I'm the MC, Why Do I Suck at Cultivation

Chapter 150

At the banquet.

After Linglong's holy master left, everyone began to be unscrupulous. They toasted one by one, and their words sounded good. They were all talents. Lu Changsheng drank hard for an hour.

Fortunately, the wine is not intoxicating.

However, Lu Changsheng knows why Tang Monk left his daughter's country and insisted on going west.

Think about it. Countless women surround you and say something ugly. At the beginning, you will be surprised, excited and happy, but soon you will be insensitive, silent and miserable.

So Linglong holy land can't stay.

After tomorrow's birthday, leave early if you can leave early.

However, what does it mean for Linglong to pat himself on the shoulder three times just now?

Boast of being handsome and talented?

Or let yourself refuel?

Lu Changsheng always feels that something is wrong. It seems that there is another mystery.

At the banquet.

Lu Changsheng thought about it while drinking.

Until midnight.

Lu Changsheng suddenly a spirit.

He thought of it.

Isn't this the bridge section in journey to the west?

Bodhi patted Sun Wukong's head three times and asked Sun Wukong to come to him at midnight?

Hiss!

Has Lord Linglong seen the journey to the west?

Well, it shouldn't be possible.

Should this just be a casual pat on the shoulder?

But what if you really let yourself pass?

Just what do you do in the middle of the night?

Eat below?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help thinking again.

Until the time of the scandal, Lu Changsheng was too drunk to leave.

However, when he said that he was very drunk, all the exquisite disciples got up one by one and scrambled to send Lu Changsheng back.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Lu Changsheng pulled on qianyunrou.

Insist on letting qianyunrou send him.

Qianyunrou also gave face, nodded and got up to send Lu Changsheng back.

After saying goodbye to the crowd, Lu Changsheng walked out of the hall.

A cool wind blew, which made people calm and sober.

Qian yunrou didn't speak all the way.

At this moment, the exquisite holy land is very peaceful, and everything sounds when night falls.

There was not even a sound of insects, which made people feel much quieter.

Along the way, Lu Changsheng was thinking about what it meant to pat Linglong on his shoulder three times.

Are you going to find her in the third watch?

Did you bring it yourself, or did Linglong the LORD have it ready?

Lu Changsheng fell into all kinds of wishful thinking.

So, soon, after half a column of incense, Lu Changsheng came to his residence.

"Elder martial brother Lu, have a rest earlier. Tomorrow is master's birthday. I hope elder martial brother Lu can keep up his spirit."

Qian yunrou said calmly.

"OK, younger martial sister Qian, have a good rest."

Lu Changsheng nodded, then watched Qian yunrou leave, and walked into the house.

The room is clean and tidy, and it also emits a faint fragrance.

Lying on the soft bed, Lu Changsheng looked at the top of the bed and thought about some things.

It has been more than three months since this trip down the mountain. The scenes in my mind flash as if they happened yesterday, but in fact, it has been three months.

Lu Changsheng had to sigh that time passed so fast.

I don't know how Qingfeng is now.

Lu Changsheng had some worries, but when he thought that Qingfeng had taken all the Lingshi away, inexplicably, he hoped that Qingfeng had better suffer. Fortunately, he went to a barren land where Lingshi couldn't be spent.

Think about it like this. Lu Changsheng's mood is a little comfortable.

After thinking about Liu Qingfeng, Lu Changsheng couldn't help thinking of the three last taps on the shoulder of Linglong Holy Lord.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Lu Changsheng frowned.

But in my mind, I couldn't help but think of the exquisite face of the Lord.

Very beautiful and temperament.

If only I were five thousand years younger.

Linglong is good at everything. You can't pick out thorns in terms of appearance, character and figure.

But the only thing is age.

However, when you think about it carefully, although the exquisite Lord is 6000 years old, his state of mind is very young. More importantly, this is the world of cultivating immortals, not ordinary dust.

For a normal friar, he can live for at least tens of thousands of years. If he is like Taoist Qingyun, there is no problem living for 20000 years.

In other words, from the perspective of Linglong God, she is actually only 30 years old.

It's like Linglong saint. Now she hid in the cave and closed it. A thousand years have passed since she came out.

From a biological point of view, it is indeed a thousand years old, but from a rational point of view, it is still sixteen or seven years old.

Just like the immortal on the higher plane, it may be tens of thousands of years after sleeping.

Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, we really don't look at age, because if we really age, the skin will still wrinkle and the blood gas will decline.

At present, Linglong Holy Lord is really a woman in her early thirties.

The best time is also the most mature time.

Eh? Why should I think about these questions?

Lu Changsheng was stunned. He found that he didn't know how to think about this?

That's not right.

Just then, a voice sounded slowly.

"If you don't sleep at night, what are you thinking?"

The sound sounded.

Subconsciously, Lu Changsheng said, "I'm wondering if Linglong has poisoned me... Eh?"

In an instant, Lu Changsheng jumped up from his bed.

Then a figure appeared in the room.

It's Linglong.

Wearing a white silk gauze dress, yes, it's a gauze dress. It looks very soft and smooth, and it's very simple to wear on the body.

"Lord?"

Lu Changsheng was a little surprised.

Why do you suddenly appear in your room at night?

What do you want to do?

Lu Changsheng's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Why? Call me the Lord?"

Linglong opened his mouth, and his eyes were full of a smile. He looked at Lu Changsheng and said.

Huh? No, what's the name of the Lord?

"Elder, what's the matter in the middle of the night? Younger generation... May have to rest."

Lu Changsheng was slightly embarrassed and didn't answer Linglong's question.

"Come and see martial nephew Changsheng. I'm not satisfied. But your master told me to take good care of you. After all, he's only your apprentice. If I neglect it a little, with your master's temper, I'll be in trouble before flying."

Linglong joked the Lord.

"The elder joked."

Lu Changsheng smiled.

However, Linglong Holy Lord walked slowly to Lu Changsheng, followed by a smile in his eyes, some playful, and some different from others.

"Changsheng, although I'm 6000 years older than you, I've been practicing in seclusion for more than 5900 years. If I really want to count, I'm only 30 years old. You're talking about predecessors one by one, even on formal occasions. Shouting like this in private is really calling me old. Should I change my name?"

Linglong said so. At the same time, he was very close. An unspeakable fragrance penetrated into his nose. It smelled very good and made people itch.

Lu Changsheng has some scalp numbness.

Lord, I can't hold it!

No kidding!

However, at the next moment, Linglong Holy Lord smiled, flicked Lu Changsheng's eyebrows, and then said, "well, tell you something serious."

Hoo!

The sound sounded, and Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at the next moment, Linglong Lord lay directly on the bed, supported his head with his left hand, patted the bed and said, "come, sit and talk."

Lu Changsheng was confused.

Is that what you're talking about?

You humiliate me again?

Good!

Lord, you forced me.

Although Lu Changsheng is a gentleman, I can't stand this tone.

Just the next moment, the voice of Linglong Holy Lord sounded slowly, which stunned Lu Changsheng.

"Do you know who wanted to kill you in the holy land of yin and Yang that day?"