Lu Yunze is actually okay in terms of character. At least in this world of immortal cultivation where the per capita mad maniac is a person, Lu Yunze's character can definitely be far behind others.

But character belongs to character, quality belongs to quality. No one stipulates that people with good character must be of good quality.

Not to mention anything else, Lu Yunze's lineage has been famous for his lack of quality since his master Qiong Wuji's generation, and it is even more outrageous when he reaches his generation.

When he first arrived at Luanxinghai, the first thing he did was to mess with a group of sea sailors, and by the way, he learned various civilized and polite words in the local area of ​​Luanxinghai to greet the female immediate relatives in other people's families.

It can be said that in this regard, Lu Yunze's attainment is definitely at the master level, and it is no worse than his weapon refining skills.

The vast majority of immortal cultivators, except him, no matter what their character is, they are all cultured and qualities. Even when stabbing people, they can show a standard eight-tooth smile, which makes people feel as if they are in spring breeze. They can die more comfortably.

Therefore, in the world of immortal cultivation, most people still cannot do such things as cursing their mother when they open their mouths.

So when Lu Yunze gave a cordial greeting to the other party's high hall, the short and fat old man opposite was stunned.

Forgive him for many years, he has never encountered such a terrible thing before. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond to the other party.

Lu Yunze rolled his eyes directly, without any guilt for his behavior and language.

"Who said you! You're still looking at your mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mom's mourning hall!"

The short and fat old man finally came back to his senses at this time, his face turned extremely blue in an instant. He had thrown the things he had originally wanted to come here to say and do. His spiritual energy surged all over his body, and an ancient bronze sword slid out of his sleeve, vaguely exuding a sharp sword energy.

"Ha!" Lu Yunze saw that he wanted to do something, and immediately sneered, turned around and wrapped himself in Ling Yuling's shoulder, and the two disappeared in an instant.

"Junior!" The short and fat old man roared, and his powerful spiritual sense instantly swept across the entire hall.

However, under his spiritual sense, the hall was empty and there was no breath.

The short and fat old man still did not give up, covering his spiritual sense within a radius of nearly a hundred miles, patrolling back and forth.

However, he still found nothing, and the short and fat old man was so angry that his face turned red. He let out a long roar, turning into a thick escape light and soaring into the sky. He quickly disappeared into the sky, and he didn't know where he went.

In the Tianxing City market, Lu Yunze and Ling Yuling walked side by side, looking extremely leisurely.

Ling Yuling, who was beside him, hesitated for a moment and pressed his eyebrows helplessly.

"Brother Lu, that man is the real power elder of Xing Palace. If you offend him so much, something will happen."

"If something happens, something happens. It's better to be stolen by a thief than to be cared for by a thief." Lu Yunze shrugged indifferently.

"First it's Zhao Yichuan, next time it may be Bi Ruxi, or you are just you. There is such a thing lurking in the dark. God knows what he will do in the future. It's better to push him and let me play with him."

Lu Yunze touched his chin and smiled.

"I'm quite looking forward to it. I've basically killed his subordinates. I want to see what else he can do now?"

Ling Yuling shook his head and said in a heavy tone: "Brother Lu, even if he put aside the identity of the Elder of the Star Palace, he is also a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Don't be humble."

"Ha! The early stage of the Nascent Soul... If he hadn't been the Elder of Xinggong, I would have dissected his Nascent Soul at this time." Lu Yunze spread his hands and said helplessly.

"It's because of this identity that I can only do this, otherwise why would I be so troublesome?"

Lu Yunze reached out his hand and patted Ling Yuling on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, he can't deal with me, but you should be careful. Although I feel that after being scolded by me like this, if he is still a little bit bloody, he should concentrate on dealing with me, but it is difficult to say such things accurately. If he really reaches a certain level of timidity, then I can't do anything to him."

Ling Yuling nodded heavily and walked towards Baiyu Tower alone.

Just a few steps away, Ling Yuling suddenly turned around and smiled at Lu Yunze and said, "Brother Lu, if you can't do anything, then come to Baiyulou. No matter how brave he is, he will not dare to act here."

Lu Yunze grinned and waved his hand at him.

"After you say this, I feel much more confident, thank you."

Lu Yunze turned into a five-color escape light without any nostalgia, whistling into the sky.

Ling Yuling looked at his back with complicated eyes. After a while, Ling Yuling suddenly gritted his teeth and turned around and left.

But this time, he did not walk into the Baiyu Tower, but walked straight towards the Holy Mountain.

...

Seven days later, beside the fishing port of Tianxing City.

An old man with dark skin was sitting by the sea, holding an amazingly long fishing rod in his hand, sitting steadily on the shore, enjoying the oncoming sea breeze and the warm sunlight around him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he heard a familiar civilized and polite word coming from his ears, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose more obviously, and even the fishing rod in his hand was several pounds lighter.

"What's wrong? It's been several days, and I haven't caught any of them?" the old man asked with a smile, squinted his eyes.

The young man who also held the fishing rod not far away curled his lips, "I suspect there is no fish in this broken place, otherwise there would be no explanation at all."

Just as the young man finished speaking, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly sank, and then the old man pulled up a few times. He smiled and put a big fish weighing at least five kilograms into the fish basket, and he didn't forget to give the young man a smug look.

"...I think it may be a fishing rod problem. I'll change it next time."

The old man smiled without saying a word while holding his simple fishing rod. He waved his hand and threw the fishing rod back into the sea.

"Tsk!" The young man glared at the calm sea with a vicious look, and sat back stubbornly.

"I really don't believe it anymore. It's been several days, and I can't even catch a fish."

The old man smiled, "Young man, fishing is a matter that requires patience, it cannot..."

The old man said aside, and the young man opposite suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him.

He raised his head, and the straw hat on his head showed a texture similar to gold under the sunlight. The old man couldn't see clearly what kind of eyes it was under the straw hat.

"Old Zhou, didn't your grandson celebrate his birthday today? If you catch such a big fish, why don't you go home and find your grandson quickly?" The young man said with a smile on his straw hat.

The old man blinked and looked at him curiously.

After a while, the old man suddenly grinned.

"You said that, I should go home too...whether you? Are you still fishing?"

The young man did not answer.

The old man nodded in a clear way, and with a hunched body, he picked up the fishing basket next to him, carrying a fishing rod like a big gun on his shoulder, and rushed home slowly.

At the same time, more than a dozen figures blocked the sun's exposure, like strangely shaped dark clouds, blocking the entire sky tightly.

The young man pressed his straw hat and smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"After fishing for so many days, all the people who took the bait were a group of small fish and shrimps, which was really disappointing."

In the sky, more than a dozen Jiedan monks wearing inspiration stood in the air, staring nervously at the young man dressed as a fisherman.

The leader was a strong man in the late stage of Jiedan. He was staring at him with a small green mirror with a powerful aura floating in his hand.
Chapter completed!