Chapter 462 The Era of Cutting Lotus

Before this, the contradiction between the three factions has intensified.

During the hundred years that the ancestors were in seclusion, the three sects had already been in turmoil. Yun Zong's current fate is also his own fault.

Even if the background of the three sects is still very strong, but facing the unknown world of Nine Leaves, who dares to say that he will definitely be able to survive.

Under the nine leaves, there are all ants.

Yun Wuji, the sect master of Yunzong, has died, and the remaining disciples of Yunzong, without a leader, will inevitably be in chaos.

If the grandfather Yun Tianluo was still there, these things would be easy to talk about. Now that even the ancestors have already driven west, who can still obey?

Nangong Wei and Feng Yizhi are on the same level, who dares to say that who has no selfishness?

Therefore, it is the safest thing to let Motian Pavilion come out to preside over the overall situation.

After all, this was the first nine-leaf powerhouse at that time.

If there are nine leaves to support, why are the three sects unhappy.

Nangong Wei can calculate this account better than anyone else.

What's more, Senior Ji only confirmed the existence of Jiuye. How this process is full of thorns and dangers, no one knows.

If Jiu Ye gave guidance, the road would be much smoother.

The two sect masters and the disciples of the three sects all looked at Lu Zhou.

There was hope in his eyes.

Lu Zhou's eyes swept across dozens of barriers, moving from the suspended disciples to the secret tower of Tiande Holy Land.

Shaking his head:

"Life and death are destiny and wealth is in the sky, and Motian Pavilion is not a good hall."

"..."

Nangongwei showed disappointment, "But, the ancestor..."

"Dare to mention Yun Tianluo?" Lu Zhou glanced at everyone, and there was no need to say the rest.

Maybe it was because of his ancestors, Lu Zhou felt the same way about what happened to Yun Tianluo.

Yun Zong Yun Wuji deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors,

Nangong Wei and Feng Yizhi can prevent such a thing from happening if he is careful.

Just like the ten major factions besieging Jinting Mountain, Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong should appear whenever there is one person, which one of the ten major factions dares to provoke Motian Pavilion?

It's over, it's useless to think about it.

Lu Zhou turned around and walked towards Chuanyun Feichan.

Xiaoyuaner and Ming Shiyin, Leng Luo followed.

Seeing this, Hua Wudao bowed three times in the direction of Tiande Holy Land expressionlessly.

"Elder Hua, can you say something nice in front of Senior Ji?" Nangong Wei pleaded.

Hua Wudao still looked numb.

He is still immersed in the state of the death of his grandfather and grandfather, and he has no intention to ask these questions.

Hearing Nangongwei's plea, Hua Wudao shook his head: "Do your own fault, don't live."

After saying that, Hua Wudao got up and left the Holy Land of Heaven and Virtue hurriedly.

If he had some feelings for Sanzong in the past, now, it is gone.

Zuo Yushu shook his head.

Without thinking, he turned and left.

"Old senior, old senior... I, I'll take the helm with you!"

Luo Zong's second elder, Lu Ping, ran over immediately.

Seeing his appearance, Shan Yunzheng was a little annoyed, and was about to reprimand, Feng pointed and said solemnly, "Shut your mouth."

Feng Yizhi's eyes sank, so frightened that Shan Yunzheng didn't dare to speak again.

After all, he is also the suzerain of Luo Zong, and it is appropriate to suppress your elders.

Everyone watched the flying chariot of Motian Pavilion slowly rise into the air.

Pass through the barrier and disappear into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Shan Yunzheng, are you tired of living?" Feng Yizhi turned his head and asked.

"what?"

"Since Lu Ping is flattering, let him be flattering. Can you afford to offend Jiuye?"

"But... but Motian Pavilion seems to despise us!" Shan Yunzheng looked innocent.

"That's their business." Feng Yi pointed and scolded.

Nangongwei nodded: "To be precise, no one looks down on the current Motian Pavilion. Don't take yourself too seriously. At this point, it's not important... Pass my order—"

"The disciple is here."

"Notify the three sects, and everyone has a unified voice. The Motian Pavilion will visit the Holy Land of Heaven and Virtue to guide the cultivation of the three sects."

The disciple was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said, "That's all?"

"These are enough."

Feng Yizhi nodded.

The two smiled at each other.

The core elders nearby quickly understood the intentions of the two elders.

They only need to convey a message to the outside world, and that is the relationship between Motian Pavilion and the three sects, which is extraordinary. The rest is left to the outside world to guess.

The more foggy it is, the more unpredictable it is.

In this way, who would dare to underestimate the three sects?

...

Fly through the clouds and fly on the chariot.

Lu Ping took the helm and crossed the last barrier.

Familiar with the road, smooth and stable.

Ming Shiyin praised: "The helm is good, are you interested in joining my Motian Pavilion?"

When Lu Ping heard it, he said excitedly: "Really? Is it really possible?"

At this time, who doesn't want to join Motian Pavilion.

"No." Ming Shiyin said.

"..."

In the past, I might have considered persuading Master to take it in, but now the Motian Pavilion naturally has to take in stronger people.

see this scene.

Zuo Yushu frowned slightly.

Even the practitioners of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm can't enter the magic eye of the Motian Pavilion?

She turned her head and looked at Lu Zhou.

It was found that Lu Zhou was lost in thought.

Lu Zhou looked at the mountain of Yunhai, but his thoughts flew to the sky.

"Lo..."

What the hell is Lo?

Who is this person and what secrets are they hiding?

A person who can make a mediocre person like Yun Tianluo soar to the sky should have been famous all over the world three hundred years ago, why would no one know about it?

Yun Tianluo didn't know, Leng Luo didn't know, and Hua Wudao didn't know either.

Zuo Yushu heard the word "Luo" and said, "Brother Ji is thinking about that mysterious figure?"

"People who hold the secrets of Nine Leaves or even Ten Leaves... you don't care?"

"Unfortunately, I have never heard of such a person." Zuo Yushu said.

Ming Shiyin heard the words and said, "Isn't it normal to have hidden masters?"

Leng Luo said: "If what Yun Tianluo said is true, this person's cultivation must be extremely high."

"That's right... and people can become the leader of the three sects by throwing away a few exercises. I feel better than my master..." Ming Shiyin swallowed half of what he said. He wanted to say that he was more powerful than his master. But when one thinks that the master takes care of the nine disciples, and the mysterious figure only takes care of one, it is not comparable.

Zuo Yushu suddenly turned around and put down the cane in his hand.

He knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, looked down, and said, "I have no intention of offending Motian Pavilion before, and I would like to apologize to Brother Ji. I have no complaints about how my brother should deal with it."

She used the word "brother".

The tone on the mouth is blunt, but as a human being, he is very good at finding a way out.

Lu Zhou's eyes fell on her and he said, "Old man can let go of the past."

Zuo Yushu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and just as he was about to say thank you, Lu Zhou changed his words and continued: "But... there are conditions."

Zuo Yushu said:

"What conditions do you have, brother, let's talk about it, not to mention one condition, even if it is ten, the old man agrees."

"Let's talk after listening."

Lu Zhou's expression was extremely gentle, and he didn't look so scary and serious anymore, and he seemed to be a kind and kind old man, "This old man's conditions are very simple, join the Motian Pavilion and serve the Motian Pavilion... Don't rush to agree. , think clearly, think carefully, think about it, and then answer..."

Zuo Yushu was stunned.

Others also looked at Zuo Yushu.

Xiao Yuan'er raised her head and suddenly felt how familiar Master's routine was, and instinctively added: "Master, do you want to count down by dozens? I'll count."

"..."

Lu Zhou didn't speak, but looked at Zuo Yushu quietly.

It looked like he was waiting for her response.

But that attitude is clearly - you don't have a choice.

Zuo Yushu was also wondering in his heart, what he was thinking, clear enough, careful enough...

Lu Ping's envious tears were about to come out.

It's no wonder that people look down on him, what kind of thing he is, and what level his senior left.

In comparison, he is as small as sesame seeds in the cracks of the ground.

After thinking for a moment, Zuo Yushu replied, "Okay."

[Ding, get a subordinate, reward 1000 merit points. 】

Unexpected prompt.

Luzhou sometimes wonders, since he can get merit points by recruiting his subordinates, can he open up the Jinting Mountain and recruit more people?

After all, Jinting Mountain is so big, and there are really fewer people.

Every day, I only rely on Yanyue Palace Maid Cultivator to take care of the daily life, and I can only say that it is barely enough.

I am afraid that the merit points of the reward are too low, and it is not worthwhile to feed them.

If you can't take advantage of the momentary merits, you can really make Motian Pavilion a nursing home.

"Get up and talk." Lu Zhou said.

Zuo Yushu stood up.

Leng Luo bowed his hands, as a greeting.

Hua Wudao: "I have seen Elder Zuo."

Lu Zhou said: "In these years, you have lived in the canyon and don't know much about the outside world. With your cultivation base, you should have already stepped into the Eight Leaves. Why did you choose to live in seclusion in the canyon?"

In retrospect, Zuo Yushu can be considered a legend of a generation.

Zuo Yushu shook his head and sighed, "It's too hard to look back on the past, let alone mention it."

"Since you have entered the Motian Pavilion, the old man must speak first." Lu Zhou said.

"Brother whatever you tell me."

"This seat did not intend to target the Dayan royal family, but the royal family has repeatedly provoked the Demon Heaven Pavilion. There are many masters in the Confucian sect, and there are many people with high power. At that time...you will not tolerate your favoritism." said hastily.

Zuo Yushu heard the words.

I was shocked.

It is a well-known fact that the masters of Confucianism practice, and most of them are officials.

The royal family has always been the strongest force in a country. Otherwise, how can one maintain the stability and peace of one side?

How did Motian Pavilion turn against the gods?

Zuo Yushu suddenly felt that he had fallen into a pit.

But when he thought of having Jiuye backing him, everything was relieved.

...

at the same time.

Demon Pavilion.

Yu Shangrong stood in front of the Siguo Cave with the wind as light as the clouds.

There were many young disciples nearby, as well as Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng, who looked at Yu Shangrong with admiration on their faces.

The return of the sword demon makes them feel

"There are rumors in the cultivation world that the second senior brother was seriously injured or even died." Si Wuya's voice came from the cave.

Yu Shangrong smiled lightly:

"It's just a rumor, don't take it to heart."

"Second Senior Brother, do you know that Master has nine leaves?" Si Wuya asked.

"Yes." He replied softly and calmly.

"Aren't you worried?"

"Worried?" Yu Shangrong looked sideways, "Worried, it should be the enemy."

Si Wuya was speechless for a while.

After a moment of silence, Si Wuya said again, "I'm worried for the senior brother."

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly and said:

"It's up to you to blame yourself."

"Big Brother..."

"Seventh Junior Brother, I have always admired you. If it wasn't for your face, I would have done my best to fight Yunzhao Woodland." Yu Shangrong said.

Si Wuya shook his head helplessly.

He really didn't understand why the senior and second senior brothers were like mortal enemies.

In the final analysis, the two have no blood feud. Even if there were, it would be a small fight, a fight with the same door, sitting down and making a small fight, smiling and ignoring the grudge, wouldn't it be happy?

"Second Senior Brother is right." Si Wuya said.

"It's good to understand." Yu Shangrong said, "Take a good reflection in the cave of thinking. I have my own measure of the matter of the senior brother."

"..."

Si Wuya felt that Yu Shangrong was about to leave, and hurriedly said, "Second Senior Brother."

Yu Shangrong stopped.

Si Wuya continued: "Master took a handwritten note from me. If you have the opportunity, I hope you will take a look."

"it is good. "

Yu Shangrong answered very neatly.

Turn around and walk towards the South Pavilion.

Zhaoyue appeared nearby, obviously a little anxious, looked left and right, saw Yu Shangrong, and hurriedly greeted him: "Second Senior Brother."

"Why are you so anxious?" Yu Shangrong asked suspiciously.

"Urgent, important!" Zhao Yue pointed to Feishu in her hand.

"Don't panic, Master is not here, I am enough."

Yu Shangrong took Feishu from Zhaoyue, and it read: Old senior, I have good news for you, the world of practice has officially entered the era of lotus cutting, and Beidou Academy and Danyang Sect have refined the lotus cutting pill and Kaiye pill. Cutting the lotus life-saving pill can guarantee the walker from fatal damage; Kaiye Dan can protect the walker from reopening the leaves. I have really witnessed history.

ps: It's a bit of a carven, several lines are parallel at the same time, and it's a headache to write. I'm sorry for the lack of a few hundred words in these 2 chapters. I will try to see the update next month and add it. Ask for votes.