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

Chapter 102

"I am Linglong Holy Lord. I will hold my 5000 year old birthday in a month. I specially invite nephew Lu Changsheng and martial nephew Lu to the banquet."

The soft voice spread to the holy land of Shumen from a distant place.

This is a woman's voice, extremely beautiful.

However, the sound sounded, causing an uproar.

Linglong holy master was once the first female nun in the world.

At that time, he was known as the first of the ten beauties in the fairy world, but he had never had any relationship with any friars in his life, not even Taoist monks.

Such fairies, I don't know how many monks pursue. Many holy masters were once admirers of exquisite holy masters.

Now that such an existence exists, Lu Changsheng has taken the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to her birthday. Is there any mystery?

You should know that Linglong holy land basically never receives outsiders, especially some Daqing ceremonies, which are celebrated by closing the door.

However, this time, Linglong Lord took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to Linglong holy land.

This is a wonderful story in the world, which has attracted the envy of countless people.

At the foot of Jianshan mountain.

After hearing this again, Lu Changsheng was stunned.

Five thousand years old?

Invite yourself to dinner?

Lu Changsheng couldn't help thinking of what Langya immortal said to himself in an instant.

"In the fairyland, there are many old demons who have lived for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years. Each one is crazy. We beautiful men must be careful."

Lu Changsheng really didn't feel anything if it was Linglong's saint's invitation.

But Linglong's invitation is a little strange.

What if you covet your beauty?

What if you ask yourself if you want to work hard on your birthday?

Xu Jian did not notice the difference of Lu Changsheng, but showed a look of envy and said: "I heard that Linglong holy master is the best in the world. Many people have never seen this fairy. I didn't expect senior brother Lu to have such a fate and witness Linglong holy master!

Xu Jian sighed.

However, Lu Changsheng was stunned.

"But... The Lord is five thousand years old."

Just as soon as he said this, Xu Jian immediately shook his head and said, "brother Lu, it's bad. We monks are in the back. Sometimes it takes hundreds or even thousands of years to meditate. What's a mere 5000 years?"

"What's more, senior brother Lu doesn't know. The so-called three hundred women give fairy pills, and three thousand women are ranked in the fairy class."

"I don't have this chance, if any!"

When Xu Jian said this, he stopped completely.

There are unspeakable expectations and desires in the eyes.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jian had such an idea.

You really know people, you know faces, you don't know hearts.

A red wedding invitation flew from a million miles away.

It fell into the hands of Lu Changsheng.

This is the invitation to Linglong's five thousand birthday.

The posts are bronzed, which is very luxurious and some are heavy. Lu Changsheng came to the holy land of Shumen together with Xu Jian.

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

One hundred thousand sword cultivation disciples appeared at the mountain gate. With Lu Changsheng's arrival, a loud voice sounded.

"I've seen elder martial brother Lu!"

They shouted, and this sentence came from the heart and from the heart.

Shu disciples are all sword practitioners. Lu Changsheng has proved the way of sword immortality in the world, which means that Lu Changsheng has come to the front. How can they be disrespectful?

How do they disrespect?

Lu Changsheng was calm, smiled and nodded, even if he had seen him.

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

At this time, a group of elders came out of the main hall of Shumen. These were the high-rise buildings of the holy land of Shumen. They came out with smiles and red faces. They didn't know that they thought they were their own disciples back.

However, Lu Changsheng didn't know why. He felt a little fluffy in his heart.

I took ten peerless Sword Fairy seeds from Jianshan. These old glasses were not angry? They even looked at themselves with a smile. There was always a strange feeling in their eyes.

It's weird.

If someone else had taken ten immortal sword seeds from Dalai holy land, Taoist Qingyun would never have let the other party take them so easily as long as it was in Dalai holy land, regardless of whether the immortal sword was ownerless or not.

Even according to the character of Taoist Qingyun, it is better to break the jade than to completely destroy it.

Although the crows in the world may not be generally black, these old glasses should be no better?

"I've seen you martial uncles! I've seen the Lord!"

Lu Changsheng is respectful and respectful. Although his inner thoughts are messy, Lu Changsheng has no luck in etiquette.

Etiquette is the most important thing for famous and decent sects.

They believe that a qualified monk should not only have accomplishments, but also have self-restraint, literature, great ambition and politeness.

A person without self-restraint, knowledge, etiquette and morality, even if he has a profound realm, is just a reckless man.

Courage and strategy are the king's way.

However, most monks do not like reading when they are young. They always feel that reading is too cumbersome. Therefore, in the early stage of cultivation, they try their best to improve the realm. When the later realm is stuck, they will go to read, study and improve themselves.

That's why many young friars, when they encounter shocking things again, often only take a breath of air-conditioning instead of saying the idiom of terror, so extraordinary and shocking.

Lu Changsheng is not only handsome, but also has nothing to be picky about in etiquette.

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

"Nephew Changsheng, why did you suddenly come to our Shu gate?"

The Lord of 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 I was transmitting, I suddenly came to the holy land near Shumen."

Lu Changsheng will certainly not mention the secret land of Langya.

The Lord of Shumen doesn't care why Lu Changsheng suddenly appears in Shumen. Anyway, as long as people come, everything will be fine.

"The transmission array of Yin-Yang holy land is extremely poor. Martial nephew Changsheng, it's tiring for you these days. Is it comfortable to live in the holy city? Has anyone who doesn't have eyes offended you? If so, I'll ask my useless apprentice to help you out."

The sage son of Shumen is full of concern for Tao, and his degree of concern is no less than that of Yin-Yang saints.

"No, no, martial nephew ate and drank well in the holy city, but he was free for a few days. He just came to the holy land for a few days. He was greedy for pleasure and didn't visit in advance. It was really wrong. Martial nephew Lu Changsheng apologized to you."

Lu Changsheng was very polite when he opened his mouth.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's good to come. It's good to come." the Lord of Shumen smiled and then said, "a feast has been set for nephew Lu today. Xu Jian, don't take nephew Lu to have a rest first!"

He said so.

Xu Jian immediately nodded and took Lu Changsheng to his residence.

At the same time.

Langya Xianzang.

The end of the eighth level.

Thousands of monks were bathed in blood. They survived to the eighth level. Next, just wait for the Langya immortal gate to appear and you can get the Langya immortal collection.

Countless people were very excited.

Waiting for Langya immortal gate.

An hour later.

The Langya immortal gate opened.