Unnamed flew back into his palm as a faint, pale blue stream of light streaked across Unnamed's blade before vanishing in a flash.
Just when Lu Zhou was about to test it further …
A voice came from the secret chamber.
"Master, the Clarity Sect's Pan Zhong requests an audience."
Lu Zhou clenched his fist.
The Unnamed sword disappeared.
Although the process of the lottery wasn't very beautiful, at least he obtained something. He was not too familiar with Unnamed at the moment, so he could only understand it step by step. Furthermore, his cultivation level was rather low, so he might not be able to unleash the full potential of Unnamed.
As for Bi, I'll study it when I have time.
After Lu Zhou left …
A deep blue light flashed on the blade of the saber on the weapon rack. Kacha … a small crack appeared.
Standing outside.
At this moment, Lu Zhou realized that he had not been out for a long time. He was not used to the brightness outside.
In the hall.
Several people were waiting.
"Old senior!"
"Old … old mister!"
When they saw Lu Zhou, they hastily fell to their knees.
Little Yuan 'er ran over to support him and said with a smile, "Master, when I went to the relay station to inquire about the news, I happened to see both of them kneeling outside the barrier, so I brought them here. Master, you won't blame me, will you?"
Pan Zhong obediently knelt on the ground, occasionally sneaking glances at the old man in front of him. It was hard to imagine that this ordinary-looking old man was the almighty patriarch of Golden Court Mountain.
The one kneeling next to him was Murong Hai...
Murong Hai was trembling and did not even dare to raise his head.
"Little girl, you didn't cause any trouble, did you?" Lu Zhou knocked her head.
"Of course not … I've also asked around for a lot of information," Little Yuan 'er said.
Lu Zhou nodded.
His gaze fell on the two people in the hall.
"Stand up and talk."
"Yes …"
Pan Zhong was fine, but Murong Hai staggered and almost fell when he got up.
When his eyes met Lu Zhou's, Murong Hai shuddered and fell to his knees again.
"Old mister … I beg you to spare my life! It's my fault for not recognizing Mount Tai! "
Lu Zhou thought to himself, 'I didn't do anything to you, did I? I've been kind to you along the way, but you're acting as though I've killed your entire family.'
However, Lu Zhou's expression remained as calm as still water.
He said indifferently, "Yuan 'er."
"Your disciple is here."
"Take him away."
"Your disciple understands."
Murong Hai was taken aback. Before he could say anything, he was carried down the mountain by Little Yuan 'er like an eagle catching a chick.
Pan Zhong was speechless and kept swallowing his saliva.
'Joining Golden Court Mountain … doesn't look good.'
"Pan Zhong." Lu Zhou looked at Pan Zhong.
Pan Zhong shuddered and cupped his hands in greeting, "Senior."
Lu Zhou did not say anything. Instead, he turned around and walked to the chair before he slowly sat down.
"Do you really want to join my Golden Court Mountain?" Lu Zhou's eyes were deep, and his voice was old but dignified.
Thump!
Pan Zhong dropped to his knees, cupped his fist, and said, "I'm willing to join Golden Court Mountain! Please grant my wish, Old Senior!"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and looked into Pan Zhong's eyes.
Although it was the Three Yin Style and the Bitter Cold Body, it was still a good material.
After muttering to himself for a moment, Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Everyone under the heavens fears me. There's no one on the Noble Path who doesn't want to get rid of me. Even my disciples want to kill their masters and deceive their ancestors …"
These words made Pan Zhong feel uneasy.
He did not know what Lu Zhou was trying to do and what his purpose was.
"Since you have joined Golden Court Mountain, I will protect you. But if one day … "Lu Zhou paused.
Pan Zhong suddenly understood. He kowtowed and said, "If I betray you, I will be cut into pieces!"
Loyalty + 10%.
"Very good," Lu Zhou said, stroking his beard, "I always keep my promises. Get up …"
"Thank you, Old Senior."
Pan Zhong rose to his feet nervously.
It was at this moment that his fourth disciple, Mingshi Yin, came in from outside.
His face was like a spring breeze, and he was in high spirits.
When he saw Pan Zhong standing in the hall, he nodded, knelt before Lu Zhou, and said, "Master! I've broken through to the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm! "
Pan Zhong was even more shocked when he heard this.
Those who could reach this realm were all experts.
There were several of them in Golden Court Mountain alone. How could they not be afraid?
Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Once you enter the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm, you will have mastered the Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. You must not be arrogant! "
"Yes, Master!" Mingshi Yin kowtowed obediently.
"Ding! Disciplined Mingshi Yin. Reward: 100 merit points."
Pan Zhong was puzzled. Didn't they say that the old villain of Golden Court Mountain killed without batting an eyelid, had a bad temper, and was cruel to his disciples? Now that he saw him, he was completely different from the rumors. Instead, he felt that the old senior had the demeanor of an elder and a teacher! He was much better than the old fogeys of the Clarity Sect!
"Master, I heard that the traitor Ye Tianxin is locked up in the Cave of Reflection in the back of the mountain, so I went to teach her a lesson to avenge you!"
Lu Zhou's face was calm.
It turned out that it was Old Fourth who did it.
However, he could not be too hasty about Ye Tianxin's matter.
Lu Zhou said, "Let her reflect on herself in the Cave of Reflection … Besides, both Old Eighth and Old Fifth are involved in the kidnapping."
Mingshi Yin rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I've just stepped into the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm, and I'm worried about having no place to practice. Why don't I kidnap Old Eighth and bring him back?"
He did not mention his Fifth Junior Sister, Zhao Yue. No one knew where she was now.
Although Old Eighth was weak, he had Old Seventh's help. Even if he brought him back, it would not be of much use. Moreover, it would arouse Old Seventh's vigilance.
After pondering for a moment, Lu Zhou waved his hand and said, "Leave him alone for now."
Mingshi Yin was taken aback, but he still bowed and said, "I understand."
"I'm tired. Let's go."
"Yes."
Mingshi Yin gave Pan Zhong, who was a little confused, a look.
"Se … Senior?"
Mingshi Yin pulled him out.
They left the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Mingshi Yin smiled slyly. "Are you new here?"
"Greetings … Mister Fourth."
"I like that title … Well, do you want to see my Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar?"
Pan Zhong. "???"
At the foot of the mountain, Little Yuan 'er rushed up the mountain like a shadow.
"Fourth Senior Brother!"
"Little Junior Sister? You came just in time … Come and see my Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar. "Mingshi Yin stretched out his arms as if he was going to beat someone up.
Little Yuan 'er said hastily, "Senior Brother, you can look at it next time … There is a group of cultivators at the foot of the mountain. I suspect someone wants to invade Golden Court Mountain again!"
Mingshi Yin was overjoyed when he heard that. "That's great! Little Junior Sister … I'll go down first. There's no need to trouble Master for such a trivial matter. I can kill them all by myself! "
"Senior Brother … They are all female cultivators from the Derived Moon Palace!"
Before she could finish speaking, Mingshi Yin had already disappeared, leaving only a shadow behind.
Pan Zhong looked confused and did not know whether he should follow him or not.
Little Yuan 'er stomped her feet speechlessly. When she turned to look at Pan Zhong's confused face, she said angrily, "What are you looking at? I'll poke you blind if you keep looking!"
Pan Zhong was speechless.
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