Chapter 366: The Elderly Pavilion Is Here

How could Luo Zong's elders not be surprised.

Shan Yunzheng couldn't believe it and said, "Bring it up!"

The disciple handed over the letter, Shan Yunzheng read it over and frowned.

After reading it, the other elders also took Feishu and looked at it.

"Magic Heaven Pavilion is too deceiving!"

"Isn't Luo Zong's apology enough?"

Shan Yunzheng even gave her Moon Moon Bow to Motian Pavilion, why does Motian Pavilion still bully people like this?

"Since he's coming, let him come and go! Our Ten Holy Land's barrier is not a pretentious thing! Also... Yun Zong has always had a conflict with the Motian Pavilion, so let Yun Zong know about this."

"Yunzong is not enough, it's better to bring Tianzong in too! After all, our three sects belong to the same lineage, and the Motian Pavilion is so deceiving, we must work together to resist it!"

All the elders nodded.

...

Demon Heaven Pavilion, in the main hall.

Luzhou has already selected candidates for Luo Zong.

All waiting in the hall.

"Ming Shiyin, how is the repair of the flying chariot?" Lu Zhou asked.

Once there are too many people, mounts are naturally not enough.

Ming Shiyin walked out and said, "Master, the repair of the cloud-piercing chariot has been completed."

Lu Zhou nodded and said, "Elder Hua, do you have an opinion?"

After all, Hua Wudao came from Yunzong, and he was also one of the three Yuntianluo sects. Taking him there would be considered a familiar face.

"I have no opinion."

"Lu Ping." Lu Zhou set his eyes on him.

"Junior is here!" Lu Ping bowed.

"How's the Moonlight Bow being refined?" Lu Zhou asked.

"Go back to the old man,

Very smooth. "

This is what Lu Ping is good at. When it comes to this, he is a little proud.

Hua Yuexing held the Moon Moon Bow and came to him and said, "Please take a look at the pavilion master."

Lu Zhou glanced at the Moon Bow in Hua Yuexing's hand, grabbed it with a big hand, and held it in his palm.

The three words Huayuexing above are much clearer than before.

The gloss, brightness, and texture are all renewed.

Lu Zhou nodded, put the Moon Moon Bow back into Hua Yuexing's palm, and said, "Although this bow is not of the highest grade, it will not change if you use it well in the future."

"Thank you pavilion master for reminding me." Hua Yuexing was convinced. At this time, the image of Lu Zhou in her mind had reached a whole new level.

Recalling the scene when I was in the Skylark Nine-Story Building.

Jiang Aijian suggested that she join Motian Pavilion, but she still disagreed, and even resisted a little.

Looking back now, it was really stupid.

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

Others followed.

Considering that there is no barrier in Jinting Mountain, Lu Zhou left the biscuit on the mountain to prevent rats from mixing in.

...

Fly through the clouds and fly on the chariot.

Flowers have no way, Huayue walks on the left.

Pan Litian and Leng Luo are on the right.

Ming Shiyin is at the helm.

Chuanyun Feichan left Motian Pavilion and dragged out a meteor-like long tail in the air.

"Are there fewer people?" Pan Litian leaned against the chariot and drank wine, feeling that the battle was a little small.

Leng Luo glanced at it, and said in a low voice: "There is no barrier to protect the Motian Pavilion, so naturally some people must be left to guard the Motian Pavilion."

Lu Ping shivered.

Look left and right every now and then.

During the time he went to Motian Pavilion, he had only heard about the reputation of several seniors in the Old Age Pavilion, but he had never met.

Now on this flying chariot, he felt his insignificance and helplessness.

This is such a big guy!

I'm so panic!

Pan Litian said: "What this old man is worried about is the Great Wu Bama..."

"What about the Great Witch? His mount is dead, so he must have been injured. Jiang Aijian, Duanmusheng, Zhaoyue, Zhu Honggong and others are guarding the Motian Pavilion. That's enough." Leng Luo disagreed.

"Apart from Duanmusheng, who is still alive, Zhaoyue and Zhuhong's cultivation is still shallow. Jiang Aijian is just a generation who is greedy for life and fears death... Even if the witch is injured, it should not be underestimated. After all, they rely on the magic circle." Pan Litian said.

"The witchcraft array needs to be arranged in advance. Could it be that you, Lao Pan, are blind, and allow him to arrange it in front of you? Besides, the pavilion master's Bi Qian is not an ordinary beast." Leng Luo sneered.

Listening to the two big bosses bickering more and more fiercely.

Lu Ping wanted to persuade.

However, for a boss of this level, he has absolutely no courage to intervene.

If the big guy gets angry, it's over.

"enough."

Lu Zhou spoke calmly.

A low voice spread throughout the entire flying chariot.

Leng Luo and Pan Litian stopped bickering and bowed to Lu Zhou at the same time.

Lu Ping's heart trembled.

What kind of personal charm does the grandfather of Motian Pavilion have that can convince these two bosses and shut up immediately?

Lu Zhou looked at the mountains and rivers while stroking his beard.

Said: "Elder Leng."

Leng Luo said: "Pavilion Master, please speak."

"When did you break the eight leaves?" Lu Zhou asked.

Leng Luo thought about it and replied, "Three hundred years ago..."

Lu Ping opened his eyes.

looked at his companions.

Could it be that this is the topic that the boss likes to discuss?

"You've stepped into the Eight Leaves for so long, have you never thought about impacting the Nine Leaves?" Lu Zhou asked.

Cold Luo said:

"Leng Mou is practicing the art of Taoism. It is difficult for this Taoist retreat to reach its peak. So far, there is no chance to attack Jiuye."

Lu Zhou Fushu nodded.

There is some truth to this.

This also shows that Jiuye is not able to attack casually.

"Elder Pan, how about you?" Lu Zhou asked.

Pan Litian put down the wine gourd in his hand and said, "This old man had a chance two hundred years ago. Unfortunately, the chance is too short."

"The short-term peak is not the real peak." Leng Luo said.

"You're right, the old man doesn't refute."

Lu Zhou said calmly:

"According to the views of the two elders, what are the requirements for promotion to Jiuye?"

Nine leaves! ?

Cold Luo said:

"Leng Mou only knows that in order to be promoted to Nine Leaves, he must be at the peak of Eight Leaves. Others, Leng Mou also doesn't know..."

"The old man agrees."

The two unexpectedly reached an agreement.

Hua Wudao surrendered: "No one knows this question better than the pavilion master."

This is not true at all.

None of the people present in the Elderly Pavilion reached the height of Luzhou.

Luzhou said:

"It's not impossible to be promoted to Jiuye."

Leng Luo: "..."

Pan Litian: "..."

Hua Wudao: "..."

Because of Mingshiyin, Xiaoyuan'er was also shocked.

There is also Lu Ping and others, their eyes widened.

Jiuye, is the forbidden area set by God really a chance?

Chuanyunfei got up and became quiet.

After a day and a night of flying, across thousands of miles, passing countless mountain peaks and rivers, rows of peaks appeared in the field of vision.

Ming Shi Yin said:

"Master, that's Yuntianluo Twenty Peaks..."

Viewed from a high distance, twenty peaks, like twenty towering trees, tower into the clouds.

It's like being in a sea of ​​clouds.

This is the southern part of Dayan, where the big sect Yun Tianluo is located.

"Lu Ping, lead the way."

This kind of place is not an acquaintance, and it is easy to get lost in the sea of ​​clouds on the mountain.

Lu Ping was really afraid of bringing wolves into the room.

Especially seeing characters like Leng Luo and Pan Litian.

No matter how powerful Sanzong is, he doesn't want to be an enemy of such a perverted boss.

"Junior, let's lead the way." Lu Ping walked in the direction of Ming Shiyin.

Ming Shiyin gave up his position at the helm.

Flying through the clouds, flying towards the peaks belonging to Luo Zong... Passing through a series of barriers.

hum.

hum.

Every time you pass through a barrier, the barrier makes a dull sound.

Above the main altar of Luozong's First Holy Land, the voice shook the sky, the elders and disciples flew over one after another, gathered together, and looked up at the sky.

Finally, they saw a giant chariot with a long tail that crossed the barrier—

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