Four Hundred and Fiftieth Eight Chapters Revisit the Old Place

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When the vitality was poured into the rudder, the cloud-piercing chariot hummed and rose.

No one paid any attention to Zuo Yushu.

Zuo Yushu felt embarrassed for a while. With her identity and status, no one would dare to be in awe of other sects. It is better to come to Motian Pavilion, it is more passerby than passers-by. Ji Tiandao just ignored it. How did these two little apprentices have the confidence to look down on others?

Qi returned to Qi, Zuo Yushu was an elder, and he was also an old friend of Ji Tiandao.

The flying chariot rose into the air, rushed out of the barrier of Jinting Mountain, and flew towards the south of Dayan.

...

Not long after Fei Nian left.

Not far from the foothills of Jinting Mountain, a blue-robed swordsman moved forward slowly.

It didn't take long for the Qingpao swordsman to come to the foothills of Jinting Mountain.

Standing still, he looked up at the barrier of Jinting Mountain, and then looked at the scorching sun in the sky, wiping the sweat off his face.

It stands to reason that when he reaches the master level of his cultivation level, he will basically not sweat.

But when he regained his life, he really enjoyed the feeling of being at ease.

Only in this way does he feel that he is actively living.

"Second Senior Brother."

In the woods nearby, there was a soft call.

Yu Shangrong turned his head in doubt and looked over. Ye Tianxin, dressed in white, walked out from behind the tree.

"Sixth Junior Sister?"

"Second Senior Brother, I knew you could come back alive." Ye Tianxin said.

"Junior sister Ji Yan is just a fluke." Yu Shangrong smiled indifferently.

"It's not a coincidence that the second brother came back. Master left in the morning. I don't know where to go."

Since Luzhou swept the seven major factions that day, Ye Tianxin wanted to go up the mountain to visit Master in person, but when she thought that she was no longer a disciple of Motian Pavilion, she did not go up.

"Why don't you go up?" Yu Shangrong asked.

"never mind."

How could Yu Shangrong not understand her thoughts and said, "I plan to stay down the mountain all the time?"

Ye Tianxin said, "Farewell and go west."

"By yellow?"

"Um."

"Having a goal is a good thing. I wish Sixth Junior Sister a smooth journey." Yu Shangrong slightly bowed his hands to her, then turned and headed up Jinting Mountain.

Looking at the back of Yu Shangrong's departure, Ye Tianxin was a little confused, feeling weird, and couldn't tell.

Second Senior Brother, it seems that he didn't save a word.

...

Cloud-piercing flying chariot flew towards the south of Dayan, and soon dragged out a long tail, like a meteor.

Luzhou is located near Mingshiyin, overlooking the mountains and the land.

Zuo Yushu came to the side and said, "I want to ask a question."

"speak."

"The old man has calculated the time, brother's limit..."

cough cough.

cough cough...

Before he could say it, Ming Shiyin coughed.

Zuo Yushu looked at Ming Shiyin with a look of doubt.

Ming Shiyin turned around with a smile and said, "Senior Zuo... They all said that the master has nine leaves, and nine leaves... Of course it will increase his lifespan. Didn't you realize that the master is younger than before?"

Leng Luo and Hua Wudao glanced at each other.

This is not a comparison, I don't know, a comparison is startling.

It seems that the pavilion owner is indeed younger.

Leng Luo is okay...most of them have black hair.

Hua Wudao's white hair is more prominent.

Zuo Yushu silently compared... His heart trembled, is it really nine leaves?

But if it is really nine leaves, why didn't Brother Ji sacrifice his Dharma body and smash all doubts?

...

Luozong Tiande Holy Land.

Twenty mountain peaks are scattered and cloudy.

Road barriers highlight the heritage here.

Luo Zong's youngest third elder, Lu Ping, paced back and forth with a sad face.

"Second elder, what should I do now? The grandfather's deadline has come, and Yunzong has to intervene in the siege of Motian Pavilion. All the masters of the three sects combined are not the opponents of Jiuye!" Lu Ping looked at the sacred ground. the other elders said.

In the past, these elders looked down on him for being flattering to Motian Pavilion.

All obediently shut up this time, especially the second elder Shan Yunzheng.

"It's useless to say these things now, hurry up and think of a way, the Motian Pavilion is really to blame, and the three sects can't eat and walk around." Shan Yunzheng said.

"In my opinion, we Luo Zong and Tian Zong should join forces to break Yun Zong. Only in this way can we protect ourselves." Someone said.

hum.

buzz-

There was an abnormal sound from outside the barrier.

Looking up from Tiande Holy Land, the huge barrier produced waves.

Everyone was surprised.

"There are foreign enemies invading!"

Lu Ping squinted his eyes and looked over. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. He was startled when he saw it, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "The flying chariot of Motian Pavilion!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Some staggered back a few steps, some trembled with their legs, and some had their legs weak on the spot and sat down.

Nine leaves are here to seek revenge!

Damn it!

It's coming, it's coming.

Lu Ping looked dignified and said, "Don't panic, what does Yun Zong's fault have to do with us Luo Zong and Tian Zong?"

Everyone nodded, their hearts settled.

Lu Ping stepped up in the air, the body opened, passed through the barrier like lightning, and greeted Chuanyun Feizhu.

After a while, Lu Ping was suspended in mid-air, and said loudly: "Senior Ji is here, Lu Ping has lost his way to welcome him, and I hope that senior will forgive me."

The flying chariot stopped for a while. Mingshi had the best vision and saw Lu Ping floating in front of him, so he waved to him: "Come on, come and take the helm."

"I am willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses!"

Lu Ping was overjoyed instead, which at least shows that Motian Pavilion didn't come to their Luo Zong to seek revenge!

He floated towards the chariot.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Yushu's old face looked over, the three schools deserved to be the three schools, they treated people politely, and their education was extremely high.

When I think of the treatment I received in Motian Pavilion, I feel a little unbalanced in my heart.

After Lu Pingfei came up, he swept his eyes, locked on Luzhou, and hurriedly knelt forward, bang, his head touched the floor, and kowtowed: "Lu Ping Sansheng is fortunate to be able to personally steer the old senior."

Zuo Yushu: "???"

Even though her old face was wrinkled, she felt a burning discomfort, as if she had been slapped.

This... the backbone of the three sects?

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up." Ming Shiyin kicked him up.

"Okay, here comes... Mr. Four's kick really benefits me a lot. How can the time of the seniors be wasted on this."

Ming Shiyin: "..."

Yes, does this guy belong to the old eighth family?

Lu Ping hurriedly replaced Ming Shiyin, took the helm, crossed the barriers, and landed on the holy land of Tiande like a familiar car.

What Zuo Yushu did not expect at all was—

All the disciples and elders of Luo Zong appeared on the holy ground.

After hearing the sound of wind, Luo Zongzong’s Feng Yi finger flashed all the way, and he didn’t even manage his hair. He came to the Holy Land for the first time, personally led the ten elders, and bowed towards the flying chariot——

"Sect Master Luo Zong pointed his finger at the old man!"

"Meet the seniors!"

Not only that, around the Holy Land, there are a steady stream of disciples flying in to join the team to greet them.

Ming Shiyin suddenly felt very proud, this feeling is really amazing.

I couldn't help but want to raise my nostrils, and my waist was straightened a lot.

Leng Luo and Hua Wudao looked as usual, but their hearts were full of admiration.

There are no rules and principles in the world...the bigger the fist is, the more rational it is.

Zuo Yushu was stunned on the flying chariot.

Let her go through ups and downs and be well-informed.

Even a former Confucian sage would find it difficult to receive such treatment.

"Master, look, there are a lot of people!" Xiao Yuan'er didn't care about the welcome of this group of people, she just liked the fun and the scenery.

Seeing the twenty peaks and the crowds flying in densely in groups, everyone looked over.

One by one, a square formation formed a huge area of ​​Astral Qi, flying towards the Holy Land of Tiande!