"It's not impossible for you to call me big sister."
Lan Xihe's smile was like a spring breeze. He didn't look like the high and mighty White Tower Master at all. He didn't care if he called him a junior.
"Oh. “
Little Yuan 'er began to count with her fingers again. "The eleventh Birth Matrix is 8,100, the twelfth Birth Matrix is 8,600, and the thirteenth Birth Matrix is minus 3,000 … Ah?"
She covered her mouth again and said, "Sister … but I'm only eighteen this year …"
Do you know what you mean by that?
Fortunately, Lan Xihe did not mind. He looked at Little Yuan 'er in surprise and said, "Eighteen?"
Little Yuan 'er nodded like a chick pecking at grains. Her eyes were wide as she stared curiously at Lan Xihe, who had long hair that flowed like a waterfall and seemed to be about the same age as her.
Lan Xihe shifted his gaze from Little Yuan 'er to Si Wuya, then to Yu Zhenghai, and finally to Conch.
"Pavilion Master Lu, are these your disciples?"
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Not entirely."
Shen Xi bowed. "The Evil Sky Pavilion's Guardian greets Tower Master Lan."
Yan Zhenluo said, "The Evil Sky Pavilion's Left Emissary greets Tower Master Lan."
There was no need to explain the rest.
Lan Xihe smiled.
"How did Pavilion Master Lu produce so many outstanding disciples?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said,
"A master leads the way, and cultivation is up to the individual. Their talents are not bad, but they rely more on their own hard work."
"Reaching the Nine-leaf stage in 18 years … This isn't something an ordinary person can do." Lan Xihe glanced at Little Yuan 'er again.
"Let me correct you. Ninth Senior Sister started cultivating when she was five," Conch said.
"Not bad."
Lan Xihe looked at Conch and Little Yuan 'er on his left in awe. "You're the youngest disciple?"
Conch nodded and answered simply, "Mhm."
"Little Junior Sister reached the Ten-leaf stage in less than a year," Little Yuan 'er said proudly.
"Less than a year …"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
The topic had strayed a little too far.
If this continued, Conch's origins would definitely be exposed.
Luo Xuan had said that Conch came from an unknown land. Moreover, she had consumed the Great Void Seed before. If they were not careful, they might attract unwanted attention.
Although Si Wuya had concealed each of his disciples' auras, when the ten of them appeared in a group, their auras were shocking. It was difficult not to think of the ten Great Void seeds.
However …
Lan Xihe stood up again and looked at Lu Zhou.
"Pavilion Master Lu, I've shown enough sincerity. I'll answer all of your questions honestly. In that case … can I also ask a few questions? "
"Xihe."
The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion knew how much the pavilion master valued Lan Xihe. Lan Xihe, who had thirteen Fate Matrices, was an expert who had passed two Fate Trials, so he deserved such treatment.
"Pavilion Master Lu, are you really not from the Great Void?" Lan Xihe's gaze was gentle like two bright lamps, filled with seriousness.
"No."
"Liang and Lan.
Lan Xihe continued to ask, "Then why is Pavilion Master Lu cultivating a blue lotus?"
All this while, Lu Zhou's blue lotus had become the Evil Sky Pavilion's pillar of support. In the beginning, Si Wuya thought it came from the barrier. Later on, the four elders thought it was some kind of secret technique. "Star" to was. and., many people and and and and and ", one and" was for for "t. Many people, such as Xiao Yunhe, had already assumed Lu Zhou to be a blue lotus cultivator. However, if that was the case, how did Lu Zhou unleash the power of the golden lotus? Many people, such as Xiao Yunhe, regarded Lu Zhou as a blue lotus expert. If that was the case, how did Lu Zhou unleash the power of the golden lotus?
How did he do it?
Everyone was curious.
Lu Zhou gave it some thought and answered, "Cultivation method."
He did not lie. The Three Scrolls of Heavenly Writing were given to the blue lotus domain.
When Lan Xihe heard this, he felt a sense of loss. He seemed regretful about this answer, but he was unwilling to accept it.
"Really?"
"I never lie," Lu Zhou said.
"One last request …"
Lan Xihe regained his composure. His initial anticipation seemed to have vanished. "I'd like to learn a few moves from you, Pavilion Master Lu."
Lu Zhou. "…"
The disciples did not mind. They did not know what their master was thinking.
Lu Zhou was thinking of a way to deal with this. He had many techniques, but most of them were lethal. They were not suitable for sparring.
"That's not a wise move. Why?" Lu Zhou asked.
Lan Xihe sighed softly.
"It's lonely at the top. Whether it's the Black Tower or the White Tower, the Great Circle Tower, or the Great Nether Tower … I've never lost. Ever since I witnessed the battle between Pavilion Master Lu and Xia Zhengrong, I've learned that there's always someone better than me. I know it'll be difficult for me to win, but I want to try. "
"Just for this?"
"It's also to verify a theory I have."
"What is it?"
"I'm not sure yet …"
Lan Xihe did not answer his question directly.
Lu Zhou nodded lightly and said, "You'd better think this through. If I want to, nobody in this world can withstand a palm strike from me."
"…"
The expressions of the white-clad cultivators froze.
Lu Zhou's words were too arrogant.
They knew Lu Zhou's cultivation base was profound and could easily defeat Xia Zhengrong. However, it was not to the extent where he could not even withstand a palm strike.
Moreover, Lan Xihe, the Tower Master of the White Tower, had 13 Birth Charts.
Ning Wanqing was the only one who looked slightly uncomfortable. He could not see, but he could hear.
"Tower Master Lan, I don't think there's a need to spar," Ning Wanqing said.
"You think I have no chance of winning?" Lan Xihe looked at Ning Wanqing.
"That's not what I meant … I just don't think there's a need to. I've personally experienced Pavilion Master Lu's strength, and I know I'm no match for him. "Ning Wanqing was a smart man. He did not want to repeat the mistakes of the Black Tower.
A white-clad cultivator at the side said, "Judge Ning, you're you.
"Judge Ning, you are you. How can you be compared to the Tower Lord? Pavilion Master Lu can defeat two elders. Isn't it normal for you to lose? "
Ning Wanqing was speechless.
The winner was the king, and the loser was the thief.
Lan Xihe said, "I know what I'm doing."
Lu Zhou nodded lightly and said, "Three moves."
"It's a deal."
As soon as he finished speaking …
Lan Xihe's figure vanished from the long bench.
It was as though he had vanished into thin air. It was clear how powerful the Thirteen Birth Charts were for him to be able to come and go without a trace.
"Outside." Little Yuan 'er turned around and ran out. She leaped onto the railing and looked at Lan Xihe who hovered in the white world.
Lan Xihe smiled faintly. "Little girl, can you sense it?"
"Sense it?" Little Yuan 'er shook her head, indicating that she did not understand.
Lan Xihe's figure flickered again before he vanished from his spot.
Little Yuan 'er leaped onto the railing and circled around a few pillars. She looked at Lan Xihe and asked, "Big sister, what are you doing?"
Lan Xihe. "…"
Little Yuan 'er frowned slightly.
There was another flash. This time, she appeared on the opposite side of the white tower.
Little Yuan 'er seemed to sense that Lu Zhou was testing her. Her curiosity was piqued. She unleashed the Supreme Purity Jade Slip and the Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps. She ran toward the opposite side of the white tower. She stepped on the railing like an elf in the forest, agile and nimble.
"Too close …" Little Yuan 'er leaped over the railing with a giggle and flew toward Lan Xihe.
The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion left the 72nd floor of the white tower.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he watched the interaction between Little Yuan 'er and Lan Xihe with interest.
He was not worried that she would hurt Little Yuan 'er.
Lan Xihe's figure flickered again before she vanished from sight.
She was too fast. Those with a weak cultivation base would not be able to catch her.
Little Yuan 'er looked up and said, "It's too high. I don't dare to go up. Come down!"
Conch walked up to Little Yuan 'er's side. She looked at the sky curiously and said, "Ninth Senior Sister, you can see?"
"Is this how she flies?!" Little Yuan 'er extended a finger and pointed at the horizon.
Lan Xihe descended slowly from above.
She looked at Little Yuan 'er in shock and said, "I suddenly feel that Ye Tianxin isn't the most suitable candidate."
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