Changchun residence.

Surrounded by flowers.

"Ahem. In the main room of Changchun Residence, there was a violent coughing sound from time to time.

"Master, the medicine is here. Lu Yuan has already prepared the decoction and sent it to the main room, the master's body is getting worse and worse, Lu Yuan can't help but feel sad for a while, in the past six years, the master Li Yuanbai has been very good to himself, but he also knows that the master's longevity is not much.

Of course, Lu Yuan will not cry and mourn every day because he knows the news, crying and mourning every day is a day, and a happy day is also a day, Lu Yuan has always been the kind of person who lives happily every day.

Li Yuanbai picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, not frowning because of the bitterness of the medicine, looking at the disciple beside him, Li Yuanbai nodded, although his disciple is lazy and often cynical, but his surname is really good, and it is not a loss to accept this disciple.

Those who cultivate immortals will accept the surname of the apprentice, and then the root bones.

"In six months, it will be a big competition in the peak. Li Yuanbai said suddenly.

Lu Yuan nodded: "I've heard of this, by the way, master, why are you mentioning this?" Lu Yuan also knew that the master would not be okay to mention this peak Dabi.

Generally, there is a big competition within the peak, and everyone has tried it.

It's completely a test of hands, in order not to make the disciples too lazy, and to add some motivation to the disciples.

Let the elders see the progress of the juniors.

Li Yuanbai smiled: "This is not simple, because the longevity of the teacher is about to end, and many people are already planning to be a teacher, for example, because of the benefits brought to you by the teacher, the top ten true disciples are already plotting, that Sima Hao has often picked on you recently, not because my longevity is about to end, he Sima Changbai wants to get his second grandson Sima Hao into the top ten true disciples and take your place." ”

After a slight pause and a slight rest, Li Yuanbai continued: "This time in the big competition in the peak, Sima Changbai has already secretly contacted some elders, if you don't perform well in the big competition in the peak, if you really lose to Sima Hao, then these forces may use some means to snatch the position of your top ten true disciples." ”

Li Yuanbai raised his eyebrows, and the usual good man was also full of evil anger at this time: "The old man is not dead, and he began to plot all kinds of old man's things, which is hateful." ”

Lu Yuan now has a thorough understanding of the ins and outs of the matter.

It turns out that it is clear that this time the big ratio in the peak is so unusual for me.

At this time, Lu Yuan found that a voice was beating in his heart.

To win!

To win!

Be sure to win!

My heart is beating so fast.

Sima Hao's guy has picked on himself several times, trying to position himself as one of the top ten true disciples, and if he picks himself like this, he will win back.

And Sima Changbai, the senior uncle, is even more of a plot against the master, and he is even more damned, and he wants to win back.

For the sake of yourself and for the face of the master, you must win.

Lu Yuan suddenly realized at this time that under his lazy surface, he also had such a strong competitive spirit, and once he faced the enemy, he would fight back fiercely.

At this time, Li Yuanbai was also looking at Lu Yuan, and seeing that a serious light appeared in Lu Yuan's eyes, instead of his usual tired and lazy appearance, Li Yuanbai nodded. Now, the other party has forced to the door, in vain, let's go to the battle seriously, you can't be lazy this time, take out the potential in your body.

If you have many years as a teacher, you can also be your backer for many years.

It's just that the life of the teacher will also be exhausted, and the time for the teacher to take care of you now is not much.

Let's do our best.

The current Li Yuanbai has not lived much, and he has long been not interested in any fight, how to win, what to lose, in the end it is just a pile of white bones. He also has no children, no daughters, and no relatives, and the only thing he can't worry about is Lu Yuan, a lazy apprentice. If he dies, what kind of things will happen, and how to make people feel at ease.

A deep sigh.

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Now, I have been pushed to the point of despair.

The master did not have much to live, so Sima Changbai forced him to come to the door, and he wanted to seize the master's various assets, including his position as one of the top ten true disciples.

To be honest, just wanting to seize the position of the top ten true disciple would not make Lu Yuan so angry.

It's just that they completely want to take away all of the master.

The master treated himself very well, led himself to the path of cultivating immortals, and taught himself how to practice one by one.

Now, they are doing this, but they are also angry.

I used to be lazy, but now, I have to practice well.

Practice, for oneself who is not too proficient in spells, is mainly in two aspects, one is mana, and the other is swordsmanship.

What I practice is the Yunlong Heart Method and the One Hundred and Eight Swords of Fengyun, both of which are quite excellent exercises and mainstream exercises on the north peak of Huashan.

However, now that it is only six months away from the peak of Dabi, it is only six months, and it is very difficult to improve mana. The accumulation of mana is measured in years, and it can be improved in six months. Then, you can only practice your swordsmanship for a while, and maybe your swordsmanship will improve.

In six months, I can barely practice swordsmanship.

In the past six months, I have to work hard to practice swords.

Sima Changbai and Sima Hao have all bullied the door, how can they not fight back fiercely.

He must practice his sword well, fight back fiercely, and beat Sima Changbai's face swollen.

The Yangwu sword that the master gave himself is already in hand, and the Yangwu sword is a sword carefully forged by the master Li Yuanbai for himself, this sword is known for raising me, that is, I want to raise the world and the righteousness, of course, it is impossible to raise the righteousness of the world by myself, I am not a person with a high sense of justice, I am just a normal person with a high sense of justice, and I can't do such a noble sentiment of raising the world and the righteousness, but it is not difficult to raise the sword and meet the opponent happily.

The sword was taken down from the wall.

This sword is three feet long and about half an inch wide, the sword body is extremely bright, and the hilt is simple.

Lu Yuan held the sword in his hand, only felt a burst of warmth, this sword is just like the master is a normal person, Haoran is righteous, but unfortunately, the master of Haoran righteousness in the case of not much longevity, there are people who want to bully the door, seek everything from the master, swordsmanship, with this anger, has gradually unfolded.

The swordsmanship is the one hundred and eight swords of Fengyun.

One style after another of swordsmanship, it is displayed in every square inch.

The sword moves are not performed quickly, and he is not good at the incomparably profound Fengyun One Hundred and Eight Swords.

For a while, the sword intent in the room was cold.