She is indeed a beauty.
The little beggar from before has disappeared.
The woman in front of me has skin as white as snow, eyes like autumn water, black hair like a waterfall, sexy and plump lips, and a graceful figure.
Such a beauty, hiding under a ragged, worn and dirty coat, creates a strong visual impact.
It makes people feel pity.
The eyes of the Wind Lord were staring intently.
It turns out that there are such beauties in the world.
Because of an adventure in his childhood, Master Linbu's body has not fully developed, so he doesn't particularly care about matters between men and women.
Even if he meets a graceful woman, he won't care too much.
But the beggar-turned-beauty in front of him made him feel pity.
I felt like rushing over to protect her.
Both the Wind Lord and the Forest Lord fell.
The rest of the men in Heaven all looked the same.
Among the high-ranking bosses present, only Shanbu Zhenjun had no reaction.
Because she is a woman.
Women have a strong resistance to beautiful women.
But, strength has its limits.
The True Lord of the Mountain Division did not lose his usual demeanor like the True Lords of the Wind Division and the Forest Division.
But her heart, which had been silent for a long time, loosened at this moment.
Ever since her Taoist partner mysteriously disappeared, she has become closed off from the world.
It has been like this for thousands of years.
But today, her heart began to beat a little.
This feeling is like the unique emotion that only occurs when facing a fellow Taoist for the first time.
Shanbu Zhenjun slowly stood up and walked to Qi Cheng and the little beggar.
Looking at the right leg that has disappeared.
The regret on his face became more and more obvious.
She just waved her hand.
"Thaumatology: Regeneration of Broken Limbs."
In an instant, the little beggar let out a shrill scream.
This sound broke the hearts of the men around him.
It was as if one's beloved treasure had been shattered.
The sound lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the little beggar's broken right leg healed again.
The little beggar looked at the Shanbu Zhenjun in front of her excitedly. If she was not still being suppressed by Qi Cheng, she would definitely thank the woman in front of her.
"Master cultivator, thank you very much!"
"You're welcome!" Shanbu Zhenjun's tone was rarely warm. "Would you like to join the Shanbu?"
“No!”
The True Lord of Wind immediately spoke out to stop it.
"Sister-in-law, the technique for regenerating severed limbs is not difficult. Any cultivator who is above the Manifestation Realm and knows the art of thaumaturgy can use it."
"Thinking of using such a small technique to exchange for a top-level cultivator is a bit greedy!"
After the Wind Division Master finished speaking, he turned to the little beggar and said, "Little sister, if you are willing to join my Wind Division, you will be my true disciple. All the resources of the Wind Division will be concentrated on you. Within three years, I will ensure that you will be promoted to the Sun Travel Realm."
"Three years of daily practice? Haha..." Linbu Zhenjun sneered. "A top-tier cultivator, in your Fengbu, needs three years to achieve daily practice. Your Fengbu's teachings are truly terrible!"
Linbu Zhenjun said with a smile: "If you join my Linbu, I guarantee that you will reveal yourself within ten years!"
Manifestation realm!
Jingfu Zhenren next to him looked helpless.
I have been practicing for thousands of years, which is the manifestation realm.
It is not difficult to cultivate top-level qualifications to the point of manifestation.
As long as there are enough resources and enough time, it will be fine.
But this matter definitely cannot be resolved in ten years.
Even if one has top-level qualifications, it would take 100 years to start from scratch and practice Taoism.
10 years later.
Obviously, a huge amount of resources will be added.
Without these things, there is almost no possibility of becoming a visible boss.
On the side, the trapped waiter was completely heartbroken.
The little beggar in front of him not only robbed him of his opportunity, but also robbed him of the honor of becoming a disciple of the True Lord.
There are tens of thousands of people in Heaven, and the number of the True Lord’s true disciples can be counted on two hands.
If I hadn't been possessed by evil spirits, all these honors would have been mine.
You can also become a practitioner with top qualifications.
You can join the Heavenly Court and become a true disciple.
All of this was once mine.
Now... it’s gone.
No, I still have a chance!
When the young practitioner comes down later, I will go and ask him for help.
Of course you can!
Of course you can!
The first person he wanted to help was me, and I was sure I could succeed.
I also have the opportunity to become the true disciple of Zhenjun.
I am a superior person, not a waiter.
Although the voices of the three True Lords were not loud, their voices were heard over a very wide area.
The people around were shocked when they heard this.
They saw that little beggar almost every day.
His leg is broken, and he still doesn't like to talk.
I gave her money, but she didn't even say thank you.
In their minds, this is a stupid beggar.
But he was just such a lame beggar.
He actually became a practitioner with top-level qualifications.
Those high and mighty True Lords in Heaven were actually vying to take her in as their disciple.
All kinds of resources and temptations were released.
envious!
So envious.
Especially those drinkers who had been to the tavern.
The same opportunity was once before them.
But they didn't cherish it.
"Oh! If I had known this would happen, I should have said something and given it a try!"
"I was about to speak, but that little beggar beat me to it."
"Forget it! Didn't you just say, 'You just knew he was a liar'?"
"Where did I say that? Don't talk nonsense!"
"I heard it too. I still remember your smug look. It's too late to regret it now!"
yes!
Too late!
The same opportunity is presented to everyone.
The one caught was a little beggar.
Now, the little beggar has not only become a great beauty, but is also being fought over by three True Lords.
They dare not even think about such a thing!
The former owner of the tavern has quietly left.
He prepared to go out and hide.
He was not afraid of a waiter at all.
Would a boss be afraid of an employee?
Is that a joke?
He was afraid of Qi Cheng.
I can take the lead in refusing the waiter's request, which, to some extent, means I am disobeying him.
If the matter is investigated, I will be punished.
He simply couldn't afford to offend the cultivator master.
So, just run.
“Haha…it’s really lively here!”
Suddenly, an arrogant voice sounded in the sky.
The three True Lords looked up, their faces showing helplessness.
Nothing else!
The most annoying Lord of Fire is here.
This person was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a pair of fiery red hands, like a palm-leaf fan.
Behind him, he did not carry a long sword like the other people in the Heavenly Court.
But two huge hammers.
The hammer handle alone is as thick as someone's thigh.
A single hammer head is as big as three basketballs.
Such a person has a better future as a general than as a Taoist priest.
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