Chapter 133 Seven Elegances and Five Customs, Washing Your Feet and Upgrading

Lu Chen turned to look at Mu Rong, frowned and said:

"Didn't you say that it's impossible for Thousand Corpses to escape?"

"this"

Mu Rong lowered her head in shame and whispered:

"I'm just a little girl, so I'm just talking nonsense. Senior, I can't take it seriously."

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Lu Chen rolled his eyes and asked again:

"Did you receive any news from Tianmu Sect last night?"

"No."

Mu Rong was a little confused, and suddenly thought of something, and replied: "Although I didn't, many senior brothers and sisters in Fang City quietly left Fang City before dark last night, I...I..."

"You are an outcast!"

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Mu Rong felt heartbroken for a while.

Thousands of corpses escaped from the trap, but the four real people remained hidden. As long as they thought about it, they could notice the fishy nature. In the end, it was still a trick of killing the rabbit and hiding the bird, but it was a pity that everyone was betrayed by the Tianmu Sect. My eyes were dazzled by the promise, and I couldn't think of this level.

After this.

The entire Yuluan Prefecture's casual cultivators are afraid that they will be in ruins, and I don't know how many of them will be left.

The two walked up a low hill of more than ten meters and watched with their own eyes as cities and towns were destroyed and a large number of monks were killed. Even if some people were lucky enough to escape, most of them were in a panic and did not dare to stay for a moment.

"A little bit of boundless energy, thousands of miles. Happy wind~"

Lu Chen was watching, when a slight voice suddenly reached his ears. He turned around and saw a figure coming from the northwest, with a ray of breeze at his feet.

Big fluttering sleeves.

Disheveled hair.

It turned out to be Taoist Qianmu who was being chased by Master Tianmu. Taoist Qianmu landed on a low hill, five or six meters away from Lu and Chen. He looked at the thousands of corpses in the south and sighed:

"What a bunch of pathetic idiots!"

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Lu Chen touched his nose. Contrary to his general knowledge, this place was not far from the battlefield. If there was a big fight, there was no guarantee that the people in the sky would not notice.

Taoist Qianmu watched for a while, then turned to look at the two of them, at Lu Chen, and then at Murong:

"You...seem to know me?"

"do not know!"

"No, I don't know you!"

Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, and Mu Rong was so frightened that she quickly hid beside Lu Chen.

"wrong!"

Taoist Qianmu shook his head and muttered:

"You must know me, let me take a look!"

As he said that, he reached out and touched his eyes, and a pair of eyes lit up like a light bulb, shining on Lu Chen.

"It's you!"

Taoist Qianmu recognized Lu Chen and said in surprise: "It's only been a few days, but it has become a climate, not bad, not bad!"

He looked at Mu Rong again, his eyes fell on the jade plaque hanging on the other side's waist, and he suddenly said:

"It turns out she is a little girl from the Tianmu Sect. No wonder, no wonder!"

Lu Chen was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. When he was not in the second level, he could still remain undefeated with Yanyang Armor. Now, he was not afraid at all. Seeing Murong's face showing fear, he asked:

"You know him too?"

"Um!"

Mu Rong nodded and explained in a low voice:

"This person is a traitor to our Tianmu Sect. The entire sect has a portrait of this person. The Tianmu Sect once had two branches, one [Tianmu] and one [Thousand Eyes]. The two chakras have been in charge of the entire sect for decades. In the past, the Qianmu lineage provoked civil strife, and the two lines fought fiercely. Many of their fellow disciples died. In the end, the Thousand Eyes lineage was defeated and killed. This person took advantage of the chaos and stole the third-level magic weapon [Thousand Eyes Mirror]. ]."

Lu Chen suddenly realized, no wonder Tianmu Zhenren has been chasing this guy. It seems that it is not just for revenge, but he is probably reluctant to part with the third-level magic weapon.

"Thousand Eyepieces"

Lu Chen murmured, then shook his head. He valued magic over weapons, and he also cultivated two great magical powers. Even if he snatched this third-level magic weapon, it would be of little use. Moreover, although he and this person had some minor frictions, they still had It’s not time for a life and death fight.

What's more.

I had tricked him many times, and I couldn't tell who suffered more.

Although Mu Rong's voice was small, it could not escape the ears and eyes of Taoist Qianmu. He turned his head again, his eyes faintly said: "Since we know the identity of Pindao, you and I are also members of the same sect. Since we are destined to meet each other, why don't we join in?" Under my sect?"

"don't want!"

Mu Rong shook her head desperately, and seeing Lu Chen looking over, she quickly explained:

"This person is ruthless and is not a good teacher."

"Hmph~"

Taoist Qianmu snorted coldly and said solemnly:

"That's not up to you, Qiankun Xiu!"

"brush!"

As he spoke, Lu Chen unfolded his right sleeve and expanded it countless times in an instant. It rolled towards the two of them, like an iron curtain. Lu Chen raised his foot and took a step forward, striking out with one palm.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Lu Chen's feet sank three inches into the ground, and the Qiankun Sleeve was blocked by him.

"Something good!"

Taoist Qianmu sneered and stepped on the seven-star step to attack Lu Chen. Lu Chen was not afraid and raised his hand to meet him. Neither of them dared to use magic power and fought purely with their bodies.

"boom!"

"Bang bang~"

You come and go, testing each other. After only three moves, Qianmu Taoist's fists were already red and swollen, and he could only cover it with his Qiankun sleeves. He was very embarrassed. After five moves, the opponent suddenly took a few steps back, grinned in pain, and waved his hands. road:

"No fight, no fight~"

"Hmph~"

Lu Chen snorted coldly and ignored the other party. If he hadn't been scrupulous and worried that the other party would use spells and never used his killing move, speaking purely from a physical perspective, he could beat the opponent to death.

Taoist Qianmu didn't feel embarrassed, and with his hands behind his back, he watched the battlefield in the distance with Lu Chen and Mu Rong.

Most of an hour passed.

The casual cultivators in the market were all dead and running away, and there were not many left. At this time, four figures reappeared in the sky, and Taoist priest Shuili shouted angrily:

"How dare you commit such a murderous crime, I won't let you live today~"

"Haha~"

Lu Chen sneered, turned around and saw Qianmu Taoist leaping off the low hill, running all the way south, and disappeared into the vast wilderness in the blink of an eye.

"This person."

Lu Chen and Mu Rong looked at each other. Mu Rong suddenly shivered and stretched out her hand to hold the jade medal at her waist. Lu Chen frowned and said:

"You want to be subpoenaed?"

"Hmm~"

Mu Rong nodded and said worriedly:

"If this person goes south, there will be something dirty. Who knows what will happen."

"Have you thought about it?"

Lu Chen glanced at the jade token in the opponent's hand and said meaningfully:

"As long as the news gets out, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to gain a foothold in the Tianmu Sect in the future."

"how come?"

"You, an abandoned son, actually know the whereabouts of the traitor. Even if you have a hundred mouths, you still can't explain it clearly. Regardless of your merits or demerits, no one will believe you. This matter is harmful to you rather than helpful."

"Then I won't summon you."

Mu Rong was frightened and hurriedly put down the jade token in her hand.

"It's up to you. It's too close here, so it's better to be farther away."

"Hmm~"

Lu Chen once again used the Five Ghosts Huntian Technique, and his figure disappeared and reappeared. In the blink of an eye, he came to the north bank of the Nishui River. He looked south again, but he was no longer visible. He turned around and asked:

"How much do you know about this Thousand-Eyed Taoist?"

Mu Rong didn't hide anything and thought:

"This man is extremely talented. It is said that not long after he entered the Zongfa realm, he developed a magical power called [Xiaoyao Yufeng]. He can fly very fast, and even a real person cannot catch up with him."

"so smart?"

"Well, it is said that this person found a new way and integrated a third-level magic weapon into his body, and then he developed magical powers."

Lu Chen suddenly realized that the third-level Thousand Eyes Mirror might have been fused, but he didn't know what kind of magical power he had cultivated. This Thousand Eyes Taoist is really not simple.

Without thinking too much at the moment, he waved his hand and released the tables, chairs and benches.

Meng Yao on his shoulder cheered up, took out a bunch of spiritual fruits from the [Spindle] he carried with him, placed a round purple-skinned melon in the middle, and said happily:

"Brother, let's get some ice~"

"good!"

Lu Chen laughed, stretched out his hand, and a pool of running water condensed out of thin air, instantly freezing the purple-skinned melon. When the cold air penetrated, the wind knife cut through it with a wave of his hand, and the purple-skinned melon was evenly divided into more than ten parts:

"Eat melon, eat melon~"

The three of them were eating fruits. Meng Yao sat on a small bench and pointed in the direction:

"Brother, look~"

Lu Chen turned around and looked around, and saw all kinds of rays of light radiating in the night. The entire sky in the south was dyed with color. In the countless rays of light, a figure stood in the air, and there was a faint sound of laughter:

"Zhao Xizhen, you have hunted me down many times. If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for causing a scene in your Tianmu Sect."

"Boom~"

In addition, there is also a huge figure fleeing north.

On this day, Taoist Qianmu took the initiative to attack and took the opportunity to use his magical power [Qianmu Dafa]. With his own power, he injured one person and one demon and walked away freely. However, the strange Qianmu corpse was finally imprisoned in the Nishui River.

As the night fell, Taoist Qianmu rode the wind to the west and quietly landed on a hill below. On the hill, there had been a figure waiting for a long time. This man wore a bamboo hat, coarse clothes and linen, and was extremely tall.

He looked up at Taoist Qianmu and asked:

"How about the tiger?"

"Lu Shanjun was caught off guard and was injured by my magical power. However, the injury was not serious."

"That's okay."

The man in the bamboo hat narrowed his tiger eyes and said in a low voice: "His son is in our hands, whether by calculation or not. Coupled with our cooperation, we are very sure."

"I want his [Drunk Sleep Sutra]."

"I want the body!"

Taoist Qianmu turned his eyes and said hesitantly:

"I just met a new magician who seems to be quite powerful. Can I invite him to join us?"

"If the secret is not kept secret, you will be harmed!"

"All right."

Taoist Qianmu nodded and stopped forcing him. When he saw the other party jumping off the hill, he said in surprise:

"Where is this going?"

"I heard about an old friend before, I'm going to kill her!"

The man in the bamboo hat waved his hand and strode northward.

It was already dawn, and Lu Chen stood by the Nishui River, doing strange movements. Sometimes he bent down to salute the rising sun, sometimes he bowed his hands to the heaven and earth to express his thanks, and from time to time he would do an awkward dance.

Straightforward.

Half meticulous.

Occasionally I make a mistake and have to repeat it several times.

It took more than half an hour before Lu Chen stopped, took off his shoes and socks, and stretched his feet into the black Nishui River.

“It’s cool~~”

Lu Chen was intoxicated, his whole body felt numb, and his soul seemed to be sublimating. Of course, this was just an illusion.

Mu Rong looked strange and asked:

"Senior, are you washing your feet?"

"Ignorant."

Lu Chen snorted softly and rolled his eyes:

"Have you ever heard of [Zhuo Zu Sutra]?"

"oh!"

Mu Rong suddenly realized and muttered:

"Seven elegances and five vulgarities?"

"You still have some knowledge."

"Wow~"

While the two were talking, on the river in the distance, a huge figure emerged from the water. Countless arms danced, turning the Nishui River upside down. However, after only getting out half of its body, it could no longer go up, because below There are chains tightly locking the other party's body.

It was the corpse of a thousand heads that was imprisoned here by Master Tianmu last night.

Things used.

It was the five chains that were used to imprison Di tribe general Alu Hengbo on Dayan Mountain. Even if they were as strong as a thousand corpses, it would be difficult to break free. Neither of them paid attention to the other's tossing. Nowadays, the thousand corpses are as if they have no claws. The tiger is no longer something to be afraid of.

Lu Chen washed his feet and said:

"Come here for a moment."

"What?"

Mu Rong didn't know why, so she took a small step closer.

Without waiting for the other party to react, Lu Chen stretched out his hand and pinched the other party's cheek. Mu Rong "brushed" it, blushed with embarrassment, and said coquettishly:

"Senior, you...what are you doing?"

Lu Chen did not answer, but quietly absorbed the breath from the other party into the palm of his left hand, and said:

"It's getting late, I'll take you across the river."

"Oh~~"

Mu Rong's thoughts were complicated, and she didn't know whether she was disappointed or relieved. Before she could recover, five ghosts had appeared around her, and with a swipe, she moved her to the south bank of the Nishui River.

"The Universe Imaging Method!"

Slowly spreading his left hand, Mu Rong's image appeared on the palm screen. He was stunned for a while looking at the Nishui River, and then flew to the southeast on the brocade handkerchief. After a while, he flew to the ten-foot-high platform. .

On a ten-foot high platform.

The [Achievement List] is still high, but there are only 267 people left on it, including many disciples of the Tianmu Sect, and the name [Lu Yuan] is impressively at the top of the list.

Among them, 32 were major merits and 4193 were minor merits.

As for Mu Rong, she was the last one, ranked 267th, with zero major merit and 125 minor merit.

Under the performance list, Chu Yunhe was holding a feather fan with a calm demeanor. There were many disciples standing around him. The one with the lowest cultivation level was also at the eighth level of Qi training. Everyone looked at Mu Rong, who was at the fifth level of Qi training.

His face looked strange.

Mu Rong bravely landed on the high platform, put away the brocade handkerchief, and said solemnly:

"Outer disciple Mu Rong, pay your respects to Master Chu!"

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Chu Yunhe turned around slowly, the feather fan shaking in his hand froze slightly, then returned to normal, and sighed:

"Get up, but I feel resentful that the Tianmu Sect failed to summon you in advance."

"Don't hate!"

Mu Rong stood up and looked calmly. Chu Yunhe asked:

"Why don't you hate it?"

"Because Mu Rong is not dead."

"What a good one!"

Chu Yunhe laughed loudly and looked relieved:

"Stand aside and discuss your merits and reward them later."

"yes!"

Mu Rong saluted again, suddenly raised her head, and asked, "May I ask Master Chu if other casual cultivators can redeem their cultivation resources."

Chu Yunhe was silent for a while and then said:

"It can be exchanged, but you need to go to Qianmu Mountain in person."

"this"

"Are there any other questions?"

"Gone!"

"Stay aside!"

"yes!"

Just as Mu Rong took two steps back, she saw a stream of light flying from a distance. She seemed to be aware of it. She stretched out her hand and held the stream of light in her hand. Looking at the communication talisman manifested in her hand, Mu Rong was stunned. Seeing Chu Yunhe looked over and quickly handed over the messenger talisman.

"Ahem~"

Chu Yunhe looked at the handwriting on the communication talisman and was stunned for a while, then coughed twice and said loudly:

"I, Lu Yuan, would like to transfer all my merits to Fairy Mu Rong free of charge!"

"brush!"

As the voice fell, the performance list flashed slightly, Lu Chen's name disappeared, and the word "Mu Rong" suddenly jumped from the bottom to the top!

"this"

Everyone looked at each other, their hearts extremely complicated.

"Tianmu Sect, haha, you are so stingy!"

Lu Chen waved away the image in his hand, a little helpless. Chu Yunhe made it clear that he did not want casual cultivators to take advantage. After what happened before, which casual cultivator would dare to go to Tianmu Sect in person and give the credit to Mu Rong. It was purely helpless. Lift.

No matter how.

The two of them were familiar with each other, and Mu Rong always wanted to remember his kindness. He could also use the Qiankun Image Method to pry into the secrets of the Tianmu Sect with peace of mind.

Putting his thoughts aside, Lu Chen looked at the light screen in front of him intently and stretched out his hand:

"Expand!"

[Requirements for upgrading the Zuo Zu Jing]:

【1】: Wash your feet once (Achieved!)

[Name]: Lu Chen

[Exercise method]: Zuozu Sutra for beginners (can be upgraded!) +

"upgrade!"