Once a person was unlucky, even cold water would be stuffed between the teeth.
Zhu Honggong felt that he was extremely unlucky.
To think that he would actually bump into his teacher at the Green Jade Altar … How could he not be shocked and frightened?
Meanwhile.
The cultivator who was chasing after Qi Zhu Honggong came to a halt and looked up.
In the sky.
The square cage expanded and shot toward Zhu Honggong.
It seemed like he had triggered the probability. His luck was not bad.
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. He muttered under his breath, "I should've tried the lucky draw first …"
"Master, what shall I smoke?"
Lu Zhou ignored Little Yuan 'er. His attention was fully focused on the Binding Cage.
However …
When the cage expanded to a breathtaking size, it dived down and suddenly disappeared!
Yes, it suddenly disappeared.
The cultivators who saw this were all dumbfounded.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
This card's 200 merit points were wasted just like that.
Another one?
What if I continue to be empty?
There was only a 30% chance of using the item card.
If all of them were empty, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
While he was hesitating.
Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth, was overjoyed. He hastily mumbled, "Master is letting me go!"
Hurry up and run!
His speed was comparable to a Nascent Divinity Tribulation Realm cultivator's.
Lu Zhou had his legendary mount, Bi An. If he gave chase, he would be able to catch up. The problem was, he would have to use item cards if he wanted to capture Zhu Honggong. Although Little Yuan 'er's strength was not bad, she was still a little weaker than Old Eighth. Moreover, the current situation did not seem right, so he had to leave her here to protect him.
The psychological trauma of the lucky draw gave him a bad feeling.
Forget it, I'll catch him in the future.
This sinful disciple's luck is not bad. I'll catch him and try the lottery again in the future.
Moreover, it was not difficult to catch the eighth brother. There would be plenty of time and opportunities in the future. Right now, there were more important things to do, so he would leave him alone for the time being.
"Master, Master … quick, quick, he's running away! The traitor has escaped! "Little Yuan 'er cried out.
"It's fine."
Lu Zhou waved his hand. "I have important matters to attend to."
"Oh." Little Yuan 'er gave him a regretful look. In just a blink of an eye, Zhu Honggong disappeared into the forest.
Lu Zhou was about to fly to the Green Jade Altar.
"Master!"
The person who spoke was the cultivator who was chasing after Zhu Honggong, Old Eighth.
Lu Zhou looked in the direction of the voice.
"It's you?"
Standing not far away from them was none other than the Fiend Temple's Third Seat, Duan Xing, whom Meng Qi had met on the holy altar in Runan.
For someone of the Demonic Dao to appear on the Green Jade Altar, it was a strange sight. It was a little out of place.
"Junior Duan Xing greets Grandmaster."
Just now, when Duan Xing was chasing his eighth brother, he recognized the old man when he saw the Suanni in the sky and the glittering golden cage. With the appearance of a Buddhist master, he had no choice but to give up the chase.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly. "The Fiend Temple has always been at odds with the Noble Path. Why are you here?"
Duan Xing said respectfully, "Sect Master has ordered me to come and discuss with Sect Master Zhang about dealing with the devil together. Junior is only accompanying you. "
After saying this, he looked left and right.
Duan Xing continued, "I didn't expect to meet Grandmaster here."
Lu Zhou waved his hand and surveyed the situation.
The battle situation seemed to have started to weaken, and many people retreated like the tide.
"What happened here?" Lu Zhou asked.
Duan Xing chuckled dryly.
The Fiend Temple's trip was a secret to begin with. They did not want anyone to know about it. They had been careful along the way. However, they did not expect their whereabouts to be exposed. Zhu Honggong had caused so much trouble that almost everyone knew about it. There was no need for him to hide it anymore.
Hence, he bowed and said, "The Fiend Temple's whereabouts were exposed, and the Evil King tried to sow discord. He brought many cultivators from the Noble Path to attack the Fiend Temple. The Evil King even revealed his whereabouts on purpose to attract more cultivators from the Noble Path. That's why we're in such a sorry state and have suffered heavy casualties. "
Lu Zhou nodded.
Old Eighth would not have been able to do all this.
Needless to say, Old Seventh, Si Wuya, must be behind all of this.
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across the cultivators who were advancing and retreating.
Based on their auras and the cultivation methods they unleashed, it was clear that many of them were from the Noble Path.
Duan Xing said, "Grandmaster, why didn't you take down the Evil King earlier? If you could take him down, our sect's name would've been tarnished! "
"Tarnished?" Lu Zhou's expression was indifferent.
"The Fiend Temple belongs to the Fiend Path, to begin with. Now, we're in cahoots with the Noble Path. From now on, we'll be the laughingstock of others. If we can capture the Evil King, it'll be a great merit! The attention of the Noble Path will be focused on the Evil King as well. "
Lu Zhou's expression was calm. It was hard to tell if he was happy or angry. He stroked his beard and said, "That's a good plan. The Fiend Path will capture the Fiend Path, and the thief will call it thief. Interesting."
Duan Xing was extremely embarrassed by Lu Zhou's words. He scratched his head and said, "Grandmaster, the Evil Sky Pavilion once killed the Fiend Temple's Second Seat. We'll call it even if we capture the Evil King. It's not a thief calling it thief."
Little Yuan 'er placed her hands on her hips and said, "You're a thief!"
If any other cultivator had insulted Duan Xing like this, he would have flown into a rage. However, since the grandmaster was here, he could not do anything. He could only force an awkward smile and say, "You're right, you're right …"
However, Duan Xing was a tactful person. He was not like those hypocrites who did things that were annoying.
"Why did you come to the Green Jade Altar, grandmaster?" Duan Xing asked.
"Where's Hua Wudao?" Lu Zhou asked indifferently.
"Hua Wudao? The elder of the Yun Sect, the leader of the Yun, Tian, and Luo Sects, is here? "Duan Xing was shocked.
"The Fiend Temple doesn't know about this?"
"I'm here with the sect master on an errand. I'm not aware of this," Duan Xing replied.
Lu Zhou looked at the top of the Green Jade Altar and asked, "Are they all on the Green Jade Altar?"
Duan Xing shook his head and said, "The Evil King is causing trouble. The sect master has left."
Lu Zhou shook his head.
'That rascal has ruined my plans.'
Lu Zhou waved his arm. Bi An flew toward the Green Jade Altar.
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Meanwhile.
In a corner of the forest outside the Green Jade Altar.
Old Eighth was slumped on the ground. He kept wiping the sweat off his face.
He panted with fear lingering in his heart.
When he finally calmed himself down, he put on a long face and said, "Why is master here? You can't do this to me! Seventh Senior Brother, come out now! "
Si Wuya, Old Seventh, walked out of the dense forest.
He shook his head and said, "This happened too suddenly. I didn't expect master to show up on the Green Jade Altar."
"I don't care about that. I want compensation for the plan you came up with!" Zhu Honggong raised his hand as though he wanted something.
Si Wuya smiled faintly. He patted Zhu Honggong's hand and said, "Good, good, good … It's all my fault, senior brother. The Darknet will pay for the Tiger Ridge Ridge's expenses for a year. "
"That's more like it."
Zhu Honggong felt much better now. He scratched his head and said, "Seventh Senior Brother, we've gone through so much trouble to come up with this plan. Why?"
He continued to ask for votes.
(End of this chapter)
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