The elders of the Luo Sect were naturally shocked as well.
Shan Yunzheng was incredulous. She said, "Bring it to me!"
The disciple passed the letter to Shan Yunzheng. Shan Yunzheng read it and frowned.
After reading it, the other elders also took the letter and looked at it.
"The Evil Sky Pavilion is too much!"
"Isn't the Luo Sect's apology enough?"
Shan Yunzheng had given her Falling Moon Bow to the Evil Sky Pavilion. Why was the Evil Sky Pavilion bullying them like this?
"Since he wants to come, we'll make sure he doesn't return! The Ten Holy Lands' barrier isn't just for show! Also … the Yun Sect has always been at odds with the Evil Sky Pavilion. Inform the Yun Sect about this. "
"The Yun Sect isn't enough. It's best if the Tian Sect is involved as well! The Three Sects are of the same line, after all. The Evil Sky Pavilion is bullying us like this. We must work together to fight back! "
The elders nodded.
…
Inside the great hall of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Lu Zhou had already selected the candidates to go to the Luo Sect.
They were all waiting in the great hall.
"Mingshi Yin, how's the repair of the flying chariot?" Lu Zhou asked.
If there were too many people, there would not be enough mounts.
Mingshi Yin walked out and said, "Master, the cloud-splitting chariot has been repaired."
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Elder Hua, do you have any objections?"
Hua Wudao was from the Yun Sect, after all. It was one of the Three Sects. Lu Zhou would at least familiarize himself with him.
"I have no objections."
"Lu Ping." Lu Zhou looked at Lu Ping.
"Yes, senior!" Lu Ping bowed.
"How's the refining of the Falling Moon Bow going?" Lu Zhou asked.
"In reply to your question, old senior, it's going smoothly."
This was Lu Ping's forte after all. He felt slightly proud when he spoke about this.
Hua Yuexing carried the Falling Moon Bow and walked up to Lu Zhou. She said, "Please have a look, Pavilion Master."
Lu Zhou glanced at the Falling Moon Bow in Hua Yuexing's hands. He reached out and held it in his hand.
Hua Yuexing's name was much clearer than before.
Its luster, brightness, and quality were all new.
Lu Zhou nodded. He placed the Falling Moon Bow in Hua Yuexing's hand and said, "Although this bow isn't a supreme heaven-grade bow, it might evolve if you use it well."
"Thank you for the reminder, Pavilion Master." Hua Yuexing was sincerely impressed. At this moment, her impression of Lu Zhou had risen to a whole new level.
He recalled the scene at the Skylark Tower.
When Jiang Aijian suggested that she join the Evil Sky Pavilion, she was slightly disapproving. In fact, she was slightly conflicted.
Now that he thought about it, it was really stupid.
Lu Zhou stood up with his hands on his back and walked down the stairs.
The others followed.
Since there was no barrier around Golden Court Mountain, Lu Zhou left Bi An on the mountain to prevent the rats from sneaking in.
…
On the cloud-splitting chariot.
Hua Wudao and Hua Yuexing were on the left.
Pan Litian and Leng Luo were on the right.
Mingshi Yin manned the helm.
The cloud-splitting chariot left the Evil Sky Pavilion. It left a trail in the air that resembled a shooting star.
"Aren't there too few people?" Pan Litian leaned against the chariot and drank. He felt that the lineup was too small.
Leng Luo glanced at the Evil Sky Pavilion and said in a deep voice, "The Evil Sky Pavilion doesn't have a barrier protecting it. It's only natural for someone to stay behind to guard the Evil Sky Pavilion."
Lu Ping was shivering.
From time to time, he would glance left and right.
Throughout his time in the Evil Sky Pavilion, he had only heard of the old seniors of the Old Age Pavilion. He had never met them before.
Now that he was on the flying chariot, he felt his own insignificance and helplessness.
'They're all f * cking big shots!
I'm panicking! '
Pan Litian chuckled and said, "I'm worried about the grand shaman, Ba Ma …"
"So what if he's a grand shaman? His steed is dead. I'm sure he's injured as well. Jiang Aijian, Duanmu Sheng, Zhao Yue, Zhu Honggong, and the others are more than enough to guard the Evil Sky Pavilion. "Leng Luo was unconcerned.
"Duanmu Sheng's still alive, Zhao Yue and Zhu Honggong's cultivation bases are shallow, and Jiang Aijian's a coward … Even if a grand shaman is injured, he can't be underestimated. After all, they rely on witchcraft Formations," Pan Litian said.
"Witchcraft Formations need to be set up beforehand. Are you blind to allow him to set them up in front of you? Moreover, the pavilion master's Bi An isn't an ordinary beast, "Leng Luo said mockingly.
Lu Ping listened as the two big shots bickered.
He wanted to stop them.
However, he did not have the courage to speak up against big shots of this level.
If the big shots were angry, he would be done for.
"Enough."
Lu Zhou said calmly.
A deep voice resounded throughout the flying chariot.
Leng Luo and Pan Litian stopped bickering and bowed at Lu Zhou.
Lu Ping's heart trembled.
What kind of charisma did the Evil Sky Pavilion's Patriarch possess to be able to convince these two bosses to shut up immediately?
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he looked at the scenery.
"Elder Leng."
Leng Luo said, "Please speak, Pavilion Master."
"When did you attain the Eight-leaf stage?" Lu Zhou asked.
Leng Luo pondered for a moment before answering, "About 300 years ago …"
Lu Ping opened his eyes.
He looked at his companions.
Could it be that this was the topic that the bosses liked to discuss?
"You've been at the Eight-leaf stage for so long. Have you ever thought of attempting the Nine-leaf stage?" Lu Zhou asked.
Leng Luo said,
"I cultivate the Daoist Invisibility Technique. It's difficult to reach the peak of this Daoist Invisibility Technique. Until now, I haven't had the chance to attempt the Nine-leaf stage."
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
What he said made sense.
This proved that the Nine-leaf stage was not something that could be attained easily.
"Elder Pan, what about you?" Lu Zhou asked.
Pan Litian put down the wine gourd in his hand and said, "I had a chance 200 years ago. Unfortunately, the opportunity is too short. "
"It's only a temporary peak, not a true peak," Leng Luo said.
"You are right, I will not refute you."
Lu Zhou said indifferently,
"In your opinion, what are the requirements for reaching the Nine-leaf stage?"
Nine-leaf?!
Leng Luo said,
"All I know is that to reach the Nine-leaf stage, one must be at the peak of the Eight-leaf stage. As for the rest, I don't know either … "
"I second the motion."
The two of them unexpectedly reached an agreement.
Hua Wudao cupped his fists. "I'm sure nobody knows this better than you, Pavilion Master."
These words were not false at all.
None of the members of the Old Age Pavilion were at Lu Zhou's level.
Lu Zhou said.
"It's not impossible to reach the Nine-leaf stage."
Leng Luo: "…"
Pan Litian. "…"
"…"
Mingshi Yin and Little Yuan 'er were shocked as well.
Lu Ping and the others widened their eyes.
The Nine-leaf stage was a taboo set by the heavens. Was there really a chance?
The cloud-splitting chariot fell silent.
After flying for a day and a night, he had crossed thousands of miles, passing countless mountains and rivers, and row after row of mountains appeared in his field of vision.
Mingshi Yin said,
"Master, those are the twenty peaks of Yun Tianluo …"
Looking from a high vantage point, the twenty mountains were like twenty towering trees that pierced through the clouds.
It was as if he was standing in a sea of clouds.
This was the southern part of Great Yan, where the great sect, Yun Tianluo, was based.
"Lu Ping, lead the way."
In such a place, it was very easy to get lost in the sea of clouds on the mountain peak if one was not familiar with it.
Lu Ping was really afraid of inviting a wolf into his house.
This was especially true when he met people like Leng Luo and Pan Litian.
No matter how powerful the three sects were, they didn't want to be enemies with such a monstrous boss.
"I'll lead the way at once." Lu Ping walked toward Mingshi Yin.
Mingshi Yin relinquished the helm.
The cloud-splitting chariot flew toward the Luo Sect's mountain peak and passed through several barriers.
Buzz.
Buzz.
Every time he passed through a barrier, the barrier would emit a dull sound.
Above the Luo Sect's first holy land's main altar, the sound shook the heavens. The elders and disciples flew over and gathered together as they looked at the horizon.
Finally, they saw a huge chariot with a long tail passing through the barrier.
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