Lu Zhou's gaze fell on the miscellaneous items.
He obviously recognized these items. While stroking his beard, he pondered inwardly. Lu Ping came here to apologize, so why did he bring these items?
Before he could ask, Lu Ping cupped his hands and said,
"Senior Ji, these four are my most capable assistants in the Luo Sect. They are experts in refining weapons. I heard that Shan Yunzheng gave her Falling Moon Bow to Miss Hua Yuexing … "
Clang!
"Stop!"
Duanmu Sheng walked out with his Overlord Spear in hand and interrupted Lu Ping.
He was tall and sturdy, and as he walked, he seemed like a gust of wind, which made Lu Ping nervous.
He was the Luo Sect's Third Elder, after all, and yet, he did not have any temper in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Let me correct you … The Falling Moon Bow has been returned to its rightful owner. How is this a gift?" Duanmu Sheng stared at Lu Ping.
"Yes, yes, yes … Return it to its rightful owner."
Lu Ping quickly slapped his forehead. He cursed Shan Yunzheng a hundred times in his heart. "The Falling Moon Bow has acknowledged Shan Yunzheng as its master. My four brothers and I can refine the Falling Moon Bow again."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. He thought to himself, 'Since I didn't get a Refining Talisman from the lucky draw, I should let them try.'
In the cultivation world, refining weapons had always been an ability that only a few people possessed.
It was not surprising that the Luo Sect had such confidence.
"How confident are you?" Lu Zhou asked.
"More than 60%," Lu Ping said proudly.
This success rate was already very high.
Even if he failed, he only needed to refine it once more to succeed.
"How long?"
"Ten days."
Ten days was already a relatively fast speed.
Of course, this was under the condition that they had sufficient materials. If the materials were insufficient, it would take at least half a year to a year. As for rare materials, it would take even longer.
Then Lu Ping went on.
"Lu Ping is sincerely apologizing to you, and I hope that you can forgive me for my mistake."
Lu Zhou rose to his feet and walked down the steps.
He came to the pile of items and asked with his hands behind his back, "How did you know that witchcraft cultivator?"
Picking up the piece of metal and the Origin Gathering Stone, Zhang Xuan examined them for a moment before putting them back.
"I went to the Divine Capital ten days ago and made some friends there. It's all my fault for being vain and taking this mount, "Lu Ping said.
"Where's this person?" Lu Zhou asked.
"He should still be in the Divine Capital," Lu Ping said helplessly. "I lost contact with his mount, and I couldn't contact him either."
Lu Zhou did not expect this person to still be in the Divine Capital.
The Second Prince was dead, and so was Mo Li. This person had no place in the Luoyang.
So where would he go?
Lu Ping said once again, "Elder, I hope you can investigate this matter clearly."
"I'll give you a chance … but you'll have to answer my questions truthfully," Lu Zhou said.
Lu Ping quickly bowed and said, "I will tell you everything I know."
"Very good."
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and paused for a moment before he asked, "Where's Yun Tianluo now?"
If someone else had asked him this question, Lu Ping would have stood up in anger. However, the old man before him was someone at the same level as Grandmaster Yun Tianluo. Only he would dare to address the Grandmaster by his name. Lu Ping did not dare to be disrespectful.
"The ancestor has been in seclusion all this time."
"Seeking a breakthrough?" Lu Zhou asked.
"This …"
Lu Ping stammered. This was related to the Luo Sect's secrets. However, when he saw the stern expression on the old man's face, he had no choice but to answer, "Yes."
"Yun Tianluo has been at the Eight-leaf stage for a long time now. Why hasn't he reached the Nine-leaf stage yet?"
When the old man mentioned the Nine-leaf stage, Lu Ping was shocked.
"There's no need to joke, old senior. It's extremely difficult to reach the Nine-leaf stage …" He wanted to say that even the old man could not reach the Nine-leaf stage, let alone the patriarch. However, he was afraid of offending the old man, so he swallowed his words.
"How much longer until Yun Tianluo's great limit?" Lu Zhou asked another weighty question.
Yun Tianluo's lifespan had always been a mystery.
Ji Tiandao was about 100 years older than Yun Tianluo. If attaining the Nine-leaf stage consumed one's lifespan, Yun Tianluo might meet his end prematurely.
Lu Ping felt extremely uncomfortable.
He did not expect the Evil Sky Pavilion to ask about this.
When Lu Zhou saw Lu Ping's hesitation, he stroked his beard and said, "I'm acquainted with Yun Tianluo. There's no need to worry."
Lu Ping gave it some thought and agreed.
Ji Tiandao's great limit was approaching, but he was not even this nervous. Why would the Luo Sect be nervous? Moreover, if the Evil Sky Pavilion had wanted to cause trouble, they would have done so a long time ago.
"30 … 30 years," Lu Ping replied.
30 years. Lu Zhou thought about this number.
Gong Yuandu spent about 100 years before he failed.
Yun Tianluo spent about 70 years, and he still had not reached the Nine-leaf stage.
In other words, he would have to consume at least 100 years of his life to reach the Nine-leaf stage.
Alas, there were few examples that he could refer to.
"Is Yun Tianluo still cultivating in seclusion?" Lu Zhou asked.
"Yes."
Lu Zhou placed his hands on his back and said with a sigh, "A stubborn person's efforts are futile."
'He only has 30 years left. Why bother trying?'
Lu Ping bowed carefully.
"Those who have reached the Eight-leaf stage would probably want to try … Aren't you the same, old senior?"
Lu Zhou glanced at Lu Ping. Lu Ping shuddered in fear.
If Lu Ping's words were true, then Ji Tiandao had died after failing to reach the Nine-leaf stage.
Ji Tiandao was attacked by the ten great elites. Although the battle ended in a draw, he was injured as well. If Ji Tiandao wanted to survive this crisis, he would have to reach the Nine-leaf stage!
This was the most logical explanation.
What a shame.
Lu Zhou shook his thoughts away.
"I'll give you a chance."
Lu Ping was overjoyed. He quickly bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you, elder. I will surely refine the Falling Moon Bow again in ten days."
"Ten days isn't enough," Lu Zhou said.
"Ah?"
Jiang Aijian crossed his arms and walked out. He looked at Lu Ping and said, "Why are you so stupid? Ba Ma is bold enough to abandon his mount. His goal is to incite conflict between the Luo Sect and the Evil Sky Pavilion. If you return, he'll surely kill you along the way. "
Lu Ping was startled.
Thinking of this, he could not help but feel a chill down his spine. He quickly bowed and said, "Brother, thank you for your reminder. Thank you, Senior!"
"Take him away." Lu Zhou waved his hand.
Lu Ping was taken aback.
"Old, old senior …"
"Speak."
"How … how long must I stay in the Evil Sky Pavilion before I can leave?" Lu Ping had a feeling that something bad would happen if he stayed here for too long.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said,
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen Yun Tianluo for a long time."
As soon as he said that.
Lu Ping was startled.
What did that mean?
Lu Ping's eyes widened.
Jiang Aijian said with a smile, "You should be happy that you have an old senior protecting you on your way back to the Luo Sect."
"…" Lu Ping was on the verge of tears.
"There's no need to be nervous. I'm friends with Yun Tianluo. If I go looking for trouble, do you think Shan Yunzheng will be able to return alive? "Lu Zhou said.
Lu Ping scratched his head. He found it reasonable.
If there were too many conflicts, he would have died a long time ago.
Initially, Lu Zhou did not want to go to the Luo Sect. However, it seemed like he had to go there personally to confirm the relationship between the Nine-leaf stage and one's lifespan. Perhaps, he could obtain some important information from Yun Tianluo.
Among the Yun Sect, Tian Sect, and Luo Sect, only the Yun Sect had conflicts with the Evil Sky Pavilion.
However, in recent years, the Yun Sect was not as powerful as before. It was not as powerful as the Tian Sect and Luo Sect.
It was almost negligible.
Yun Tianluo only had 30 years left, and he was still cultivating in seclusion. Perhaps, he would be gone tomorrow.
The sooner he left, the better.
…
Ten days later. The Luo Sect.
Inside the meeting hall of the Luo Sect's first holy land.
The elders looked at Shan Yunzheng who had a dark expression on her face and said, "There's no need to worry, Second Elder. Lu Ping is a cautious person.
Shan Yunzheng sighed.
"The patriarch once told us not to make an enemy out of the Evil Sky Pavilion. Now that I think about it … "
"Elder Shan, you've been to the Evil Sky Pavilion. Why do you seem to have lost your will to fight?" The other elders laughed.
Shan Yunzheng recalled Lu Zhou's shocking arrow. She shuddered inwardly.
At this moment, a disciple appeared outside the meeting hall.
"Greetings, elders! Elder Lu has sent an urgent letter saying that the Evil Sky Pavilion's Pavilion Master is personally visiting the Luo Sect! "The disciple looked flustered.
"What?!"
The elders rose to their feet, shocked expressions on their faces.
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