Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 60 The Second Named Disciple

The dust array of Liangyi was laid out very quickly, and it took only a little over a week for Lu Qingyang to finish it.

Then he got a headache!

"Uncle Lu," Ge Xiaolun pulled Lu Qingyang's arm, put on a pitiful look, and begged, "Just accept me as an apprentice!"

"Although I'm not as rich as Qilin, I promise to take care of the cooking, laundry and cleaning of the house for you!"

"It's really not possible..."

Ge Xiaolun gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said bitterly, "I can warm the bed too!"

"puff!"

Xiao Jiu didn't hold back, and almost laughed himself to death.

Lu Qingyang raised his foot and kicked Ge Xiaolun into a rolling gourd. Who are you going to warm the bed for?

Dao Lord, I am straight, straight!
"If it's the poor Taoist, I won't accept you," Lu Qingyang endured his nausea, and put a cleansing formula on the sleeves that Ge Xiaolun had pulled over, and said, "It's because you and my fate as a master and apprentice have not yet come. I can't teach you any exercises!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingyang groped among the eager crowd, then pointed to Rui Mengmeng who was staring at him eagerly, and said, "Mengmeng, come with the poor!"

Ge Xiaolun, just wait for me obediently!

Dao Lord, before I harvest all the Xiongbing companies as registered disciples, you will never want to enter the door of the poor!
Ah bah, the mountain gate!
Rui Mengmeng hurriedly followed behind Lu Qingyang and walked towards the playground.

"Ruimengmeng, are you willing to become a registered disciple of the poor?"

When he arrived at the playground, Lu Qingyang took out a sword that looked great, and said with a smile: "There is a sword technique here in Pindao, which is very suitable for you to practice!"

"Yeah," Rui Mengmeng nodded sharply, and said, "I am willing!"

"That's what, if I become your apprentice, can I still learn computers?"

Xiao Jiu lay on Lu Qingyang's shoulder, and her two little paws tightly covered her mouth to prevent her from laughing again.

Lu Qingyang's face turned black, and he asked, "Isn't Yujian Feixian better than a computer for beating enemies thousands of miles away?"

Rui Mengmeng nodded, and said, "It's great, but Yu Jian and so on, will it be difficult to find a job in the future?"

As soon as this question came out, Lu Qingyang almost fell to the ground.

What kind of brain circuit is this? !

I'm already a flying fairy, so I still have to think about finding a job?

When you master it, there will be plenty of people who are willing to send you money even if you don’t work, do you know that?
"No, when you finish practicing, it will be very easy to find a job!"

Lu Qingyang put on a dirty face and said: "You can deliver the courier, those courier companies must have broken their heads and want to hire you!"

"You can also start your own business. There must be many ordinary people willing to try the feeling of traveling on a flying sword!"

Rui Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Really? Then I'll learn this!"

Xiao Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, rolled off Lu Qingyang's shoulders, and rolled on the ground with her stomach in her arms.

"Wow ha ha ha, I laughed so hard!"

"Yujian delivers express delivery, Yujian engages in tourism..."

The stinky Taoist priest is really not an ordinary talent!
Rui Mengmeng was baffled, she felt that the question she asked was correct, even if she could really control the sword and fly, wouldn't she still have to eat and drink?
What do you eat if you don't make money?Do you drink Mistral?
Lu Qingyang ignored Xiao Jiu directly, and started the process of accepting disciples to pass on skills.

When Qi Lin entered Daoist Foundation Establishment, she ate a Creation Pill, and it was the only one Lu Qingyang had.

This time to accept Ruimengmeng, he didn't have the Good Fortune Pill, so in order not to appear to be favoritism, the sword he took out was much stronger than the Qiankun Needle.

"This sword is called Qingming Sword." After Ruimeng finished building the foundation, Lu Qingyang held the Qingsuo Sword and said, "Although the name of this sword is common, it is undoubtedly the best!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingyang raised his hand, and the Qingming sword shot out straight into the sky, dragging a cyan sword light that was hundreds of feet long, and following the sword formula in his hand, it opened and closed across the sky, so powerful!
"How to divide the magic weapon, the teacher will talk about it in the future, so there is no need to ask."

Lu Qingyang took the Qingming sword, handed it to Rui Mengmeng, and said, "Today, I will teach you the exercises in my dream as a master."

"After you get the exercises, you still need to practice hard. If there is something you don't understand, you can go to the teacher's room with your senior sister Qi Lin and knock three times!"

"Remember not to talk to outsiders about the fact that your teacher taught you exercises, even your biological parents, and don't mention it, otherwise you will not be able to protect you as a teacher!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingyang grabbed Xiao Jiu and disappeared in a stream of light, leaving only Rui Mengmeng holding the Qingming Sword on the playground.

. . . . . .

Lu Qingyang taught Qilin and Rui Mengmeng at night, and led Xiaojiu to "digging for treasures" during the day. He was extremely busy.

Keisha's trip to the Dead Song Academy finally reached its destination.

After having a "friendly" exchange with Carl, Keisha left Zhixin and wanted to fly directly to Blue Star.

"Queen Keisha," Carl stood in the Academy of Dead Songs, with an extremely low posture: "Are you going to Blue Star?"

"Oh?"

Keisha raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why, what am I going to do, do I still need to report to you?"

"You know I don't mean that, Queen Keisha."

Carl lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression: "It's just that if you are going to Blue Star, I have a little suggestion here."

"What suggestion, let's hear it."

"Don't mess with Lu Qingyang, the ultimate fear is likely to stand behind him!"

Carl's voice was very calm, but Keisha still heard something unusual in it.

"Are you... afraid?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "You have studied the ultimate fear for so long, isn't it just to embrace its arrival?"

"Faced with the existence of suspected ultimate fear, why are you afraid instead?"

"It is because of fear that I call it the ultimate fear, and I study it desperately."

Carl looked up, with a smile on his face: "I, or anyone in the known universe, was not prepared for the ultimate fear!"

"So, Queen Keisha, please think twice."

Keisha looked at Carl below, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will pay attention!"

After speaking, she flew away with the rest of the angels.

Karl stood in the courtyard of Dead Song Academy, looking at Kesha who was going away, with a wider smile on his face.

The silver bell-like voice warned him not to attack Lu Qingyang, but it didn't seem to say that he couldn't tell others, right?

Hehe, I am really looking forward to the meeting between Keisha and Lu Qingyang, and I hope they can collide with each other to create some sparks.

That way, maybe the "death trap" I designed for Kaisha doesn't have to be activated!

"Yan, tell me in detail how you met that Lu Qingyang."

Keisha sat on the throne, frowning.

She saw that Karl was trying to play a trick of sowing discord, but she didn't know why.

So she needs to get to know Lu Qingyang carefully, even if it's just a little bit!

　Hurry up and hurry up, but still can't catch up. . .

　　This chapter is number 7!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)