Li Yixiao had roamed the Jianghu for more than ten years. He had seen and heard a lot. From the ignorant youth of the past to the Tian Luo of today, who gave the whole world headaches, he had experienced a lot of the Jianghu. There was love and hate, sincerity and deception.
He felt that it was still too early for him to have a child. Li Yixiao still felt that he was not ready to be a father, so he chose to avoid the topic of Nalan Que by joking around.
In those years, he sold fake medicine with others. In order to fill his stomach, he pretended to be coaxed into a multi-level marketing organization. In the end, he was kicked out because he ate too much.
After so long, Li Yixiao felt that he had to be prepared to welcome a new life.
Maybe one day, when he brought his child to his master's grave, he could proudly tell his master that he … wait a minute, where was his master's grave?!
Just as Li Yixiao was carefully recalling, Lü Shu had already returned home and started singing Twinkle Little Star. He and Mister Hai were in a truce. Both sides would rest and then fight for another 300 rounds.
Lü Shu did not believe that he could not deal with the sword spirit that Nie Ting had sent to disgust him.
In the wee hours of the morning, Lü Shu came to the yard to practice. This time, he did not use the wooden sword, but the Chengying.
After all, the Chengying would be his most convenient weapon in the future. It was better to familiarize himself with it during daily practice.
Just as Lv Shu was sweating profusely, Mister Sea suddenly appeared. His sleeves fluttered as he looked at Lv Shu and said coldly, "I didn't expect you to be willing to practice such a simple basic swordsmanship at this level, it's rare. But your swordsmanship is too ugly. If you beg me sincerely, I can teach you more. "
As he spoke, Mister Hai's arrogant expression was revealed. That was true arrogance.
Lü Shu rolled his eyes. He raised his hand and took out a potato from the Seal of Mountains and Rivers and started peeling it. Who the hell are you trying to point fingers at the world? Why do I have to beg you sincerely?
"If you beg me sincerely, I won't use Cheng Ying to do such things." Lv Shu chuckled.
"Negative emotion points from Mister Hai, + 399!"
Before Lü Shu could finish peeling a potato, Mister Sea had already returned to Cheng Ying.
But this matter was not over yet. Lü Shu felt that Mister Sea's sudden rebuke was simply reigniting the flames of war. He decisively began the process of dripping blood and peeling potatoes …
Lü Shu's face grew paler and paler. At the same time, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. All the Sword Spirits and Weapon Spirits were docile and obedient. Why was he the only one who kept causing trouble?
No, let's not talk about other things, but I can't be the scapegoat for Cheng Ying. This scapegoat must be Nie Ting!
…
Lü Shu's life in school suddenly calmed down completely. It was almost time for the final exams. Now that he was in his third year of high school, even the poor students who didn't study much in the past were trying to make an effort to see if there was any hope for them.
As for Lü Shu, he was like a separate existence from his classmates. He didn't plan to talk to anyone, and no one was willing to talk to him.
He just quietly repeated the knowledge he had learned. People like Lü Shu would never give up on any opportunity. If there was no Luoshen Cultivation Academy, he would go to a normal university. When he was fighting with Takashima Hirazu, he could not move his body, so he went to the snowy mountains. Even if he fell into the abyss, he would use his fingers to dig into the hard rock wall and climb up bit by bit.
In fact, Lü Shu was very optimistic. He would never really despair because of anything.
Occasionally, the students would get together to discuss the black market in Luoyang City and those rogue cultivators. A poor student laughed and said, "I only found out yesterday that one of my dad's friends is actually a rogue cultivator. When we were eating together, the rogue cultivator uncle said that actually, talent is not that important. Many rogue cultivators in Tengra's Earth Net do not have talent, but they can still cultivate. It's just that their cultivation is slower, but that doesn't mean they won't succeed. They can also find some resources to make up for it."
When Lü Shu heard this from not far away, he somewhat agreed. In fact, the era of talent was over. Many people in Tengra's Earth Net knew that there were more than six levels of talent. That was just set up by people.
It was not that those with worse talent could not cultivate, but that their cultivation was too slow, and Tengra's Earth Net did not care about them.
However, this rogue cultivator uncle of his was bragging a little. If cultivation resources were so easy to get, why would any rogue cultivator be willing to travel thousands of miles to sell spirit stones from abroad? Why did those people work so hard? Wasn't it to earn some money and exchange it for some cultivation resources?
The poor student laughed and said, "Originally, my dad wanted me to join the army if I can't get into university. After all, with my grades, there's definitely no hope. But now, my dad has changed his mind. He wants me to cultivate with this uncle!"
The students around them became envious. "Can we really cultivate? Why don't you tell your uncle to teach us too? "
Lü Shu could tell that his uncle probably had some cultivation methods that were not very good, but they were better than those that were purely awakened.
However, could these things be taught just by saying? Lü Shu suddenly thought that Tengra's Earth Net was slowly relaxing its control over rogue cultivators. Would it also hope for civilian cultivation to be more prosperous? After all, if there was a day when a war really broke out, there would still be some reserves that could be used. This was not something that Lü Shu could speculate about. In a situation where the general trend had been set, Tengra's Earth Net could do whatever it wanted.
The poor student was a little embarrassed, but he could not bring himself to do it. "Haha, I'll talk to my uncle. If he's willing to teach you, I'll bring you to see him."
"Is your uncle powerful?" someone asked curiously.
"You don't know about this, do you?" The poor student said proudly, "My uncle is now famous in the black market on National Highway 301. He's following Lord Zeng and the Venerable One!"
The group of students was stunned. Some time ago, there was a lot of discussion about this black market on the foundation, so many people knew that in fact, Lord Zeng was actually their Tengra Li Yixiao. If he really followed Tengra, that would be awesome. But who was the Venerable One?
"Has your uncle seen the Venerable One? I saw on the foundation's forum that some rogue cultivators said that the Venerable One's swordsmanship is unparalleled, but he's a young man. Is that true? "someone asked.
The poor student pretended to be mysterious. "You probably don't know about this. My uncle has seen the Venerable One with his own eyes. According to him, the Venerable One's first appearance was only a human skin mask. His real appearance is even younger. According to my uncle, he seems to be the same age as us."
"F * ck, it can't be, right? He's the same age as us, but he's already as powerful as Principal Li? "This news was really shocking.
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