Chapter: 1377

"Yes, I will definitely not disappoint my lord." Zhou Yuntian responded respectfully.

When Lu Ye was following Xia Liang to practice swordsmanship, Zhou Yuntian suddenly led a group of people over, and shouted from a distance: "Fellow Daoist Lu!"

Lu Ye stopped his movements and sighed secretly, what should come still has to come.

After he gave Zhou Yuntian the guardian tattoo, he had a premonition of the follow-up. After all, the tattoo is a very convenient external force that can be used. Zhou Yuntian has already experienced the benefits of the tattoo, so there is no reason to turn a blind eye to it.

Sure enough, after Zhou Yuntian came over, he conveyed the fox demon's order to ask Lu Ye to tattoo all the monks in the valley, and Lu Ye naturally had no choice but to obey.

On the second floor of the attic, Lu Ye prepared the materials and tools for tattooing, and said to Zhou Yuntian who was standing aside: "Friend Zhou, tattooing is more mentally exhausting. I can only give ten tattoos at most every day." A fellow Taoist has tattooed tattoos, no more will be exhausting."

In fact, he could stab more, but in this way, it not only took up the time for him to practice sword skills, but also made it more troublesome to recover.

Ten people a day doesn't consume too much for him.

"No problem. Fellow Daoist Lu came here as conveniently as possible. Although Your Majesty has ordered it, there is no time limit."

Moreover, although there are quite a few monks here in Fox Immortal Valley, they are not too many. If there are ten people a day, it only takes eight or nine days.


"Then let them come up one by one," Lu Ye said.

Zhou Yuntian walked to the window and yelled: "Brother Zhao, come up."

Among the monks waiting below, the monk surnamed Zhao who was called by Zhou Yuntian stepped up, and soon came to the second floor, first saluted Lu Ye politely.

Lu Ye let him choose whether to stab Fengxing or Yushou. Unsurprisingly, this monk surnamed Zhao also chose the Yushou spirit pattern, and like Zhou Yuntian, he chose the location of the tattoo on his heart.

Under Lu Ye's instruction, the monk surnamed Zhao opened his clothes and lay down on the bed.

After a stick of incense, the tattoo was stabbed, and the monk surnamed Zhao tried it out, and he was sure that the guard could be activated, so he thanked him happily.

Then comes the next...

When it came to the third person, it was a nun.

Standing in front of Lu Ye, the female cultivator blushed, lowered her head and said, "Junior Brother Lu, stabbing on the back...is that okay?"

"Of course it is possible, any position is fine." Lu Ye nodded.

"Then... the back." If it wasn't for the order of the lord himself, she would not have come to Lu Ye to ask for tattoos anyway. After all, she is a woman, and it is really frustrating to let a man touch her body. She was shy.

But the guardian spirit pattern can indeed provide a certain degree of protection. It is more acceptable for Lu Ye to stab at his chest, but it is barely acceptable for stabbing at the back.

Lu Ye didn't expect that tattoo artists would have such benefits...

I am afraid that such things will be indispensable in the future, calm your mind, and there will be no waves in the ancient well.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you...you go out first!" The female cultivator blushed and glared at Zhou Yuntian who was standing aside.

"Oh, I'll wait outside." Zhou Yuntian came back to his senses, hurried towards the layman, and closed the door behind him.

The female cultivator stood where she was, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands, pursing her red lips, with a hesitant expression on her face. Even if the fox demon ordered her to undress in front of an unfamiliar man, it still required a lot of courage and determination.

Lu Ye turned around, turned his back to her, and pretended to be making concoction there. After a while, there was a slight rustling sound from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the trembling voice of the female cultivator sounded: "Junior brother Lu, I'm ready."

Lu Ye turned around, and what imprinted in his eyes was a snow-white and thrilling arc. JrNovels.com