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

Spring comes to autumn.

Heavy snow was flying.

There are many disturbances in the world, and many people stay in the red dust.

The western part of Zhongzhou, Jin.

This is a country of geniuses. For these years, many famous geniuses have emerged. Even 13 years ago, a great Confucian was born.

Therefore, the Jin Kingdom is called the country of talents in the west of Zhongzhou.

This is a very talented country, and Chongwen is extremely extreme. Even in poor villages, everyone can be literate.

Today, the Emperor of Jin Dynasty held a feast of bliss, with the power of the country, in the capital of the Jin Kingdom, the world's talents came to the meeting.

Not only geniuses in the world, many monks rushed to Jin Kingdom.

Perhaps it is because it is too boring, or perhaps it is because the world is too peaceful. Nowadays, monks who cultivate the fairy world often go to such activities.

Moreover, Princess Jin was a disciple of Linglong Holy Land, and she even invited many disciples from Linglong Holy Land to the meeting.

Even the disciples of Qixiufang and Tianxiangzong were invited to participate.

In this way, Mo said that the top ten holy places, and other monks from other regions, also rushed to the country.

But at this time, within the territory of Jin State, the Great Linjiang River.

It's very quiet here.

Heavy snow flew and everything withered.

A lone boat appeared slowly.

Above the solitary boat, stood a man in white Shengsheng Xue.

He stood on the solitary boat, watching the beauty of the world.

The man was very strange, wearing a wooden mask on his face.

Today is his fourth year of transformation.

He stood in a solitary boat, recalling the bits and pieces of these four years.

In the past four years, he has been running around, seeing all kinds of people, and hearing all kinds of stories.

He had seen someone who was the top champion in high school with a spring breeze.

He had seen that some people died in battle, and Ma Ge shrouds.

He had seen someone with a red makeup and a knot.

In the past four years, I have seen all kinds of good things, and I have seen the dark side.

Lu Changsheng was in the red dust and experienced an ordinary heart.

This is the fourth year, and Huafan is almost the same.

Now, he intends to go to Jin Kingdom to complete the final transformation.

See the face of all beings, and the audience will look different.

The lonely boat was driving slowly. In the distance, a fisherman wearing a hat and a hat was fishing. In the snow all over the sky, one person was fishing.

There are no birds in these mountains and rivers.

There are so many trails and no footprints.

Lu Changsheng quietly appreciated all this.

That's it, until the night.

Jin Guoguo.

At this time, it was already brightly lit, and the streets and alleys were hung with bright lanterns.

The whole country is full of silhouettes, men, women and children, which can be described as a crowd of people.

The Lantern Festival, which is not weaker than the Dagan Dynasty, is even grander than the Lantern Festival.

Meeting friends with poetry.

At the bridgehead of the river, a lotus lantern was running down the river. On the edge of the bridgehead, I did not know how many women were sending lanterns.

This scene reminded Lu Changsheng of that scene.

He smiled slightly.

"Look at it, there's someone there."

"Coming by boat, white dress wins snow."

"Who is this? That son? It looks very handsome. You shout for me and ask who it is."

"You can look handsome when wearing a wooden mask? Miss, in case this is an ugly monster, wouldn't you be ashamed."

"Looking at this temperament, you know that you shouldn't be far behind."

On the riverside, many women have a lot of discussion, and some of them are not lacking.

Even Lu Changsheng saw the female disciples in Linglong Holy Land. They stood at Qiaotou. They were also extraordinary. Because of their practice, they brought some fairy spirits.

Above the solitary boat.

Lu Changsheng smiled gently.

The journey of the Jin Kingdom is the last stage of his transformation.

See all beings with their own heart.

He did not say anything, but looked at the capital of this country.

There are lanterns everywhere, lanterns hanging high, beautiful.

Soon, the ship reached Qiaotou.

Lu Changsheng stretched his waist,

After all, Lu Changsheng's temperament can still attract countless light.

Like a peerless son, he walked slowly ashore, and the boatman on the shore was stunned.

It also makes countless women very curious, what kind of face will be under the mask.

"Excuse me, can you appreciate your face? My young lady wants to get to know him."

Soon, a maid came, she looked at Lu Changsheng, said with a slight shame on her face.

In an instant, many women couldn't help regretting, and let the attendants beside him go and inquire about Lu Changsheng.

However, Lu Changsheng shook his head, but he did not very coldly refuse, making people feel uncomfortable.

He walked alone, crossed the maid, walked to the red dust, admiring the beauty of the country, and he did not want to go to the banquet.

All kinds of people are all passers-by, and seeing it is destiny.

And having fun with all living beings is what we mean by all experience. When we talk about love and love, Lu Changsheng really has no great interest.

At this point, Lu Changsheng himself did not know why. Over the years, he has also been curious.

He is so handsome, it seems logical that there should already be a mate?

Although there are Linglong saints, Ziyun, and Sikong Nanqin, beautiful women, they are still single until now.

Do not understand, and finally do not want to.

He left alone. There was an unspeakable dash of romance, which caused countless women to be inexplicably sad, but there were still many women who followed the landing for a long time.

In the capital of the Jin Kingdom, the lights are dimmed, and in the sky, fireworks are bursting, and fire trees are silver flowers.

In the streets and alleys, there are people performing arts, literati to poetry, and companions.

Lantern Festival of poetry, talented and beautiful women, highlighting the beauty of the world.

This is red dust.

It’s beyond beauty.

But, at this moment, Lu Changsheng saw a familiar shadow in the dim light.

Qian Yunrou.

Contemporary exquisite Lord.

She also came, wearing a white dress and a white gauze cap, exquisite figure, beautiful temperament, even if she doesn't look like it, she knows that it is a beautiful person in the world.

Lu Changsheng was a little surprised.

I did not expect to meet Yunrou sister here.

He chuckled.

Then slowly approached.

It was only soon that several women stopped Lu Changsheng's path.

"This son, my young lady doesn't like being close to others."

This is a disciple of Linglong Holy Land. They are disguised and guarding the Lord Linglong.

It is because some people may disturb the elegance of the Lord.

"You said to your lady that you met the old one."

Lu Changsheng chuckled lightly.

As he said this, several disciples couldn't help but be very curious. Although Lu Chang was very angry, he wore a mask and didn't know what he looked like.

However, at this moment, Lord Linglong turned back.

Under the white gauze, the exquisite face of Lord Linglong is difficult to cover, and the temperament that does not eat the fireworks on the earth shows her beauty.

Through the white gauze, Lu Changsheng can see the other party's surprise and surprise.