Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty Seventh Master of Hard Life

The appearance of the Codex broke Si Wuya's line of defense.

Lu Zhou thought for a long time after he got the Codex. Sometimes, in the state of comprehending the scriptures, he will wander outside.

What kind of person can be resurrected from the dead.

Even a person like Yun Tianluo couldn't come back from the dead with the help of a mysterious person surnamed "Luo", so how could Yu Zhenghai do it?

In fact, even if Lu Zhou couldn't find the answer in his memory, he could find it in the ancient books.

The characteristics of irrigating it with water and resurrecting from the dead are too obvious.

Si Wuya knelt on the ground and said slowly:

"Hundreds of years ago, Wuqiben lived in Dayan. Later, when the war broke out, Wuqi had to move everywhere, from Yangzhou in the east to Liangzhou in the west. Originally, everything was fine."

"The war between Dayan and Loulan broke out, and the Wuqi clan suffered the flames of war and almost wiped out the clan. There are only three people left in the whole Wuqi. The senior brother is one of them."

"At that time, they were still young, and the three of them were begging for a living and living on the streets."

"I've been beaten, I've been scolded, and I've endured scorn. The senior brother often steals some food and feeds it to the other two brothers."

"Senior brother has a stubborn temper and a tough mouth. Sometimes, he doesn't want to bow his head after being beaten..."

Luzhou has learned this.

Yu Zhenghai's temper is not just stubborn.

Sometimes, what he believes is difficult to change.

"Later, the three of them were beaten to death, and the big brother was sold out by traffickers and left in Loulan."

...

Speaking of which.

Si Wuya paused and raised his head slightly, wanting to see Master's expression.

He found that the master was still looking as usual, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

After this meal, Lu Zhou asked, "When Wu Qiren died, why didn't he come back to life?"

"It's hard for ordinary people without enlightenment to do it,

The conditions are demanding. The Wuqi people who step into the practice also need someone to take care of them, and...the Wuqi people can only be resurrected from the dead three times. Every time you die, you will lose three hundred years of life. The big brother is now full of eight leaves and should have a thousand years of life. "

Si Wuya stopped again.

Luzhou Fushu nodded, thinking about it as well. If you can achieve an infinite loop, it is equivalent to eternal life.

In this huge cultivation world, is there no one who can escape the shackles?

"Continue." Lu Zhou motioned.

"Senior Brother originally thought that going to Loulan would make life easier, but I didn't expect that not only did I not have a good life, but I didn't even sleep properly. A prince and noble in Loulan hated Dayan extremely. The brothers were tied up and gouged out with knives every day, the knives and knives stabbed in the heart, and for seven consecutive days, they bleed to death..."

Speaking of which.

Si Wuya clenched his fists tightly and his knuckles turned white.

Emotions also fluctuated.

"Maybe it was God's mercy, the senior brother should not die. He was thrown into the quagmire for forty-nine days."

"After the eldest brother was resurrected, he followed the caravan from Loulan, all the way east, and escaped back to Dayan."

"Until he officially becomes... your disciple."

...

When he finished the last sentence, Si Wuya was still kneeling.

But the body is upright.

"The disciple is willing to help Senior Brother win the whole world."

"I didn't regret it before, and I won't regret it later."

After listening to his words, Lu Zhou's thoughts were complicated.

Many of Yu Zhenghai's clips, including Yu Shangrong's are also...

Whether it is Baimin, the kingdom of gentlemen, or Yu Zhenghai of the Wuqi clan, it all has to do with lifespan.

According to what several apprentices said, if Ji Tiandao really wanted to use the apprentices to promote Jiuye, or achieve the purpose of longevity, why didn't he do this? The nine apprentices are all victims in the end. What happened in the middle?

Lu Zhou glanced at Zhuoshang's handwritten note and said, "How to explain the handwritten note?"

"So, the disciple wants to ask the master, the senior brother Rao once... The handbook records the second death when the senior brother first stepped on the eight leaves." Si Wuya said.

"Second death?"

Now that he has joined Motian Pavilion, he has stepped into practice.

With Yu Zhenghai's later cultivation and strength, how could he easily die?

"I'm afraid only you, Master, know this." Si Wuya said.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

He stood up.

Pacing hands.

If he really knew, there would be no such thing as today.

I carefully searched the memory in my mind, but there was no impression. Ji Tiandao, ah Ji Tiandao, have you really sealed all the memories of the murderer?

Although Lu Zhou was just a traveler, those things had nothing to do with "him", but he became Ji Tiandao after all, which was destined for him to be unable to get rid of it.

"You suspect that the old man killed Yu Zhenghai?" Lu Zhou asked.

If it was at the beginning of the journey, Lu Zhou would have suspected that Ji Tiandao killed Yu Zhenghai, but now it seems that there is something else hidden.

Ji Tiandao was short-tempered, but judging from the fragments in his memory, he was not too cruel by nature.

The so-called "magic way" is nothing more than a hat that people with different stances put on.

"The disciple dare not..."

Si Wuya continued, "The disciple is willing to retrieve the memory crystal."

In the past, Si Wuya would not be willing to retrieve the memory crystal.

Now that Master has entered Jiuye, those worries no longer exist.

"Si Wuya, listen." Lu Zhou raised his voice.

"The disciple is here!"

"The old man gave you two tasks, first, to find crystals; second, to persuade Yu Zhenghai to return." Lu Zhou said.

Si Wuya kowtowed and said, "The disciple obeys the teacher's orders... but..."

"Just what?"

"No. 1, there is no doubt about my disciple. But the eldest brother has a stubborn temper. I'm afraid..." Si Wuya looked embarrassed.

Just when he thought that the master would force it.

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "You can do it yourself... let's go."

See for yourself?

Si Wuya was stunned for a moment.

But seeing Master walking towards the futon, he didn't dare to stay any longer and got up.

"The disciple retire."

"Find Pan Zhong to unravel the cultivation base and take the peacock feather."

"Thank you, Master!"

Si Wuya was overjoyed, picked up the peacock feather, and respectfully left the room.

Lu Zhou turned around and was about to comprehend the scriptures. He turned his head and glanced at the words hanging on the wall.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

If this is the case, does it mean that the old man still has an apprentice?

"Time?"

at the same time.

Runan City, in a restaurant.

Jiang Aijian grabbed his scalp and said, "A woman surnamed Luo? Where can I find a woman surnamed Luo, just kidding!"

"Old Demon Ji really thinks that I am omnipotent..." Jiang Aijian touched his chin, "Although I am indeed omnipotent, I don't want to play like that!"

He pulled the little Er next to him, "Little Er, do you know where there is a woman named Luo?"

The little Er next to him was dragged into a confused look: "Ke...Keguan, you, you can find it yourself."

Neuropathy this is!

Jiang Aijian pushed him away and said, "The surnamed Luo...a person who can make Yun Tianluo soar to the sky, why do I feel so unrealistic?"

"Forget it, let's just look for it."

Jiang Aijian flew out of the restaurant, flickered and disappeared.

...

It is dozens of miles north of Danyangzong.

Yu Shangrong steered the Biqi and flew very slowly.

Enjoying the scenery along the way, the mood is not bad.

Ow—

Biao suddenly let out a cry.

Yu Shangrong was puzzled: "Huh?"

Ow—

"Front?"

Yu Shangrong saw the direction of the woods.

A faint black gas rose up, as if it was on fire, rising towards the sky.

"Go around."

Biao turned around and flew towards the outside of the jungle.

The top was filled with smoke.

"Poisonous?" Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

Intuition tells him that this black fog is not simple.

He steered the biscuit and passed it from a low altitude.

at this time……

A strange voice came from the woods—

"Friend, why don't you come down and talk?"