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Chapter 537

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Mingshi Yin answered without any hesitation, "Yes, Master.

"Of course."

He paused for a moment before he continued to say, "Leng Luo was at the top of the blacklist 300 years ago. Your Majesty, you should know this better than a young man like me. There's no need for me to introduce Pan Litian and Zuo Yushu. They were famous people in the past. Hua Wudao was an elder of the Yun Sect. However, the Yun Sect was too mischievous and angered him to the point that he left. With nowhere else to go, he stayed in the Evil Sky Pavilion …"

"I've heard that Yun Tianluo isn't such a despicable person. Why would he let Hua Wudao leave? Moreover, an Eight-leaf elder is an honored guest no matter where he goes, "Liu Ge said.

This old fox was not easy to fool.

Mingshi Yin's expression did not change as he said, "There's no need to pay attention to those details. His Majesty was once the monarch of a nation.

Liu Ge nodded.

"The monarch of a country is already in the past. Now, I … oh, no, I should say, as an old friend, I would like to reminisce with your teacher."

Mingshi Yin said,

"I've already said this a few times. My master is in seclusion and will need at least two more months. Before that, no one is to disturb him. "

At this moment, Su Sheng said,

"I heard that you've reached the Nine-leaf stage, Senior Ji. Why are you still cultivating in seclusion?"

In other words, he was saying, 'You're an invincible Nine-leaf cultivator. Why are you still cultivating in seclusion?'

Mingshi Yin rolled his eyes and said, "There's no end to the path of cultivation. My master has only just entered the Nine-leaf stage. It's only natural that he needs to stabilize his cultivation base … May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Divine Capital's Imperial Guard's Northwest Gate Commander, Saint Su," Saint Su said rather proudly.

"Oh … I've never heard of it."

"…"

I've never heard of you before. Why do you look so surprised?

He was speechless.

Su Sheng asked, "May I ask why Senior Zuo is in the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

Mingshi Yin did not reply immediately.

It was obvious that they were wary of Zuo Yushu. This meant that their previous efforts had not been in vain.

He still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the scene in the valley. If it were not for his master's reputation, he would have been killed by Zuo Yushu a long time ago.

"Elder Zuo, I've admired my master for a long time … You should know the rest," Mingshi Yin said with a smile.

Liu Ge nodded in agreement.

"Back then, when I … when I met Brother Ji, there were indeed many beauties who admired him. If Brother Ji had a better temper, perhaps even I … would be ashamed of my inferiority. "

"…"

Mingshi Yin was speechless.

He really didn't want any face at all.

"Alright. 'I've said what I need to say. Evil Sky Pavilion, you're in now. Everyone, please leave, "Mingshi Yin ordered them to leave.

Liu Ge slowly got up and said,

"Since Brother Ji can't come out and meet me, then … I'll wait for him. The Evil Sky Pavilion is vast, surely there's no place for an old bag of bones like me, right?"

"You're staying here?" Mingshi Yin was shocked.

"I won't disturb you for the next three months," said Liu Ge.

"…"

Things had become complicated and difficult to handle.

The three of them were all experts. No one could guarantee that nothing would happen along the way.

It was obvious that they had come prepared.

If a conflict were to break out now, it would only expose the fact that the four elders had severed their Golden Lotuses. However, if they were allowed to stay, it would only add uncertainty to the Evil Sky Pavilion.

At this time, Su Sheng said,

"Earlier, the four elders of the Evil Sky Pavilion restrained their auras. There were no signs of Primal Qi at all. I'm thinking, since this is the Evil Sky Pavilion and there are no outsiders here, why would they conceal their auras? "

Su Sheng's words left his mouth.

Something stirred in Mingshi Yin.

As expected, this was not a good bluff.

Su Sheng continued to say, "Senior Zuo is a disciple of the Confucian school. She's a rare cultivation genius from 500 years ago. The thing she hates the most is keeping things to herself …"

Even if Su Sheng did not say it out loud, Mingshi Yin knew what he meant.

Mingshi Yin said calmly, "You really don't know anything about the Evil Sky Pavilion."

Su Sheng was taken aback by Mingshi Yin's words.

The Evil Sky Pavilion was not like any other place. One could not use common sense to think about it.

Su Sheng cupped his fists together and said, "In that case … I'd like to spar with the elders."

"Since that's the case … I would like to spar with the elders," Su Sheng said as he clasped his fists.

"…"

'This is bad.'

Mingshi Yin's mind raced.

The four elders had severed their lotuses and were recultivating. If they were to spar, they would not be a match for them.

However, if no one stepped forward, it would make the Evil Sky Pavilion seem like a pushover.

Mingshi Yin was still thinking about this when Su Sheng said,

"I'm sincerely asking for your guidance. I don't have any other intentions. Since there are so many elites in the Evil Sky Pavilion, I'm sure they won't be stingy with their teachings. "

Su Sheng pressed forward step by step.

Perhaps, Mingshi Yin's hesitation made Su Sheng and Gu Yiran feel that there was something fishy about the Evil Sky Pavilion.

They were testing each other in the name of sparring. They could advance or retreat at will, and they would not offend the Evil Sky Pavilion as well.

These three old foxes!

Liu Ge sat at the side silently, obviously tacitly approving of Su Sheng's actions.

At this moment, Mingshi Yin said,

"There's no need for that … The Evil Sky Pavilion doesn't have the time to play with you."

At this moment.

A beautiful melody floated in from outside.

The sound of the flute was gentle and melodious, like a spring breeze caressing one's face …

The voice wasn't loud, but it was clear.

Liu Ge was curious. He looked out of the great hall and said, "There's someone skilled in music in the Evil Sky Pavilion?"

Mingshi Yin said, "Of course."

As soon as Zhang Xuan finished speaking, a miniature energy sword suddenly flew around like a headless fly.

The energy swords were not powerful, but they were agile.

Gu Yiran exclaimed in shock, "Controlling Qi with sound and condensing energy … Who's that outside the hall?"

Something stirred in Mingshi Yin's heart. However, he said calmly, "Controlling Qi with sound isn't the path."

Su Sheng and Gu Yiran felt slightly awkward when they heard this. They were of the opinion that this ability was not to be underestimated. They had been on the battlefield for many years. They knew what roles and abilities were the most advantageous on the battlefield. Whether it was the Buddhist's large-scale recovery spell, the Bright Mirror, or the Brahman Lullaby, they were weapons of war. Then, there was the Confucian Formations. As long as they worked well together, they would be invincible.

At this moment, the energy sword suddenly shot toward Su Sheng.

Whoosh!

Su Sheng's expression darkened. "Despicable!"

With a flick of his fingers, two talismans shot out to meet the attack.

The talismans burned. The two script seals collided and instantly devoured the miniature energy sword. At the same time, a piercing sound rang in the air.

Hiss!

The strange sound of the flute and the script seals faded away.

Outside the hall, the flute seemed to be dissatisfied. It played it again.

The flute's sound grew more urgent.

Su Sheng smiled and said, "Interesting!"

He folded his palms. Several script seals of various sizes rose into the air as they collided with each other.

The sound of tinkling and tinkling intertwined with the sound of the flute again.

The flute stopped playing, and it began to play in a high-pitched manner again.

If the sound of the flute was described as a babbling brook earlier, it was now like a tidal wave.

A delighted expression appeared on Su Sheng's face. "I've never heard of anyone among the Evil Sky Pavilion's nine great disciples who's skilled in music. It's my honor to meet you today. Although I'm a boor, I'm especially fond of music. I've finally met my match today. Again … "

He rose from his seat.

His hand gestures changed.

This time, there were more script seals hovering before him.

Previously, they were just playing around, but now, it was completely different.

The surging of Primal Qi and the increasing number of script seals were above the Nascent Divinity realm.

They were going to fight for real this time!

Mingshi Yin's heart sank.

Naturally, he knew who was playing the flute outside. Su Sheng was one of the eight great generals of the Imperial guard!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The script seals grew in size and produced the sound of a bell and drum.

The moment the flute's sound faded …

Clang! Clang! The sound waves continued to spread.

Mingshi Yin unleashed his energy and shot forward. Whizz!

The sound of energy resonated. A Five-leaf avatar stood tall in the Evil Sky Pavilion. Its energy reached the top of the pavilion and blocked Su Sheng's sound waves.

The sound came to an abrupt halt.

Naturally, Mingshi Yin had to defend himself. The person outside the great hall was his Little Junior Sister. How could she withstand such an attack?

Su Sheng frowned and said, "Why are you interfering, sir?"

"This is the Evil Sky Pavilion. It's not a place where you can do as you please," Mingshi Yin said.

"He's allowed to provoke me, but I'm not allowed to retaliate?" Su Sheng could not understand this logic.

Mingshi Yin shook his head helplessly. "I've told you … This isn't a place where you should be."

Su Sheng said, "A spar should have a beginning and an end.

He folded his palms again.

Script seals flew out of his body. The script seals lined up neatly and formed a radiant circle.

When the radiant circles lined up, they strangely resonated.

Whizz … It sounded like the Buddhist chants.

Mingshi Yin frowned slightly.

Just as the buzzing sound rang out — —

A thunderous voice rang from the back of the Evil Sky Pavilion's great hall.

"Impudent!"

The soundwave came from the corridors and alleyways behind them.

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