Chapter 765: The Power of One Person

Lu Zhou looked at the servant, his expression as usual.

What should I do if I don't know each other?

In case of being exposed and being beaten by a group... Wouldn't it be dangerous?

Lu Zhou looked at the buildings around Feixingzhai, and there were also wave-like Dao patterns.

There are also those five peaks, which are scattered and high, and they are more dangerous and majestic than the Nine Layers Hall.

Lu Zhou said, "Old man...it's fine."

"Old man?"

The disciple scratched his head, but without thinking much, he said, "Elder Meng, please."

"What's the hurry?"

"I don't know about that, you have to ask yourself."

He is just an ordinary disciple, how can he know about Ye Zhen and others.

Lu Zhou remembered Sikong Beichen's Fei Shu, the two could return to Feixing Zhai, and Sikong Beichen probably didn't take advantage of it...

"lead the way."

"Ah? Lead... lead the way?" The disciple scratched his head again.

"That's it."

Lu Zhou jumped and flew towards Wanzhangtuo Mountain.

Down the mountain, the disciples of Feixingzhai looked up one after another.

"It's Elder Meng... This time around Qianliuguan, Elder Meng is really fine."

"Elder Meng's escape technique is very good. Elder Ye Zhen once said that even if he made a shot himself, he might not be sure to win it. It's really amazing."

"Do you feel that Elder Meng's flying posture is more imposing than before?"

...

When flying up Wanzhangtuo Mountain, Lu Zhou was also thinking about the prudence of using a fatal blow.

Before that, we have to find out the overall strength of Feixingzhai. He now has two deadly cards. If Fei Xing Zhai is as rumored by the outside world, his paper strength is only Zhai Zhu and Ye Zhen.

Then Lu Zhou can go in and out freely... Of course, if he fights for a long time or encounters a group, he is afraid that something is wrong. It is not a problem to kill Ye Zhen and leave calmly.

The height of Wanzhang Tuoshan is indeed very high.

When flying halfway, you can clearly feel the difference between the airflow above and the air below.

The surrounding air was filled with looming Dao lines.

The breath flowing from the lines can be felt that the power of this Dao pattern is far stronger than that of the formation.

Looking up at the peak of the index finger, there was a voice in my ear——

"Elder Meng, this way!"

A Confucian scholar stepped in the air, suspended in front of Luzhou, and bowed.

Lu Zhou flew over there.

The Confucian scholar pointed to the empty area in front of the index finger peak and said, "Elder Meng, you are all right... There is the Dao pattern area, so be careful."

Lu Zhou didn't fight, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Elder Ye asked me to wait for you here. Once you come back, I will let you go to see Elder Ye." The scholar said.

This Confucian scholar used the honorific title, but his words and eyebrows showed a proud color.

Thinking of what Meng Changdong said, the relationship between the two was indeed not very good, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. After all, he was also the elder of Feixingzhai, and he was not even a disciple.

This Confucian scholar has the feeling of being bossy and arrogant.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard indifferently and said, "This old man runs all the way and changes his clothes."

When the Confucian student heard "Meng Changdong" calling himself an old man, he was startled at first, but quickly said, "This disciple is waiting here."

"it is good."

Lu Zhou flew towards the index finger peak.

After entering the luxurious garden on the top of the mountain, Luzhou entered the garden.

Several disciples bowed one after another, but Lu Zhou stopped talking and walked straight past.

After Lu Zhou entered the room, the disciple whispered, "Don't disturb Elder Meng, I must be in a bad mood today after the siege failed."

The disciples nodded to each other.

After Lu Zhou entered the room, he came to the bookshelf, glanced around, and saw the broken box in the upper left corner.

As Meng Changdong said, the most dangerous place is the safest place. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place to put valuables, but the memory crystal is placed there. The location where the broken box is placed is within easy reach, not even covering it, but the angle is just right, avoiding the angle in the box at a glance.

Lu Zhou opened the broken box and grabbed the crystal.

Start cold.

A sense of familiarity struck his mind.

Make sure it's the next half of the crystal.

Put it in the sleeve.

done this...

Lu Zhou thought to himself, it doesn't seem to be difficult.

"Elder Meng."

There was a sound from outside the door.

Is someone watching?

Meng Changdong once said that whenever he studied crystals, he would be accompanied by his disciples. The walls had ears and the walls had eyes.

Lu Zhou looked left and right, blue light flashed in his ears.

He hid his extraordinary power in the bottom of his ears, and the divine power of hearing from the heavens blossomed——

"Meng Changdong, this old thing has been eaten and deflated. It's really lucky that he didn't die this time."

"His nine leaves are not very useful. It all depends on Elder Ye. Elder Ye can hold ten nine leaves alone."

Extraordinary power expands.

Approaching the peak of the middle finger.

"Elder Ye, Meng Changdong is back. Now he is in his room. I will see you later."

"understood."

Put away magic.

Lu Zhou looked outside the door, and the Confucian disciple was still knocking on the door.

"Elder Meng?"

Lu Zhou opened the door and his eyes fell on the scholar.

The scholar smiled and said, "I thought Elder Meng forgot...please."

Lu Zhou's expression remained the same, he raised his hand and slapped it.

Snapped!

The scholar did not expect that Lu Zhou would suddenly take action, and he slapped him on the cheek, causing five bloody handprints to appear, and a burning sensation hit him, and he was completely stunned.

"Elder Meng!" The Confucian scholar opened his eyes wide and covered his face, as if questioning.

The disciples in the Forefinger Peak Garden quickly gathered together, watching this scene in disbelief.

Have they ever seen Meng Changdong beat someone!

Even if you hit someone, you can't hit this person...

This scholar is Ye Zhen's close disciple Jiang Xiaosheng!

Lu Zhou glanced at him indifferently, and said lightly, "A mere disciple, dare to point fingers at this elder?"

He said the three words of this elder in a heavier way, and his tone, momentum, and attitude were completely different from usual.

The other disciples present looked at "Meng Changdong" in astonishment. Their Elder Meng... is finally going to be tough? But... how did Elder Ye explain?

No one dared to speak, and no one dared to accuse the scholar.

But that Confucian scholar seemed to have inherited Ye Zhen's temperament, suppressed his unhappiness, calmed down his mind, and bowed his hands: "Disciple is wrong... Elder Ye, please come over and talk."

His tone was humble and polite, as if he had lost his arrogant attitude before.

"Lead the way." Lu Zhou said.

Jiang Xiaosheng turned around and flew out. When he turned his back, a gloomy color appeared on his face, which was fleeting.

Soon...

The two came one after the other and came to the outside of the dojo near the Middle Finger Peak Wuzhong Bieyuan.

Lu Zhou glanced at the cherry blossom trees outside the dojo, and couldn't help but wonder, there are also cherry blossoms on Wanzhangtuo Mountain in the four seasons of cold winter?

The architectural style of the entire dojo reminded Luzhou of the style of a certain country on earth.

The wooden door opened.

"Elder Meng, please."

Lu Zhou entered the dojo. In the transparent dojo, the style was very similar to that of a certain country in his memory. There is a transparent skylight above, and the whole venue is covered with wooden floors, glowing light yellow, and the middle is a floor made of high-quality wood, surrounded by landscape paintings.

The skylight above did not make the dojo brighter, but the light and darkness were distinct and somewhat mysterious.

In front of the main hall, there is a word hanging: Confucianism.

This is kind of nondescript.

Sitting in front of the word "Confucianism" is the great elder of Feixingzhai, Ye Zhen.

It is hard to imagine that this young and elegant cultivator is actually the Great Elder of Feixingzhai.

"Master, Elder Meng is here." When the Confucian scholar greeted him, he deliberately showed pain.

Ye Zhen opened his eyes, glanced at it, and said in a calm tone, "Your face, what's going on?"

"The disciple deserved what he deserved, and accidentally contradicted Elder Meng." Jiang Xiaosheng fell to the ground.

Ye Zhen's eyes shifted to "Meng Changdong".

His eyes seemed to speak.

The moment their eyes met, Lu Zhou saw a lot.

Calm, killing intent, surprise, and calm...

"Please sit down." Ye Zhen raised his hand.

Lu Zhou was thinking, at this moment, what if he used a fatal blow to take him away?

But he was in no hurry to do so.

Instead, he walked over indifferently and sat cross-legged opposite.

Ye Zhen said apologetically, "I apologize to Elder Meng for Jiang Xiaosheng. The disciple should do his duty as a disciple, so how can you be disrespectful to the elder."

Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction, and said amazingly:

"Nurturing or not teaching is the fault of the father. If teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. Leading by example is a principle that every teacher should know."

The surprise in Ye Zhen's eyes only appeared for a moment, and he said elegantly: "Elder Meng's words are reasonable, Jiang Xiaosheng, what mistakes have you made?"

Jiang Xiaosheng thought that his master would vent his anger, but the current situation made him a little stunned, and he said: "My disciple broke into Elder Meng's garden without authorization, and contradicted... contradicted Elder Meng!"

"The offense of the closed disciple is one more class, Elder Ye, what do you think?" Lu Zhou's tone was unexpectedly calm.

"According to what Elder Meng said, drag it out, punish him with thirty sticks, and ban him for a month." Ye Zhen passed by, a breeze blew toward Jiang Xiaosheng, bang, Jiang Xiaosheng flew out of the dojo.

"Master forgives, Master forgives..."

Ye Zhen smiled and said, "Elder Meng, are you satisfied?"

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