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  Everyone wants a good student as a disciple, and Lu Shui Wu is no exception. Not to mention that he is a 100-year-old jindan and he doesn't owe anything, so he needs a disciple inorder for him to leave a legacy. And most importantly, he is pleasing to the eye!  In his life, Lu Shuiwu has really ever seen a few people pleasing to the eye! Noticing Lu Shuiwu's vacillation, Feng Zhaobai smiled and waved to Changsheng: "Changsheng right? Come let me see how your good aptitude is, whether it is enough for you to be Shuiwu's apprentice."  Changsheng: "..." is he calling a dog!  "Come on!" Feng Zhaobai called a second time. But in the second call and the second look, the killing intent pervaded again.  Lu Shuiwu patted Feng Zhaobai's hand, and said displeasedly: "If you want to mess around, I won't let you go!"  Seeing that Lu Shuiwu was unhappy, Feng Zhaobai immediately said: "Okay, okay, I won't quarrel with him, let'

  Outside, Feng Zhaobai seemed to be aware of the change in Lu Shuifu's state of mind, and while he had been clearly intent on killing him earlier, a laugh now came from him:  "You have been enlightened, I'm glad.”  He was referring to Lu Shuifu's sudden epiphany. Lu Shuiwu thought for a while, pinched Chang Sheng's hand, and wrote: "How do we deal with this old devil?"  Changsheng wrote: "We'll see what we can do, if we can't kill him, we'll have to run!” Lu Shui Wu looked at him with anger and almost crushed Changsheng's palm: "I've never fled without a fight in my life! You might have no shame, but I still have shame!" "Ancestor!" Changsheng cried out in pain, and continued to write: "Everything is shit if you die!" Lu Shuiwu took a few deep breaths before shaking off Changsheng's hand.  Changsheng gasped, feeling that Lu Shuiwu was really hard to serve.  After a long pause looking out at the c

  Changsheng listened, and felt a bit dumbfounded at Feng Zhaobai's behavior. His partner had an explosive temper, he could have been suffering from prenatal depression. Naturally, he wanted to pamper him. It was true that he couldn’t fight back even if he wanted to.  But the most important thing is Lu Shuiwu's intuition as a cultivator!  Whenever a cultivator’s intuition sends out an alarm, it can't be taken lightly.   Chang Sheng is also a man who follows his instincts. He has avoided his master's ass-kicking many times by relying on his intuition!  So he believed in Lu Shuiwu's intuition!  Chang Sheng asked the bird: "What do you think, Xiaoniao?"  Xiao niao flapped its wings and said, "I don't understand the twists and turns of your human race."  Changsheng took out a Qingming Talisman from his storage bag, and patted it Lu Shuiwu's chest with his palm.  He then took out a few other talismans, such as a concentration talisman and a so

  He slept for two days and two nights, and only woke up when his body had almost recovered and his deficient spiritual energy had been replenished. As soon as he woke up, the green defence net of the twig sword was withdrawn and he tapped Xiao niao's head to make it recover, just then Lu Shui Wu, who was meditating next door, appeared in front of his bed.  "You scared me!" Chang Sheng was shocked by the sudden appearance of his spiritual breath. Xiao niao shook its feathers and loosened its stiff body and wings it squinted its eyes to feel the spiritual power flowing from Changsheng, it felt so comfortable that it’s fluffy feathers and turned into a ball shape. Lu Shuiwu swept his spiritual consciousness at Changsheng, and Changsheng swept his at him too.  It took a while for Lu Shuifu to speak up, his tone strangely torn. "I will ask you a question and If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll kill you a few thousand times just for the effort I'v

  There was an immortal market in ChuFeng City. Chang Sheng had been delayed for a long time by his beloved rune formations and only when he was satisfied did he fix his clothes and tie his hair, and took Xiao niao out for a stroll. The most important task of the twig sword was still to act as a cane, so Changsheng walked slowly along the streets where the cultivators came and went, slowly sweeping his consciousness around and around, whispering to Xiao niao all the way. When he finished sweeping one stall, he went on to look at the next stall, strolling slowly, spending most of the day without finishing the street. He and Xiao niao squatted in front of a rag on the street whose corner was held down by four small stones.  Behind the rags was an old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes half-opened, looking drowsy.  Chang Sheng squatted in front of the rags, picked up some ugly ores, touched this and that, and the old man didn't chase anyone after touching for a long time.  "How m

  He was only fifteen years old, after all, and his health was really bad. After a few hours of concentrating on breaking the formation, he exhausted his energy and fell asleep on the bed with his head tilted and his hands stretched out.  He slept very deeply and didn't even dream at all, this was completely different from normal cultivators. He slept until he woke up naturally, he took a nice bath, put on a small coat and loosened his hair, then went to the study to practice drawing runes, and after practicing the runes, he went on to solving formations. This was the case for many days.  Xiao Niao stood on the window sill, shaking its feathers and turning them into a fluffy ball-like shape. The warm glow of the sun in the sky over the city made it feel drowsy. When the talisman is being drawn, there is always spiritual energy coming out. This energy is naturally clean and pure. Xiao Niao took a deep breath from it, and its feathers started glowing. The big courtyard is also differ

  “Stop,” a felling of being licked on his face made him twitch in his sleep, he slowly woke up and found two cute green eyes looking at him curiously. He slowly got up and looked around him only to see that he was in an old building with no roof, windows or a door. “Ace,” “Yes master Anhin,” almost immediately he called a voice sounded in his ear. “Where are we?” The area was silent for a while before an answer was given. “According to my calculation we are approximately two thousand years into the future on one of the abandoned planets of the interstellar,” “How did this happen,” he asked not disturbed by the fact he jumped time. “One of your colleagues messed with the machine during the experiment and the lab blew up, since my chip was in your body the energy from the blast my code and your soul merge and also allowed me to cut a rift in space and I then brought you here,” “Who am İ?” “Silvian Sisil, the eldest son of the Sisil family,” “He’s weak,” “All the strong vessels were inco