Satke Tackling
Chapter 33:33
Zhao Yue smiled and said, “Old Eighth is naughty enough to call himself an Evil King with his weak cultivation base. ”
Of Ji Tiandao's nine disciples, Zhu Honggong was only slightly stronger than Little Yuan’er. However, Little Yuan’er had just joined the sect for five years, and it didn't take long to surpass it. So, when Zhao Yue heard that their eighth big brother, who was a little silly, called himself the Evil King, she could not help but smile.
But Ye Tianxin said, “It is not Old Eighth that is too weak, but that old thing is too strong ..”
What the world knows about Ji Tiandao comes from all the ‘extraordinary achievements’ he has done in those years, when he held power in the world. But, only his disciple knew how it felt to accompany the old criminal.
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After the people from the Ci Family were saved, they knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Zhou to express their gratitude. As expected, he received merit points from the worship of over a hundred people. He found that although many of them did kowtow several times, he did not earn any extra points, which told him that the additional kowtows would not give him more reward points.
1Little Yuan’er had also regrouped with her mother, and it had excited her for quite a while. It was a pity that before they could speak any further, Lu Zhou asked him to send everyone back to the residence. They still had someone to save: his father was still in the hands of an unknown but formidable cultivator.
After a short battle at Bluesun Mountain, Murong Hai had a new understanding of Little Yuan’er.
“Old Master, your grandson is probably the youngest eight meridian Brahma Sea cultivator I have seen, and I am sure he will step into the heavenly Court realm in less than three years, he said,” praise him sincerely.
Lu Zhou said nothing but cupped his hands behind his back and left.
Turning her hair with a finger, Little Yuan’er pointed towards Murong Hai and said, “Well! I remember you were so scared right now. ”
“Ugh ...” Murong Hai looks shy.
“Oh, don't you think? Count yourself lucky because you still have some uses for us. Otherwise, I will kill you with a kick now.. ”.
“…”
Murong Hai felt that he really could not handle this poor little girl. He did not understand how he provoked her, even though he was just praising her. ‘I think it's better I just shut up ..’ he thought to himself. Then, he sped up his pace and caught up with Lu Zhou. His grandfather was kinder and easier to talk to. ‘
After walking for a while, Murong Hai could no longer hold back his curiosity, so he asked, “Pak Tua, why did you send the people of the Ci Family back to their residence? Wouldn't it be a waste if they were kidnapped by someone again? ”
Not waiting for Lu Zhou to reply, little Yuan’er already said sharply, “Idiot! My grandfather has an imperial mark, which I gave to them! “
Murong Hai was almost suffocated to death by his words.
Lu Zhou said calmly, “Don't worry, the target of these cultivators should not be the Ci Family. ”
“I agree,” said Murong Hai while nodding. “If they want money, they will ask for it. But they didn't do it, and they didn't kill a single hostage, which means what they wanted was something else. Then why are they doing this? “
Just then, Yuan’er Small pointed to the sky and said, “A pigeon pos!”
Swooshes!
He soared like a bolt of lightning and caught the bird before dropping it to the ground.
“This is from Fourth Senior Sister. ”
Lu Zhou did not ask him to read this time but gestured to him. Little Yuan’er handed the letter to him, after reading it, he slightly furrowed his brows.
“What is the content of the letter, Grandpa?”
“Some trivial things. ”
With a wave of his hand, the letter was smashed and carried away by the wind. Murong Hai stood to the side in silence, not daring to ask anything about the letter.
Looking at the beautiful scenery ahead, Lu Zhou said, “Send a letter to Old Fourth and tell him to wait for me to return. ”
Oho!
From the way they greeted each other, Murong Hai guessed that this pair of grandfathers and grandchildren must be from a sect. Great Yan's world was boundless, and it was perfectly normal to have one or two almighty hermits.
Lu Zhou looked at him, and instead of answering, he asked, “Do you know anything about the imperial sign?”
“Token it belongs to the Great Yan Emperor, and it can be used to mobilize the imperial army of the hundred thousand elites,” Murong Hai said. “The army has eight commanders, who guard eight sides of the capital. It was said that four of them were experts of the Newborn Tribulation God and were stationed to the north, south, east, and west of the capital, forming the strongest shield. The eight commanders reported directly to the emperor, and the only thing that could command them other than the emperor was this mark. It has a unique dragon carving, which makes it very easy to spot. ”
Lu Zhou nodded. What he said was basically true. After hearing about his uniqueness, Ji Tiandao sneaked into the palace and stole it. Since then, time has passed and things have changed. No matter how stupid the imperial family was, they would not let the lost tokens continue to have the ability to gather imperial troops. Nevertheless, the symbolic meaning of the token remains.
“Since you know about this token, why do you still dare to hold Wang Fugui captive?”
With a sad face, Murong Hai said, “I was careless and failed to notice the dragon carving. ”
Lu Zhou did not question him further. Just then, Yuan’er small pointed forward and said, “Grandfather, should be in front. ”
“Good . ”
The three of them circled the lake towards an empty field surrounded by mountains. There's no one around. After carefully studying the surroundings, Lu Zhou said in a deep voice, “Show yourself. ”
No one answered him except the sound of birds crying out in the mountains and forests. For some unknown reason, Murong Hai felt uneasy. A chill ran down his back, and he felt that something bad was going to happen. So, he took a step back.
Swoosh's.
Suddenly, the animals and birds in the forest scattered and fled in all directions while an evil laughter rang out, echoing in the forest. Just then, a black figure flew over from the mountains. He had a man held under one arm, but he landed slowly like a feather.
Murong Hai stepped back again. “Aura is very strong! An expert of the heavenly Court! This isn't good, he's probably the villain of the Gold Trial Mountain! Run for your life! ” He turned and ran. However, he was not far away when a layer of invisible energy blocked his path.
“It's too late to run now. The hoarse voice of the black figure sounded terrifying.
“Save me, Old Man!”
Lu Zhou stood motionless with his hands folded behind his back. Judging from the man's aura fluctuations, he was stronger than the eight meridians Brahma Sea expert: he should have been a heavenly Court expert. Lu Zhou did not think that this man was worthy of him using a peak-form experience card.
The man's long black hair covered his cheeks, making it difficult for anyone to see his face.
“The fact that you managed to escape the trap on Bluesun Mountain proves that you are quite strong. But unfortunately, that's far from enough. ”
“A Mystic Enlightenment cultivator two holes, an eighth level Body Tempering cultivator ..” Through the gap between his hair, the man glanced at Murong Hai and Lu Zhou, and then his eyes were fixed on Yuan’er Small. “... And an eight-meridian Brahma Sea cultivator. Ck, ck, this seems like a fair deal. ”
Little Yuan's eyes twinkled, and he chuckled. “This one will last longer. ”
The man laughed out loud.
Yuan’er small was about to rush over, but Lu Zhou raised his hand and stopped him. While stroking his beard, he said, “You're too impatient. He was merely a cultivator of the heavenly Court. You will have the chance to fight. ”
Oho!
Murong Hai was speechless. ‘Old Man looks good in terms of appearance, but why is he so arrogant in speaking? Was it because he had a grandson who had opened the eight meridians of the Brahma Sea realm? ‘
“Do you know who you're talking to, old man?” The black figure raised a hand and pointed towards Lu Zhou.
“Three Yin Styles of the Daoist Society?” Lu Zhou's tone of voice remained calm.
It made the man speechless, and he shifted his gaze from Yuan’er Minor to Lu Zhou. His intuition told him that this old man was not an eighth level Body Tempering cultivator, but had used some means to conceal his aura. And the fact that he was able to know his sect with a glance proved that he was not as simple as he seemed.
“Who are you?”
“You practice the reverse breathing method, which absorbs the essence of energy from heaven and earth through the Laogong acupoints in your arms and piles them up in your Dantian. The method is very easy to master, but there is a lack of — Your bones will feel shivering, and you will be in a lot of pain for at least ten days a month. ”
2Lu Zhou paused for a moment before continuing, “Your life is only three months away!