Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 489: Copying 3 Books

"Ah..." Lu Chen fell to the ground and let out a scream of pain.

In his heart, he cursed the old man for being so harsh. If it were any other cultivator, he would probably have been crippled.

However, Lu Chen quickly got up, pretending to be seriously injured, in unbearable pain, but determined.

In fact, he was fine at all, and all this was just pretended by Lu Chen.

Although the old fellow Nangong Miao's attack was quite heavy, the intensity of his attack was basically controlled at the level of great perfection of the fusion period.

Such attack power is more than enough to deal with ordinary cultivators in the late fusion stage, but Lu Chen is obviously not an ordinary cultivator.

Let's not talk about his true cultivation level, just talk about his defense at the King Body Refining Stage. How could Nangong Miao, who controlled his true essence to the fusion stage, hurt him?

"Huh? This kid is actually a physical cultivator?"

A slightly surprised voice was heard in the room of the Talisman Temple.

Then, the man attacked again, and several beams of true energy appeared out of thin air, and then hit Lu Chen fiercely, at such a fast speed that it arrived in the blink of an eye.

This caused Lu Chen, who had just gotten up, to be knocked down again, but soon Lu Chen stood up again stubbornly.

In order to prevent Elder Nangong from noticing anything, every time he was attacked, Lu Chen would forcibly use his true energy to injure himself from the inside.

Sure enough, Lu Chen's extraordinary ability to withstand blows successfully attracted Nangong Miao's attention.

Then, an old man in his fifties or sixties with gray hair and a goatee suddenly appeared in front of Lu Chen.

He just stared at Lu Chen with such sharp eyes that Lu Chen felt creepy.

At this moment, Nangong Miao suddenly took action, grabbed Lu Chen's arm, and then shot a stream of true energy into his body.

When Lu Chen saw this, he was startled instinctively and dodged subconsciously.

However, with his current level of cultivation, he was no match for Nangong Miao. After being caught, Lu Chen simply stopped resisting.

Nangong Miao's true energy quickly circulated in Lu Chen's body. A strange expression first appeared on his face, and then he showed an expression of understanding.

After confirming that Lu Chen really only had the cultivation level of the late stage of fusion, and that the reason why he was so tough was only related to his body refining realm, Nangong Miao withdrew his true energy.

Then he looked at Lu Chen indifferently and said:

"Copy the contents of this jade slip ten times a day. I will come to check it in three days."

After saying that, he threw a storage bag to Lu Chen, and then left in a flash.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen looked at the storage bag in his hand in astonishment, and complained in his heart:

"Is that all? Where do I live then? This old man is so unkind!

Not to mention the meeting gift, at least you should let me have a ceremony of apprenticeship or something like that! "

After complaining, Lu Chen confirmed that Elder Nangong would not pay attention to him again, and then he used his spiritual sense to check the contents of the storage bag.

There was nothing else inside except a brush, a large amount of paper, and a jade slip.

However, with the old man's words, it means that I have been kept for the time being.

Next, after Lu Chen entered the Divine Talisman Hall, he randomly found a room.

Then he took out his tools and prepared to do as the old man asked.

Fortunately, the room was fully equipped with wooden furniture, including a table for Lu Chen to write.

However, when Lu Chen saw the contents of the jade slip clearly with his spiritual sense, he suddenly felt a buzzing pain in his head.

Because the jade slip is densely packed with traditional ancient characters, at first glance, there are at least more than 10,000 characters.

If I follow the old man's request and copy it ten times a day, it would be more than 100,000 words, and more than 300,000 words in three days.

Soon Lu Chen realized a serious problem, that is, he did not know how to write calligraphy, so how could he continue to play?

"Oh... what a sin! What on earth is going on in the old man's mind? Why does he let me copy these junky things? I haven't even graduated from junior high school, what am I supposed to do?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chen looked sad and complained in his heart.

After venting his anger, Lu Chen sighed lightly, spread out the paper, and held the brush vertically according to the gesture he remembered.

Then his mind moved, and a trace of true energy was poured into the brush. Lu Chen had seen this kind of brush before and knew how to use it.

With the injection of true energy, Lu Chen got ready and the tip of his pen fell on the white paper. A black pen mark immediately appeared, which was quite magical.

But when Lu Chen wrote the third word, his face suddenly darkened.

There were three crooked words on the white paper. Each word was at least as big as a fist. There was no sense of incongruity at all. Even Lu Chen himself felt disgusted when he saw it.

If I write in this way, I'm afraid I can only write a few words on a piece of paper before it's wasted.

Just when Lu Chen was at a loss, the main peak of Fanyin Pavilion was still shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing and disappearing, like a fairy mountain floating in the sky.

At the foot of the mountain behind the main peak, there is a three-story hexagonal tower. In the room on the top floor, a woman is sitting cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed, and her body is surrounded by a rich spiritual energy.

As spiritual energy continued to flow into her dantian, there was actually a thumb-sized figure in her dantian that looked exactly like her.

That little guy was also absorbing spiritual energy. As the spiritual energy continued to transform, a happy expression appeared on the little guy's face. This was the Nascent Soul in the cultivator's Dantian.

When all the spiritual energy was absorbed by her, the woman slowly opened her eyes.

She had a slender figure, a nose like Qiong Yao, a mouth like Zhu Dan, an oval face like white jade, and a pair of autumn-water eyes under her eyebrows. She exuded an otherworldly temperament. She was truly a stunningly beautiful woman.

If Lu Chen were here, he would definitely hug this beauty tightly.

Because this woman was Ye Rushuang, whom Lu Chen had been obsessed with and pursuing desperately.

At this moment, a telepathic voice sounded in Ye Rushuang's mind. After hearing the voice, she raised her hand and sent out a stream of true energy to release the restriction on the tower.

Not long after, a beautiful figure flashed up from downstairs.

I saw that person, with a curvy figure, black hair like a waterfall, skin like fat, eyebrows like light smoke, fresh and elegant, shining almond eyes, rippling water color, and pink cherry lips under her straight nose. She was sexy and charming, with the potential to be the most beautiful woman in the country, but her beauty was not as good as Ye Rushuang at all.

"Master!" Ye Rushuang smiled happily when she saw the person coming.

As a result, the man heard the words and said with displeasure on his face:

"You little girl, I have told you so many times, don't call me Master anymore. Now you are the Saint of the sect,

I don't dare to be your master anymore. If you keep yelling like this, I will ignore you in the future."

The person who spoke was Zhou Hongfu, who had brought up Ye Rushuang since she was a child in Xuantian Sect.

Ever since the two of them had sex with Lu Chen in the valley outside Hengnan City because of the purple-winged unicorn dragon's sac,

The relationship between the two of them changed subtly, and Zhou Hongfu asked Ye Rushuang to call her "senior sister".

But the girl Ye Rushuang would joke with Zhou Hongfu about the title of Master from time to time, which made Zhou Hongfu very embarrassed.

When Ye Rushuang heard the word "Saint Girl", her expression darkened noticeably, and she said helplessly:

"Okay, Senior Sister Zhou! I'm wrong, isn't that okay? But I really don't want to be the Saint, how about we go to Southern Xinjiang secretly!"

Zhou Hongfu's face showed a bit of complexity when she heard this. She sighed and asked:

"Ru Shuang! Will you blame me?"

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