Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Secret of Longevity

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Lu. Wang Buji saw the person who came clearly, scolded secretly in his heart, but his mouth was full of politeness, and he smiled.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Lu Xuankui was slightly stunned, and arched his hand stiffly, but there was a murderous flash in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Lu. Wang Buer smiled, rubbed his hands, narrowed the distance between him and this beautiful senior brother, lowered his voice, looked obscene, and said, "I know that there is a hot spring in the mountain behind Futu, which is a place for female disciples in the sect to take a bath. ”

"What do you mean?" Lu Xuankui frowned.

"Hehe, don't pretend to be Senior Brother, I know, Senior Brother, you have a rune treasure called the Phantom Spirit Talisman, which can transform into anyone's appearance, whether male or female!" Wang Buer's voice gradually became louder.

"You ......" Lu Xuankui heard this, his pupils constricted, and his complexion changed.

"Senior brother, don't deny it, I also know that senior brother often takes this phantom talisman and transforms into a woman, and goes to the back mountain to take a bath with the female disciples in the sect. Wang Buer interrupted Lu Xuankui's words, but his face was replaced by a righteous and condensed look, and he shouted fiercely, "Such an act is simply ***, and it is vain to wait for our senior brother." ”

The complexion of this product changes so quickly that it is embarrassing.

"You...... Nonsense. Lu Xuankui's beautiful face was now blood-red, pointing at Wang Buer, the corners of his mouth squirmed for a long time, and he shouted.

At this time, the surrounding female disciples of the inner and outer sects distanced themselves from Lu Xuankui, while some male disciples had their eyes shining.

"Wang Bu'er, you are looking for death!" Lu Xuankui saw the reaction of the people around him, and immediately became angry, how could he have been so humiliated, and his eyes flashed murderously for a while.

"Hmph! Senior brother's cultivation is limited, and if Senior Brother really wants to do it, I can only lead to death, but justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, and I can't stand such behavior. ”

This thing looks like death and is full of righteous words.

"Good!good!good!good!good Qingfeng Wangfuji!" Lu Xuankui's face changed several times, and he said three good words in his mouth, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Hmph! Senior brother is a gentleman on the surface, but he is actually a villain. Such a hypocrite, I am ashamed to be in company. Wang Buer looked around, gave a big gift, looked at death as if he was at home, and said in a loud voice, "Wang Mou is small-spoken, maybe one day he will be quietly killed by Senior Brother Lu, he is a strong person, so he can't." It's just that such a senior brother, I have relatives. ”

"It turns out that Senior Brother Lu is such a person. ”

"It's disgusting. ”

......

This piece of dead pot was buckled on Lu Xuankui's head, and his acting skills were even more at the level of an actor, which coaxed the disciples into a daze, and suddenly, the crusade against Lu Xuankui slowly sounded.

"Silence!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound to look, but it was the voice of Elder Lei, the presiding officer of the martial arts, it turned out that the second round of the draw had begun.

"Wang Bu'er, you are looking for death by yourself!" A wisp of true yuan fluctuated, and Lu Xuankui's voice suddenly sounded in Wang Buer's ears, but the others did not react, but it was a secret.

"Hehe, when my junior brother was in the Futu Tower, I missed you very much. Wang Buer smiled, and also passed on the secret. This kind of technique can be applied when the Qi Refining Realm is at a high level.

"So you know it all. Hmph, your life, for the time being, the future will be long. Lu Xuankui's expression moved slightly, but there was no surprise, as early as when Wang Buji said the Phantom Rune Treasure, he guessed that this Wang Buji already knew what was going on.

"Hey, hey. each other. That yellow-faced guy is already waiting for you underground. Wang Buer smiled, his face was as usual, but his tone was cold.

From beginning to end, I didn't know what the yellow-faced young man was called, but there was no need to know. A nameless dead ghost who has long been turned into fertilizer for a super plantation.

"We'll see. Lu Xuankui's footsteps paused, his tone was cold, and he was murderous.

"Oh, senior brother, I won't tell you, it's time for me to draw lots. ”

The two of them are no different on the surface, but in the secret words, they are swords and swords, and they are full of murderous opportunities.

In the fingers of everyone, the two quickly completed the draw and went to the ring to meet martial arts.

In fact, the basin that Wang Buer just deducted can't stand scrutiny. Fu Bao is used a limited number of times, how can anyone take it to often watch female disciples take a bath.

This thing did this, on the one hand, of course, to disgust Lu Xuankui, and on the other hand, it was to protect himself.

Lu Xuankui, Pei Yuan Jiu Chongtian's cultivation, and as a disciple of the real person in charge, how could he be ordinary, plus this person is insidious and vicious, Wang Buji can't guarantee when this guy will come to harm him again.

Therefore, simply, create a conflict in front of people, if something happens to him, Lu Xuankui will be suspected that he will not be able to wash it off, so that in a short time, he will be safe.

In the second round of martial arts, 19 people, one bye, a total of 18 fights.

Wang Bu'er was drawn by Mu Qifeng and Ou Yangming, and at this moment, the two were standing opposite each other in the No. 10 ring.

Ou Yangming was a sturdy young man, Pei Yuan Triple Heaven Cultivation. At this moment, in other rings, the battle has begun, and in the No. 10 ring, the two of them stared at each other and were relatively speechless.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, can you start?" In the end, Wang Buji couldn't stand it, looked at Ou Yangming, who had not moved for a long time, and said.

"This ...... Senior Brother Wang. Ou Yangming looked at Wang Buer, smiled bitterly, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I admit defeat." ”

"Admit defeat?" Wang Buer was slightly stunned, but his heart was relieved, he just saw Ou Yangming staring at him, without saying a word, and thought that he was going to make some big move, but his spiritual eyes couldn't see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, it turned out that this person didn't plan to make a move at all.

Wang Buer couldn't help but be a little speechless, if you admit defeat, you will admit defeat, what does it mean to stare at me for so long.

The creature shook his head and got out of the ring.

On the presiding stage, Elder Lei recorded the results of the race in the No. 10 ring.

On the field, Elder Luo had a stinky face, and Leng Xuejiao was expressionless, but there was a smile between her eyebrows.

In the corner of the square, Wang Buji sat cross-legged and quietly watched the martial arts in the ring.

In fact, among the true disciples, there are not many people he knows.

In the No. 3 ring, Lu Xuankui was strong and pressed his opponent to fight.

In the eighth ring, Lan Qimeng's whole body water attribute true yuan surged, obviously gaining the upper hand.

In the twelfth ring, Han Shu's fierce fire attribute Zhenyuan approached his opponent step by step, fighting steadily.

Seventeen and eighteen fights, the Feng brothers are one red and one blue, ruthless, crushing the opponent.

Wang Buer only glanced at it, and then observed Leng Xuejiao for a long time, contemplating the word "Dao" in his mind, and instantly settled down, and cultivated by himself.

After more than half a month of retreat and the pain of being burned by fire, his "Chongyang True Fire Technique", with the help of the qi of Yimu, broke through the two heavens in a row, and cultivated to the realm of the four heavens of Peiyuan, which can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds. Now, however, it seems to have stalled again.

What he is cultivating now is a set of wood-attribute exercises.

This set of spiritual recipes comes from Qinglian. It's called "Longevity Formula", a top-grade spiritual recipe at the ground level.

This set of spiritual tricks, without matching spiritual skills, does not seem to have much attack power.

However, according to Qinglian, this set of spiritual recipes seems to have an incredible effect, specifically, his memory is incomplete, and he hasn't remembered it yet.

Maybe it's because he hasn't practiced for a long time, or his spiritual cultivation is still low, anyway, he didn't notice any benefits, but when he ran the spiritual formula, his whole body was relaxed, and there was a feeling like a spring breeze.

The realm of this product is high, and the speed of cultivation is unmatched, and in a short period of time, it has reached the realm of Peiyuan One Heavy Heaven, and I believe that it will not take long to reach the same level as the "Chongyang True Fire Technique".

"Senior Brother Wang. Just when Wang Buer's cultivation was getting better, Leng Buding's soft voice sounded.

Wang Buji's expression moved slightly, and he stopped cultivating in an instant, which is also a feature of "Longevity Formula".

"Oh, who are?" said Wang Buji as he opened his eyes and said in confusion. He didn't know the person in front of him, in fact, he didn't know much of a disciple of the Futu Sect.

In front of him was a little girl.

At this moment, the little girl squatted in front of him, looking at him with big eyes blinking, and her round face was very cute.