When Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji were at the Thousand Willow Monastery, they firmly believed Sikong Beichen would not meet them. The five First Seats would, at most, spar with the old senior to gauge their strength. Based on the Ninth Temple's current situation, they would most likely be on good terms. At the very least, they would live in peace. The Ninth Temple would not make a powerful enemy for no reason.
However …
This was awkward.
The appearance of two Ten-leaf cultivators had exceeded Xia Changqiu's expectations. The members of the Ninth Temple were also surprised. 'Why is the Great General of the North, Chen Beizheng, here?'
Xia Changqiu gulped and forced himself to calm down. He looked at the indifferent old senior who had repelled the five First Seats of the Ninth Temple with a single strike. He wondered if the old senior would turn around and flee. If that happened, the rest of them would never see the light of day again.
Lu Zhou calmly looked out of the city. Xia Changqiu was shocked by Lu Zhou's calmness. He sighed in relief.
'The old senior still has other tricks up his sleeves?'
…
Lu Zhou hovered in the air as he waited for the so-called Great General of the North to appear. Who would not want to meet an elite from the palace?
Little Yuan 'er and Conch ran behind Yu Shangrong. They blinked curiously as they looked at their master and Second Senior Brother. Yu Shangrong did not lose his composure as an elder brother. He turned to look at the two of them and smiled warmly as he said, "There's no need to be afraid. I'll definitely protect you."
Lu Zhou was relieved that Yu Shangrong was willing to protect his junior sister. He no longer had to worry about Little Yuan 'er and Conch.
The Ninth Temple's five First Seats flew higher.
In the distant northern skies, a winged warhorse dragged a flying chariot as it approached slowly. Two armored soldiers stood at the front of the flying chariot. They looked unstoppable.
"They're here."
The Mystery Temple's First Seat, Zhang Shaoqing, was slightly shocked.
Kong Lu was heavily injured, but he struggled to his feet. He said, "I'll … provide support."
The Ninth Temple disciples glanced at him. 'He's already in this state. What support?'
The Hall of Supreme Harmony's First Seat, Yao Qingquan, said, "The temple master invites you over … Go ahead. I'll provide support to the general."
The other four First Seats nodded.
Yao Qingquan flew towards the north, and hundreds of disciples flew up on their swords, following behind him to make the scene even more impressive.
Zhang Shaoqing turned to look at Lu Zhou. The exchange earlier had left a lingering fear in his heart.
Zhang Shaoqing bowed and said,
"If you wish to meet the hall master, please follow me …"
The other three Chiefs turned sideways at the same time and made a gesture of invitation.
Lu Zhou glanced at the north. He was not in a hurry to meet the Great General of the North. After all, he would meet him eventually. Hence, he turned around and waved his arm at Yu Shangrong and the others. "Come with me."
"Yes …"
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji followed nervously.
Yu Shangrong turned to look at Little Yuan 'er and Conch before flying away.
…
In the center of the Ninth Temple were the high platform and the main hall. However, Sikong Beichen was not in the main hall. Instead, he resided in the Holy Palace on the east side of the temple. It was a completely independent area. It was also the only nine-story building and courtyard in the Ninth Temple. The other nine First Seats' palaces were all one level lower.
The ninth floor of the Sacred Palace.
Zhao Jianghe, Sun Wenchang, Wang Youdao and Zhang Shaoqing flew over and landed in front of the Holy Palace.
"This way, senior." Zhao Jianghe made an inviting gesture.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he walked in the air. He observed his surroundings. When he saw the majestic courtyard and Holy Palace, he could not help but sigh in amazement.
The others flew over as well.
A graceful woman slowly walked out of the Holy Palace.
She stood before the others and bowed slightly. "The hall master is inside the Holy Palace. This way, please."
Yao Qingquan did not go first. Instead, he made an inviting gesture for Lu Zhou to go first.
Lu Zhou walked into the Holy Palace. The four First Seats entered one after another.
When it was Yu Shangrong and the others' turn, the graceful woman raised her hand and said, "Unauthorized personnel are not allowed in. Please forgive us."
Yu Shangrong lowered his head slightly and glanced at the woman. "Unauthorized personnel?"
"Let them in," a dignified and deep voice rang from inside the Holy Palace.
"Understood."
The long corridor of the Holy Palace and the two rows of huge pillars made it hard to imagine that this was the ninth floor. Even the imperial palace was not as grand as the Holy Palace.
…
Finally, Lu Zhou saw an old man with white hair and a haggard face sitting cross-legged on the throne.
The only difference was this old man's expression was mediocre. He seemed exhausted. He rested one hand on his forehead while the other rested on the table.
Lu Zhou stopped in his tracks.
Ever since he transmigrated here, this was the first person he had seen who was older than him.
The ancients did not deceive him. Birds of a feather flock together. 'Am I destined to meet old men?'
At this moment, a deep voice rang from outside the hall.
"The Great General of the North has arrived."
The others looked outside in unison.
At this moment, Sikong Beichen, who was rubbing his forehead, finally lowered his arm and looked up.
However, he did not look at Lu Zhou. Instead, he looked past Lu Zhou and looked outside.
A burly man dressed in armor and a black cloak slowly entered the hall. His eyes were bright, and his facial features were broad. He had an air of superiority about him.
Chen Beizheng had been guarding the northern borders for many years. His contributions were outstanding. Later on, the palace summoned him back, and he became an important figure in the palace.
The Hall of Peace's First Seat, Yao Qingquan, entered the Holy Palace with him.
The other First Seats greeted him in unison. "Great General."
Chen Beizheng glanced at the four First Seats but did not respond. Then, he looked at Sikong Beichen who was seated in the hall. He stood where he was and looked to his left and right.
"Brother Beichen, long time no see."
Sikong Beichen shook his head and said, "You're a great general. What are you doing in the Ninth Temple instead of guarding the skies?"
"I'm following orders."
Chen Beizheng did not stand on ceremony. He walked to the seat on the left and sat down. "I'm following orders to capture the Other Tribesmen."
"The Other Tribesmen?"
The five First Seats' expressions changed slightly.
Sikong Beichen had not asked about the Ninth Temple for a long time. He did not know what Chen Beizheng meant.
He sighed and said, "We have a guest today. Come back another day."
In the vast Ninth Temple, Sikong Beichen was the only person who dared to speak to Chen Beizheng in such a manner.
"A guest?"
At this moment, the others looked at Lu Zhou who was stroking his beard with an indifferent expression on his face.
Sikong Beichen nodded slightly. He waved his right hand and said, "My friend, please have a seat."
Lu Zhou did not move. Instead, he looked at Sikong Beichen with an indifferent expression. 'You've finally noticed me?'
"There's no need for that. I'm here to take my disciple away. "Lu Zhou remained unmoved even though he was facing two Ten-leaf cultivators at the same time.
The five First Seats were shocked.
'This old man … has such an imposing aura?'
The fact that he was able to remain calm and unfazed under the pressure of the temple master and Chen Beizheng's auras was not something that could be achieved overnight. At this moment, they finally noticed the old man's aura was similar to the temple master's. In fact, it was even more unfathomable.
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji's perceptions of the world were refreshed again and again. In the Thousand Willow Monastery, they could give orders and were high and mighty. However, here, they were like ants.
The Holy Palace was unusually quiet.
Sikong Beichen stared at Lu Zhou with his deep eyes as he tried to gauge the old man's true strength. When their eyes met, Sikong Beichen felt as though he was looking at a whirlpool in the depths of the Endless Sea. He was slightly shocked.
Sikong Beichen, who had roamed the lands for many years, had never seen an old man like this before.
Chen Beizheng seemed to be enjoying the wine served by the waitress. It was as though everything was under his control and he was not anxious at all.
Sikong Beichen said calmly, "Friend, did you defeat the five First Seats on your own?"
Lu Zhou did not answer. Instead, he said, "I don't like to beat around the bush. Hand over Yu Zhenghai."
His tone was slightly overbearing. The others exchanged a look.
"Yu Zhenghai?" Sikong Beichen was puzzled.
The Mystery Temple's First Seat, Zhang Shaoqing, hastily walked over and whispered in Sikong Beichen's ear.
Thud.
Chen Beizheng placed his teacup on the table. The sound of the tea hitting the table rang in the air as he said, "Yu Zhenghai is also the person I'm looking for."
Sikong Beichen knew what was going on.
He said, "General Chen, these friends are the Ninth Temple's honored guests. They're not the Other Tribesmen you mentioned. Please return. "
The five First Seats were shocked. They instantly understood the temple master's intention.
As expected of the person with the highest authority in the Ninth Temple. His vision, ability to make decisions, and decisiveness were all in a flash.
Lu Zhou finally understood what was going on. He had accidentally ended up as a sandwich.
The relationship between the palace and the Ninth Temple seemed delicate.
Chen Beizheng smiled faintly. His tone was cold as he said, "During the battle at the Thousand Willow Monastery, Zhu Xuan fought the two golden lotus cultivators. How many people saw you protecting the Other Tribesmen, Brother Beichen? "
Sikong Beichen replied calmly, "I didn't see it with my own eyes."
Chen Beizheng looked at Lu Zhou and said, "It's understandable that Brother Beichen didn't see it. The First Seats have just finished their battle … They know better than anyone else."
The First Seats bowed at the same time. "We've never seen the Other Tribesmen."
Xia Changqiu and Tian Buji. "…"
'They're all lying through their teeth?'
'How could the battle between the two great forces escalate to this extent?'
Chen Beizheng looked at the five First Seats. He was slightly taken aback, but he was not surprised. He said, "Alright, alright. Seeing is believing. Summon your avatar and listen carefully. "
Lu Zhou continued stroking his beard without looking at Chen Beizheng.
'I'll summon my avatar just because you want me to?'
The Peace Hall's First Seat, Yao Qingquan, shook his head and said, "General Chen, this is the Holy Palace, not the palace or the northern border. No one is allowed to act recklessly here. If you want to see the avatar, go out and see for yourself. "
Chen Beizheng laughed heartily, raised his wine cup, and drained it in one gulp. Pa, he placed it on the table, and the wine cup turned into powder. He clapped his hands and said, "Bring it up."
Two of his soldiers escorted a man into the Holy Palace.
Zhang Shaoqing asked doubtfully, "Blood Sun Temple's Hui Neng?"
Lu Zhou glanced at him and shook his head slightly. Fa Hua was too soft-hearted, after all.
Hui Neng was heavily injured but it did not hinder him from speaking. He knelt down and said, "I can testify. I saw with my own eyes that this old man was a cultivator from the golden lotus domain. Hui Jue and Hui Sheng were killed by him and the abbot was also injured by him. He was a Nine-leaf golden lotus cultivator! General Chen, please take down this person and seek justice for the Blood Sun Temple! "
Chen Beizheng nodded in satisfaction. He looked at Sikong Beichen and said, "Brother Beichen, please don't stop us. Otherwise, not even you can protect the Ninth Temple. In order to capture the non-humankind, the imperial court will not show any mercy. "
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