Qin Jun cried out in surprise. A surge of energy wrapped around him.
He was only in the Divine Court realm, so it would be easy for Little Yuan 'er to capture him.
"Master … are we going to chase after them?" Little Yuan 'er asked excitedly.
Little Yuan 'er was very excited when she saw many cultivators flying out.
However …
After all, this was the Divine Capital. There were many experts here.
The Imperial City's Imperial guards and the Ten Terminal Formation had formed an incredibly powerful defensive force that had been indestructible for many years.
Lu Zhou muttered to himself for a moment before he looked at the old butler.
"Prepare the car."
"Right away … Right away!" Old Hong understood Lu Zhou's intention and hastily ordered the servants to prepare the carriage.
The style of this scene was really strange.
The servants of the Prince of Qi Manor prepared a horse carriage for the outsiders to tie up their masters and send them onto the carriage.
Fortunately, this was the Prince of Qi's Manor, and there were no outsiders in the courtyard. Otherwise, they would definitely become the laughingstock of the Divine Capital.
When the carriage left.
Qin Shuo and Qin Ruobing did not seem to have recovered from the shock.
"Young Master, Young Miss, don't worry. Master is only making a trip to the Evil Sky Pavilion. He'll be back. "This was all Old Hong could do to comfort them.
Qin Shuo was so dumbfounded that he couldn't speak.
Instead, Qin Ruobing muttered, "If I had known, I would have asked them to kidnap me as well."
Qin Shuo: "???"
Old Hong: "???"
…
On the horse carriage.
Little Yuan 'er asked curiously, "Master, can't we just fly over like them?"
Before Lu Zhou could say anything …
Qin Jun said awkwardly, "Mr … Mr Ninth, loosen … loosen up …"
Besides, the monk can run away, but the temple can't.
"In your dreams!" Little Yuan 'er waved her fist.
Qin Jun could only look at Lu Zhou pleadingly.
Lu Zhou said, "Untie him."
Little Yuan 'er raised her hand and cut the rope with her energy. Then, she snorted at him.
Things had come to this.
Qin Jun had nowhere to run.
There was no point in tying him up.
Qin Jun cupped his fists and said, "Thank you."
When he saw that Little Yuan 'er was ignoring him, Qin Jun took the initiative to say, "This is the Divine Capital, after all. Old Mister, you don't want to attract attention. There are many influential people in the Divine Capital, and there are carriages like this everywhere. No one will notice. "
Little Yuan 'er nodded as if she understood.
Not long after.
The carriage stopped outside the city.
"Once the Mausoleum of Swords opens, I'm sure many cultivators will head there. We have to keep a low profile, "Qin Jun said.
Little Yuan 'er looked at Qin Jun suspiciously.' Why do I feel like this guy is closer to me than me? '
"Where's the Mausoleum of Swords?" she asked.
"The back mountain of the mausoleum, thirty miles northwest of the Imperial City," Qin Jun said.
Lu Zhou looked at the Mausoleum of Swords.
His understanding of the Mausoleum of Swords was much greater than Qin Jun. After all, he had nearly a thousand years of Ji Tiandao's memories. His knowledge was not inferior to anyone else.
When Qin Jun saw Lu Zhou's silence, he continued to speak.
"Old sir, the letter for you said …"
He paused in the middle of his sentence.
"Go on," Lu Zhou said.
"Your disciple is really difficult to deal with … Is that mister trying to make things difficult for you?" Qin Jun recalled the letter he received at the Prince of Qi Manor.
Lu Zhou said, "You should know better than me."
"Eh …"
Everyone knew about the traitors in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
How could Qin Jun not know?
At the same time, this was also a warning to Qin Jun. 'You know Yu Zhenghai is a traitor, and yet, you still colluded with him. Where do you put the Evil Sky Pavilion's patriarch?'
Qin Jun smiled awkwardly and did not say anything else.
Lu Zhou flew northwest with his hands on his back.
Lu Zhou did not know which disciple was making things difficult for Jiang Aijian. He wondered if it was Yu Shangrong, Yu Zhenghai, or Si Wuya.
No matter who it was …
As long as he encountered it, he would subdue it on the spot.
"What are you waiting for? They're gone. "Little Yuan 'er was already walking in the air. When she turned around and saw Qin Jun in a daze, she urged him.
Qin Jun hurriedly stepped into the air and followed, saying, "He's coming, he's coming …"
He did not look like a prince at all.
Qin Jun and Little Yuan 'er quickly followed behind them.
Little Yuan 'er was, after all, a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator, and she had the Cloud-treading Boots.
Qin Jun, on the other hand, was moved when he noticed Lu Zhou's speed was similar to his.
Old Mister can't even fly faster than me … Sigh, I'm ashamed!
…
Although their flying speed was not as fast as that of a Nascent Divinity Tribulation Eminence, they were still able to fly at a speed that was comparable to a Nascent Divinity Tribulation Eminence.
However, the Mausoleum of Swords was not far away.
In no time at all, the three of them landed near a mountain range that stretched for several miles.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard with one hand on his back as he looked at the mountain range.
Qin Jun landed as well and said, "It should be near Purple Sun Mountain."
"Let's go."
Lu Zhou walked along the rugged foothills.
A moment later, he heard the sound of an intense argument.
"The people from the Darknet are too despicable. Everyone can enter the Mausoleum of Swords. Why are they blocking the way?!"
"They're the villains. Don't forget that the Darknet's master, Si Wuya, is the seventh disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"I'm impressed by Old Villain Ji, but I'm not impressed by Si Wuya. He's nothing but a traitor!"
At this moment, Lu Zhou and the others made a turn and saw the group of cultivators.
There were more than 50 of them. Their cultivation bases varied from the Blessed Body realm to the Brahman Sea realm to the Divine Court realm.
'There's also a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator … Jiang Aijian?'
Jiang Aijian was crouched on a rock. He held his sword in a frivolous manner as he looked at the path that was blocked by a huge rock.
"Jiang Aijian."
Jiang Aijian shuddered. He slid down from the rock and turned to look.
'Who would recognize me on this barren mountain? Am I that famous?'
"Old senior? It's been a long time. I've missed you … Heh, little girl, you're taller than before … "Jiang Aijian extended his hand and brazenly reached out to her.
Little Yuan 'er rolled her eyes at him before she looked at the other things.
Lu Zhou looked at the blocked path and asked, "What's with the ruckus?"
Jiang Aijian pointed at the huge rock and said, "Your disciple blocked the path …"
"Is it difficult for you to clear a path with your cultivation base?" Lu Zhou asked.
Jiang Aijian cleared his throat. "I'm the leader of the Three Sword Freaks. I'm a sword path elite who's loved by everyone. I wouldn't do something so unconventional."
"Hm?"
Lu Zhou stared at Jiang Aijian. His stare made Jiang Aijian's skin crawl.
"I'll do it, I'll do it … I was waiting for you, old senior. I knew you were coming as soon as I sent the message, "Jiang Aijian said in a cowardly manner.
"You said in the letter that there's something I want in the Mausoleum of Swords?" Lu Zhou asked.
"Indeed …"
Jiang Aijian nodded and said, "Old senior, you asked me to investigate the Evil Sky Pavilion … I went through a lot of trouble. I wouldn't have known if I didn't investigate, but I was shocked when I did. The Empress Dowager has two copies of the so-called Wordless Heavenly Writing from the Evil Sky Pavilion. "
"Continue," Lu Zhou said.
He was a prince. It was not surprising that he managed to find this information.
Based on his previous conjecture, this conjecture had been verified.
In other words, the final Wordless Heavenly Writing was indeed in the Empress Dowager's hands.
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