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Chapter 897

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In terms of cultivation speed alone, the disciples who possessed the Great Void Seed were superior to the golden and red realms. Even Duanmu Sheng, who had the worst effects of the modifications, was attempting to attain the Nine-leaf stage. However, this speed was still a lot weaker than Black Lotus.

In the past, Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong were top-tier elites in the golden lotus domain. However, in the red lotus domain, they were not even at the Ten-leaf stage.

"The seed of the Great Void."

Ye Zhen had destroyed the most crucial part of the Memory Crystal.

What exactly was the Great Void Seed?

According to his current knowledge and experience, even the best apothecary would not be able to create such a miraculous "pill". According to the Memory Crystal, Ji Tiandao had been to an unknown place. In this unknown land, the light was dim and the visibility was poor. Back then, Ji Tiandao's cultivation was not strong. He must have used some kind of trick to obtain the Great Void Seed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to steal such an important item right under the noses of so many worlds.

Of course, it was also possible that the Great Void Seed itself was trash and no one in the Great Void cared about it. But this possibility was too low. How could a treasure that could change one's cultivation talent be trash? Moreover, it was highly possible that they had the ability to track down the Great Void Seed.

"This kind of thing, we should hide it if we can."

Initially, Lu Zhou wanted to inform his disciples. However, when he thought about it, he decided against it.

He turned to look at Duanmu Sheng and said, "Old Third."

Clang.

The Overlord Spear fell to the side.

"Master, you called for me?" Duanmu Sheng hastily picked up the Overlord Spear. He was slightly stunned.

"How's the progress of your cultivation base?" Lu Zhou asked.

It was normal for a master to test his disciple's cultivation. If it were anyone else, who would dare to casually ask about their cultivation?

Duanmu Sheng scratched his head and said sheepishly, "In reply to your question, master, I … I'm an Eight-leaf cultivator …"

However, Lu Zhou was pleased.

He knew his third brother's talent very well. Among his disciples, his third brother had the worst talent. It was not easy for him to reach the Eight-leaf stage after cultivating for a long time and working hard.

It was only natural for the Eldest and Second Eldest to reach the Nine-leaf stage. They had been stuck at the Eight-leaf stage for many years. Now that their bottleneck was broken, it would not be surprising for them to reach the Nine-leaf stage or even the Ten-leaf stage.

Therefore, he didn't really care about Big Brother and Second Brother.

"Old Fourth." Lu Zhou shifted his gaze.

Woof woof woof …

Qiong Qi ran over and lay before Lu Zhou like a pug.

"???" Mingshi Yin.

This dog was really full of drama.

Lu Zhou studied Qiong Qi. He did not expect Qiong Qi to have grown more than twice its size. If the Sky Chariot wasn't big enough, he would have to let it fly on its own.

"Master." Mingshi Yin walked over.

"What's your cultivation?"

"N-Nine-leaf," Mingshi Yin said with a chuckle.

"You didn't hide anything?"

I've always been honest. The sun and moon can bear witness! "Mingshi Yin said.

Lu Zhou no longer looked at him. He returned to Duanmu Sheng's Overlord Spear and asked, "You didn't ask the Sky Research Court to forge the weapon?"

Duanmu Sheng picked up his Overlord Spear and wiped it before he said, "I couldn't bear to part with it. Moreover, the requirements for the materials are very high. That's good enough. "

Yu Shangrong's weapons were still in the Sky Research Court. Duanmu Sheng and Zhao Yue's weapons were heaven-grade. Conch had two weapons, the Lantian Jade Flute and the Nine Strings Zither. She was the only one among her disciples who possessed a flood-grade weapon.

When he reached the capital, he would raise the grade of their weapons, or let the Sky Research Institute continue forging.

He looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "Old Second."

Yu Shangrong turned around.

Lu Zhou said, "How's the forging of the Longevity Sword coming along?"

"Master said that the Sky Research Court has many talents. That Wang Dachui is full of confidence and doesn't seem like someone who would brag. Wang Dachui said that it'll be done in three months, "Yu Shangrong said.

"That's good." Lu Zhou nodded.

Jiang Aijian said enviously, "Mister Second, you've struck it rich this time. You've reached the flood-grade … When will I get a flood-grade sword?"

As he spoke, he rubbed Dragonsong in his pocket.

"Not necessarily." Yu Shangrong said with a smile, "The forging of a flood-grade weapon is extremely difficult. Although I have the Fire Spirit Rock, it'll still depend on luck."

The others nodded.

The four elders immediately felt that the heaven-grade weapons they were wearing were no longer appealing.

However, the most perfect weapon forged by the Sky Research Court, the Nine Strings Zither, was only a flood-grade weapon.

Why was the Nine Strings Zither known as the most perfect weapon?

Lu Zhou turned to look at Conch.

Conch was still standing in the wind, seemingly lost in her thoughts.

Lu Zhou said, "Conch."

Conch turned around and said, "Master."

"Your cultivation base has just recovered. You haven't greeted your fellow disciples," Lu Zhou said.

At the end of the day, Conch was like a newbie.

Conch greeted the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

"Greetings, Senior Brothers and Elders." Conch bowed.

The others returned the greetings.

Si Wuya looked at his youngest junior sister with a complicated gaze. He remembered the poem and the name that was erased. He said, "Luo Shiyin?"

"Seventh Senior Brother." Conch smiled faintly.

"I've studied Luo Xuan's notes countless times. I'm certain that Luo Shiyin doesn't exist in this world. To think that I was only half right … "

"You're not wrong either. I'll tell you the details when we reach the capital … Sit tight, I'm going to speed up!"



That evening.

The Sky Chariot arrived at the capital within Guannei Pass.

It hovered above the capital and looked down at the capital.

The Daoist veins shone brightly.

There were formation areas in all directions, like bright lamps.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Dozens of armored soldiers flew out from the capital and blocked the Sky Chariot's path.

The four High Dukes flew down at the same time and revealed their identity tokens.

The armored soldiers' expressions changed drastically. They bowed at the same time. "We've failed to recognize your greatness. Welcome back, High Dukes."

There was no need for Lu Zhou and the others to show themselves.

The four High Dukes returned to the Sky Chariot.

Wang Yun walked up to them and said, "Senior Lu, Your Majesty, why don't you stay in my mansion?"

The fact that they could return to the capital meant that they would be able to live. Wang Yun seemed to have understood Lu Zhou's temperament. It was just as Lu Zhou had said, 'I've always admired people who can adapt to the circumstances.' He was much more cautious than the other three High Dukes. He kept repeating these words to himself throughout the journey, reminding himself not to do anything wrong.

As it turned out, he was right.

Li Yunzheng said, "Let's return to the palace."

"Understood." Wang Yun had no objections.

The Sky Chariot flew toward the Imperial city under the guidance of the four High Dukes.



When night fell, the Sky Chariot descended in the palace.

The Hall of Cultivation.

After the Evil Sky Pavilion made the necessary arrangements.

Si Wuya and Li Yunzheng arrived at the Hall of Cultivation.

Before Si Wuya could speak, Li Yunzheng said, "Grandmaster, I've issued an imperial decree. I'll summon the civil and military officials, the eight generals of Great Tang's Ten Paths, and a regional governor the day after tomorrow."

"Understood," Lu Zhou replied casually.

"In that case … I'll take my leave."

Li Yunzheng had a feeling that his grandmaster was the real emperor.

The two of them did not do anything after arriving at the Hall of Cultivation. They merely said these words before they turned around and left.

They arrived outside the Hall of Cultivation.

Si Wuya could tell that Li Yunzheng was troubled. He said, "Are you afraid that master will usurp your throne? If that's the case, you'd be dead a long time ago. Isn't it better to kill them all than to bring you here? "

Li Yunzheng shuddered. He said, "Thank you for the reminder, master."

"… Many things aren't as easy as you think," Si Wuya said.

"Master, are you confident about the matter the day after tomorrow?" Li Yunzheng asked guiltily.

Si Wuya smiled and said, "You've forgotten what I said."

"The weak have no right to speak." Li Yunzheng nodded. "However, there's one person among the civil and military officials who's difficult to deal with."

"Oh?"

"Zhang Yuanren was personally appointed as the Prime Minister by my Imperial Father during his reign. The Zhang family had produced five generals. A hundred years ago, all of them died in battle to protect Great Tang. Eight generals of Great Tang's Ten Paths are closely related to the Zhang family. He was not afraid of death! If we kill him, we'll lose the support of the people! "Li Yunzheng said worriedly.

Si Wuya turned around and said, "You're the son of heaven!"

After that.

Si Wuya left with his hands on his back.

The young Li Yunzheng was left behind as he looked at the empty plaza in front of the palace and the starry night sky.

The clear night sky was not filled with the familiar fresh smell. It was mixed with the strong smell of blood, as if a bloody storm was about to arrive.

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