msmithbooks Chapter 17 2 in 1
Chapter 17 2 in 1
The Divine Good Fortune Sect never falls.
This is a mountain connected to Qionggu Peak. It was given by the head of the Divine Creation Sect after the extremely talented junior uncle broke through the golden core, taking the first two characters of "Buluofulai".
Ten years ago, the three elders of Tianyan Sect visited Shenchuanghuazong. Yu Qiong Gufeng had a discussion with his junior martial uncle. The young master uncle at the age of one against three did not lose the wind in the slightest, and every word made the elders of the Tianyan Sect extremely ashamed and willing to bow down.
When the results of this discussion were first announced, no one in the cultivation world believed it, and they just said whether the Shenchuanghua sect had fallen and hadn't seen anything in the world.
What kind of sect is Tian Yan Zong? It's better to brag about Pei Zhan, the head of the house, than to brag about a five-year-old child.
Who would have thought that only one month later, the mysterious Tianyan Sect would open an altar to give a sermon. Among the seven elders, Elder Wenqu, who was at the center of the seven elders, had a mellow morality, and when he talked about the little uncle of the Divine Creation Sect, his eyes were full of tears. It is yearning and praise.
"I have communicated with Bupo for a long time. He has a clear mind, a firm heart, and a bright future. Although I have practiced for a long time, I have imprisoned me without knowing it. Now I am awakened by Bupo, which is really beneficial. It is our honor to discuss with him."
The black-faced and bearded Elder Pojun gave a thumbs up.
Elder Tanlang with a cane agreed.
Listen, listen, Elder Wenqu himself can sing better than the disciples of the Shenchuanghua Sect!
Since then, the name of Zonglu Bupo, the God of Fortune, has spread throughout the world of comprehension. The jade slips written by him about the rules between the formations and runes have been regarded as treasures, and they have been passed around. No matter how poor his talent was, he could still learn a few basic formations.
The elders who have retired from various sects, or casual cultivators who have studied this, traveled thousands of miles to come to Shenchuanghuazong, hoping to meet Lu Bupo and discuss the truth face to face.
All of a sudden, the talismans and formations were thriving, a rare and lively scene since the decline of the cultivation world.
It wasn't until ten years later, when the little uncle of the Divine Creation Sect broke through to the Golden Core at the young age of 16, that everyone realized in a trance that they only paid attention to this little uncle's talent in formations and runes, but forgot , his cultivation talent is unmatched.
It is no exaggeration to say that the sky is full of wizards!
What's more, Lu Bupo also used formations to build a thing called "Cloud Platform". The principle is similar to that of a water mirror, and he can buy magical artifacts of the Divine Good Fortune Sect without leaving home, and even a demon cultivator personally delivers them to the door!
Hey, after the advent of the cloud platform, the disciples of casual cultivators and small sects without the support of large sect resources were moved to the point of crying. It is not easy for them to practice. If they want to buy a magic weapon, they have to travel through mountains and rivers to find leaks, and they may not be able to buy anything. Good thing, I was taken aback by people.
The Divine Creation Sect is a big sect, and it is absolutely impossible to do things that cut corners and cut materials to harm your future. In addition, the magic tools produced are of good quality and very practical. Occasionally, Lu Bupo's little uncle personally refines them. The quantity is relatively small. At least it is guaranteed, so every time the cloud platform is turned on, the monks from all walks of life are getting more and more excited.
The sixth day of every month is the time when the cloud platform is opened.
Lu Bupo Uncle Lu is adjusting the Internet speed of Buluofeng.
This is an astonishingly deep room, which is carried by Mithril. It is densely engraved with formations and runes, and the top is pointed. From the outside, it looks higher than any mountain in the Divine Creation Sect.
Lu Yan is still wearing a white Taoist robe. People in the cultivation world grow faster. Lu Yan was like this when he was 15 years old when he established his foundation. He looked exactly the same as an adult in his previous life.
Here is the cloud platform, which was jointly built by Lu Yan and several elders of Tianyan Sect. When it is turned on, it can be connected to any water mirror in Zhongzhou to achieve the effect of synchronization.At first, Lu Yan wanted to make a feeling similar to a certain treasure, but the result was not satisfactory, and the Central Continent sect was mixed, and they did not dare to store the spirit stone in the Divine Good Fortune Sect, so in the end they could only make this kind of live broadcast. After the photo is taken, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and check it face to face, and we will not be responsible except for after-sales.
Lu Yan filled up several formations with the Buwang pen, and replaced the spirit stones that had been exhausted and broken with new ones. Without looking back, he asked, "What time is it?"
Jiao Ruyan straightened her hair in front of the mirror, making herself extremely beautiful, and said, "It's a quarter of an hour before Xu time."
On the sixth day of each month, the cloud platform is turned on.
Jiao Ruyan is wearing a skirt, and her long sea-blue hair is dyed a flame-like red. From nails to hair, every arc strives to be charming.
He Nian saw his toothache from the sidelines, and he didn't know how many times he asked himself why he fell in love with this fish back then, and he said with disgust: "Little ancestor, you don't dislike Jiao Ruyan's wearing like this, which affects your brilliance and greatness." image?"
Red hair, blue eyes, green skirt, golden steps, and a big purple pearl necklace hanging around his neck.
Rainbows are not as bright as smoke.
Hearing this, Lu Yan turned around and carefully looked at Jiao Ruyan from beginning to end. Jiao Ruyan turned around in a circle, only to find that there were other colors under the pleats of the green Ru skirt.
Crane Year: "My eyes!"
Lu Yan: "Not bad, it looks good."
Year of the Crane: "..."
He Nian had a frightened face: "This beep—how beautiful!"
Lu Yan thought for a while and said, "It's quite retro."
Such as colorful Marysu.
Jiao Ruyan, who has been praised, is even more swollen, so hurry up to familiarize yourself with the various instructions of today's magic tools, and just wait for the cloud platform to open.
At around [-]:[-], Lu Yan activated the formation, and on the mithril, the complex textures were lit up by the aura until they converged on the dome, and the aura converged into a huge ball, shining brightly.
Ding - ding - ding - ding -
Water mirrors appeared on the cloud platform one after another, and the monks who successfully connected grinned, eager to see today's new products through the water mirrors.
The new anchor, Jiao Ruyan, brushed her hair and smiled slightly: "Welcome everyone to the cloud platform of the Divine Fortune Sect."
"It turned out to be Miss Jiaojiao."
"Miss Jiaojiao is more dazzling than before."
He Nian rolled his eyes while listening.
Everyone knows that Jiao Ruyan is a merman, but few know that Jiao Ruyan is not a girl at all, but a male merman.
Sharks are best at using sound to charm, weave illusions, and lure people into the traps they have set.Later, Lu Yan recorded Jiao Ruyan's voice to study the composition of illusions, and even used Jiao Ruyan's voice to develop a set of anti-illusion equipment, which made Jiao Ruyan a big name.
The last one who came in was a monk who looked unkempt, with a beard pierced under his face, his water mirror was intermittent, trying to straighten his arms, barely hiding the image in the water mirror in a relatively stable state, cursing : "What kind of broken signal is this in Houtucheng!"
Seeing the familiar face, Lu Yan wondered, "Uncle Pojun?"
Ten years ago, after the end of the lecture, Po Jun took the initiative to leave Zongmen Blessing to travel in Central Continent. He has a bad temper and good nature. The glass heart of an otaku has become indestructible in the process of swearing. Ancient prose, now cursing and writing will be blocked.
The others in Shuijing accurately captured the key word Houtucheng, and started communicating with each other.
"I've been to Houtu City, and their city lord is pretty good."
"It just looks too bitter."
"Houtu City pays attention to penance."
"If Master Swordsmith hadn't been stationed in Houtu City, who would have gone there to suffer!"
Master Swordsmith refers to Lu Yan's uncle, Yiyue Taoist.
Lu Yan winked, Jiao Ruyan understood, and took the initiative to bring the topic back: "It's getting late, everyone, let's get to the point."
"Of course!"
"What's the first thing?"
Jiao Ruyan took out a book, the book had a black cover, sealed with a silver thread, Jiao Ruyan carefully unfolded the first page, and said: "This book is called 'Book of Inscriptions', and each page is a rune. Each is different, without repetition, roughly divided into three sections: attack, defense, and spirit gathering, with a total of [-] pages, with a catalog guide, you can use it by tearing it apart."
Lu Yan called this book a one-time mobile hard drive, which cannot be reused, and it is time-consuming to make.
"There are five copies of the Book of Inscriptions, each priced at [-] high-grade spirit stones!"
A hundred pages of runes!
Runes are monopolistic. Although they have gradually become popular in the past ten years, they cannot be learned overnight. Now that there are a hundred pages of runes in front of him, it is impossible to say which one will save his life at a critical moment.
[-] spirit stones buy your life, and you can make a steady profit without losing money!
The monks in the water mirror hurriedly raised their signs, and the cloud platform automatically recognized the first five people to be photographed, and the remaining ones who were a step behind were all sighing.
Jiao Ruyan wrote down the faces of the five monks, stretched out his hand with a smile, and a tray appeared in his palm. On the red flannel of the tray, there was a small platinum ring, slightly wider than ordinary rings, and he could feel it when he got close. To an ancient breath.
There is no need to talk too much, the monks' eyes were hot, and they said in unison: "The ultimate elemental space!"
Lu Yan has developed many spaces, the most difficult of which is the ultimate element space.
It is full of extreme elements that can be found in the world. If a monk with the same spiritual root cultivates in this environment, he can achieve twice the result with half the effort.Not only that, the ultimate element can purify the spiritual root. After the monks with three spiritual roots and mixed spiritual roots choose a direction, they can use the ultimate element to stand on the same starting line as the monks with double spiritual roots.
If the book of inscriptions buys life, then the ultimate elemental space buys the way.
——Even that extremely small possibility of ascension!
The first extreme space created by Lu Yan was the golden element. Fuyi led him to search for the meteorite in the extreme northern snowfield. Iron, only to make a small ring, which is full of sharpness and violence belonging to Gengjin elements.
In the end, this ring was given to Fuyi by Lu Yan. Fuyi was not willing to use such an expensive item, so she wore a rope and hung it around her neck. Last year, she only remembered the ring when she encountered a bottleneck, and she has not come out until now. .
The second one made Lu Yan famous again, it was an extreme wood element ring, which was sold to Yigu by Lu Yan at a friendly price.
The special nature of the Medical Valley requires an extremely abnormal affinity with vegetation, which means that the successor of the Medical Valley must be a single tree spiritual root, and the successor of the main image of the Medical Valley is a wood-gold dual spiritual root, gold overcomes wood, and the ultimate elemental space is delivered. , that disciple was reborn in just half a year, washed away the golden spirit root directly, and became the next master of the Valley of Medicine.
From then on, everyone in the comprehension world knew that Lu Bupo had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth.
The ring on Jiao Ruyan's hand was the first ultimate elemental space to be sold publicly.
"That's right, the ultimate element space." Jiao Ruyan didn't touch the ring at all, not because she was afraid of breaking it, but because she didn't dare to touch it at all, "The ultimate element inside is Jielei!"
"Boom—"
As if a thunderbolt really fell from the sky, everyone's fingers trembled slightly, and the first thing that crossed their minds was "impossible"!
That is the tribulation thunder sent down by heaven. It can temper the body, solidify the will, and comprehend the law. No one has ever dared to collect robbery thunder. It seems that just thinking about it will offend the heaven.
When this thing actually came out, they suddenly realized that this ultimate element is applicable to everyone!
Po Jun reacted very quickly, when others were blown into a daze, he quickly said: "I want it!"
Treasures will attract many malicious covets.
Po Jun snorted coldly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I would like to advise everyone, whoever dares to play wild with me, I and Tian Yanzong are not vegetarians, I am afraid that you will be killed if you are dead!"
Lu Yan turned a deaf ear to the tense atmosphere in the cloud platform, and replied: "[-] top-quality spirit stones, I will let Xun Cang personally escort them."
Tian Yanzong.
Wolf King Xun Cang.
The two titles add up, anyone has to weigh it carefully.
After reading the first two pieces, there were no surprises in the next few pieces, but the monks who were well prepared returned with a full load.
Register the receiving location, pack the magic weapon in a special box, compare carefully in the year of the crane, and distribute the tasks one by one.
Zang Fenghe is famous for its speed, and He Nian alone can't deliver so many couriers, so Lu Yan came up with an idea to ask He Nian to pick a few trustworthy ones from the same clan and join them in Lingzhi Space.
There is no need for He Nian to lobby too much, the Lingzhi space is opened, the Lingmi is distributed, and a group of Tibetan cranes rush to work in the God of Creation.
The most precious ultimate elemental ring was handed over to Xun Cang.
The restraint worn by the Wolf King on his wrist has been removed long ago, but Xun Cang has been staying in the Divine Creation Sect, occasionally going out to fight a couple of fights to defend his position as the Wolf King. Three small barbecues a day.
Life is called nourishment, and the naked eye can see that it has become two points stronger.
The burly Xun Cang put the ultimate elemental ring into his talent space, and said with a smirk: "If someone bumps into it, I don't care whether it's life or death."
Without waiting for Lu Yan to speak, Xun Cang turned into a beam of light and flew in the direction of Houtu City.
**
Silent night.
The crescent moon hangs horizontally in the night sky, and the stars are twinkling. A few small hummingbirds are circling above the high mountains, emitting faint fluorescence, which is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Someone stood on the sword, with hair fluttering in the wind, like an expert, looking at the winding mountains below, and the vibrant sect under the mountain guard, with a strange fighting intent in his eyes, he murmured: "So this is..."
Suddenly, a stream of light flew out from the large defensive formation, dispersing the hummingbirds patrolling along the trajectory above, the stream of light stagnated in mid-air, and then swooped down even faster!
The person standing on the sword didn't notice it, he only felt the slight insects in his ears and the wind blowing over his body, immersed in the silent night.
"boom!"
Liu Guang ran straight over, and the man caught off guard and let out an "Aw", the flying sword lost control instantly, fell together with its owner, and fell heavily to the ground.
Xun Cang, who thought it was an enemy attack: "..."
What a fool, watching the scenery in the middle of the night.
Ying Sanliang, who fell to the ground and landed on his face, said, "So this is... the Divine Creation Sect."
To be able to knock him down from the flying sword with one move, to have such a terrifying power in command!
Ying Sanliang got up and recalled his flying sword, his sword was very strange, with a hole in the tip of the sword, like a second-hand product from some corner.
Three days ago, Ying Sanliang received a mission to break through the defensive array of the Divine Creation Sect. If he could successfully force his way in, he would be able to get five hundred middle-grade spirit stones.
At that time, no one answered this task in the hall, and Ying retreated for ten years in twos and threes. Not long after he left the seclusion, he was so poor that he thought the task was just posted and he happened to be able to miss it, so he rushed to the Divine Creation School to find out.
It's not just a defensive formation, any defensive formation is no match for the sword of a sword repairer!
——I didn't see that after he went out, the look in his eyes in the mission hall was like looking at a soldier who died generously.
Ying touched the gap on the tip of the sword lovingly.
Although his sword does have some shortcomings.
But it doesn't matter.
Ying took the wine bag on his waist in twos and twos, pulled out the cork, and poured the last sip of wine into his stomach with great care.
The cheap wine doesn't have much taste, but it is enough to find the state in twos and threes. He looked at the quiet sect and whispered, "Sorry, for my five hundred spirit stones, I will lighten it up!"
**
In the Divine Creation Sect, the night-duty disciples observe the scene outside the defensive formation through the eyes of hummingbirds.
Ever since the junior uncle was born, few people have dared to venture into the Divine Creation Sect, especially after the junior uncle built a new set of mountain guards. There are puppets patrolling the ground and hummingbirds patrolling the sky. peeling skin.
"The wolf king almost knocked a hummingbird into the air," a disciple dazedly covered his head, squinted his eyes and looked out, only to see a figure appearing outside the sect. The disciple was still dizzy, and said, "The wolf king went and came back again. Is it... I'll go, hurry up and inform the little uncle!!"
Holding the sword in both hands, the figure sank into his dantian and slashed fiercely on the defensive formation.
Another disciple asked, "What's wrong?"
"Someone trespassed on the sect!"
The next moment, there was only a loud "bang" that shook the world!
Without falling, Lu Yan suddenly raised his head.
**
"Boom—"
The sword qi collided with the defensive formation suddenly, and the golden mysterious runes flashed faintly, supporting a semicircular defensive net. The air waves swayed layer by layer, and the hovering hummingbird drone was directly lifted away, spinning and crackling. Know where to fall.
After one blow, the rune disappeared, and the defensive formation re-entered, and the protected mountains were not damaged at all.
Except for the loud noise and the flashing runes, nothing seemed to happen.
"As expected of the task of five hundred spirit stones, it's really amazing!"
Ying Sanliang felt that mouthful of wine melt in his internal organs, burning his whole body to boil, Ying Sanliang turned his wrist, frost spread on the long sword with missing corners, within a few breaths, the sword body It was covered with ice, and even the surrounding air was chilled.
"Eat my sword again!"
Ying spit out a mouthful of white mist in twos and twos, held the sword in both hands, and drew a snow-white edge in the dark night.
"Boom, bang, bang, bang..."
The ground shook, as if something huge was approaching.
Ying Sanliang's second sword hadn't landed yet.
He felt that "bang bang" sound was intertwined with his heartbeat until they were synchronized, and after synchronization, his spiritual consciousness frantically warned, which seemed to be a danger signal, urging him to leave here!
Ying hesitated in twos and threes.
Sword cultivators should never hesitate, their swords will only move forward, if there is danger, just split it!
The huge monster stopped right in front of Ying Sanliang.
Should be in twos and threes in the sky, behemoths on the ground.
It was a giant puppet made of a mixture of wood and metal, with an extremely rough style of painting, its limbs and torso showed chiseled marks, and what made people stressed was the pair of scarlet eyes on its head.
Obviously it needs to look up, but Ying Sanliang can see in it the coercion that is no less than the power of Nascent Soul!
It should be chopped down with a sword in threes and twos!
The giant puppet's scarlet eyes flashed twice, then raised its left hand, one formation after another spread out in circles from the shoulder to the elbow joint to the wrist, catching the sword intent with one hand until it disappeared without a trace!
The pupils should shrink in twos and threes.
What the hell is this! !
The sword just now carried Ying Sanliang Yuanying's cultivation, the sword intent he had comprehended in ten years of retreat, and the blessing brought by the ice spirit root, and was actually taken by a puppet with one hand!
The giant puppet then raised its right hand, a formation flashed in the palm of its hand, and the red flames turned into powerful cannonballs, blasting towards Ying Sanliang!
"boom!!"
"Ow!!"
The attack came hard and steadily, and Ying couldn't dodge it in twos and twos. He was bombarded by the shells on his shoulders, and fell straight from midair to the puppet's feet.
The giant puppet was too big, Ying Sanliang was a little bigger than the puppet's feet, the shoulders were bloody and bloody, and the blood stained the coarse cloth clothes Ying Sanliang was wearing.
It is very difficult for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage to die, not to mention the super self-healing ability, even if the body dies, the Nascent Soul in the dantian will take the spirit and soul to seize the body, or cultivate into a body again.
"Click."
A door opened from the back of the giant puppet, and a young man jumped out, landing lightly. The young man was wearing a white Taoist robe, and squatted down curiously to poke Ying Sanliang's head: "Are you alive?"
Ying Sanliang was face down, with the hair on his head spread flat on the ground. After being poked, he yelled "Ouch" twice, and with difficulty propped up half of his body on his uninjured shoulder, following It's like spreading pancakes and changing myself.
He coughed twice, and said quietly: "These five hundred spirit stones are too much money."
The young man was Lu Yan. He originally wanted to see who was so bold and dared to break into the God's Creation Sect at night, but he didn't expect that the first sentence after the comer was injured was about Lingshi.
Lu Yan became interested and asked, "What five hundred spirit stones?"
Ying Sanliang regretted it very much, regretted it very much: "That is, whoever can break into the defensive formation of the Divine Creation Sect will be given five hundred spirit stones."
Lu Yan stood up, raised his eyebrows and leaned on the puppet's leg: "The great formation of our sect is worth five hundred spirit stones, the best or the top?"
Ying Sanliang: "Zhongpin..."
Lu Yan: "..."
It has been a long time since Lu Yan met anyone who dared to measure his works with middle-grade spirit stones.
In particular, the Great Array of Protecting Mountains is one of his favorite works.
It doesn't hurt much, it's extremely insulting.
Ying Sanliang has a big heart. After all, a person with a small heart would not take a map and rush to the Divine Creation Sect without investigating anything, just for a mere five hundred middle-grade spirit stones. Linggen's talent solidified the wound on his shoulder, and he punched the ground with a fist: "I said, why is no one going to take up that task? It's a loss. How can five hundred spirit stones be enough, at least add another thousand!"
15 middle-grade spirit stones, totaling [-] yuan top-grade spirit stones.
15 yuan is not enough to buy the cheapest Lingzhi space.
Lu Yan tapped the puppet's leg to signal the brother who spread the pancakes on the ground, and the brother came back to his senses: "What is the name of the Taoist friend, and where does he live?"
Ying Sanliang replied subconsciously: "If you don't want to change your name or sit down, you should change your surname!"
Lu Yan had really heard of Ying Sanliang's name. It was Fuyi who came back from Jianzong once, probably because he didn't enjoy the sparring, and his old lady's displeasure was exuding from all over his body: "I miss that guy Ying Sanliang very much now, After drinking two sips of wine, he immediately got on top, and the fight was fun, but unfortunately he retreated before I broke through, and he hasn't come out yet."
"Okay, Fellow Daoist Ying," Lu Yan moved his knuckles, guessing that the other party should have just left the customs, and asked, "Do you know how many spirit stones are the hummingbirds you flew away with your first sword?"
Ying Sanliang suddenly turned her head, stretched her neck and looked at Lu Yan, with the words "Don't want me ass" written all over her face: "Aren't those just a few birds?"
Lu Yan flipped his hand, and took out a hummingbird from the storage bag. The hummingbird was small and exquisite, and it was made from something unknown. It looked like an ordinary bird, seamless.Lu Yan tapped the tip of the hummingbird's tail, and saw that the originally quiet bird's eyes lit up, its wings fluttered, and it flew into the sky.
Ying Sanliang gasped, and couldn't help moving himself out: "How many spirit stones?"
"It's not expensive," Lu Yan said with a smile, "one is only fifty high-grade spirit stones, and I usually put four of them to patrol the sky every day, a total of two hundred high-grade spirit stones."
Two hundred high-grade spirit stones! !
Ying Sanliang sat up in shock, he had never used so many spirit stones in his entire life: "Why don't you grab it!!"
Lu Yan signaled him not to be angry: "The hummingbird is considered a small head, I don't care much about the two hundred high-grade spirit stones, which is the two-day ration of the three brothers who are raised by my family."
The Divine Creation Sect is one of the richest sects in the cultivation world.
Ying Sanliang carefully recalled that before he retreated, the Divine Good Fortune Sect should not have been so rich and powerful.
For example, Fu Yi, who has been sparring with him, is so poor that he finds ways to gather wool to survive every day.
Lu Yan pointed to the mountain-protecting array behind him: "The Divine Creation Sect's mountain-protecting array is supplied by a whole spiritual vein. Do you think that what you hacked was a defensive net? No, Fellow Daoist, what you hacked are all spiritual stones."
Ying Sanliang is a casual cultivator, and has never seen what the spiritual vein looks like, so the sword in his hand struck first.
Lu Yan patted the puppet's thigh again: "This one is cheaper. The only thing that takes a lot of effort is the formation. If you use it less once, I have to draw it again. To be honest, the formation I drew by myself is actually not cheap."
Not only is it not cheap, the formation runes drawn by the uncle of the Divine Creation Zong Lu Bupo himself can be sold for sky-high prices outside.
Ying sniffed in twos and twos, feeling that he might have seen the end of his life: "Dare to ask who you are?"
In the future, I would like to have a thought about selling my body to work.
Lu Yan clasped his fists in salute: "The Divine Creation Sect, Lu Bupo."
Lu Bupo, the name is really familiar.
Ying pondered for a long time in twos and twos, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his frozen head.
"Lu Bupo, who discussed the Tao with Tianyan Sect?"
Lu Yan nodded: "It's me."
It was widely rumored in the outside world that Qiong Gufeng was talking about Taoism, and Yingsanliang listened to it, but he didn't know that Nima Qionggufeng was a mountain of the Divine Creation Sect!
Forgive Fuyi, she only wanted the mountain to sell the spirit stones for woolen wool, and she usually fights outside, no one knows that her mountain is called Qionggu Peak.
After all, which sword cultivator would name his place "Qiong Gu" without a heart!
Ying San struggled for the last time, his voice sounded trembling for some reason: "Fellow Daoist, I have something to ask."
Lu Yan flicked his sleeves: "At the request of fellow Taoists."
"What the hell is this big thing?"
Being caught with one hand by a puppet with his own sword, there is no answer, and he should die in twos and ones.
Lu Yan was stunned, eyes bent, and introduced: "Gundam, let me know."