Chapter 122: See Jiang Aijian Again

"Teacher, this is Feishu Jiang Aijian." Xiao Yuan'er said.

Lu Zhou returned to Motian Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

at the same time.

After Zhao Yue was brought into the South Pavilion, it didn't take long for her to wake up from her coma.

The familiar environment, the familiar memory, returned to her body.

"Five first, you, you are awake." A female nun said in surprise.

"I... what's wrong with me? Didn't I think about it?" Zhao Yue sat up with difficulty.

The nun of Yanyue Palace next to her explained the ins and outs of the matter.

When Zhao Yue heard the words, she couldn't believe it and said, "You mean, Master has lifted my ban on witchcraft?"

"Yes, the old pavilion master made a move and defeated the sorcery with one palm."

While preparing hot water, the cultivator of Yanyue Palace said, "That witchcraft is very terrifying. Fortunately, Mr. Three and Mr. Four arrived in time."

Hearing this, Zhao Yue sighed softly.

She tried to mobilize the vitality in the sea of ​​​​qi in her dantian. As soon as I moved, my whole body was sore.

"Mr. Five, the ban on witchcraft has just been lifted. It's best to rest for a while. You don't have to worry too much about your vitality. It will recover sooner or later."

Zhaoyue nodded and lay down.

.

After half a day.

In the Demon Pavilion.

Luzhou heard two prompts——

[Ding, lift Zhaoyue's ban on witchcraft and get 1000 merit points. 】

[Ding, the truth investigation of Yulong Village has been completed, and 3000 merit points have been obtained. 】

Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.

Next, you have to use other methods to accumulate merit points.

Just when Lu Zhou was thinking about it, outside the main hall, the female cultivator of Yanyue Palace slowly stepped in.

"Pavilion Master, Jiang Aijian under the mountain asks to see you."

"Let him come up."

"Yes."

Xiaoyuaner, Ming Shiyinhe and Duanmusheng came to hear the news.

After a while, Jiang Aijian appeared outside the main hall of Motian Pavilion under the leadership of the female cultivator of Yanyue Palace.

Along the way, Jiang Aijian looked around curiously, one moment to the left, another moment to the right.

There was still a piece of grass in his mouth.

"Hey, hey, when did you join Motian Pavilion? Is it scary or not? They all say that this is the devil's den, are you not afraid at all?" Jiang Aijian said.

"I didn't expect that there are so many women in Motian Pavilion... tsk tsk tsk, this tree is not bad... This bluestone slab is also well paved..."

"..."

All the way to the gate of the hall.

Jiang Aijian put away his curious appearance and slowly stepped into the hall.

"Is this person Jiang Aijian?" Ming Shiyin asked.

"It's him... he's thick-skinned." Xiao Yuan'er said.

"Master values ​​this person so much... I must have something special about him."

Jiang Aijian came to the crowd and waved his hand with a little guilty conscience: "Senior...you guys are engaged in such a big battle, I'm a little uncomfortable...Hurry up, give me the good sword, take me so hurry down the mountain. "

Lu Zhou stroked his beard indifferently and said, "Jiang Aijian."

"What's the old man's order?"

"Sit down and talk slowly."

"It's unnecessary... I've known each other for a long time. You should hurry up and give me the sword... I'll leave now." Jiang Aijian felt more and more guilty.

Lu Zhou waved his hand.

The maid of the Yanyue Palace next to her handed a long sword to Jiang Aijian.

Jiang Aijian picked up the long sword and held it in his right hand, and clicked... the long sword was broken!

"Isn't it, old senior... This is what you said is a good sword that I should come and take in person?" Jiang Aijian looked at the broken sword in surprise.

Duanmusheng said: "This sword is the best sword in Motian Pavilion. It is made of high-quality millennium wood, and the pattern is carved by the old master."

"..."

"All the disciples of Motian Pavilion have used this sword to learn art and practice the sword. The sword demon Yu Shangrong used this sword to kill thousands of enemies." Duanmusheng's words were loud.

"..."

Jiang Aijian was speechless.

What a pit!

Wooden swords can say so grandly.

Who to talk to?

Jiang Aijian's eyes fell on Lu Zhou, and he said, "Old senior, my heart is getting colder now..."

Luzhou stroked his beard and said:

"This sword is indeed a good sword. You don't want it?"

"Old senior, you said that you hate the villain who doesn't make promises. This wooden sword, even if you talk about it, it can't be considered a treasure! Although I love swords, my mind is normal. I don't want this sword." Jiang Aijian was a little aggrieved.

"Really not?"

"don't want."

"Then you have to pay..."

"..."

Lu Zhou said lightly: "This sword is extremely precious to me, Motian Pavilion. You destroyed it. If you don't pay for this sword... I'm afraid..."

The rest will not be said.

Ming Shiyin's parting hook and Duanmusheng's overlord spear sparkled.

Jiang Aijian swallowed his saliva, took a step back, waved his hand and said, "Don't don't... This sword, I will pay, I will pay... how much?"

"Can this be measured by money?" Ming Shiyin said with a smile.

"Then what do you say? Why don't I find a master craftsman to imitate it for you."

"That won't work, you must have the original wooden sword." Ming Shiyin said.

Jiang Aijian threw the remaining half of his hand away, clapped his hands and said, "I understand... This is a routine for me, senior. Let's get straight to the point."

Lu Zhou slowly got up and walked down the steps with his hands behind his back.

He came to Jiang Aijian and said, "This seat likes to deal with smart people."

"If you were smart, you wouldn't be tricked by you." Jiang Aijian muttered.

"You have borrowed the hand of this seat many times to remove obstacles in the palace, Jiang Aijian... You are the first person who dares to run wild on this seat."

"..."

Jiang Aijian's expression changed.

Take three or four steps back.

At this time, the female cultivators of Yanyue Palace stood in a row, blocking the entrance of the Motian Pavilion.

At the same time, outside the main hall, an old man with white hair and beard slowly appeared.

At his feet, a gossip graphic moved with him.

There are six big characters in seal script on his body, flashing golden light, surrounding his body.

"Yunzonghua has no way?"

"Old senior... Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings..." Jiang Aijian was about to cry and waved his hands again and again.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuan'er clapped her hands happily and said, "Hurry up, close the door, I'll see where he runs... Senior Brother, grab him and beat him hard!"

"Oh, my aunt, I have no grievances or enmity with you. Why do you need to do this...why do you need to use a knife and a sword?" Jiang Aijian said.

Lu Zhou said indifferently: "Everyone step back."

"Yes!"

The female cultivator of Yanyue Palace returned to her original position.

Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng also put away their heavenly weapons.

The halo on Hua Wudao's body disappeared in an instant, and he bowed slightly to Lu Zhou, and said, "This is Jiang Aijian, one of the three sword idiots in the cultivation world, who is known to love the sword to the bone and treat the sword like his life?"

Jiang Aijian scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "It's all a false name... a false name!"

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Jiang Aijian's name is just a deception... Who would have thought that such an unruly person in this world of cultivation would be the third prince of the dignified and flamboyant world?"

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