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

"I am the exquisite Lord Lord, one month later, there will be a five-thousand-year-old birthday, and specially invited Lu Changsheng and Master Lu's nephew to come to the banquet."

The soft voice spread from a distant place to Shumen Holy Land.

This is a woman's voice, very nice.

However, the sound rang, causing an uproar.

Lord Linglong was the first female nun in the world.

At that time, it was known as the top ten in the world of Xiuxian Realm, but never had any relationship with any monk in his life, even the Taoist.

Such a fairy, I don’t know how many monks are pursuing. Many of the holy places’ holy masters were once admirers of the exquisite holy master.

Now that such an existence exists, she has actively invited Lu Changsheng to participate in her birthday. Is there any mystery in it?

To know the exquisite Holy Land, basically no outsiders are received, especially some big celebrations, which are closed to celebrate.

However, this time, Lord Linglong invited Lu Changsheng to Linglong Holy Land.

This is an anecdote in the world, and it has attracted countless envy.

Under the sword mountain.

After Lu Changsheng heard these words again, the whole person was stunned.

Five thousand years old?

Invite yourself to feast?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help thinking of what Langya Fairy said to himself in a flash.

"In the fairy world, there are many old witches who have lived for tens of thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, and all of them are mad and mad. We beautiful men like us must be careful."

If it was the invitation of Linglong Saint, Lu Changsheng really didn't feel anything.

However, there is something weird at the invitation of Lord Linglong.

What if you covet your beauty?

What should I do if I ask myself if I don’t work hard at my birthday?

Xu Jian on the side didn't notice the difference of Lu Changsheng, but instead showed an envious color: "I heard that Linglong Lord is the best in the world. Many people have never seen this fairy. I didn't expect Brother Lu to be able to With such a fate, witness the side of Lord Linglong!

Xu Jian said with emotion.

However, Lu Changsheng was helpless.

"But... this Holy Lord is five thousand years old."

Just saying this, Xu Jian immediately shook his head and said: "Brother Lu, this is a bad word, I am waiting for a monk, the realm is behind, sometimes it takes hundreds of years or even thousands of years to meditate. What is the year?"

"And Brother Lu doesn't know, the so-called female college sent three hundred elixir, female college three thousand, ranked in the fairy class."

"I don't have this opportunity, if it does!"

Xu Jian came to an abrupt end.

There are unspeakable expectations and desires in his eyes.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng froze.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jian actually had such an idea.

It's really knowing people, knowing faces and not knowing.

A red wedding invitation flew from a million miles away.

Fall into the hands of Lu Changsheng.

This is an invitation for the five thousand year old birthday of Lord Linglong.

The post is gold-plated and looks very luxurious. There are also some heavy ones. Lu Changsheng received the Qiankun ring and went to the Shumen Holy Land with Xu Jian.

At this moment, the disciples of Shumen Holy Land have been waiting for a long time.

Hundreds of thousands of sword repair disciples appeared at the mountain gate with mighty power. With the arrival of Lu Changsheng, a loud and loud voice sounded.

"I've seen Brother Lu!"

They shouted loudly that this sentence also came from the heart and heart.

The disciples of Shumen are all Jianxiu, and Lu Changsheng has proved that the sword sword fairy road in the world means that Lu Changsheng has come to the forefront. How can they be disrespectful?

How do they disrespect?

Lu Changsheng was calm, nodding with a smile, even if he had seen it.

"Hahaha, Master Lu's nephew! I haven't seen it for a long time. When I see you again, Master Lu's nephew is still so beautiful."

It was at this time that a group of old men came out of the Shumen Hall. These are the upper floors of the Shumen Holy Land. They smiled and walked out with red lights. I didn’t know they thought they were returning.

However, Lu Changsheng somehow felt a little hairy in his heart.

Take away the ten peerless sword fairy embryos of Jianshan by yourself, this group of old glass is not a bit angry?He even looked at himself with a smile, and there was always a strange feeling in his eyes.

This is weird.

Assuming that it is someone else, take the ten peerless immortal sword embryos in the Daluo Holy Land. Regardless of whether the fairy sword is an unowned thing, as long as it is in the Daluo Holy Land, Qingyun Daoist people can never make the other party take it so easily.

Even according to the personality of Qingyun Taoist people, it would be impossible to break jade rather than crush it.

Although crows in the world may not be generally black, these old glasses should not be any better?

"Have seen the uncles! Have seen the Lord!"

Lu Changsheng is now respectful and respectful. Although his inner thoughts are messy, on the bright side, Lu Changsheng did not make any difference in etiquette.

Etiquette is what is most valued by the decent.

They believe that a qualified monk should not only have cultivation, but also have the ambition to cultivate literature and great courtesy.

A person who has no self-cultivation, no knowledge, no etiquette, and no moral character, even if he has a high level of realm, is nothing but a reckless man.

Bravery and strategy are kings.

However, most of the monks did not like to read when they were young, and they always felt that reading was too cumbersome, so in the early practice, they were desperate to improve the state. Improve yourself.

That's why many young monks, when they encounter shocking events, often just breathe a sigh of relief, instead of telling the reason for such extraordinary and shocking idioms.

Not only did Lu Changsheng look handsome, but he also had no fault in terms of etiquette.

The Lord of Shumen and other elders had to be filled with emotion.

"Longevity teacher nephew, why did you come to my Shumen suddenly?"

The Lord Shumen opened his mouth and came to Lu Changsheng with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what's going on, but when it was teleported, all of a sudden, I came near the Shumen Holy Land."

Lu Changsheng will definitely not go to mention the things in Langya's secret realm.

The Lord of Shumen didn't care why Lu Changsheng suddenly appeared in the territory of Shumen. Anyway, as long as people came, everything would be fine.

"The teleportation method of the Yin-Yang Holy Land is almost terrible. The longevity teacher and nephew, this time can be tired of you. Is it comfortable and uncomfortable to live in the Holy City? Did the person with long eyes offend you? If anything, I will let my apprentice, who is not a weapon, help you out of this evil spirit."

The Saints of Shumen are full of concern, and their degree of concern is not weaker than that of Yin and Yang Shengzhu.

"No, no, the teacher and nephew ate and drank in the holy city for a few days, but just came to the holy place for a few days, eager to enjoy, did not visit in advance, it was really wrong, the teacher and nephew Lu Changsheng apologized to your uncles ."

Lu Changsheng spoke extremely politely.

"It's okay, it's okay, just come, just come." The Holy Master of Shumen was full of smiles, and then said: "Today has set up a feast for Master Lu's nephew, Xu Jian, not to bring Master Lu's nephew first. Take a rest!"

He said so.

Xu Jian nodded immediately, and then took the landing Changsheng to the residence.

And at the same time.

Langya Xianzang.

The end of the eighth level.

Thousands of monks were bathed in blood, and they reached the eighth level. Then they can get the Langya Xianzang as long as they wait for the Langya Xianmen to appear.

Countless people are very excited.

Waiting for Langya Xianmen.

After an hour.

The Langya Immortal Gate opened.