"If something unexpected happens, Lu Tianqing will naturally be willing to bear it!"
If you think about it carefully, what Lu Jueyan said was that even he, the Supreme Saint, was helpless. It was nothing more than other Supreme Realms taking action to rescue Zong Shou from the prison of death.
With the talent that the child has shown now, and the background of being a cultivator of the highest realm, it is not impossible.
But at that time, even if he shouldered the responsibility for improper handling, so what
Looking around at the many positions in the Lu family, there is no position worse than the Nine Jue Death Prison.
Could it be that he, Lu Tianqing, can also be thrown into the ninth level of death prison specially designed to restrain monks in the holy realm
As for Zong Shou, colluding with foreign enemies is enough to prevent him from returning to the Lu family.
There will never be any changes in that public case back then.
Being insulted, it was impossible for the Jueyan Holy Lord, or even the entire Lu family, to remain unresponsive.
Besides, in this world, there are only a handful of people who can surely beat Jueyan without fear of offending the Lu family.
"Really? You need to remember this then—"
The corners of Lu Jueyan's lips twitched, as if he didn't want to continue talking with Lu Tianqing on this matter.
He looked down, through the void, towards the eighth floor, the man covered in iron armor standing outside the Hell Abyss Gate and the storm circle.
This person was traveling with Zong Shou, and as expected, he should be his subordinate.
A person at the pinnacle of the Immortal Order, half-stepping into the Holy Realm. Somehow, it made him quite concerned.
"Why do you feel that this person's breath is a bit familiar?"
After thinking for a moment, Lu Jueyan knew the reason. Then there was a smile: "It turns out to be him! This kid. He finally escaped from the sea of suffering, but he ran back again. Why did this happen? It seems that he has a deep obsession-"
Lu Tianqing was slightly startled, but he immediately came to his senses. There was a slight gloom in his eyes, and he immediately said thoughtfully: "It must be Lu Wubing! This son was assigned by Lord Xuanye to follow Lu Wushuang, but now he is following this sect guard. Could it be that he has changed his family? I I heard that he followed Lu Wushuang to pursue his enemies. Unfortunately, Lu Wushuang died at the hands of the Buddhists. This Lu Wubing’s whereabouts are unknown. Logically speaking, he should die—"
Speaking of which. There was suspicion on his face.
Lu Wubing did not die, but instead surrendered to Zong Shou. So, is Lu Wushuang's death related to Zong Shou
Then he laughed dumbly. It doesn't really matter whether there is a connection or not because I am possessed by a demon.
All it takes is for all the kings and elders in the Holy Court to recognize this.
Killing a direct descendant of the same clan is another crime.
"Lu Wushuang is dead? What a pity!"
Jueyan sighed, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Lu Tianqing's words.
"Back then, I was very optimistic about that little guy. It's really not easy for him to reach that level despite his background."
"It is indeed a pity! It is said that after Lu Wushuang's death, the king of Xuanye stayed in seclusion for ten days and nights."
Lu Tianqing nodded slightly, but his eyes were like poisonous snakes, looking at the man next to the gate of Hell's Abyss.
The murderous intent in his eyes was surging, but it was restrained. That’s all, kill them. On the contrary, it can make him die happily. It would be better to let this son suffer all kinds of torture in this prison of death in the spiritual sea.
This time was different from a few decades ago. Lu Wubing had cultivated enough and could survive in this spiritual sea death prison for a while longer.
Thinking like this, Lu Tianqing stopped paying attention. He then said, "Holy Lord, I am still worried about something. This Sect Shou has now entered the eighth level of death prison, so is it necessary to move Lu Hanyan to another place?"
"Move somewhere else?"
Lu Jueyan turned around, took a deep look at the old man in red robe behind him, and then shook his head disapprovingly: "Ever since Hanyan gave birth to this son, mother and son have not seen each other again. This approach is somewhat inhumane, and there is no need to in this way-"
"Holy Lord! This junior is just worried about any unexpected changes. After all, Lu Hanyan is the grandson of that man and a descendant of Holy Lord Yan Yuan. It is hard to say what other means can be used to help this son escape."
Just when Lu Tianqing was about to persuade him again, he saw Lu Jueyan waved his hand again, leaving no room for doubt: "No need to worry! I still hope that I will break into the ninth level of hell again. I will handle this matter myself -"
As soon as he heard this, Lu Tianqing felt at ease. Then he was doubtful again. Hearing what Jue Yan said, he seemed to be quite interested in Zong Shou and was extremely looking forward to it.
This has been a long time, and it has been lonely for too long. Found a new toy and don’t want to let it go right away
Looking at Lu Jueyan's back in surprise, he heard the latter say with great interest: "Who is the guard at the entrance to the ninth floor now? And that formless shadow demon? This child has endless potential, and he is far away from the Sword Intent Soul." We're only one step away from the middle of the realm. I'm afraid I can't stop that shadow demon—"
While speaking, he split the void and stepped into it.
Lu Tianqing raised his eyebrows. After guarding the Death Prison for so long, this was the first time he saw Lu Jueyan so excited... Entering the eighth floor, Zong Shou felt that the name of the "Underworld Prison" was indeed very appropriate.
This place is really filled with death power, and everything you see is a pale scene.
If he didn't know this place, it would be just one of the Lu family's nine levels of death prison.
So this is the Netherworld, and Zong Shou would believe it.
As soon as he stepped in, Zong Shou felt that the vitality in his body began to weaken.
Zong Shou didn't even hesitate before he transferred Lin Xuanshuang's Origin Spiritual Breath Art.
His world-shaking spiritual skills have now been gradually perfected. However, at this moment, it is far inferior to the effect of this method that directly points to the ultimate state and continues to exist in this hell.
Then I felt that my body was warm and I had recovered a lot.
"Not only is the death force attacking, but it is also plundering the vitality. One day here consumes ten days of life span."
In other words, twenty years is a lifespan of more than two hundred years—
Zong Shou couldn't help but hold his hands, and his nails dug deeply into his flesh.
Then I forced myself not to think about it and looked around.
"But I don't know what the forbidden techniques in this realm are? Lu Wubing has never been to this realm. The outside world can't find out about the situation in prison, and Master Xuan Shuang has never informed him."
Thinking and observing.
Just for a moment, Zong Shou showed a look of surprise. This prison world is much smaller than he imagined.
Looking at the sky, this world is less than one-tenth the size of the Hell of Death in the Linghai Sea.
Using the instantaneous sky method, it is estimated that it only takes two or three hours to reach the north of the earth from the south of the sky.
In other words, finding people in this world must be much easier than he expected.
However, since it is called Hades Prison, it is listed as the eighth level among the Nine Ultimate Death Prisons.
Then this world must be extremely dangerous. This prison forbidden technique should be better than the Linghai Death Prison.
Thinking of this, Zong Shou's heart beat wildly.
The expectations, beliefs, and emotions are indescribably complicated.
After a long while, he reluctantly suppressed it. With a flick of his sleeves, he wanted to release all those holy fire silver ants. RS