Lu Sheng was in no hurry to leave.
Maybe he felt wronged by Lu Henge and wanted to seek comfort; maybe he was jealous after seeing Qiu Liu's beautiful and charming appearance just now. In any case, Lu Sheng wanted to spend more time with Ye Feng.
The night is long.
A beauty is by my side.
But Ye Feng was in great pain.
Lu Sheng is indeed very beautiful.
But he didn't dare move.
Before his favorability is fully increased, Ye Feng can only maintain his image as a good disciple.
If Qiu Liu were here, it would be different.
Whatever pose he wanted Qiu Liu to strike, Qiu Liu would strike that pose to please him.
Lu Sheng is like a dish of green onion that has not been cooked yet. Everyone knows that this dish will be very delicious after being cooked, but no one dares to pick up the chopsticks before it is cooked; and Qiu Liu is an orange. Ye Feng can not only peel it, but also squeeze out the water for her, so she can eat it whenever she wants.
"Master, it's getting late."
Ye Feng reminded.
He had wanted to get rid of Lu Sheng a long time ago.
Qiu Liu is still waiting for him!
"Are you very sleepy?"
Lu Sheng asked.
Ye Feng shook his head. After becoming a cultivator, most of the night time was spent on cultivation. Cultivators had basically said goodbye to the simple physiological activity of sleeping.
"Do you want to practice?"
Lu Sheng asked again.
Ye Feng was silent for a few seconds and shook his head again.
Seeing this.
Lu Sheng waved her hand and asked Ye Feng to sit down beside her: "If you are not sleepy and do not want to practice, then you have nothing to do tonight. Come and talk with me."
grass!
Ye Feng cursed in his heart.
But on the surface, Ye Feng still smiled and sat obediently next to Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng really wanted to confide in someone about her feelings and worries. The person she had confided in before was Lu Hen Ge. Whenever she had any troubles, she would always disturb Lu Hen Ge's practice, and Lu Hen Ge would always patiently fill her glass with wine and listen quietly.
now.
Lu Hen Ge is not around.
The only person I can talk to is Ye Feng.
As for Qiu Liu...
That child is too arrogant and self-centered to be a listener.
It was just a pity for Qiu Liu who was in another cave in Qingyun Peak. She was still waiting anxiously for Ye Feng to find her, but a night passed and there was no sign of Ye Feng.
......
At the foot of Sanqian Daozong Mountain.
Mission Town.
The town is very big.
It prospered almost closely alongside the Three Thousand Dao Sects.
As the leader of the immortal path, every year many mortal families send their children to the Three Thousand Dao Sect, hoping that their children will embark on the path of cultivating immortals, but only a handful of them succeed.
Those mortals who had no chance of becoming immortals were unwilling to leave and chose to live for a long time at the foot of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. As time passed, more and more people settled there and it evolved into the huge town in front of us, named Chuan Dao Town.
Early in the morning.
The morning light pours down.
The street vendors haven't come out to hawk their wares yet.
The time when the sun just comes out is the quietest time in the town.
The businessmen were still asleep, and the caravans from outside had not yet entered the town. The brothel, which had been bustling with activity until late at night, finally quieted down, and occasionally a few disheveled men came out, still unsatisfied.
Live here.
Children don't need to go to private school.
It’s useless to study in a private school!
at least.
In this small town, studying is useless.
Because there is no dynasty within a thousand miles of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, studying cannot lead to retirement. In this case, studying is useless.
At the end of the widest road in the town, a woman in bright clothes blew out the candle in the lantern at the door of the store, turned around, moved her buttocks, yawned, and walked into the building.
There is a plaque hanging directly above it.
Zuimenglou.
now.
The third floor of Zuimeng Tower.
In a room decorated in elegant white, a woman wearing a white veil stood by the window, gazing at the Three Thousand Dao Sect shrouded in mist in the distance.
"Master, it's done."
The sound is ethereal.
A figure knelt behind him.
The woman withdrew her gaze and turned back to look at the kneeling person: "Is the Three Thousand Dao Sect very strong?"
"powerful."
The servant is very honest.
The Three Thousand Dao Sect has been passed down for ten thousand years, and every sect leader is a powerful Mahayana master. No one knows whether these masters are dead or not.
Next second.
The servant raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanaticism: "But the master is stronger!"
Hearing this.
The corners of the woman's mouth curled up beautifully under her veil.
"We have been planning for a thousand years, burying countless demons in the human territory, and even spending huge sums of money to infiltrate the top leaders of the major immortal sects. It is finally time to reap the fruits of our labor." The woman slowly sat down, the waves in front of her shaking with an alarming amplitude, and two large white balls pressed directly onto the table.
"Contact the insiders in the Three Thousand Dao Sect. This time, I will completely destroy the Three Thousand Dao Sect!" The woman's tone turned cold. She ran thousands of miles from the demon territory to this human town just to destroy the Three Thousand Dao Sect with her own hands.
at the moment.
The timing is perfect!
The leader of the Three Thousand Dao Sect is in seclusion, to put it nicely he is seeking an opportunity to become an immortal, to put it bluntly his life is coming to an end and he wants to fight to the death.
Become an immortal...
What tempting words.
The lifelong pursuit of the cultivators living in this world is to become immortals.
But it never worked.
Not one!
The ultimate goal of a cultivator is the peak of the Mahayana stage.
But there is a legend among the demon royal family that as long as one finds one thing, there is a chance to open the path to becoming an immortal.
This thing is the Immortal Cauldron.
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