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

At the banquet.

After the Lord Linglong left, everyone began to be unscrupulous and toasted one by one, and the words spoken were good, all of them were talents, and Lu Changsheng drank for an hour.

Fortunately, this wine is not intoxicating.

However, Lu Changsheng also knew why the Tang monk left his daughter's country and insisted on going west.

Think about it, countless women are around you, saying something awkward. At the beginning, you will be surprised, excited, and happy, but soon you will be insensitive, silent, and painless.

So Linglong Holy Land can't stay any longer.

After tomorrow’s birthday, you can leave early and leave early.

However, what does it mean that Lord Fang Linglong patted his shoulder three times?

Boasting that he looks handsome and talented?

Or do you want to cheer yourself up?

Lu Changsheng always feels that something is wrong, it seems to have another mystery.

At the banquet.

Lu Changsheng was thinking about this matter while drinking.

Until the child's time.

Suddenly Lu Changsheng was excited.

He thought of it.

Isn't this bridge section in the Journey to the West?

The ancestor of the Bodhi patted Sun Wukong three times, and asked Sun Wukong to come to him in the middle of the night?

hiss!

Has Lord Linglong also read Journey to the West?

Uh, it should be impossible.

Should I just pat the shoulder casually?

But what if you really let yourself go?

What did you do in the middle of the night?

Eat below?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help thinking again.

Until the time of ugliness, Lu Changsheng was overwhelmed with alcohol and left.

But he was invincible, and all Linglong disciples stood up one by one, rushing to send Lu Changsheng back.

Fortunately, at a critical moment, Lu Changsheng pulled Qian Yunrou.

Persevere to let Qian Yunrou send him.

Qian Yun softened his face, nodded, and got up to send Lu Changsheng back.

Farewell to everyone, Lu Changsheng walked out of the hall.

A cool breeze blew a lot of calmness.

Qian Yunrou didn't speak along the way.

At this moment, the exquisite Holy Land is extremely peaceful, the night falls, and all things come.

There wasn't even a sound of bugs, which made people feel quieter.

Along the way, Lu Changsheng was thinking about what it meant for Lord Linglong to pat his shoulders three times.

Do you want to find her by yourself?

Did you bring that thing with you, or was Lord Linglong ready?

Lu Changsheng fell into a variety of crankies.

That's it. Soon, after half of the incense stick, Lu Changsheng came to the residence.

"Brother Lu, take a break early. Tomorrow will be the birthday of Master, and I hope Brother Lu will nourish the spirit."

Qian Yunrou said calmly.

"Okay, Qianshimei also have a rest."

Lu Changsheng nodded, and after seeing Qian Yunrou leave, he walked into the house.

The room was very clean and tidy, while still exuding a slight fragrance.

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

It has been more than three months since the trip down the mountain, and the scene in my mind flashed as if it happened yesterday, but in fact it really passed three months.

Lu Changsheng had to sigh with emotion. Time passed quickly.

I don't know how Qingfeng is now.

Lu Changsheng had some worries, but when he thought that the breeze had taken away all the spirit stones, inexplicably, he hoped that the breeze would be best to have some hardships. .

Think of it this way, Lu Changsheng's mood is slightly more comfortable.

After thinking about Liu Qingfeng's affairs, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but think of the last three shots of Lord Linglong.

"What on earth do you mean?"

Lu Changsheng frowned.

But in his mind, the face of the exquisite Lord Lord appeared involuntarily.

It's very beautiful and very temperament.

It would be nice if you were really young and five thousand years old.

Linglong Saint Lord is good at everything, no matter the appearance, character, and figure, indeed it is impossible to pick out the thorn.

But the only thing is the issue of age.

But let's think about it carefully. Although Lord Linglong is six thousand years old, his mentality is very young. What's more, this is the world of cultivation of immortals, not the world.

For a normal monk, he can live at least tens of thousands of years. If it is like the Qingyun Taoist, there is no problem for 20,000 years.

In other words, from the perspective of Lord Linglong, she was actually only thirty years old.

It's like a slender young lady, now hiding in a cave, and then shutting it down. It's been a thousand years since she came out.

From a biological point of view, this is indeed a thousand years old, but from a rational point of view, it is actually 16 or 7 years old.

Just like a fairy on a higher plane, it may be tens of thousands of years to go to sleep.

So in the world of cultivating immortals, you really don't look at age, because if you really get old, your skin will still wrinkle and your blood will decline.

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

The most beautiful years are also the most mature time.

Huh?Why should I think about these issues?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help but stunned, he found himself inexplicable how to think about this?

This is not right.

It was just at this moment that a voice sounded slowly.

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

The sound rang.

Lu Changsheng subconsciously said: "Is thinking that the Lord Linglong has given me a guilty... eh?"

In an instant, Lu Changsheng jumped from the bed.

Then a figure appeared in the room.

It is Linglong Saint Lord.

Wearing a white silk gauze, yes, the gauze is very supple and smooth at first glance, and it is simply put on the body.

"Holy Lord?"

Lu Changsheng had some consternation.

Why did you suddenly appear in your room at night?

What do you want to do?

Lu Changsheng's eyes were full of curiosity.

"What? Call me Lord?"

Lord Linglong spoke with a smile in his eyes, and said to the landing Changsheng.

what?What is not called the Holy Lord?

"Senior, it's deeper into the middle of the night. What's the matter? Juniors...maybe taking a break."

Lu Changsheng said slightly embarrassedly, and did not answer the question of Lord Linglong.

"Let’s take a look at the longevity teacher’s nephew and feel dissatisfied. Your master told me to let me take good care of you. After all, he can only be an apprentice. Will definitely trouble me."

Linglong Saint said humorously.

"Senior laughed."

Lu Changsheng sneered.

However, Lord Linglong walked slowly to Lu Changsheng, and then his eyes smiled, there were some playful, and some were different.

"Longevity, although I am six thousand years older than you, but I have been retreating for more than 5,900 years. If I really want to count it, it would be thirty years old. Forget it, shouting in private, it just calls me old, should I change my name?"

Lord Linglong said this, but at the same time, it was very close. An indescribable fragrance penetrated into the nose, which smelled very good and made people feel itchy.

Lu Changsheng had some scalp numbness.

Holy Lord, I can’t stop it!

No joke!

However, the next moment, Lord Linglong smiled slightly, flicked Lu Changsheng's eyebrows, and then said: "Okay, let me tell you something serious."

call!

The voice sounded, and Lu Changsheng was relieved.

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

Lu Changsheng was stunned.

Are you talking about this business?

Do you humiliate me again?

Alright!

Holy Lord, you forced me.

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

Only the next moment, the voice of Lord Linglong slowly sounded, making Lu Changsheng stunned.

"You know, who wanted to kill you in the Yin-Yang Holy Land that day?"