Do you even need to rush to flatter me?
Puchi.
Little Yuan 'er could not help but burst out laughing.
Seeing her master's dignified and serious expression, she quickly suppressed her laughter.
Afraid that he would reprimand her, she turned around and covered her mouth … Unable to hold it in, she burst out laughing. Her hand covering her mouth turned into her stomach.
Murong Hai looked embarrassed.
He was also filled with doubts.
Why laugh at such a serious topic?
"Ignore her. Continue," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
Being interrupted by Little Yuan 'er, Murong Hai did not know how to maintain his sobbing tone anymore. His voice returned to normal as he said, "This Lakeside Gang is indeed a non-existent gang. Two days before they kidnapped the Ci Family, they had sent more than thirty men to scout the area in Anyang."
"How did you know?"
Since the other party was a sect in disguise, it was obvious that they did not want others to know about it.
But the Murong family found out about it so easily. Was that not a contradiction?
Murong Hai was stunned.
An awkward look appeared on his face.
"Speak."
"To tell you the truth, among the hostages, there are also people from my Murong family."
"Shameless!" Little Yuan 'er said angrily.
Lu Zhou raised his hand slightly and said, "Very good. You've answered well."
"Old Mister, please have mercy. I promise you, from now on, I will no longer be the Ci Family's enemy. "Murong Hai bowed and said.
Lu Zhou turned around slowly.
"Last question, can you track the hostage?"
Murong Hai's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
This meant that the old man in front of him really wanted to provoke this group of people!
"This … this …"
"Hmm?"
"Yes!" Murong Hai lowered his head and answered honestly.
Low-end tracking methods like cultivation imprints were basically not used by great cultivators. Since the Lakeside Gang had the support of a so-called powerful cultivator, it was impossible for them to not see through such means.
In other words, the other party had intentionally leaked the news.
The mounted bandits kidnapped the hostages for money, but what did the Lakeside Gang want by setting up the trap?
"Go back," Lu Zhou said indifferently.
"Grandpa, let me help you!" Little Yuan 'er hopped to Lu Zhou's side.
Lu Zhou took two steps and stopped again. He pointed at Murong Hai and said, "Take him with you. Don't forget the imperial token."
Murong Hai was dumbfounded.
He wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but Lu Zhou's resolute expression showed that he did not want to give him any leeway.
Would he dare to resist? Could he resist?
He obediently followed behind Lu Zhou with Wang Fugui.
"Grandpa, the royal family's token."
"Keep it well."
"This dragon pattern is really beautiful." Little Yuan 'er fiddled with it.
Lu Zhou smiled heartily. "This is the exclusive dragon mark of the Imperial family's token. It's the only symbol that can distinguish the authenticity of the token. Put it away. Don't attract too much attention."
Thump!
Murong Hai collapsed to the ground, his legs weak.
His forehead was covered in sweat, and his hands were trembling.
Puzzled, Little Yuan 'er turned and asked, "Eh? What's wrong with you?"
"That … token … is … is it real?"
"Of course."
Little Yuan 'er kept the token in her pocket and ran toward Lu Zhou.
Then, Wang Fugui's voice came from behind, "Murong Hai, get up quickly. There's a puddle of rancid water on the ground you're sitting on!"
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Halfway there.
Suddenly, Lu Zhou stopped and said, "Yuan 'er, send a letter to your senior brother. If any unidentified cultivators approach Golden Court Mountain, kill them without mercy."
"Understood!" Little Yuan 'er could not help but tremble.
At that moment, she felt the killing intent emanating from her master's body.
After repelling the top ten experts, he gave off a strange aura.
"Bring Murong Hai with you tomorrow morning. Rescue your clansmen. "
Upon hearing this, Little Yuan 'er cupped her fists and said, "Thank you, Mas … Grandpa!"
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In the Ci Mansion.
Night fell.
As usual, Lu Zhou habitually opened the system interface. Then, he looked at the remaining merit points.
"Lucky draw."
"Ding! This time, you spent 50 merit points. You got 3 Reversal Cards."
"Are Reversal Cards worthless?"
Lu Zhou suddenly had a feeling that he had been cheated by the system. When he bought a Reversal Card from the mall, it cost 500 merit points. Now, he got three of them with 50 merit points. If this was not a scam, what was it?
"Lucky draw."
"Ding! This time, you spent 50 merit points. You got 5 Critical Block Cards."
"Lucky draw."
"Ding! This time, you spent 50 merit points. Thank you for trying, you got 1 luck point."
"Lucky draw."
"Ding! This time, you spent 50 merit points. Thank you for trying, you got 1 luck point."
Lu Zhou shook his head.
'Oh no, it's poisonous.'
The feeling of being dominated by 'Thank you for trying' came again.
He had to control himself.
If he could not get even one Reversal Card after ten lucky draws, it would be a loss.
"Use."
Lu Zhou used the three Reversal Cards.
At the same time, he looked at the system interface.
"Remaining life: 5,209 days."
"Three Reversal Cards give me 1,000 days?"
Lu Zhou remembered that the first Reversal Card gave him 310 days. The subsequent Reversal Cards gave him 300 days. Now, it was 333 days for one Reversal Card.
"Interesting."
He felt his bodily functions were much better now.
Although his cultivation base was low, the foundation of his body was still there.
He was puzzled.
Lu Zhou felt his eyes were working better than before. The light that shone in through the window shone like the surface of the sea.
'Hm?'
He rubbed his eyes.
Everything was back to normal.
'What's going on?
'Is this the so-called extraordinary power of the Three Scrolls of Heaven Writing?
If it is, how can I use it? ' This was because the system had told him that the cultivation method of the Three Scrolls of Heaven Writing was different from before. In other words, his previous experience and insights would be worthless.
He could only explore it on his own.
Lu Zhou called up the Heavenly Writing's interface and continued reading.
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Early the next morning.
Lu Zhou, Little Yuan 'er, Murong Hai, and Wang Fugui gathered in the courtyard.
"Grandpa, you've become younger again."
"Loquacious."
This little girl did not know how to flatter her grandpa.
Lu Zhou clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Lead the way, Murong Hai."
Murong Hai performed a hand gesture. Wisps of weak energy swirled around his arm, rippled, and disappeared.
"About ten miles north from here."
"Ten miles?"
Since they could kidnap the Ci Family from ten miles away, it was clear that these cultivators were not afraid of being rescued.
If it was really related to the villainous disciples, it would be inappropriate to let Yuan 'er go there.
Should they hide?
"Grandpa, what are you thinking?"
"Nothing. Let's go."
"Okay."
Wang Fugui did not have a cultivation base, so he was asked to guard the Ci Family.
Lu Zhou, Little Yuan 'er, and Murong Hai headed north.
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Ten miles north of Anyang.
Bluesun Mountain.
"It should be here," Murong Hai said, pointing to the mountain range ahead.
The three of them stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at Bluesun Mountain.
"This is Bluesun Mountain, so the mark can't be wrong. The cultivators of the Lakeside Gang should be stationed here. "
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Yuan 'er, let's save them."
"Yes."
A sly smile appeared on Little Yuan 'er's face.
She walked toward Bluesun Mountain, one step at a time.
"Brahman Sea Eight Meridians … It's rare to have such an achievement at such a young age." Murong Hai was extremely shocked.
It was at this moment that — —
One cultivator after another leaped out of the forest on Bluesun Mountain.
They flew in the air on their swords as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
In the blink of an eye, dozens of cultivators blocked their way.
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