ten days, and my arms were swollen and painful.
But the young man still didn't give up and continued to persevere.
The boy's mother, watching this scene, was secretly worried and came to the door with gifts.
…
Back in the courtyard, Lu Xuanji and Jin Xi were chatting with each other, and just when they were about to have sex, they heard a knock on the door and a soft female voice.
"Is Mr. Lu here?"
Tap three times in succession.
Jin Xi's face turned red with embarrassment, she stood up and packed her clothes.
Lu Xuanji also finished packing and opened the courtyard door.
At the door, stood a woman in white, dignified and virtuous, but with a hint of sadness and vigilance in her eyes.
Seeing the door open, the woman in white was startled and stepped back.
But thinking about the child, he mustered up the courage to step forward and enter the courtyard.
"Who are you?"
Lu Xuanji asked with a frown.
Jin Xi stepped forward and said, "Husband, she is the neighbor next door!"
"Neighbor?"
Lu Xuanji frowned slightly.
The woman in white said, "I am the mother of Xiao Shitou. My Shitou is a little naughty. Please sir!"
When speaking, he tried to remain calm, but there was a flash of fear in his expression.
Little Shitou is young and ignorant. After listening to storytelling a lot, he thinks there are heroes. Heroes are heroes who do justice and eliminate violence. But she is old, but she knows that there are no heroes in the world, and some are just gangsters, breaking into houses, robbing, raping and kidnapping, and committing all kinds of evil.
The person in front of me cannot be a gangster, right?
If she were a gangster, she wouldn't be in trouble when she entered this place. If she was insulted by this man, she would lose her innocence!
She thought to herself that she still had some beauty, and if this person were to attack her, she would have to endure it for the sake of Xiao Shitou.
But after entering the courtyard, looking at this handsome Jiangyang thief, I couldn't help but feel a thump in my heart. I secretly regretted that this beautiful woman could not be a thief.
Looking at the beautiful sister again, a hint of shame flashed through her.
She is somewhat beautiful, but this sister is stunningly beautiful, and she is far behind.
With someone as stunning as my sister in front of me, I should look down on a loser like her!
"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter. It takes three days to test the jade, and it takes seven years to identify the material. This is a test and a training for him!" Lu Xuanji said, "If he can pass the test, he can Become a swordsman; if not, you should become an apprentice to support your family!"
"Thank you sir!"
The woman in white said, handing over a basket of peaches, and said: "These are some small gifts. They are not respectful. Sir, please accept them for now. I know you don't care about these!"
Lu Xuanji looked at Xian Jin Xi and said leisurely: "Xi'er, take it!"
Jin Xi stepped forward to take the basket and asked with a smile: "What do you call this sister?"
The woman in white said shyly: "My name is Zhao Yu'er!"
"Yu'er, if you have free time, you can walk around more!"
"Sister understands!"
After another moment of conversation, the woman in white nodded and left.
The door closed and Jin Xi said thoughtfully: "Xuanji, what do you think of this woman?"
Lu Xuanji said: "I don't feel anything!"
Jin Xi said: "Xuanji, she has the water spiritual root and is a genius in cultivation. It's a pity that for some reason, she was left out and did not embark on the path of cultivation. She still married as a woman and became a woman decades later. It's loess. But even if she doesn't go on the path of cultivation, with the nourishment of the Tianling Root, she still has a beautiful appearance, surpassing that of ordinary people."
Lu Xuanji said: "So what?"
If he were in the Zifu realm, he would cultivate his Tianling roots; but now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is only one step away from entering the realm of divine transformation.
The so-called Tianlinggen is nothing more than that in his eyes.
Jin Xi said: "Zhao Yu'er married as a woman and gave birth to a child. However, her husband died of illness three years ago and she raised the child alone. If your husband is interested, he can accept her as a concubine. It is her destiny!"
The world of immortality advocates multiple marriages and multiple children, multiple wives and concubines, and multiple offspring.
It's not about morality, it's about survival.
The reason why the human race cannot defeat the demon race is because its fertility is not as good as the demon race.
Human monks give birth to one child a year, and many female monks give birth to four or five children, and are considered heroic mothers; but rat demons give birth to several children a year, several per child, giving birth to dozens of children a year, and they can give birth to tens of thousands in a lifetime. A child.
Even the White Tiger Clan, Golden Crow Clan, etc., with poor fertility, will have hundreds of children in their lifetime.
In terms of fertility, the human race is particularly poor, which is one of the reasons why the human race cannot defeat the demon race.
Lu Xuanji smiled and said: "No need, I'm not in the mood either!"
Jin Xi smiled and persuaded again, there will be plenty of time in the future, so you can take your time.
…
After leaving the courtyard, Zhao Yuer felt anxious but also breathed a sigh of relief.
She has little knowledge, but she is not stupid at all.
This knight's clothes were luxurious, with no stitches to be found, and his speech and temperament were as luxurious as those of some noble sons.
What kind of criminal robber is there, but a legendary immortal master?
The immortal master is immortal, can fly with a sword, and can move freely. The emperor has to kneel down to pay homage to the immortal master. Only such a being can have such a noble aura.
"This person is a scheming immortal. Can he like the little stone?"
Zhao Yuer said worriedly.
In the past, she was also a daughter of a wealthy family. Later, she married the son of a noble family and lived a comfortable life. After her husband's death, she was ostracized by her family and moved here. She lived a prosperous life, but she didn't have enough money to let Xiao Shitou go to a martial arts school to learn martial arts.
Baimeng book
In the midst of anxiety, I returned home.
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PS: Keep coding and try to get an update of 10,000 words.
