There were very few cultivators with such talent in this world.
The cool breeze blows the song into the sky, and the song flies around the clouds …
The melodious melody stopped with the word 'please'.
The sound lingered in the air.
The melody seemed to float to the sky.
The chirping sounds of the birds and beasts flying into the clouds blended with the flute music and eventually faded away.
The red energy dissipated, and the flying beasts also gradually retreated.
Only a small number of beasts tried to approach the Ninth Temple. However, they were shot down by the ballistae on the high platform.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji had forgotten that they were leading the way.
Other than surprise, he was also puzzled — wasn't this a cultivator from the golden lotus domain? How could there be a Red Lotus cultivator, and a genius in Music at that!?
Yu Shangrong turned around and said with a faint smile, "As expected, Little Junior Sister's move is extraordinary."
"Thank you for the compliment, Second Senior Brother," Conch said happily.
Yu Shangrong returned to the flying chariot. He glanced at Xia Changqiu and said, "Monastery Master Xia?"
Xia Changqiu retracted his thoughts and looked at Little Conch with a complicated gaze. He said awkwardly, "I was distracted by my surprise. Sorry."
He steered the flying chariot forward slowly.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Xia Changqiu turned around and asked, "Senior, may I ask if these are your disciples?"
Although he already knew, he still wanted to confirm it.
"… This is my little junior sister," Little Yuan 'er said with a smile.
"Junior Sister?"
"Tenth junior sister."
Xia Changqiu: "…"
Ten … Junior Martial Sister, are you saying that this senior has ten heaven-defying disciples?
He had seen four of them. Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong could fight a Nine-leaf cultivator to a standstill. The youngest disciple could control beasts. Then, the other disciples …
The flying chariot jolted at this moment.
Lu Zhou glanced at him. He stroked his beard and said, "If you're afraid, you can leave now."
"With Old Senior here, why would I be … afraid? However, I haven't piloted the flying chariot for a long time, so I'm a little rusty. Please forgive me, "Xia Changqiu said.
"My eldest senior brother doesn't have that many problems," Little Yuan 'er said.
"…"
This girl seemed to like to undermine others.
Xia Changqiu fell silent.
After the flying chariot entered the Ninth Temple's territory, it had no choice but to descend.
Everyone raised their heads and looked around, secretly amazed.
This could almost become a human city on its own. The amount of space it occupied was unimaginable. Previously, when he was looking down from the sky, he only felt that the layout and formation were amazing. Inside the city, the majestic buildings were breathtaking. They formed a closed ring of buildings in all directions, and the square stretched for a thousand meters in all directions. Nine main palaces stood tall in the sky.
"Fall —"
The sharp voice sounded like a eunuch in the palace.
The flying chariot descended slowly.
Two cultivators on swords landed in front of the flying chariot. They bowed toward the flying chariot and said, "Elder Kong invites you."
"Elder Kong?" Xia Changqiu leaped out of the flying chariot. "He wants to meet Elder Zhu, old senior, not Elder Kong."
Yu Shangrong said.
"Sorry, correction. Master wants to see Sikong Beichen, not the elder. "
The Ninth Temple disciples. "…"
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji: "…"
He felt terrible.
"Who gave you the guts to call the Hall Master by his name?"
The flying disciple gripped his sword tightly.
He was about to make a move when a voice rang from behind him. "Stop!"
The others looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a middle-aged man in a wooden wheelchair being pushed over. Clearly, he had sustained serious injuries and had yet to recover.
The two disciples bowed and greeted him. "Elder Kong."
Kong Lu looked up at the people on the flying chariot and said, "Xia Changqiu of the Thousand Willow Monastery?"
"Yes."
"The person who played the flute earlier is your disciple?" Kong Lu asked.
Xia Changqiu stepped aside and said, "She controls Qi with her music and controls the beasts under the heavens. She's this young lady. She's this old senior's brilliant disciple. "
On the wheelchair, Kong Lu glanced at the ignorant and obedient Conch. He smiled in satisfaction. Then, he turned to look at the sage-like old man and scrutinized him for a moment.
He examined him for a moment and said, "Old mister, I think this little girl is quite talented. Why don't you give her to me? What do you say? "
Little Yuan 'er was about to flare up when Lu Zhou raised a hand to stop her.
Initially, Lu Zhou did not want to entertain Kong Lu. However, since Kong Lu had spoken, how could he not respond?
He said, "You want to be my disciple's master?"
"I hope you'll agree to it, old mister." Kong Lu said solemnly, "I admire this little girl's talent. That's why I asked someone to lead the way."
Lu Zhou raised his hand slowly.
He extended his arm.
He gathered Primal Qi between his fingers. There was no need for him to condense it into energy.
Kong Lu was shocked. Before he could react, he was pulled over. The Ninth Temple disciples drew their swords immediately.
Lu Zhou held Kong Lu in place with a single palm and struck him.
Bam!
Kong Lu was sent flying back. He cried out in shock as he crashed into the wooden wheelchair and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji were shocked. They did not expect their old senior to make a move just like that.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said indifferently, "You can't even withstand a palm strike from me. What makes you think you're qualified to be someone's master?"
"You …"
Kong Lu clutched his chest and coughed. He spat out more blood.
"Elder Kong!"
Lu Zhou shook his head. He would have to resort to some tricks if he wanted to meet Sikong Beichen today. This was the disadvantage of a major sect.
Kong Lu's face flushed red from the palm strike.
A dozen disciples drew their swords, and the energy swords buzzed.
The commotion was so loud that it attracted attention.
Many Ninth Temple disciples in the vicinity rushed over.
"Kong Lu, you're heavily injured. Why are you trying to show off?"
The Square Box flew over from behind.
The disciples bowed in unison. "Grand Elder!"
In just a blink of an eye, the Square Box grew to several meters wide and shot toward the flying chariot.
Xia Changqiu hastily said, "Elder Zhu, please have mercy!"
"I can't let you live! How dare you! "
Zhu Xuan could not tolerate someone behaving atrociously in the Ninth Temple's territory even if he disliked Kong Lu.
When the Square Box flew over …
Yu Shangrong tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his foot.
With a flash, he appeared on the Square Box and stomped his foot.
Bam!
With his previous battle experience, Yu Shangrong easily restrained the Square Box and stomped it.
Boom!
The Square Box crashed onto the marble floor like a sturdy box.
Yu Shangrong's arms were still crossed as he looked ahead and said, "Zhu Xuan, we meet again."
"It's you?"
When Zhu Xuan saw it was Yu Shangrong, his anger subsided. He said, "Have you thought things through, sir?"
He thought Yu Shangrong was the same as Yu Zhenghai.
Yu Shangrong shook his head. "I'm sorry, I've never thought things through."
"Then, why are you here in the Ninth Temple?" Zhu Xuan asked.
"Two things. First, I'm looking for Eldest Senior Brother. Second, my master is here. Sikong Beichen should come out and meet us."
He addressed the temple master by his name again.
Kong Lu endured the pain and said, "It's you? Yu Zhenghai is a foreign tribesman. He attacked me first. Now that he's in the Ninth Temple's hands, you're thinking of rescuing him? "
When Yu Zhenghai first came to the red lotus domain, Kong Lu was the one who was heavily injured.
Ever since Yu Zhenghai came to the Ninth Temple, Kong Lu had been thinking of ways to seek revenge, but Zhu Xuan had stopped him.
If Zhu Xuan wanted to become one of the nine First Seats, he had to protect Yu Zhenghai. Kong Lu, on the contrary, was his stumbling block.
"Shut up!" Zhu Xuan turned to glare at Kong Lu.
Kong Lu retreated angrily.
Zhu Xuan forced a smile on his face. He looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "Have you forgotten your promise? Your Eldest Senior Brother has agreed to stay. For his sake, I won't hold this against you. Everyone, please leave. "
Yu Shangrong was not surprised. With a flash, he appeared in front of Zhu Xuan.
In the next second, he appeared in front of Zhu Xuan and joined his palms together. Energy swords surrounded him.
His first move was one of the most powerful techniques of the Guiyuan Sword Technique, Primal Primal.
Zhu Xuan said disapprovingly, "I'm already at the Nine-leaf stage. Do you think I'll be like before?"
The Square Box suddenly retracted and shot toward Yu Shangrong's back.
Golden energy surged!
The Ninth Temple disciples who saw this flew over. In no time at all, 100 people were watching the battle on the small plaza.
The energy swords in the surroundings gathered and spun around Yu Shangrong.
Bam! Bam!
The Square Box struck the energy swords.
The energy swords formed.
The energy swords shot toward Zhu Xuan. Zhu Xuan reeled back.
The Square Box shrunk and shielded him.
Bam! Bam!
The Primal Primal energy swords struck the Square Box. The final few energy swords were clearly more concentrated and blinding.
They continued to strike the Square Box.
Zhu Xuan and the Square Box did not budge. Then, he said, "This is the difference between an Eight-leaf and a Nine-leaf cultivator … Hm?"
'It's not over yet?'
The final few energy swords struck the Square Box like a sword.
The energy swords were clearly more powerful than before.
Bam!
The Square Box retreated. Zhu Xuan raised his arms to block the attack. With a loud bang, he retreated dozens of meters.
"How's this possible?"
When Zhu Xuan was an Eight-and-a-half-leaf cultivator, he could fight two opponents on his own. Now that he was at the Nine-leaf stage, he was at a disadvantage against Yu Shangrong alone?
"You're the Zhu Xuan who forced my disciple to a draw?" Lu Zhou's interest was piqued when he saw the Square Box.
Yu Shangrong stopped attacking. He descended and moved to the side.
Zhu Xuan looked at Lu Zhou. He turned to look at Yu Shangrong. "Your master?"
"My master is here. Take care," Yu Shangrong said.
Zhu Xuan was shocked. A master of these two elites had to be a Nine-leaf cultivator. Without another word, he pushed his palms forward. The Square Box flew up.
In just a blink of an eye, it grew to dozens of meters long and wide as it hovered above Lu Zhou's head.
Lu Zhou was interested in the Square Box.
He looked up at the spinning Square Box. He stroked his beard as he said, "A desolate-grade treasure?"
"A desolate-grade Square Box. Old senior, be careful," Xia Changqiu said nervously.
An Eight-and-a-half-leaf Square Box was already very powerful, let alone Zhu Xuan who was already at the Nine-leaf stage.
From below, the Square Machine looked like a huge, square carpet that was starting to fall.
"Elder Zhu is serious now!"
The Square Box descended.
Zhu Xuan circulated his Primal Qi. With a flash, he appeared on the Square Box and stomped on it.
Bam!
The Square Box descended.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard with one hand and raised his other palm.
The Square Box fell into Lu Zhou's hand.
The Fiend Monk's Hand Seal contained extraordinary power.
Whizz!
Not only did the Square Box fail to suppress Lu Zhou, but it was being held up by him instead.
"Hm?" Zhu Xuan stomped his foot again.
A buzzing sound rang in the air again.
One-fourth of the extraordinary power. Withdraw!
The Square Box suddenly shrank and returned to Lu Zhou's palm.
Zhu Xuan's foot missed, but he was still falling.
"Huh?" Zhu Xuan was shocked. 'Why is it karmic fire?!'
Lu Zhou continued to raise his palm. Karmic fire shot out.
Bam!
Zhu Xuan was sent flying. His foot was burned.
A wail rang in the air.
These two techniques were unleashed in a split second and were well-concealed.
However, Zhu Xuan still managed to see the karmic fire.
The others were shocked.
'A Nine-leaf cultivator is this weak?'
Xia Changqiu suddenly remembered Ji Fengxing's words. 'Is he truly invincible?'
Meanwhile.
The five First Seats in the Peace Hall, Harmony Hall, Unending Hall, Prison Dragon Hall, and Mystery Hall sensed danger. Their eyes snapped open.
The five old men unleashed their grand techniques at the same time and charged out.
"Who dares to cause trouble in the Ninth Temple?!"
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