Lu Ping had been practicing in seclusion in the water vein for more than ten years. Although it was not a big deal for the gap between the mid Dharma stage and the late Dharma stage, Lu Ping's own strength had improved by leaps and bounds in these ten years.
Shui Zhirou and the other practitioners of Wuxing School still used the strength of Lu Ping that they had known for more than ten years. Coupled with Lu Ping's surprise attack, Shui Zhirou and the other disciples of Wuxing School naturally had their ambush broken by Lu Ping right from the start.
However, looking at the female practitioner who was the strongest among the many disciples of Wuxing School in the ambush standing in front of him even though she knew she was no match for him, Lu Ping's words were contemptuous, but his eyes were fixed on the bell spirit treasure that was hovering above Shui Zhirou's head and making a crisp ringing sound from time to time.
She was able to upgrade her natal treasure to the level of a spirit treasure. Just this alone was enough for Lu Ping to not dare to be careless at all!
Shui Zhirou looked directly at Lu Ping and said coldly, "Lu Tianping, you really live up to your reputation. However, your followers are in our hands. If you don't want anything to happen to them, please come with me. Our Wuxing School will definitely treat you like a distinguished guest. Once our plan is completed, Shui Zhirou will definitely apologize and send you back to the North Sea. What do you think?"
Shui Zhirou could see the mockery in Lu Ping's eyes. She did not avoid his eyes at all and continued, "Please believe in the credibility of our sect, Lu Daoyou. Moreover, your three followers …"
Shui Zhirou deliberately did not finish her words. Presumably, Lu Ping also knew what she wanted to say.
Lu Ping smiled slightly and said, "Rather than believe in the credibility of Wuxing School, I'd rather believe in you. Unfortunately, although I really hope to save Samling, I don't believe that your sect would dare to attack the three little guys at this time. The one who should be more afraid of the Green Sea Snake is your sect!"
Lu Ping could see clearly that if he could escape, Wuxing School would be afraid that he would spread the news of the Green Jade Canal and would not dare to attack Samling. Lu Ping would also not dare to casually reveal the Green Jade Canal for the sake of Samling's safety.
However, if he really fell into the hands of Wuxing School, then Wuxing School could decide whether to kill him or not. Moreover, Lu Ping did not have the habit of putting his life in the hands of others.
Shui Zhirou only confronted Lu Ping but did not make the first move. Immediately, Lu Ping understood that Shui Zhirou was stalling for time. Perhaps the backup masters of Wuxing School had already arrived at this time.
Lu Ping knew that he might not be able to rescue Samling today, but he also firmly believed that Wuxing School would definitely not dare to kill Samling at will. Therefore, he sneered and was about to leave this place with a conveyance light under his feet.
How could Shui Zhirou let Lu Ping escape so easily? Although she was not a match for Lu Ping, she was confident that she could stall him for a while if she tried her best. Therefore, the Rainstorm Bell in her hand suddenly rang out a series of ringing sounds. Lu Ping felt that a curtain of rain was falling in front of him. The dense ringing of the bell was like the sound of a curtain of rain falling on a river, making it difficult for him to distinguish which direction was east, west, and which made it extremely difficult for him to break through the obstruction of the curtain of rain.
At this moment, Lu Ping's surroundings had turned into a rainstorm world. Lu Ping sneered in his heart as he thought, This is interesting. This skill is obviously Shui Zhirou's natal great skill with her natal spiritual treasure. And in this rainstorm world, hidden in the unknown darkness, Shui Zhirou's killing intent would be Shui Zhirou's hidden killing intent.
Although Shui Zhirou only wanted to stall Lu Ping as much as possible, if he really underestimated her, Shui Zhirou naturally did not mind changing the entanglement into a sneak attack.
However, a look of disdain flashed across Lu Ping's face. Then, under Shui Zhirou's incredulous gaze, the rainstorm in the sky began to violently fluctuate. At this moment, Shui Zhirou suddenly felt that her control over the rainstorm world formed by the great divine ability was suddenly snatched away. In that instant, almost one-third of the control over the rainstorm world was taken away, and the intensity of the struggle was constantly increasing.
In a situation where Lu Ping could not use the sword of true spirit, Lu Ping did not have a natal spiritual treasure to increase the power of his great divine ability. Even so, this did not mean that Lu Ping did not have the means to resist Shui Zhirou's natal spiritual treasure.
After Lu Ping used the Art of Traversing Clouds and Summoning Rain, even without the enhancement of a natal spiritual treasure, Lu Ping could still fight against Shui Zhirou for control over the rainstorm world with his powerful cultivation.
In the pitch-black rainstorm world, more and more of the rain began to scatter. Although Shui Zhirou did her best to resist, her divine ability was rapidly disintegrating in the face of Lu Ping's unstoppable strength.
Finally, a ray of light shone through the pitch-black rainstorm world. Amidst the mournful ringing of the Rain Bell, Lu Ping finally broke through Shui Zhirou's great divine ability. However, this method of forcefully breaking the opponent's divine ability also caused Shui Zhirou to be heavily injured. Her chest tightened and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Shui Zhirou was definitely at her weakest. It was the best time to take her life. Unfortunately, Lu Ping was not willing to stay for long. After disrupting this divine ability world, Lu Ping quickly discovered that someone was thinking about this area of Qingming River. Thus, his figure flashed twice and he was already several kilometers away.
A ray of light descended from the sky. Mu Changsheng's figure flashed out of the light and he was the first to arrive. Seeing Shui Zhirou's pale face, which clearly showed that she had used up a lot of Vital Energy and Spiritual Sense, he hurriedly asked with concern, "Junior Sister Rou, how are you?"
Shui Zhirou did not care about Mu Changsheng's expression and hurriedly said, "Quickly chase after him, that person is Lu Tianping. He already knows about our sect's plan."
Mu Changsheng was shocked, but he could no longer care about anything else. A leaf flashed under his feet and instantly expanded to a radius of three meters. Then, carrying Mu Changsheng, the leaf swayed left and right as it chased in the direction that Lu Ping had left.
Although this leaf-like magic treasure was swaying left and right as it flew, making it look extremely slow, it was actually as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had already disappeared into the horizon.
After Mu Changsheng left, several rays of light flashed in the sky one after another, following behind Mu Changsheng. Each ray of light that swept past could leave a trail of light that was tens of meters long in the sky. This showed that the owners of these rays of light were all true mid Dharma adepts. In fact, the two most dazzling rays of light in the lead were both late Dharma adepts.
Shui Zhirou glanced at Mu Changsheng in the distance, and a complicated look flashed in her eyes. Then, she swallowed some kind of elixir, turned around, and turned into a ray of light that merged into the Qingming River and disappeared.
And just after Shui Zhirou left, the surface of the Qingming River, which had just calmed down after a fierce battle, suddenly rippled, and then two figures slowly rose from the river.
If Lu Ping was here, he would definitely be surprised by the identity of these two people. One of them was the first direct disciple of the Nine Xuan Tower, Wei Zhen, who had seriously injured Lu Ping previously, and the other was actually the newly promoted second generation Pure Yang adept of the Nine Xuan Tower, Eighth Sister Zhu!
However, at this time, Eighth Sister Zhu looked very disheveled. Her face was pale, as if she had just been seriously injured. It was unknown how these two people had managed to escape from the situation where the Nine Xuan Tower was surrounded by Mara's army.
Eighth Sister Zhu's expression was fierce, and she said in a sinister voice, "Very well, this bunch of trash from Wuxing School actually dared to take advantage of the situation. Not only did they plot against the water vein of the Qingming River, they actually dared to be so arrogant in front of the Nine Xuan Tower. Do they really think that this is their backyard?"
At the side, Wei Zhen hurriedly said, "Uncle-Master, please calm down. A little impatience will spoil the great plan. At this time, it is more important for us to think of a way to break the siege of the sects. As for the despicable acts of the Wuxing School, when the sects recover, they will naturally take revenge!"
With great difficulty, Eighth Sister Zhu suppressed the anger in her heart and said fiercely, "We can't just let it go like this. The fact that Wuxing School plotted against the water vein of the Qingming River must be leaked. At this time, we can't care about the water vein of the Qingming River, and others can also forget about taking advantage of the situation. I don't believe that the sects like the Purple Sun Palace and the Skyward Pavilion will allow Wuxing School to replenish the water vein of the Five Elements and improve their sects' strength."
Wei Zhen laughed bitterly. How could he be willing to be taken advantage of like this? He even suspected that this time, the sieging army had strangely gathered on such a large scale to besiege the Nine Mystical Tower. Could Wuxing School also be behind this?
However, this time, they had used the backup plan left by their sects and paid a huge price to escape from the siege of Mara's army without anyone knowing. Their plan was extremely secretive, so they were not only hiding from Mara, but also from the cultivators of other sects.
However, at this time, Eighth Sister Zhu wanted to expose the fact that Wuxing School was plotting against the Qingyu Canal. This was extremely inappropriate in Wei Zhen's opinion. However, Eighth Sister Zhu was a senior of the sect and one of the most powerful Pure Yang Laozu in the Nine Mystical Tower. Even if Wei Zhen wanted to, he didn't dare to do it openly. Moreover, in Wei Zhen's opinion, perhaps after the fact that Wuxing School was plotting against the water vein of the Qingming River, ordinary people might not be able to detect that it was a cultivator of the Nine Mystical Tower who leaked the news.
At the same time, dozens of miles away, Lu Ping looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
Xiao Baiyu laughed and said, "I want you to join us. How about it, do you want to join us?"
Lu Ping didn't even think about it and said, "No!"
Xiao Baiyu still had a smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, think about it again. It will take the people of Wuxing School a while to catch up. Don't worry, when they arrive, the Old Man will leave. It definitely won't affect the fair fight between you two."
At this time, Lu Ping's divine thoughts had also sensed the several fleeting lights coming in his direction from a distance. Seeing that the old man in front of him still refused to give in, once Lu Ping refused, Lu Ping could even guess that the old man in front of him would definitely leave the moment the cultivators of Wuxing School arrived. Without exposing his own identity, he would deliberately cause Lu Ping to fight with the two cultivators of Wuxing School who were chasing after him. This was what he wanted to see!
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