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

Red peak.

At this moment.

Lu Changsheng deeply understood how bad it was to lie.

Someone said that lies are like snowballs. When they roll down, the snowballs will only get bigger and bigger until they are melted by the sun.

Do you blame Liu Qingfeng?

It is not necessary, after all, it is a lie of yourself.

The only thing you can do right now is to keep your scalp intact.

Because people don't want to believe, the name of a bandit is called Mu Zhi, and people are more willing to believe in Zhang Mazi.

Alas, regardless of whether you want it or not.

Lu Changsheng was too lazy to use his brain, and he only hoped that tomorrow's Daluo ceremony would not make out any moths.

Time passed little by little.

Soon, it was time.

According to the arrangement of Da Luo Festival.

When Lu Chang gave birth to a child, he went to Dalu Xianchi to bathe and change clothes.

Burn incense and pray when you are ugly.

Yin Shi and Mao Shi rested quietly in the Da Luo Palace.

At this time, we will go to the Temple of Heaven.

The festival can basically end the festival.

Childhood.

Da Luo Xian Chi.

Lu Changsheng soaked in the fairy pond, feeling the warm pool water washing his body, making Lu Changsheng can not help but make a sound!

This pool has a magical effect. If there is an injury, soaked in the pool, it will be resurrected in one hour.

If it's okay, if you take a bubble bath here, you can speed up your cultivation.

It is a pity that only the important people in Daluo Xianchi can soak on important occasions. Lu Changsheng can’t wait to soak in the pond every day, and don’t go there.

"Brother! Brother!"

Soon, footsteps sounded, it was Liu Qingfeng who came.

In the fairy pond, the air was filled with mist and water, and Lu Changsheng looked at Liu Qingfeng trotting all the way and could not help but slowly open his mouth.

"You rumored outside?"

In a word, the joyful Liu Qingfeng froze instantly.

"Rumor? What rumor?"

Liu Qingfeng didn't know what happened yet. He went to his house and was busy with a lot of things. After listening to his father's teaching, he didn't know what happened.

"Now the sect gates are going up and down, all are telling me that today is about to soar in daylight, don't you know?"

Lu Changsheng said, he would like to know the idea of ​​this rumor little expert.

"Daytime soaring? Brother, I'm wrong, I'm so tight-lipped, really!"

For this kind of thing, Liu Qingfeng absolutely does not admit it. In the absence of iron evidence, he does not suffer such losses.

Lu Changsheng has nothing to say, nor is it a very important thing, it will be passed on after it is passed, and it will not suffer anyway.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Changsheng continued to ask.

"Oh, brother, I came here to give my brother clothes on the order of the palm master."

Liu Qingfeng explained the intention.

"Well, just put your clothes here."

To become a master brother, it is natural to dress better. Before wearing the robe of the disciple of the inner door, it is now to be sealed as a master brother. Naturally, it is necessary to improve the image.

"Yes, then Brother Shi will not disturb Brother."

Soon, Liu Qingfeng waved his hand, and several jade boxes appeared outside the fairy pond.

There are four jade boxes in total.

In the first jade box, there was a white and blue robe embroidered with unicorn.

In the second jade box, there are a pair of Qingyun day boots.

In the third jade box, there is a Qingyun gold silk belt.

In the fourth jade box, there is a white jade seven-star crown.

Lu Changsheng knew what this was.

The famous Daluo Qingyun Qilin suit is the Daluo Holy Land. It is a suit made by hundreds of elders in 1911.

No matter the material,

Let's just say that the unicorn on the robe is made by the famous, Qixiu Palace's ingenious hands, and it is sewed by hand. Every silk is a silk spit out by thousands of years of ice silkworms, and a silk can be worth tens of thousands of pounds of spirit stone.

A robe is enough to buy a third-class sect.

And these things are the best magic weapon, such as the Qingyun Kirin robe. If it encounters danger, the Kirin will recover and resist the Yuanying strong man’s full blow, the boots are even more amazing, only a ray of aura is required to urge, You can reach the speed.

There is also the belt, which can store the aura of heaven and earth. If the aura of oneself is insufficient, the belt will directly infuse a large amount of aura into Dantian.

As for the jade crown, there are also particularities about engraving the seven stars, which can absorb the power of the Big Dipper and accelerate training.

It can be said that everything is valuable.

This is the Holy Land handwriting.

After half an hour, Lu Changsheng came out of the fairy pond, and all the water droplets on his body evaporated automatically and turned into water mist.

As soon as he raised his hand, Qingyun Qilin's robe seemed to be spiritually intelligent, soaring directly, he put it on automatically, and did not need Lu Chang's vivid hands at all.

The robe has two layers, but it is very light, and it is worn on the body. It is warm in winter and cool in summer and emits fragrance.

Soon the Qingyun gold silk belt automatically bound, and the jade crown also took off, automatically binding Lu Changsheng.

After raising the foot, the boots were also worn.

Very good, Lu Changsheng is satisfied with nine points, the only point is that there is no flash, it seems that there is no enhancement of thirteen.

Of course, even if it can flash, Lu Changsheng will not do that.

Because it is too wise, his temperament is indifferent and dusty, and the too bells and whistles are not in line with himself.

Low-key is king.

But soon, Lu Changsheng walked out of Xianchi.

Liu Qingfeng outside the fairy pond waited quietly.

Hearing footsteps, Liu Qingfeng looked up.

But it is just this rise.

Liu Qingfeng lost his mind instantly.

The water mist filled.

Like a fairyland.

Lu Changsheng walked out slowly, like a fairy in the dust, the facial features were exquisite to perfection, the eight-foot body, one more point was fat, and one less point was thin, a pair of eyes seemed to see the sea and the fields, indifferent to the world.

Now wearing Qingyun Qilin robe, it is more vividly showing the Taoist fairy style.

If you are holding a flying sword, it is the sword fairy who demons the demon.

If you hold a volume of scriptures, it is the Confucian saint in the world.

If you hold a war halberd, it is the invincible god.

Every move, one word and one action, one look, one look, show the fairy style.

Perhaps this is the case with immortals.

Or perhaps, ordinary fairies do not have such extraordinary and dust.

At this moment, Liu Qingfeng thoroughly understood why the head teacher should choose him as his brother.

"Fresh breeze, I have met Brother."

When he came back to God, Liu Qingfeng's face was serious.

"Burn incense and pray."

Lu Changsheng spoke, crossing Liu Qingfeng.

Today is the grand ceremony.

It's okay to laugh a little bit on weekdays.

But in this kind of day, we still need to be more serious, otherwise, we will not be unified.