"Let me."
Duanmu Sheng tossed his Overlord Spear to Pan Zhong.
Pan Zhong staggered and nearly got crushed by the weight of the Overlord Spear. Fortunately, he circulated his Essence in time to resist the Overlord Spear.
Mingshi Yin stepped aside. Duanmu Sheng stepped into the Cave of Reflection.
With Duanmu Sheng's height, even without using his Primal Qi, he could easily lift Zhu Honggong up like an eagle catching a chick.
He stretched out his palm …
Primal Qi flowed through Zhu Honggong's body.
"Don't move!" Duanmu Sheng said sternly.
"Hahaha … I didn't want to move. Third Senior Brother, you're making me itchy … Hahaha …" Zhu Honggong did not want to laugh, but he could not help it.
With so many people watching, how could I, Old Eighth, be shameless?
I'm an Evil Sky Pavilion disciple, after all.
Duanmu Sheng paid no heed to him. He carefully examined the stone, not letting go of any possibility.
Zhu Honggong did not dare to use his Primal Qi to resist.
After a while.
After Duanmu Sheng was done with his inspection, he bowed at Lu Zhou and said, "Master, I'm done. I found nothing."
Mingshi Yin was stunned.
I'm done for, I'm done for … I'm overly suspicious. Master will definitely start scolding me.
However,
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Not now doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. Mingshi Yin's words are not without reason. "
"I'm innocent!" Zhu Honggong's face was covered in tears.
He had never felt so wronged in his life.
Mingshi Yin heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Old Eighth, don't quibble. The Five Mice took away your zen robe, but they didn't want to take you away. Do you still expect Old Seventh to help you? He's using you. "
Speaking of the zen robe.
Zhu Honggong was stunned.
This thing was his life, his root, his nail.
Without the zen robe, it was like taking his life away.
Zhu Honggong looked up and said, "Master … I have something to say!"
"Speak."
"I know you're punishing Seventh Senior Brother, master … I have a plan!" Zhu Honggong said.
"???" Mingshi Yin.
The others looked at Zhu Honggong with complicated gazes.
With his IQ, he still needed to come up with a plan?
Why did this matter sound so unreliable?
Mingshi Yin said mockingly, "You're not fit to offer a plan. The most you can do is come up with some lousy ideas."
Zhu Honggong smiled awkwardly.
He was used to being mocked in the past, so he had long trained himself to be thick-skinned.
"Master, I know where Old Seventh and the Fifth Mouse like to meet," Zhu Honggong said.
Mingshi Yin asked, puzzled, "With Old Seventh's abilities, would he let you in on such a confidential matter?"
Zhu Honggong said, "I only found out about it by chance … Besides, Seventh Senior Brother trusted me at that time."
"Is that why you betrayed him?" Mingshi Yin asked.
"…"
Zhu Honggong wanted to cry.
Fourth Senior Brother, can you not speak like that?
Speaking like that would really choke someone to death!
"Where?" Lu Zhou asked.
The clues Zhu Honggong provided might not be valuable, but it was better than nothing. Moreover, he had to prevent the rascal from playing tricks … Lu Zhou was not worried about this. To him, everything else was not important as long as he could see Si Wuya. In the face of absolute power, all schemes and plots were as pale as a piece of white paper.
"Upper Prime City, Long Wind Restaurant," Zhu Honggong replied.
"The Black Knights once went to Upper Prime City to quell the chaos, but the Five Mice still dared to stay in Upper Prime City?" Zhao Yue asked in surprise.
Mingshi Yin said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place … Nobody knows these mice. Even if they were to stand on the streets, you might not know them. I'm not surprised that they met in Upper Prime City, "Mingshi Yin said.
Lu Zhou turned to look at Mingshi Yin and said, "Mingshi Yin."
"Yes, master."
"Head to Upper Prime City and capture Si Wuya …"
Lu Zhou continued to say, "Also, tell the Five Mice that they'd better come up the mountain and beg for forgiveness … Otherwise, they'll have to bear the consequences."
Mingshi Yin did not dare to be careless.
He did not dare to be careless.
Si Wuya's cultivation base was already restrained.
It would not be difficult to capture him.
Mingshi Yin had been feeling indignant about his failure to wait for the rabbit at Yellow Peak Mountain.
Now that he knew their whereabouts, he had to seize this opportunity.
'A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit … Second Senior Brother was one of them. Who else would it be this time?'
A peerless figure like Second Senior Brother could not possibly be a bodyguard at all times.
"Yes, master!"
Mingshi Yin retreated to the side.
It was already late. There was no hurry to depart.
Zhu Honggong kowtowed and said, "Master … does this count as a meritorious deed? I hope Master and Senior Brother can help me retrieve the zen tunic! "
Lu Zhou looked at Zhu Honggong and said, "Rascal, you didn't report what you knew … What should you do?"
He hastily said, "Rascal, you didn't report what you knew … What should you do?"
Zhu Honggong was shocked. He did not dare to make any requests.
He hastily said, "I've made a mistake!"
Realization dawned on the others.
Since Old Eighth knew about the contact point, he must have his own selfish motives for hiding it until now!
"50 strikes … Duanmu Sheng, carry it out." Lu Zhou turned around with his hands on his back.
When Zhu Honggong saw that his master did not leave, he felt terrible.
Clearly, he wanted to supervise the punishment personally.
The 50 strikes were probably more painful than the 100 strikes he had received in the past.
"Yes, master."
Duanmu Sheng found a rod and entered the Cave of Reflection. He lifted Zhu Honggong up without any hesitation and placed him on the stone table.
"Senior Brother … Senior Brother, be light … be light …"
"I'm sorry, junior brother … These are the rules. It's better to be heavy … I'm doing this for your own good. If there are no rules in the vast Golden Court Mountain, how can we restore our former glory? "Duanmu Sheng said.
Bam!
"Ouch!"
A cry that sounded like a pig being slaughtered rang in the air.
"Ding! Severely punish the rascal, Zhu Honggong. Reward: 500 merit points."
Lu Zhou did not even look at Zhu Honggong. He placed his hands on his back and left the Cave of Reflection.
"Safe journey, master."
"Safe journey, Pavilion Master."
The others bowed slightly.
After Lu Zhou left the Cave of Reflection, the others finally felt more at ease.
Mingshi Yin said with a smile, "Old Eighth, you deserve it. It's better than crippling your cultivation base or taking your life."
"Thank … Thank you, Senior Brother … Ouch …"
Bam!
Bam!
Even for cultivators like them who had undergone Body Tempering and were protected by their protective energies, such a violent beating was painful. Moreover, Duanmu Sheng was a straightforward person. Every strike was ruthless.
Tears streamed down Zhu Honggong's face.
Mingshi Yin shook his head and said with a smile, "I'll think of a way to retrieve the zen tunic for you."
When Zhu Honggong heard this, he was overjoyed. As he was being beaten, he cupped his fists with difficulty and said, "You're … Ouch! Senior Brother, you're … you're good to me!"
Mingshi Yin no longer looked at him.
He turned around and left.
Pan Zhong hastily walked up to him and said, "Mister Fourth, you're truly meticulous and wise. If Mister Fourth didn't see through our tricks, I'm afraid we would've been deceived by Mister Seventh, uh … the traitor. "
"What's the matter?" Mingshi Yin had a nagging feeling that this fellow was acting strangely.
"No … nothing. I admire you from the bottom of my heart, Mister Fourth … I'm not lying," Pan Zhong said solemnly.
"I like listening to you. You're full of flattery and flattery, but they sound so sincere …"
After saying this, he vanished in a flash.
Meanwhile.
Inside the secluded hut.
Si Wuya did not try to break the mantras like before.
Instead, he leaned back on a bamboo chair and basked in the sun.
The shelves beside him were filled with books about mantras. They were slightly messy.
"When did master master master master such a profound Divine Mantra?" Si Wuya could not figure it out.
He had ordered his men to search for these books.
Recently, he had been researching ways to break mantras every day.
He had personally tried most of the methods mentioned in the book.
Alas …
None of them succeeded.
At this moment, a gray-robed cultivator's subordinate floated over from afar. He landed on the ground, fell to one knee, and said, "Sect master, I've investigated. The Evil Sky Pavilion has no dealings with Buddhist or Daoist elites."
Si Wuya stood up slowly.
He walked out of the secluded hut with his hands behind his back.
"The experts of Buddhism at the Holy Altar of Runan, the experts of Taoism at the Measure Heaven River, the Nine Secret Words Hand Seals of Tangzi Town … and even the unknown power on the Lotus Platform have nothing to do with the outside world?"
The scene on the lotus platform.
Si Wuya had witnessed it with his own eyes. He was certain the power came from the barrier.
"We didn't find any clues."
Speaking of this.
Si Wuya nodded and said with a smile, "I can basically confirm that master is looking for a new method … It's the same as before."
"Sect Leader, should we continue to investigate this matter?"
"No need."
Si Wuya shook his head and asked, "Did you manage to find the Evil Sky Pavilion's spies?"
"Currently, we only know that the other party is very capable, but we don't know who it is …"
"What about the palace?"
"The informants in the palace didn't manage to find anything either … However, they did receive another piece of information. The elites from Rongxi's Lou Lan have entered the palace. This person should be the culprit behind the Grand Lotus Dais Formation. "
"This Mo Li is quite capable," Si Wuya said, "You may leave."
"Understood."
The gray-robed cultivator left.
He returned to the secluded hut and sat on the bamboo chair. He closed his eyes.
He rested for a moment.
Then, his subordinates appeared nearby.
"Sect Leader, there's a report from Upper Prime City."
"What is it?"
"The Upper Prime's Five Mice stole Mister Eighth's zen tunic! They said they wanted to use it as payment for the trip to the Evil Sky Pavilion. "
As soon as he finished speaking …
Si Wuya's eyes snapped open.
He said expressionlessly, "Fools!"
"Sect Leader … The Upper Prime's Five Mice aren't from the Darknet, after all. They're difficult to control … Should we seize this opportunity to kill them?"
Si Wuya remained silent.
After muttering to himself for a moment, he said, "Send word to the Five Mice. Tell them to meet you in Upper Prime City in two days."
"Sect Leader, it's not appropriate for you to show yourself now. I can handle everything on your behalf, "the subordinate said.
"It's fine." "… The elites of Rongxi's Lou Lan have arrived. The Upper Prime Era has been peaceful for too long. It's time to light a fire."
"Yes! This subordinate will do it right away! "
The next morning, in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou slowly opened his eyes from his meditative state.
He checked his extraordinary power and found that it was still more than half away from saturation.
Fortunately, the speed of comprehension was faster than before. Previously, it would take seven to ten days to reach a state of saturation. At this speed, it would only take about five days now.
He did not continue to comprehend the Heavenly Writing.
Instead, he stood up, walked to the table, and looked down at the ancient sheepskin drawing.
Compared to the previous day, there were no changes to the old parchment drawing. Only the picture of the Imperial Palace in the Divine Capital was slightly clearer. The rest were either blurry or blank.
"The other remnant pieces of the Open Tomes of Heaven might be in the palace."
However …
How were they supposed to find it?
Although Jiang Aijian possessed remarkable abilities, some of his techniques were like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, he did not even know what the Open Heavenly Writing Scroll looked like.
Personally make a trip?
Other than himself, no one else knew about the Open Heavenly Book.
"Master … Old Eighth's still the same as yesterday. His Primal Qi is in a mess," Duanmu Sheng said.
"Have Pan Zhong seal his meridians, dantian, and sea of Qi … If he can't seal them, fight him until his Primal Qi is depleted," Lu Zhou said.
Why didn't I think of that? "Duanmu Sheng was overjoyed. Then, he muttered," It's been a long time since I sparred with someone … "
He was just about to turn around and leave.
Lu Zhou asked, "Where's Zhaoyue?"
During this period of time, Zhao Yue's behavior was also a little strange, so he had to pay more attention to her.
Moreover, Zhao Yue was usually the one who delivered the messages. There was no reason for Duanmu Sheng to be sent here all of a sudden.
"Junior Sister Zhao Yue isn't feeling well. She's resting in the south pavilion," Duanmu Sheng said.
Discomfort?
When a cultivator reached the Dao Transforming realm of the Divine Court realm, ordinary diseases were long gone.
Lu Zhou walked out of the pavilion.
He saw Duanmu Sheng standing respectfully at the door.
"Take care of Old Eighth …" Lu Zhou said.
"Disciple will go now."
He turned around and left.
Lu Zhou made his way to the southern pavilion.
The Southern Pavilion was silent.
"Zhao Yue." Lu Zhou projected his voice from the south pavilion.
"Ma-master?"
A surprised voice rang from the room.
However, Zhao Yue did not show herself.
Lu Zhou walked over with his hands on his back. However, he did not enter the room immediately.
He could hear the nervousness and pain in Zhao Yue's voice.
When he was near the door …
A gust of cold air pressed against him.
Lu Zhou frowned and waved his hand.
A blast of energy pushed the door open.
His gaze fell on Zhao Yue.
Zhao Yue was not resting. Instead, she was curled up in a corner, trembling.
Her forehead was drenched in sweat.
Her body was emitting cold air.
His hair was stained by the cold air, and as the cold and heat alternated, half of his hair was wet.
There was a thin layer of white ice on the surface of her clothes.
Zhao Yue did not expect her master to suddenly pay a visit. A shocked expression appeared on her face.
However, she still looked up. She suppressed the cold air and fell to her knees. "G-greetings, master."
Lu Zhou looked at Zhao Yue and roughly understood what was going on.
He shook his head helplessly.
'This group of disciples … Each one is more troublesome than the last!'
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