Everything was inseparable from merit points.
If he was so poor that he couldn't even eat, how could he buy a Dharmakaya to advance his realm?
Lu Zhou had always wanted to capture those rascals, but the problem was, the remaining three rascals were not to be trifled with.
Old Seventh had clearly been hit by the Binding Curse and had lost his cultivation, but he didn't show himself.
Moreover, with Mingshi Yin's abilities, it was clear how difficult it was to capture him.
His current cultivation base was not even comparable to Mingshi Yin.
He had a third power, but he did not know what it was. However, to his surprise, he only used half of his extraordinary power when he used the grand technique, Scram.
In other words, the Open Heavenly Book had not only given him a third Divine Power, but it had also increased his extraordinary power.
As for Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong, there was no need to mention them.
He was certain both of them were Eight-leaf cultivators.
Lu Zhou stood up.
He still had to raise his cultivation … Not just his own cultivation, but his disciples' cultivation as well.
Only with a sufficient cultivation base could he take down these rascals and uncover the secrets of the Nine-leaf stage.
"Yuan 'er."
Lu Zhou's voice rang out.
Little Yuan 'er liked to cultivate nearby. When she heard her master's voice, she appeared in the great hall like a bolt of lightning.
"Master! Your disciple is here! "
She didn't even kneel down. Instead, she smiled cheekily and bounced up and down.
Lu Zhou said tonelessly, "You're not young anymore, and yet, you're not acting properly."
Little Yuan 'er pouted and felt a little wronged as she said, "Master, I haven't done anything wrong during this period!"
"Times have changed," Lu Zhou said with his hands on his back.
"Ah?"
"You've grown up. You can't act like a child anymore … One day, you'll have to be independent, "Lu Zhou said earnestly.
"Oh."
In the past, she couldn't tell right from wrong. She didn't have a sense of propriety when she attacked, and she would kill entire families at the slightest provocation.
The present was different from the past. The hearts of the people of the cultivation world were unfathomable, and dangers lurked everywhere. He was always like a child, destined to be unable to gain a foothold.
"Call your Third Brother here."
"Disciple will go now."
Not long after.
Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan 'er entered the great hall together.
At this moment, the two of them were the only disciples in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Old Eighth, let him reflect on himself in the Cave of Reflection.
"Master!" Duanmu Sheng bowed.
Lu Zhou looked at Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan 'er and asked, "How's your cultivation of the Divine One Technique?"
"My cultivation speed is alright, but I can vaguely feel that my progress is slightly slow."
"Yuan 'er, what about you?"
"Master, I feel fine … I feel like I'm going to sprout another leaf …" Little Yuan 'er looked like she was waiting for praise.
Lu Zhou. "…"
He was overthinking things.
Did he really need to train such a monstrously talented disciple?
Lu Zhou's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I'll teach you well in the future."
When Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan 'er heard this, their eyes lit up.
"Thank you, Master!"
The two of them said in unison.
…
The next morning.
In a gazebo in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Below the pavilion was a spacious area with a beautiful environment that was very suitable for cultivation.
Lu Zhou sat in the gazebo.
He looked at Duanmu Sheng and Little Yuan 'er who were standing below.
"You first." Lu Zhou pointed at Duanmu Sheng. "Demonstrate the Divine One Technique without Primal Qi."
"Your disciple understands."
Duanmu Sheng raised a hand, and the Overlord Spear flew into his grasp. He began practicing on the battlefield.
The Evil Sky Pavilion's nine disciples were famous.
The people were curious about how the patriarch taught his disciples.
When they heard that Lu Zhou suddenly wanted to train his disciples, they hurried over and watched from afar.
This was especially true for the Evil Sky Pavilion's Third Elder. He was proud of his status and wanted to watch. However, he felt it was beneath him to stand with the young juniors. Hence, he stood on the other side.
They were curious as well.
"Come in." Lu Zhou waved his sleeve and gestured for the three elders to enter.
They were the Evil Sky Pavilion's elders, after all.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master."
Leng Luo, Pan Litian, and Hua Wudao entered the gazebo.
They looked down.
Duanmu Sheng was brandishing his spear with vigor.
His movements were forceful and domineering!
Every move fell into his eyes.
A moment later, Duanmu Sheng was done demonstrating his spear techniques. He said with a hint of pride, "Master, I'm done!"
Lu Zhou looked at the three elders and asked, "What do you think, Elders?"
Hua Wudao hastily cupped his fists. "Pavilion Master, we're only elders of the Evil Sky Pavilion. We don't dare to overstep our bounds."
It was not a big deal to criticize others.
However, under such circumstances, they had to restrain themselves.
After all, Duanmu Sheng was not their disciple.
In truth, Lu Zhou did not mind. However, since they were too embarrassed to teach him, he decided to forget it. It would be a waste if he did not earn any merit points.
Lu Zhou stood up and walked to the edge of the gazebo. He pushed his palm forward.
A miniature Daoist palm seal that shone with golden radiance shot out.
"Don't dodge," Lu Zhou said.
Bam!
The palm seal landed on Duanmu Sheng's leg.
Duanmu Sheng did not move. He took the hit head-on.
Lu Zhou's palm seal was not powerful. He was merely testing Duanmu Sheng.
"Your foundation isn't bad …"
Duanmu Sheng was about to express his gratitude.
Lu Zhou changed the topic and said, "However, you're too impatient in your attacks, and you're using too much force."
This could be seen from Duanmu Sheng's battle with his enemies.
Leng Luo and the others nodded.
In truth, they could see Duanmu Sheng's problem as well.
This had to do with his personality.
Although he was talented, he was still a young man before these old seniors.
It was not difficult for a teacher to see through a student's problem. Moreover, these were old seniors with terrifying cultivation bases.
Lu Zhou had 1,000 years of Ji Tiandao's memories. Although some of them were missing, his experience and knowledge were not something an ordinary person could compare to.
…
Duanmu Sheng scratched his head. He bowed his body and dared not move.
Lu Zhou said, "Train at the waterfall at the back of the mountain for six hours a day for three months."
"Yes, master!" Duanmu Sheng did not lose his temper. Instead, he was delighted.
After all, his master was not like this before!
In the past, he would only be taught by beating them up.
Now, not only could he train them patiently, but he could also teach them the correct way to cultivate. How could he not be excited?
"Ding! Instructed Duanmu Sheng. Reward: 300 merit points."
When Lu Zhou heard the system's notification, he thought to himself, 'As expected.'
In the past, he mainly trained them. Now that he wanted to earn merit points, guidance was more important.
When he first guided Little Yuan 'er, he was already rewarded with merit points. Now that he thought about it, he had almost given up on what was close at hand and sought what was far away.
"Pavilion Master, this is a good method. The waterfall is a good way to train one's patience and spear skills."
"Looks like there's a reason why the Evil Sky Pavilion's disciples are so powerful."
"I'm enlightened," Leng Luo said softly.
Lu Zhou looked at the three of them suspiciously.
He was hoping that they would give him some advice.
The Old Age Pavilion should be known as the Old Age Pavilion.
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng, who were standing nearby, were envious.
The masters of the Clarity Sect and Heavenly Sword Sect's disciples did not teach them like this.
"Use your Primal Qi … Do it again," Lu Zhou said.
"Yes, master!"
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