Chapter 243 13 Provocative Books

After the gray-robed subordinate left.

On the towering trees near the quiet building.

Yu Shangrong sat on the tree trunk, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes, and said comfortably with a faint smile:

"Seventh Junior Brother... If you do this, your previous efforts will be in vain."

Si Wuya looked at Yu Shangrong above the branch and said, "I underestimated Master's ability..."

"How can you see it?"

Si Wuya spoke eloquently:

"The reason why I asked the old man to return to the Motian Pavilion is to ensure the safety of the old man, and secondly, I also need the old man to provide the information in the pavilion. The old man is stupid and will not be killed. When necessary, I will ask Wushu to save him."

Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly and smiled disapprovingly, "I'm afraid the five mice are really street mice."

"Secondly, I handed the peacock ling to the fourth senior brother...I want to find out about the master. But just now..." Si Wuya paused, "The peacock ling is in danger."

"The conditions for refining heaven-level weapons are extremely harsh. Since I helped you...you don't regret it." Yu Shangrong said.

"Second Senior Brother taught me."

"It's your turn to help me..."

Yu Shangrong opened his eyes, and the sunlight fell on his angular facial features through the leaves.

He jumped lightly from the branch, his body was straight, like catkins, and flew to Si Wuya.

Si Wuya said, "Second Senior Brother, please instruct me."

"Tell the senior brother... No matter how good the knife is, it needs to be sharpened from time to time to maintain its sharpness. See you in Pingdu Mountain in half a year." Yu Shangrong said.

Si Wuya's heart trembled.

Since he was sitting on the dark web, he has heard countless news, some people live, some people die. Different things happen every day, some big things are bigger than the sky, some small things are smaller than sesame and mung beans.

But he didn't have much fluctuation.

Yu Shangrong's words made his heart tremble.

Si Wuya knew that the senior brother and the second senior brother had always been at odds.

I also know that the two act in different styles, and they have opinions on each other.

It was also expected that there would be a battle between the two.

only……

He didn't expect to come so early.

Somewhat unexpected.

"Second Senior Brother...you can't..."

Before he could say it, Yu Shangrong raised his hand to interrupt him and said, "I've made up my mind. I hope he won't get hurt during the half year..."

The master is lonely.

Naturally hope that the opponent can deal with the best state.

Dealing with the weak is very boring, so boring that you don't even want to shoot.

"With the cultivation of the senior brother, I am afraid that only the master and his old man can hurt him."

"So... don't provoke Master."

Finish saying this.

Yu Shangrong lightly tipped his toes.

Like a light wind, we walk in the air.

When he was dozens of meters in the air, Yu Shangrong turned around and said, "Take care of yourself."

"Senior brother, please rest assured... Self-protection is enough."

"There will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

The two hug each other.

Yu Shangrong didn't stop there, with his hands behind him, Yukong disappeared into the sky.

Si Wuya shook his head and sighed softly.

He returns to the quiet building...

I looked at the information on the ground and what needs to be done in the future.

I don't know why... Si Wuya, who was originally calm and composed, was furious!

Whoa!

There was a mountain of information and information piled up in front of him, scattered all over the floor.

"I'm doing this, what the hell is going on?"

at this time……

Si Wuya suddenly groaned.

The corners of Si Wuya's mouth were bleeding.

He didn't care at all, and wiped the blood with a flick of his sleeve.

"Sect Master, your body?" Another gray robe appeared nearby and knelt down on one knee.

"I'm fine... it's just the backlash brought about by breaking through the body-binding spell." Si Wuya frowned.

"Master take care of your health."

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at the same time.

[Ding, punish Si Wuya to get 200 merit points. 】

Although I don't know what Si Wuya is doing at the moment, the 200 points of merit that appeared,

It means that he was attacked.

Lu Zhou shook his head, looked at Peacock Ling and said, "It's easier said than done if you want to break the body-binding spell?"

Not to mention that this body-binding spell comes from the system, even if it is cast by a master of the six leaves and seven leaves of the Tianshi Dao, once it hits it, it is not easy to break through.

Thinking of what Si Wuya had done during this time.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "The villain... just keep your weapons first."

With a wave of his hand, the refining talisman disappeared.

This is the master and the apprentice, the first time they fought each other over the air, Si Wuya was defeated.

Lu Zhou put down the peacock feather.

At this time, Zhaoyue's voice came from outside——

"Master, there are two flying books."

"Two letters?"

"A flying book from Jiang Aijian, a flying book from the mountain..."

"read."

Zhaoyue opened Jiang Aijian's flying book first, and read: "Senior, this third piece of news is a national matter. I didn't want to say it, but after thinking about it, I said it. Wei Zhuoyan, the four lieutenants, led an army of 50,000 people. I went to Liangzhou to pacify the chaos. The fourth prince, Liu Bing, returned to the court... I know that the seniors don't care about the war, but there must be something strange in the palace with such a big change, so be careful."

Finish reading this one.

Lu Zhou's face was calm.

In the final analysis, this piece of news involves Mo Li, the mastermind behind the scenes... Lu Zhou is not interested in participating in other forces in the palace. Whether "Wei Zhuoyan" is competent is up to fate.

"continue."

Lu Zhou ordered.

"Yes."

Zhao Yue opened the second flying book, glanced at it, and said, "It's the challenge book from Tianjianmen."

Lu Zhou heard the words.

Still looking calm.

What an eventful autumn indeed.

"Master, Luo Xingkong has set up a challenge arena and wants to fight with Master alone." Zhaoyue hesitated.

"Don't bother."

Little Tianjianmen, Lu Zhou didn't take it to heart.

Besides, he is now focusing more on the box, the key, and the comprehension of the scriptures... At the same time, he also has to find a way to deal with the three scoundrels, Si Wuya, Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai.

How can you manage these things.

"Tu'er understands, Tu'er retire." Zhao Yue turned and left.

However... the next morning.

Zhao Yue took this flying book to the East Pavilion again.

"Master... This time, Tianjianmen Luo Xingkong sent someone to send a letter... It is still a challenge letter. Luo Xingkong claims that his cultivation has advanced greatly, and he wants to fight a fair duel with Master."

Lu Zhou disapproved and said, "Luo Xingkong is not too timid..."

Usually, the top ten famous sects walked around the Motian Pavilion, but now they have sent disciples to deliver letters.

Really blinded by the revenge of the bereavement.

"In the future, there is no need to send letters from Tianjianmen."

"The disciple obeys."

After that, for ten consecutive days... a letter of invitation every day.

They were all stopped by Zhaoyue.

Until the thirteenth letter was sent to Zhaoyue by the female disciple.

Zhaoyue thought it was the same as usual, opened it and frowned: "Where is the person who sent the letter?"

"Just left the foothills."

"Catch it back... hack it to death." Zhao Yue ordered expressionlessly.

After all, the two female disciples were from Yanyue Palace, and they were a little horrified when they heard this order.

Zhao Yue's voice was low, with a hint of anger: "Do it!"

"As ordered!"

The two female disciples rushed down the mountain.

Zhao Yue took the letter and walked towards Motian Pavilion.

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