What I mean is that of course I want to be the city lord.

As the city lord, I guess I will not lack money for immortals. The sword cultivation is recognized as a bottomless pit, and all the treasures consumed can accumulate into mountains.

However, Jiang Yunsheng has only been the lord of Shenxiao City for a few years. Generally speaking, according to the old rules of Bai Yujing, this means that the city lord will not be replaced at a short time of hundreds of years or at a long time of thousands of years. However, the deputy city lord is still a little hopeful. As soon as there is no such a lord as a city lord.

Bu is a pit, not to mention that as long as the reasons are sufficient and the two masters can nod at the same time, it is not impossible to make temporary purchases.

Lu Chen liked Fang Ai's words, saying whatever he wanted, without being pretentious, and asked with a smile: "I have a brilliant plan, do you want to hear it?"

Fang Ai quickly toasted and left one by himself.

Lu Chen's face was mysterious, gritted his teeth and only said one word popped out: "Hut up!"

Fang Ai pulled the corner of his mouth, Master Lu taught you that this is nonsense.

If I could survive three to five thousand years of Taoism, I would not be able to become the lord of the city, the twelfth floor of Baiyujing Five Cities, and the landlord.

If you really have sincerity, let me go to Nanhua City, where you teach you, and be the deputy city lord. As long as you dare to do this, do you think I dare to be it.

Lu Chen asked, "Do you miss your hometown?"

Fang Ai said truthfully: "Occasionally."

Lu Chen seemed to be a little surprised and smiled and said, "It's just occasionally?"

The young sword cultivator nodded and said, "It's just occasionally."

I don’t miss it often, but every time I think about it occasionally, I think it especially.

Lu Chen gently patted the table with his palm, "Yes, this kind of longing is called homesickness."

Senior Brother Yu is like Chen Ping'an who has been to Shujian Lake but has never stayed in Shujian Lake.

No one can keep Yu Dou in the quagmire of people's hearts. This was the case before, but I believe it will be the same in the future.

Lu Chen once wrote a picture of the embroidered tiger for his junior brother named Shanqing, and set up a question-and-heart-questioning bureau similar to Shujianhu.

Unfortunately, the answer given by Shan Qing seemed inappropriate in Lu Chen's opinion, neither looked like Senior Brother Yu nor Chen Ping'an.

This disappointed Lu Chen, but after all, he personally led the door to Baiyujing. If he didn't want to leave, he would just leave. So Shanqing, the junior brother, was thrown into the world of colorful by Lu Chen.

Lu Chen put down the wine bowl, placed one hand on the table, stretched his legs, and gently knocked on each other, making him look extremely bored.

Dong Huafu asked, "President Lu, in the city, everyone said that the White Bone Real Person who entered the candidate is one of your clones?"

Lu Chen immediately sat upright, shook his clothes, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "That's not it."

Dong Huafu said, "Then can you beat Yu Dou?"

Lu Chen quickly took the bowl and took a sip of wine, and waved his hand quickly, "I can't beat you, but I can't beat you. Senior Brother Yu is really invincible, and it's not the name he blew out. Everyone is in the world. Since they are people in the world, they can only give the wrong name and never give the wrong nickname."

Dong Huafu asked, "Is Master Lu a sword cultivator?"

Lu Chen thought about it and was half of his family, so he confessed to him and reached out to block his mouth, "My swordsmanship is not pure enough and cannot be considered a real sword cultivator."

Dong Huafu asked again: "In addition to Bai Gu Zhenren, among the twenty candidates, is there any clone of the leader Lu?"

Lu Chen laughed and said, "You guess."

Damn, I can't answer any questions any more.

If Dong Heitan continues to ask about this, he will completely reveal his true feelings.

At this moment, a woman in the palace dress came slowly, smiling and smiling, her eyes were filled with tears, and she murmured: "The ruthless man, the unfaithful man, isn't it okay?"

Lu Chen glanced at the woman, jumped up, put his hands on his hips and began to scold the other party for being too immoral and spitting everywhere. The drink was just in vain.

However, Lu Chen's swearing words were all some ancient words that Dong Huafu and Fang Ai couldn't understand.

The woman stopped and reached out to Lu Chen, with a sad face, "Lu Lang, I have nothing to ask for, I just want to give my heart back."

Lu Chen waved his sleeves and said, "Stop making trouble."

The woman changed her figure accordingly, which was described by an old Taoist priest.

Fang Ai was startled, as if he was... Daozu?!

I have seen a picture hanging on the wall in the ancestors’ hall of Shenxiao City.

Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know how to live or die."

So the old Taoist priest became a middle-aged Taoist priest again.

Lu Chen sighed, "If you want to fight, please do whatever you want."

But Lu Chen quickly added, "I will take Senior Brother Yu again."

In the end, "this person" became a dull boy and wanted to get wine. However, when he walked outside the abbot of the stone table, he seemed to encounter an invisible wall. It bent his fingers, knocked on the layer of prohibition, and nodded, "Lu Chen is indeed proficient in Buddhism."

Lu Chen reminded: "Don't be more greedy."

It nodded and said, "It's easy to say."

Those who practice Taoism want to maintain their original hearts are like ghosts maintaining a little true nature and spiritual light.

Whether it is a human, a ghost or an immortal, it is just like a small boat swimming across the sea. There is a ballast stone. As a divine needle for the Taoist heart, in layman's terms, it is an obsession, which is to practice the act of "carving a boat and seeking a sword". Moreover, according to the mental method passed down by the first "Taoist" in the world, it maintains its "nature" and extends several Taoist veins with different origins and flows.

And this demon transformed from the outside world, the roots and feet of the great Taoist, to a certain extent, is a kind of "shadow" summarized by the Taoist priest, or all the practitioners of Taoism!

A dark room for thousands of years, an oil-saving lamp.

It laughed and said, "You talk about you."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Let's continue."

Fang Ai's heart was tense, but Dong Hua's fuxin was still big, and continued to ask: "There is a catching pavilion on the other side of the Upside-English Mountain. The Upside-English Mountain is Yu Dou's mountain seal. It's only a few steps away, why don't you go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Hearing this question, Fang Ai also pricked up his ears and waited for Lu Chen's answer.

Dong Huafu’s implication is very simple. Since he is really invincible, why don’t he go to our Sword Qi Great Wall and find the old sword immortal to fight. If he wins, who dares not recognize your nickname?

Lu Chen quickly poured himself a bowl of wine, and he had to suppress his shock first. This question is difficult to answer.

Why does this Dong Heitan always ask such tricky questions?

Lu Chen sips a wine and drinks it slowly, feeling that one sip of wine can drink for a day.

Dong Huafu said, "Since you don't want to answer, just drink."

Lu Chen sighed: "It's very embarrassing to join the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the Dao."

Fang Ai interrupted and asked, "Does Master Yu feel that if you don't take advantage of the land, you will suffer a loss?"

Lu Chen shook his head, "It's not a matter of whether to suffer losses or not. Senior Brother Yu can't beat him, so he will definitely lose."

"But Senior Brother Yu is not afraid of losing, so he doesn't go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. If you misunderstand this, then you will underestimate Senior Brother Yu too much."

"In this life, Senior Brother Yu is asking for a word of loss. He will fight with great joy and be sincere and admit defeat."

"It's just that once Senior Brother Yu let go of his hands and steps and really asks about the sword with the old sword immortal, the consequences will be too great and the involvement will be too wide."

Dong Huafu asked, "Can Yu Dou cut open the city wall with one sword?"

Lu Chen shook his head, "I can't do it."

The reason why the great ancestor of Yueshan was able to do this was because Chen Qing had to hand over that sword to help Feishengcheng to the Five Colorful World.

Just looking at the later moves by several sword immortals together, you will know how difficult this way to cross the world is.

Chen Qing was under the nose of the wild demon clan. He did this. Jiazibao was not without consideration and deduction. After all, it was a result and could not be stopped.

Whoever stops whoever dies may be the only one who can do it. The only one who is well-off with Wen Hai may be considered an exception.

But these two have longer-term plans. It is impossible to take action, and they both directly confront Chen Qing.

Just like the sword cultivator in the world, the highest swordsmanship and swordsmanship, who stand on tiptoe, can only reach Chen Qingdu's shoulders. How can you fight, how can you ask about the sword?

Dong Huafu hesitated for a moment, as if he guessed what Dong Huafu was thinking. Lu Chen smiled and said, "That person, this is a good question."

Among the ten heroes of the world ten thousand years ago, there was a sword cultivator.

In the past, this person had the best swordsmanship, high sword skills, great killing power, strong defense, and the many quality ranks of flying swords in his native world. They were all the words "most"!

Lu Chen curled his lips towards the demon who was transformed from outside the ban, indicating that this guy had witnessed the sword-making style with his own eyes.

In the Battle of Heaven, there were three main routes in total, and this sword cultivator was responsible for leading one path.

It smiled and said, "Isn't it still dead."

Lu Chen rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, hey, be careful, be kind."

It asked with a smile, "Do you want to see that scroll?"

Lu Chen stood up and "Let's go together."

It shook its head, and its body gradually dissipated, and said sarcastically: "Lu Chen, the Mud Bodhisattva crosses the river, so it's better to be busy with your own affairs."

In the remote area of ​​Youzhou, there is a small Taoist temple called Zhuxu Temple in the county town.

A gust of breeze, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown appeared out of thin air on the street. The nameless Taoist temple in front of him was naturally empty, leaving only an empty shelf as a decoration. Lu Chen looked up at the plaque of the Taoist temple, pouring the tiles into the empty space, taking more than enough to make up for the shortcomings. Well, it is not bad, and it is a bit knowledgeable. At first glance, it is the "self" work. If you hold the way of raising everything and sucking it, you can avoid the regret of the dragon and the fault of the universe. Good meaning, good omen...

Lu Chen laughed at himself and said, "It's just a step slower."

As soon as he stomped his feet, Lu Chen shook his sleeves, raised his hand, calculated his fingers, and began to curse, "Old Gao, Lao Gao, you are so old, why should you trespass the muddy waters? You are really not afraid of losing your integrity in your later years. You are waiting. It is best to hide in the Huayang Palace as a turtle. Don't be found by Xiaodao outside the mountain, otherwise you have to spray your face with spit... Hey, you are really outside the mountain. Lao Gao, you are tall enough, you really look down on Xiaodao at all. Good guys, they all bully Xiaodao's temper. If you have the ability, go fight with Senior Brother Yu. Just picking up soft persimmons and pinching them, what a hero!"
To be continued...