Meanwhile.
In the Evil Sky Pavilion's eastern pavilion.
Meanwhile, Lu Zhou was cultivating.
At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
"Senior Lu, Temple Master Sikong of the Ninth Temple has replied. He said that he'll pay you a visit another day," Xia Changqiu said.
"Got it."
Lu Zhou's reply was simple.
Xia Changqiu was completely convinced. Lu Zhou was the only person under the heavens who dared to treat Sikong Beichen like this.
Who would dare to offend the Thousand Willow Monastery with such a person guarding it?
"Senior Lu, I think the Flying Star House's Ye Zhen is prepared for his trip to the Ninth Temple. Are you really not going? "
The two of them had reached an agreement. If they didn't go, could they still be considered allies?
"If he can't even handle the Flying Star House, Sikong Beichen isn't worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as me."
Lu Zhou's voice was calm as usual.
Xia Changqiu nodded. "Understood."
Xia Changqiu turned around and left.
The disciples of the Thousand Willow Monastery sighed when they arrived outside the courtyard. An elder squeezed his way forward and said, "Abbey Dean, why don't you let me deliver the letter? As the Abbey Dean …"
"Bullshit!"
Xia Changqiu interrupted him. "Do you think it's just a small matter like sending a letter? This matter concerned the survival of the Thousand Willow Monastery, so they could not afford to be careless. What kind of people did Senior Lu come into contact with? Can you bear the responsibility if something goes wrong with the letter? "
His reprimand rendered everyone speechless.
Xia Changqiu left with his hands clasped behind his back.
In the room.
Lu Zhou folded his palms and closed his eyes.
At the same time, he wondered how he should retrieve the memory crystal from the Flying Star House.
Should he make another trip to the Ninth Temple and seize the opportunity to capture Ye Zhen or Chen Tiandu?
This was indeed a good opportunity.
Lu Zhou rose to his feet slowly. He was about to make his way to the Ninth Temple.
Xia Changqiu returned with a flustered expression. He bowed and said, "Senior Lu, bad news!"
"What's all the fuss about?" Lu Zhou was puzzled.
"Meng Changdong is leading 1,000 cultivators toward the Thousand Willow Mountain. They'll arrive in four hours." In order to survive, Xia Changqiu had spent a lot of effort over the years. Naturally, he would be aware of the movements of cultivators with such great fanfare.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
"It seems like I've underestimated the Flying Star House a little. You're planning to attack from both sides?"
Are you bullying me because I don't have a clone technique?
The Ninth Temple had Sikong Beichen, the five First Seats, and the Ninth Temple's powerful Formation protecting it. There should not be too much trouble.
However, the Thousand Willow Monastery was different. The Flying Star House was clearly doing this to pressure both sides and destroy the Thousand Willow Monastery.
Ye Zhen did have some tricks up his sleeve.
"Senior Lu, what do we do now?"
"There's no need to worry. Leave this to my two disciples," Lu Zhou said.
"We'll do as Senior Lu says."
Xia Changqiu turned and left.
Lu Zhou sat down with his legs crossed. His expression was calm. 'In that case, I'll fight him head-on.'
…
The Ninth Temple.
The red bird pulled the chariot and hovered in front of the Ninth Temple.
After Ye Zhen transmitted his voice twice and saw that no one came out to receive him, he turned around and bowed toward the chariot. "As I expected, none of these five people are capable of doing anything."
An old and deep voice resounded from inside the carriage, "Call again."
"Yes."
Ye Zhen turned to face the Ninth Temple and said in a clear voice, "Flying Star House's Ye Zhen requests an audience with Senior Sikong."
His voice was like a clap of thunder, much louder than before.
The Daoist veins above the Ninth Temple began to tremble slightly.
Finally, Yao Qingquan appeared before the Ninth Temple's main entrance. He glared at Ye Zhen who was on the chariot before he said, "Ye Zhen, is the Ninth Temple a place for you to behave atrociously?"
Ye Zhen cupped his fists. "Please forgive me for the intrusion."
Nobody knew what Ye Zhen was thinking.
Yao Qingquan was currently the leader of the five First Seats. When he saw Ye Zhen, he was shocked. If Ye Zhen had quarreled with him, Yao Qingquan would have been happy. After all, it showed that Ye Zhen was not that narrow-minded. However, Ye Zhen was flexible. He was destined to be a difficult person to deal with. Niuba Literature Website
"The temple master requests your presence."
After all, they had made an appointment three days ago. Even if Yao Qingquan tried to stop him, he would not be able to do so for long.
An old man in white robes flew out of the chariot. He did not even look at Yao Qingquan as he flew toward the Ninth Temple at lightning speed. The disciples looked up and saw the old man flying toward the Holy Palace.
This was the Flying Star House's Master, Chen Tiandu.
Shortly after, Chen Tiandu and Ye Zhen landed in front of the Holy Palace.
The two female attendants bowed.
Chen Tiandu stepped into the hall.
Swoosh!
A cup of wine flew toward him.
"Allow me."
Ye Zhen stepped forward and raised his hand.
His slender fingers were like a palm-leaf fan as he pushed them forward.
The wine cup stopped in midair.
Creak! Creak!
The wine in the cup spilled out. The water droplets instantly hardened into nails that shot forward. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
When the ice nails were halfway back, they seemed to have collided with a wall. They evaporated and vanished.
"Are you the Flying Star House's peerless prodigy, Ye Zhen?" His voice was steady and dignified.
Ye Zhen bowed. "Greetings, Senior Sikong." Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The ice nails spun in the air.
Ye Zhen was slightly infuriated. He was about to raise his hand.
"That's enough," Chen Tiandu said coldly.
A warm wave of heat rolled out and instantly evaporated the ice nails.
"Old geezer, it's been years since we last met. Your cultivation base has improved again."
Chen Tiandu walked in slowly.
There was a tea table, two rush cushions, and four female attendants. It was a simple yet elegant place.
Sikong Beichen sat cross-legged on the opposite side of the tea table. He made an inviting gesture.
Chen Tiandu's figure faded away, and he appeared in front of Sikong Beichen. He raised his arms, and his white cloak fell to the ground. When Ye Zhen saw this, he hastily stepped forward and put away his cloak.
Both of them had white hair on their temples and haggard faces.
Chen Tiandu raised his teacup and took a sip. He raised his head and said, "I heard that Chen Beizheng died in your hands. How could I not come and see?"
Sikong Beichen was not surprised.
Instead, he smiled and shook his head. "You flatter me."
"Oh?"
"Chen Beizheng is only 1,000 years old … We're both in our twilight years. How are we going to kill him?" Sikong Beichen asked.
Chen Tiandu's eyes lit up.
"Are you in such a hurry to shirk your responsibility? Are you afraid that the imperial court will punish you?"
Sikong Beichen shook his head and said, "Chen Tiandu, if I'm the one who killed him, shouldn't I be happy that you came all the way here to die?"
Ye Zhen took a step forward.
Chen Tiandu raised his hand.
The five First Seats appeared at the gate of the Sacred Palace.
As soon as Sikong Beichen gave the order, a huge battle would break out.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Ye Zhen said with a smile, "Since the house master dared to come, it's only natural that you're well-prepared."
Sikong Beichen glanced at Ye Zhen before looking at Chen Tiandu again.
Chen Tiandu smiled and said calmly, "If you didn't kill Chen Beizheng, who could've done it?"
He had been waiting for this question.
A respectful expression appeared on Sikong Beichen's face as he said, "This senior's surname is Lu."
"Lu?"
Chen Tiandu and Ye Zhen searched for cultivators with the surname Lu in their minds at the same time. However, they could not find anything. Among the people they knew, there was no super elite with the surname Lu.
"Senior Lu activated his Birth Chart," Sikong Beichen said.
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