If you're the first Nine-leaf cultivator, I suggest you lower your cultivation base to Eight-and-a-half-leaf. If you're the second, please kill the first. I've left behind a brush, a sword, and a set of armor in Great Yan. With them, you can kill a Nine-leaf cultivator. If you can't, I'm sorry, but you'll bring disaster upon yourselves. "
When Lu Zhou read up to this point, he noticed a small paragraph was added to the side of the letter with a finer tip.
"A great tree grows in the forest. The top of the tree was raised to seek the most sunshine and rain; its thick branches occupied as much space as possible to inhale the freshest air; its roots were as luxuriant as possible to draw the most of the essence of the earth. However, beside the big tree, there were a few small trees struggling on the edge of survival. Their branches were thin and brittle, and their leaves were close to withering. The little tree stared at the big tree angrily. "You are already strong enough. Why do you want to limit my growth?" The big tree looked at it indifferently and said coldly, "To me, your growth will always be a threat."
Lu Zhou was slightly puzzled.
The law of the jungle?
He remembered the super heaven-grade weapon, High Void, the red-tipped Magistrate Brush in Liu Gu's hand, and the red coffin and diary that the Roulians had brought …
He continued reading.
"There are many madmen who seek the truth about the shackles of heaven and earth and the limitation of lifespan. There are also many madmen who become the food of ferocious beasts … I hope that you are not a madman.
"I like Great Yan … It's quiet and peaceful here. There's not much fighting and killing, and there aren't many lunatics. A person's life was a defiance of the heavens, to begin with. It was enough for an Eight-leaf cultivator to live for 1,000 years. Hence, you must tell the world that there are no Nine-leaf cultivators in the world. Humans can only live for 1,000 years at most … That way, curiosity will be stifled, and the danger will be eliminated.
"Don't try to explore. Don't step into the forbidden zone. The things I left behind are enough to prove everything …
"You must be very curious and puzzled. What the danger is, where I come from … I'm sorry I can't tell you.
"Friend, if it's possible, help me find someone. Her surname is Luo, and she came here three hundred years ago. Find her and give her the brocade box. If you can't find her, I'll give this brocade box to you."
Lu Zhou was shocked. 'This mysterious elite is looking for the Luo woman as well?!'
He looked down.
"May everything be peaceful."
That was the end of the letter.
That's it?
He didn't tell them where they came from, didn't tell them what the danger was, and just made up such an alarmist story?
Lu Zhou flipped the letter around and read it again.
There were no words written on the back, but judging from the ink, the part about the law of the jungle should have been added later. The ink was a little lighter.
Although he didn't reveal where he came from or what the danger was … through this paragraph, he could guess that something even more dangerous existed … He recalled the words left behind in the red coffin. Together with this letter, the handwriting and tone were exactly the same.
It should be the same person.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't curious.
Based on the content of the letter, the Nine-leaf stage would only bring about a disaster … This disaster was most likely the law of the jungle.
Humans would ignore ants in the grass, but what if the ants turned into fist-sized spiders?
Lu Zhou shook his head.
I'm not a true Nine-leaf cultivator … '
The four Evil Sky Pavilion elders' curiosity was piqued. They wanted to know what was written on it. Alas, they could not see anything.
…
Lu Zhou put the letter away.
At the same time, he remembered Si Wuya's words. Si Wuya loved to ponder over these things. He would surely have a better understanding of them.
He looked at the Empress Dowager and asked,
"What's the Imperial tutor's name?"
The Empress Dowager shook her head and said, "He never revealed his name."
"Did he leave anything else behind?"
"That's all there is in Great Yan's Imperial City … Even if there's something else, it might be somewhere else."
At this moment, Li Yunzhao added, "The Ten Terminal Formation was inscribed by the Imperial tutor himself."
"…"
The others were shocked.
Lu Zhou understood what the Imperial tutor said in the letter. The things he left behind were enough to prove everything.
Indeed, the Imperial tutor was not a simple person to be able to inscribe such a profound Ten Terminal Formation. The Imperial tutor was cunning as well. He did not reveal anything about his origins in the letter.
Perhaps … this was a fear of human curiosity. At the same time, it was also a form of suppression.
"Where did he go?" Lu Zhou asked.
The Empress Dowager sighed.
"When the Imperial tutor left, there was no warning. He didn't even inform the Emperor. It was as though he suddenly vanished. The Emperor sent many men to search for him … He even sent men to Blackwood Forest in the far west in an attempt to cross the forest. However, they failed. "
Pan Litian frowned and said, "I've been to Blackwood Forest before. I found my gourd bottle there as well … There are many treasures in Blackwood Forest. There was once a wave of treasure hunting among human cultivators. There were countless deaths and injuries. Many Other Tribesmen cultivators were involved as well. As it turns out, the Imperial family was behind all of this. "
The Empress Dowager appeared ashamed.
Li Yunzhao chimed in, "The Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Seventh, Si Wuya, set fire to the 10,000 miles east of Blackwood Forest to stop the wave of treasure hunting."
"…"
The others looked at Lu Zhou in unison.
Lu Zhou's wizened face was calm. He pretended he did not hear anything.
'What does this have to do with me?'
He shifted his gaze to the brocade box on the ground. He flipped his palm, and energy surged.
The brocade box floated into his palm.
This action caught everyone's attention. They no longer paid attention to the previous topic or the contents of the letter.
"Master, what's in the box?"
The brocade box was exquisite and rectangular. There were several red lines and patterns on its surface.
A red lotus was carved on one end of the brocade box. There were only lines and no colors on it.
The lid of the box was designed with a card slot. There was no need for a key or a seal with Formation veins.
Lu Zhou raised his hand and opened the brocade box.
Click!
Lying quietly in the brocade box was a simple, elegant, and exquisite red-stringed zither.
"Ding! Obtained weapon, Nine Stringed Zither. State: Merit points not obtained. Grade not activated."
When Lu Zhou heard the system's notification, he counted the strings on the zither. Indeed, there were nine strings.
He produced the Nine Stringed Zither from the brocade box and placed it in his palm.
It was about the same length as the Lantian Jade Flute, but its width was only the size of a palm.
"A zither?!"
The others were shocked.
"It's a zither!"
"It doesn't look like an ordinary item." Zhou Jifeng's eyes widened.
"I think you're talking nonsense …"
When the Nine Stringed Zither touched his skin, he felt a cool sensation.
The texture was full, and it looked stunning.
The disciples looked at him in bewilderment.
However, how was he supposed to play such a small zither? The width of the nine strings was only half the size of a palm. Unless he played it with a toothpick.
That was not the point. The point was … What was Great Yan's Imperial tutor's intention in leaving such a zither behind?
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