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

Qingyun Taoist came quickly and walked quickly.

The purpose of coming here is to inform yourself that you want to inherit the position of the master.

Brother.

Lu Changsheng rubbed his temples. He had some melancholy. It was hard to imagine. What would happen if he was known to others?

I don't know whether it is still poisoned by Internet novels or not. Lu Changsheng is very uneasy now.

Although his master said so much, Lu Changsheng still understood that his master had such a high level, but others did not.

I seem to be so good, but I am afraid that more people are jealous of myself.

Thinking of the sand sculpture plots of the net novels, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Maybe I don't have talent in spiritual practice, but will I make achievements in other areas?"

Lu Changsheng secretly said.

Over the past three years, I have been practicing and meditating every day, but it is mediocre, but it does not mean that what I do is mediocre.

I am born to be useful, I am definitely not the protagonist of eating by face.

Now that the matter is over, Lu Changsheng can only think in another direction and make himself more comfortable.

Think again.

In the world of cultivation of immortals, it is not necessarily the best to practice. All roads lead to immortal paths. From ancient times to the present, alchemists have also become immortals and ancestors, and those of refining can also leave behind the stories of Baishi.

Lu Changsheng didn't believe it anymore.

This is definitely not in line with the protagonist's character.

"Go try alchemy, maybe there are other gains?"

Lu Changsheng made up his mind.

And at this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"Brother Changsheng!"

The sound is very melodious, like Ming Cui, or perhaps no culture. Lu Changsheng can only use Huang Li to describe the beautiful sound.

Outside the door, a woman in purple clothes quickly walked in.

The woman's face is absolutely beautiful, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is all over the country. The most striking thing is the purple hair on the waist, and a pair of bright eyes. As for the figure, that is the best. Not to mention the temperament, purple comes with nobleness, standing outside the door, like a fairy above the nine days, there is beauty and good that can't be said.

This is Ziyun, that is, the true disciple of Darrow Holy Land ranked second. In fact, if it is not that Darrow Holy Land does not have the first claim, this Ziyun is the master sister, and all the disciples in private are also called this way.

"I have seen a real person from Ziyun."

Lu Changsheng got up, he slowly opened his mouth, and was polite, but Ziyun said generously: "Brother Changsheng, how many times have you said that you are the close disciple of the teacher, that is, my brother, and I listen to me Master said, Master Zhang intends to make you a master brother, so you are my brother, I am your sister, if the long-lived brother does not dislike, call me sister Ziyun, it is not impossible, the word real person, it seems too Too rusty."

The noble and cold Ziyun, at this moment in front of Lu Changsheng, showed his daughter's posture, if outsiders see it, I'm afraid I will be speechless.

After all, this master, although he is the most beautiful in Zhongzhou, but the most famous is the courage. He once went to the East China Sea and surrendered a purple dragon as a mount. These methods have been spread all over the Xiuxian Realm. Noble and cold Yan is the world's evaluation of her. But now in front of Lu Changsheng, it seems so.

Sure enough, an old saying goes.

It's not that my sister is not tender, but that she hasn't met her sweetheart.

Lu Changsheng also knew Ziyun's feelings about himself, but the reason why he chose to be a little rusty was that Lu Changsheng didn't like Ziyun, but Lu Changsheng knew his situation well, so he didn't dare to mess up, especially now. Knowing that your qualifications are mediocre, it is even harder to start.

In case the other party said that she deceived her feelings and jumped on the Yellow River, Lu Changsheng dared to jump, fearing that the other party would find himself in trouble.

After all, Ziyun is only obsessed with appearance, not his own inner.

Alas, those who cultivate immortals are also vulgar.

"Sister Ziyun, what are you doing today?"

It wouldn't hurt to shout a sentence, and Ziyun really looks younger than herself, so there is nothing more to say.

"Can't you come to Brother Changsheng if you're okay?" Ziyun walked into the door, but didn't sit down directly. He seemed a little reserved.

"Sit." Lu Changsheng immediately greeted the other party, and then personally teased Ziyun: "I heard that the Langya Holy Realm is about to open, shouldn't Shimei prepare?"

Lu Changsheng took the lead in opening the conversation.

And Ziyun sat down, carrying a tea cup, and after tasting the fragrance of tea, he said again: "Langya Holy Realm is indeed a major event, but I am not anxious to practice this two days, and because Langya Holy Realm is imminent, I thought Come and see Brother, if you don’t come back, don’t you regret your life."

"Mo Yaoyao said nonsense, Shimei's mana is high and strong, and he is a dragon and phoenix among people. How can he never return."

Lu Changsheng immediately uttered a voice, even with a little bit of anger, like a brother.

This reprimand, if anyone said that the Lord was afraid that he would not be able to sit up immediately, but replaced it with Lu Changsheng, Ziyun real person not only did not have any anger, on the contrary, his eyes flashed with joy, and then looked at Lu Changsheng said: "Brother Changsheng, if I said that I really can't come back, would you miss me?"

Okay, very old-fashioned questions.

Although I haven't had much love in my previous life, the good news is that Lu Changsheng didn't pick a book when reading in his previous life. He read fantasy novels and romantic novels. Naturally, he also said some local love.

"Not to mention the impossible first, if such a thing really happened, Brother would plant a purple cloud tree for you, pray for you, not for the afterlife, just for this world, not for immortality, just for the red dust. You are back in the middle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changsheng couldn't help applauding himself.

The words of the ancients do not deceive me, knowledge is power, and it is never a bad thing to study more.

Indeed, as soon as Lu Changsheng finished his speech, the real person of Ziyun was stunned.

She just asked tentatively, but she never thought that her sweetheart actually said this.

Not to become a fairy, just to return you in the middle of red dust.

Cultivating a fairy world, everyone's dream is to become a fairy.

However, for his own sake, Lu Changsheng would rather not become a fairy, but also to wait for his return. These sweet words, said Ziyun was so numb that for a moment, he only felt the mist rising in front of him, and somehow wanted to cry.

But soon, Ziyun took a breath, she didn't cry, but just didn't want Brother Changsheng to see her like this.

Then Ziyun spread out the thin hands like sheep fat and white jade, and then a lotus flower with five colors appeared.

This is the five-color golden lotus.

Lu Changsheng knew at a glance what this thing was.

In the past three years, in the process of boredom cultivation, Lu Changsheng also made up a lot of information about cultivation of immortals, and also knew what this thing was.

This kind of thing, even the Dala Holy Land, cannot be brought out.

How can this Ziyun sister in front of you be?

Lu Changsheng was shocked.

and.

What does it mean?

give to me?

Let me eat soft rice?

Are you humiliating?

Am I Lu Changsheng?

Thoughts appeared in my mind, but soon, the voice of Sister Ziyun rang.