Chapter 139 Breaking Ground on Tai Sui's Head

"Pan Zhong came from Jingming Dao, and only learned the three yin poses. After being expelled from Taoism, the body of bitter cold developed. He sought medical treatment everywhere. White witchcraft can solve this body of bitter cold, but he was rejected from the door. There is a grudge in the art. I just didn't expect that he would take refuge in the Motian Pavilion." Wu Sheng said.

"If I don't kill this son, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

"Report this matter first, Pan Zhong... will die." Wu Sheng glanced at Motian Pavilion again.

With an order, dozens of red-robed practitioners headed towards Tangzi Town. The three thousand cavalrymen followed them all the way like headless flies.

Even though they are well-trained cavalry, they are still unskilled in front of these practitioners.

Wu Sheng also knew that Wei Zhuoyan was killing him on purpose, so he didn't care whether the group could beat him or not. Go halfway.

Under the leadership of Wu Sheng and Wu Guan, many practitioners flew horizontally towards the gentle zone.

"You wait here."

The three thousand cavalry had to stop and wait.

The captain looked at the red-robed practitioners with some doubts. "What are they doing?"

"Who knows, it's mysterious... Anyway, as long as I don't go to the Motian Pavilion, I'm willing to do anything!"

"Yeah, Motian Pavilion, if you have the guts to go in, you won't come out!"

During the discussion, more than 30 red-robed practitioners disappeared.

They gathered in an open space.

From time to time doing various curve movements.

After an hour or so, Wu Sheng raised his hand and said, "Assemble."

"Brother, the contact formation has been arranged."

"Well, let's get started."

"Yes."

At this moment, a lavender circle appeared under Wu Sheng's feet.

All the other practitioners in red robes came around and surrounded Wu Sheng.

hum...

Witchcraft circles formed.

With the blessing of more than 30 practitioners, it appeared almost in the blink of an eye.

Wu Sheng looked up at the magic circle, which quickly spread to his head, forming a semi-circle-like figure that covered everyone.

Wu Sheng suddenly knelt down on one knee: "Lord Mo."

A voice came from above the wizarding circle—

"How's it going?"

"There are two things to report. One, Lord Chen Zhu, was killed by the pavilion master of Motian Pavilion..."

"Can you say that again?!"

The sorcery circle shook with it.

Even the questioning voice trembled.

"Ji Tiandao has personally admitted that it is absolutely true!"

Deep laughter came from the wizarding circle.

I don't know if I'm laughing at others or laughing at myself, it seems a little bit awkward.

Wu Sheng seemed to be accustomed to Lord Li's moodiness, and was not surprised, but continued:

"Secondly, the subordinates found out that Ye Tianxin, the sixth disciple of Motian Pavilion, is the identity of Baimin!"

"very good."

"Thirdly, the subordinates told Motian Pavilion Chenghuang's secret to seek peace."

There was no angry voice in the witchcraft circle, but said indifferently: "You have always been cautious in your actions, let's talk."

"Ji Tiandao's time limit is approaching. If he knew about Cheng Huang, he would be frantically looking for it. The value of this news is extremely high, and Ji Tiandao will also believe in the sincerity of the adults to seek peace." Wu Sheng said.

"You really didn't disappoint Ben Gong."

"I'm waiting five miles north of Tangzi Town to set up the prototype of the grand formation. Soon, the grand formation will be completed." Wu Sheng said again.

"If that's the case, then proceed as planned."

"Yes."

"Chen Zhu's revenge must be avenged."

"Yes."

"Finally... Ben Gong hopes that Wei Zhuoyan will be the scapegoat."

"Yes."

Wu Sheng repeatedly said yes.

After three words, the witchcraft circle also dissipated at this time.

More than thirty cultivators in red robes had their feet on the ground, floating in a row.

Wu Sheng looked left and right at the uninhabited surroundings.

"Continue to set up."

"Yes."

Wei Zhuoyan's 3,000 cavalry did not expect that these red-robed cultivators had no plans to return to the capital at all, and were just echoing around Tangzi Town. It goes back and forth and goes on and on.

Just when the red-robed cultivators were setting up a great formation.

in the woods far away.

The blue-robed swordsman Yu Shangrong smiled and muttered to himself, "Interesting."

Then flashed away.

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at the same time.

In the Demon Pavilion.

Lu Zhou seemed very calm.

"Master, these two are descendants of the ten sorcerers, I'm afraid they have other plans!" Ming Shiyin said.

Pan Zhong nodded and said, "Be bold and dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head,"

"Fourth Junior Brother is right." Duanmusheng interjected.

Seeing that her master was lost in thought, Xiao Yuan'er said angrily, "Master, you shouldn't let the two of them go, arrest them, and torture them like Fan Xiuwen. If you don't believe him, don't tell me!"

"..."

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?" Xiao Yuan'er said innocently.

"What Mr. Jiu said is very true!" Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng nodded at the same time.

"Master. Have I made a lot of progress?"

Lu Zhou glanced at her indifferently and said, "Nonsense!"

"As a teacher, how can you not know that they may deliberately let loose... Chen Zhu is one of the three great marksmen in the Shendu, and is a veritable six-leaf master. When Chen Zhu died, Mo Li was severely injured, how could he give up. In addition, when the ban Zhaoyue was lifted , Zhaoyue is out of control, I am afraid that behind it is also Li."

These few fights, although they have never met.

But it can be felt from the other party's means that it is not a good stubble that just asks for peace.

"If that's the case, why did Master let them go?"

"With them there, Wei Zhuoyan would not be able to live in peace... I believe that although they have a common master, now it seems that they are on the same page. The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit." Ming Shiyin said.

"Fourth's analysis... Master is so eloquent!" Duanmu Sheng said seriously.

Zhao Yue simply stopped talking.

After all, she made a mistake, and she couldn't make this kind of low-level flattery anyway.

Lu Zhou glanced left and right, Hua Wudao was not there.

Now Motian Pavilion, who can provide useful opinions, still needs talents like Hua Wudao.

"Where is Elder Hua?"

"Elder Hua is tired for the past two days and rests in the West Pavilion." Duanmusheng bowed.

"Never mind."

Lu Zhou flicked his sleeves and stood up, "Ming Shiyin."

"The disciple is here."

"Remember to take the box back in time." Lu Zhou said lightly.

"Master... The box should be in Lao Qi's hands at this time. No accident, Lao Qi will go to Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother. My strength and cultivation base are their opponents, I'm afraid they won't open the box." Ming Shi Shaking his head in embarrassment.

Luzhou said:

"Lao Qi is a smart person..."

"Wise people open boxes?"

"Smart people have one characteristic...that is self-righteousness." Lu Zhou said.

Ming Shiyin swallowed his saliva and lowered his head. Thinking of what he had just analyzed, is Master knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger to warn me?

Duanmusheng said, "Master is right. My disciple thinks so too."

"..."

Ming Shiyin followed: "Master is right... As soon as the seven days are up, I will go to Laoba to retrieve the box." However...

In the blink of an eye, two days later, on the mountains near Menghugang, a huge flying chariot slowly appeared!