Now that the plan has been decided, when the female disciples of the Demon Sealing Sect were bustling and noisily asking Lu Mo to tell the story, Lu Mo smiled and told the famous immortal cultivation novel that had been popular in his previous life: "Say, there was a pair of peasant boys at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, namely Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, when they were playing in the mountain temple, the sky was thundered and lightning...... A kind-eyed monk suddenly descended from the sky!"

It is Xiao Ding's masterpiece "Zhu Xian", which contains sect hegemony and forbidden land exploration that the female disciples of the Demon Sealing Sect are quite interested in, and the lingering love and hate of killing any female creature in seconds, Qiong Yao's extreme tragedy can always make them cry.

"Baguio is really a strange woman! Under the Zhuxian Sword Array, she was willing to use an infatuation spell for Zhang Xiaofan, which was really obsessed...... Xiao Fan is really miserable. ”

"I think Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan are true love, the encounter of childhood sweethearts in the sect is so romantic!"

Lu Mo is very eloquent, the story is quite rhythmic, and it is a rare good story in itself, which soon made the simple sisters and sisters indulge in it, and worry about the fate of the hero and heroine.

When night fell, when Lu Mo poured water into his mouth with a dry mouth, all the female disciples realized that it was getting late.

Zhao Pujia, who was fascinated by this, couldn't help but blush, and suggested abruptly: "Senior Brother Lu Mo, since you and I met in Pingshui, it can be regarded as quite fateful, plus our Demon Sealing Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect have always been friends, we should watch and help each other in the mysterious Cloud Mountain, can you camp with us today?"

Lu Mo hesitated slightly, shook his head and refused: "After all, I am a mediocre man, and disturbing the camp of all senior sisters and sisters may cause criticism and affect your reputation." ”

Lin Qingcheng bit his lip and persuaded: "We are all monks with the surname of carefree, why bother to be mortal etiquette, besides, who dares to talk nonsense behind my Demon Sect! ”

"Yes, yes, we are going to talk to Senior Brother Bing Candle Night "Zhu Xian", Senior Brother is not allowed to go, quickly continue to talk about their grievances and hatred. Some readers and sisters who have become die-hard book fans can't help but beg that it seems that in the world of cultivation, where spiritual food is scarce, novels are indeed extremely attractive.

Lu Mo's heart was slightly warm, but he still sighed and shook his head again, revealing a worried look: "I Lu Mo is grateful for your love, but I still have a reason to leave." The talents of the Heavenly Sword Sect are withering, but I am the chief swordsman in the sect, so I should shoulder the responsibility of contacting all the disciples, and gather the senior brothers of the sect to reject the Heavenly Dao Sect, so as not to be broken one by one. ”

The righteousness of the sect is, after all, the first priority, and many female disciples who admonished Lu Mo to stay behind couldn't help but remain silent and looked at him aggrievedly.

Lu Mo smiled faintly, and wanted to turn around and leave: "When we meet again in the future, I will tell all the stories of Zhu Xian." Ladies and sisters, farewell. ”

"Wait!"

Zhao Pujia suddenly spoke, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said: "Senior Brother Lu Mo and stop, I heard that there are often demons walking in Yunwu Mountain at night, killing and robbing, and besides, you are weak, why don't you go with us, let's look for the rest of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Demon Sealing Sect together." ”

Lu Medeng was overjoyed, but there was an embarrassed look on his face: "That's really too annoying senior sister...... How could Lu Mo be at ease. ”

"Then let's continue to tell the story of Zhuxian as a reward!" The female disciples immediately made a noise.

Lin Qingcheng also showed a look of surprise: "The senior sisters are very right, I also really want to know the follow-up plot, and I also ask the senior brother to stay." ”

Even the heroic Zhao Pujia showed a touch of shame, and playfully stuck out her tongue: "Yes, I really want to know if the heroine under the power of the divine sword can escape the catastrophe, and whether the mediocre young man can step on the immortal road and live forever." ”

Lu Mo smiled slightly, sat around the bonfire, and then told them the legendary story: "I think that Zhang Xiaofan has the two holy scriptures of Buddhism and Taoism, with the help of the Soul Devouring Magic Stick, and looking at Shenzhou, it is also a rare existence......

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"Once the sea was difficult to water, except that Wushan is not a cloud, take the second branch lazy review, half of the cultivation and half of the king. When the story was told, Lu Mo couldn't help but sigh slightly, and there was a trace of depth in his eyes like a cold star in the dark night, shining wisely and maturely, exuding vicissitudes of life.

He sighed and stood proudly under the immortal starry sky with a big sword, his sword eyebrows were lightly raised, his demeanor was magnificent, his face was full of coldness with strong lines and angular edges, and he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy among the female disciples of the Demon Sealing Sect.

Then he drew his sword, and the endless Gengjin roared into the sky, and the heroic sword light of the rolling iron stream was awe-inspiring, mixed with the sudden feeling of the heart, and he indulged in the world of the divine sword.

"The man has two lines of tears, one is for the common people, and the other is for the red face. The masculine sword intent was suddenly like a hundred refining and tempering around the fingers, turning into a circle of clear light, undulating beside Lu Mo.

"Rigidity and softness combine sword intent!" Zhao Pujia knew the goods very well, and naturally recognized at a glance that it was a supreme kendo insight, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

"It turns out that that is the difference between rigidity and softness in the realm of advanced swordsmanship?" The rest of the ignorant female monks were also surprised, thinking to themselves that the master didn't tell them to wait until the swordsmanship was superb to reach the master realm before trying these high-level sword realms?

"To be able to tell such a lingering and sympathetic story, it is natural to know the realm of softness. "There are also female cultivators who have become fans of the plagiarism master Lu Mo's books and take it for granted, in fact, it is just because Lu Mo's spirit has too many indelible commemorative imprints of his previous life, and there have been countless bizarre experiences in the era of information explosion, none of which are imaginable by the monks of the era of cultivating immortals, so he is too far ahead of the rest of the monks in his heart of refinement.

Lu Mo, who was singing with a sword, bathed in the bright moonlight, and finally his whole body was stirred with a scorching silver glow, and then he returned to an indifferent and silent expression again, and nodded with a smile at the female monks who were watching him break through the kendo realm, and spread his hands and said: "I feel something, and I have a wonderful hand, and I am actually quite refined in the realm of kendo, and it is indeed a blessing from heaven, fortunately." ”

"Senior Brother Lu Mo's understanding of the way of the sword has surpassed me too much, and I was actually jealous of the otherworldly heroic sword intent just now......" Zhao Pujia is the most knowledgeable among the female monks of the Demon Sect, and naturally knows that Lu Mo is humbling, but he sighs with a complicated look in his eyes: "I'm afraid, there will be another ten years of experience, and when Senior Brother Lu Mo sets foot in the Spirit Sea Realm, the Heavenly Sword Sect will have the youngest great sword hero in history!"

Lu Mo smiled faintly, stopped speaking, and continued to close his eyes and immerse himself in the clear light of the vault, standing like a scarecrow beside the gradually cooling campfire, wearing refreshing dew, and playing the role of a night watchman.

The rest of the friars soon became tired and yawned into their tents to frolic and fall asleep, only for the endless light to fall over the camp.

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"Senior Sister Pujia, why don't you sleep? Could it be that you can't trust me Lu Mo to keep vigil?" When Lu Mo woke up from his kendo realization, he suddenly found that Zhao Pujia was wearing a blanket and playing with the fire beside him.

Zhao Pujia smiled lightly with a sideways face: "It's not just me, Senior Sister Lin Qingcheng is also afraid that you will make a mistake." Now in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, there are not only birds and beasts roaming with scales, but also many other sect disciples eyeing each other, although there are a large number of us, but there is also a suspicion of a big tree to attract the wind, if they suddenly attack, even if Lu Mo's junior brother is proficient in swordsmanship, he will definitely be overstretched at that time. ”

Sure enough, Lin Qingcheng's cold eyes looked faintly, the emerald skirt was as green as an olive, and the ink eyes were as charming and charming as gems, and they were actually one with heaven and earth, and there was a strange feeling that the earth was hidden and immovable. Although the eyeballs could accurately capture her position, the divine sense could not track it, and it seemed that it must be some kind of thaumaturgy of the Demon Sealing Sect.

"Thank you both. Lu Mo bowed his head, took out a crockpot in the Sumeru sac, and then filled all the soup and meat soup into it, and said with a toothy smile: "Then I'll make some suppers and treat Senior Sister Pujia and Senior Sister Qingcheng, how about it?"

"Very good, very good, is it possible that the junior brother is also quite accomplished in cooking?" Zhao Pujia suddenly became more and more curious about Lu Mo, but she heard that Lu Mo was indeed born in fresh clothes and angry horses, such a wealthy young master who did not touch the spring water with his fingers was actually set up a shelf with his hands and feet, and accurately threw many condiments into the crockpot, preparing to stew a can of delicious broth.

Lin Qingcheng also looked at her delicate head curiously, and the three thousand green silk was slightly drooping against her white greasy face, which made her look more and more overwhelmed and turned upside down.

Lu Mo shrugged his shoulders: "I'm a big stomach and a foodie, and the skills of those so-called chefs are so rough that I don't even know anything about braised stir-frying, stewing and frying, etc., I just think that the way of cooking is just to cook raw ingredients, which is simply desecrating my five internal organs temple." ”

Lu Mo complained as he gently tumbled the minced meat in the crockpot, and soon boiled into a mouth-watering rich fragrance. It must be known that cultivators advocate simplicity and have few desires, and the tradition that has continued for countless years has made the cooking methods in the immortal cultivation world cut off, and there will be no elders who do not learn and do not know how to teach cooking skills, so this meal is simply the best in the world for Zhao Pujia and Lin Qingcheng.

"It melts in your mouth, it tastes perfect. Zhao Pujia couldn't help but marvel, sucking her white greasy fingers, but suddenly felt that the greedy movements were too unladylike, so she had to playfully stick out her tongue.

"Yes, after many years of Bigu in the Demon Sealing Sect, I have forgotten the taste of food, and now that Senior Brother has made another meal such a delicious meal, when I take Bigu Pill again in the future, won't it taste like chewing wax?" Lin Qingcheng nodded slightly in agreement.

As he was talking, among the female disciples of the Demon Sealing Sect who were asleep in a daze, there was a smell of meat soup, and they also came to beg for a bowl of broth, but after they devoured it, they couldn't help but move their index fingers, which made Lu Mo's popularity skyrocket among them again......

But when the moon stars were scarce, in the endless mist, there were suddenly tentacles rolling upside down to kill, and the swordsman who stepped on it was dressed in a plain robe, and the cloak danced violently!

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