This step was delayed for a long time. The Taifu pondered for a moment and fell speechless.
The skill was perfected, and the contrast between his state of mind before and after was huge, so he was taken advantage of for a moment without noticing.
After figuring out the reason, she shook her head slightly, and her feet that were hanging in the air landed steadily. Lotus flowers bloomed with every step, and the pure white fire burned away all her worries.
"I cannot keep those who disturb my heart. This thing... is redundant."
After clearing up the confusion in his mind, Taifu felt refreshed and looked intently outside the quiet room. Is there a possibility that there is one more person here who is superfluous
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The Grand Tutor regained consciousness. The happiest person was Mu Jiling, and the saddest person was Zhu Xiushi. Their joy stopped abruptly, and they seriously suspected that Lu Bei and the Grand Tutor had made some unspeakable deal.
Fun is fun, the front line is in crisis and she can't delay any longer. She controls the Taoist temple to shrink to the size of a mustard seed and disappears.
Bamboo sickle mountain.
There are many mountains, strange peaks, steep cliffs and mountain walls standing like barriers, high and low, and the mountain streams are like deep canyons.
Zhugan Mountain is the place where the royal family and Huangji Sect agreed to meet.
Logically speaking, since both sides have put aside their past grudges, they should have made a battle plan in the capital with speed, but neither side did so and tacitly went to the front line to consider the plan separately.
From this we can see that putting aside past grudges is just talk. Without pacifying the country first, the Wu Zhou chariot will not be able to move fast even if it is pulled together like a rope.
Fortunately, both the royal family and the Huangji Sect have the surname Zhu, otherwise this forcibly tightened chariot would have to drive backwards at a negative speed.
The cliffs were steep, ripples appeared in the space, and the defense formation was as far as a hundred miles away.
A small Taoist temple appeared in the air and landed on an inconspicuous mountain peak. The ripples subsided, the halo of the formation disappeared, and the mountain was as normal as usual, as if nothing had happened.
A moment later, several cultivators in the fusion stage, led by Zhu Jingli, arrived. When they saw Zhu Xiushi and the Grand Tutor, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
It was so torturous, it was ten days late.
Zhu Jingli was at a loss, so he walked forward with a wry smile, bowed to Zhu Xiushi, who was of his grandmother's generation, and explained the situation of the Huangji Sect next door.
Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian, two great Tribulation Crossing masters, have arrived seven days ago. They took three days to arrive, but found out they were already one step ahead, so they looked bad these past few days.
As for the reason why Zhu Xiushi and the Grand Tutor were late, Zhu Jingli didn't dare to say or ask, and just pretended that nothing had happened.
Ten days late, there was no time to delay any longer, so the two parties met and the meeting was held that night.
On the left hand side, there are two cushions in front, on which sit Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian, two people in the Tribulation Crossing period.
The former has a slender figure and wears ink-colored clothes. He looks elegant and has a slightly feminine temperament. The latter has sleeves with black cloud patterns, a jade belt around his waist, and a tall and sturdy figure. At this moment, he has his eyelids lowered, looking cold and unruly, with a sense of superiority and dominance.
To sum up, every member of the Zhu family is an outstanding talent and they all look good.
Behind the two men, four cushions were lined up, three in a row, and another one slightly forward, only half a step behind Zhu Mu and Zhu Xian.
Among the four people, three were Lu Bei's acquaintances, Lu Zhou, Zhu Yuan, and Bu Zishi. Because of Bu Zishi's status, his seat was half a step forward.
The man on the last mat had a face as cold as frost, brows as if burning, and dark eyes like two bottomless cold pools, emitting unpredictable shadows and a chilling coldness that made people shudder.
Zhu Dao.
As the main force in this battle, many Huangji Sect masters were stationed on Zhujian Mountain, as well as Lu Bei's acquaintances, such as Xianzhou's commander-in-chief Zhu Xun and chief steward Xia Yuechan. They had sufficient status but insufficient strength, so they could not reach the threshold of this meeting.
Half a cup of tea later, Zhu Xiushi, smiling sweetly, came late. Seeing that there was nothing on the right, he waved his hand and swept away several cushions.
Four in the back and three in the front.
Zhu Xiushi and the Grand Tutor sat down cross-legged. Lu Bei looked around, pushed aside a cultivator from the Zhu family who was in the Fusion Stage, and sat down next to Zhu Jingli, just behind Zhu Xiushi.
Before he traveled through time, he hated meetings. After traveling through time, he still hated meetings as long as he was not the one presiding over them. He only came to watch at the invitation of Zhu Xiushi. Such a boring process, if he did not find a mountain with many peaks to force himself to concentrate, he would probably start snoring in the serious meeting room.
Zhu Xiu Shi is a very good example. When you look at it from the front, you see mountains and peaks. The mountains and rivers are beautiful and look different from different distances and heights. It is just the right painting to keep away sleepiness.
The mountain of Taifu...
It's not impossible. A mountain doesn't have to be high to be magical, but a place with immortals living there will make it magical. A place with beautiful scenery will also be a famous scenic spot.
But this woman was too arrogant, she was so high and mighty that she couldn't come down from her position. She was aloof and great, and looked down on everyone. She even ignored his teasing with her favorite maltose when she was a child. Lu Bei didn't want to make things awkward for himself.
The one in front of us is still better. It has continuous peaks and valleys, and is filled with great evil. It should be strictly guarded by righteous people.
The cultivator in the fusion stage who was pushed away by Lu Bei was dumbfounded. After searching for a long time, he only found the last cushion next to Zhu Xiushi. Looking at his colleagues who were watching their noses and hearts, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down his face.
How could he sit in a seat for a person in the Tribulation Period? He would never walk at night again.
"Master Lu, this is your seat." Zhu Xiushi turned around slowly, the hem of his Taoist robe stretched tight, revealing sinister intentions.
Lu Bei looked at Zhu Xiu Shi in surprise, thinking that this jerk was plotting against him. After thinking for a while, he stood up and sat next to Zhu Xiu Shi.
Ningzhou Lu has many aliases, including the abandoned disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, the leader of Yuhua Sect, not to mention Ningzhou Ding and Yuezhou Lin for now. There are three who are known to everyone, the Purple Guard of Xuanyin Division, the commander of Huangji Sect, and the leader of Tianjian Sect.
This time he came to attend the meeting with the identity of Xuanyinsi Purple Guard, a typical pro-Huang faction, no, he was a loyal and patriotic royalist. He followed Zhu Xiushi closely, waiting for an opportunity to pick up heads and gain experience, and never thought of taking the lead.
When Zhu Xiushi mentioned the identity of the leader of the Tianjian Sect, he could only take the lead.
As the leader of the Tianjian Sect and the successor of the Qili Sutra, his butt determines everything, and he has to obey it even if he doesn't want to.
Sitting down, Lu Bei immediately saw the Bu Zishi in front of him and grinned. The flash of his snow-white teeth made the other person's face pale. Recalling that stormy night, he lowered his head in guilt.
"So this is Sect Master Lu. This elder has heard of the Immortal Sword Intent for a long time. Seeing it today, I am really impressed..."
Zhu Mu smiled kindly, and stopped talking halfway, saying, "Excuse me, I'm sorry for my ignorance. I only knew that everyone who came here was transcending the tribulation, but I didn't hear that Sect Master Lu had already reached the stage of transcending the tribulation."
It's a soft nail, it doesn't hurt or itch, but it's very annoying.
"It's okay, it's a robbery or something, I just killed one two days ago."
Lu Bei frowned, thought for a while, and took out a long sword: "I only know that the man's surname is Ji, what is his specific name... That man died in an instant, and this sect master didn't have time to ask in detail, maybe his name is Ji Ah!"
"The name of this sword is Wenchong. The person that Sect Leader Lu mentioned is not called Ji A, but Ji Xin from the royal family of Qi and Yan." Zhu Xiushi explained kindly.
"I see. This is why I was wondering how there could be someone named Ji A. Thank you for answering my questions. I am really ignorant."
"Hey, isn't it Ji A? Why is it Ji A again?"
"Ah, who is Ji Aba? Who is Ji Aba?"
"… "
With everyone on this side singing the same tune, Zhu Mu on the opposite side said no more. The Wen Chong sword would not be fake, it was a magic weapon for the Tribulation Crossing Period. Although Lu Bei was not a Tribulation Crossing Period cultivator, he had the ability to kill a Tribulation Crossing Period cultivator alone. There was no need for him to wait, he was now qualified to be on equal footing with him.
"Zhu Dao, you come and sit forward as well."
Zhu Mu said slowly, "Master Lu is a rising star, a young talent, a swordsman prodigy that only appears once in a thousand years. Although you have good qualifications, you are still far behind Master Lu. Remember to ask Master Lu for advice when you have the chance."
"yes."
The taciturn man moved his cushion forward, staring into Lu Bei's eyes, blocking the footsteps master behind him.
Zhu Dao, a martial arts genius who became famous at a young age in the Zhu family, practiced the Ten Wonders of Shanggong and mastered them. At the young age of one hundred, he broke through the fusion stage and was able to fight against the tribulation master with his fusion body without being at a disadvantage.
Ten years ago, the human race’s holy land competed with geniuses from all sides and ranked among the top, winning stunning fame for Wu Zhou. He was a young hero who was highly praised by the royal family.
There is also an inference from the royal family's tribulation period that with Zhu Dao's qualifications, he will definitely cross the threshold of the tribulation period within three years and face the first heavenly thunderbolt on his road to cultivating immortals.
A hundred-year-old boy sounds a bit ridiculous, but that's how cultivating immortals works. The swordsman girl who killed Hongqu was a hundred and fifty years old.
Old man, there is a lot of hostility in your eyes!
Lu Bei looked at Zhu Dao, not knowing that the boy in front of him was only a hundred years old. He only knew that people in the Fusion Stage were generally a hundred years old, even Senior Sister Bai Jin...
This example is inappropriate, let’s change it to Zhan... Le Xian, the old guy is in the fusion stage, and he is hundreds of years old. By analogy, Zhu Dao opposite him is also an old man.
After giving the old man a few glares, Lu Bei didn't bother to pay attention to him. He looked past him and gloomily looked at Master Bu Zi. Then, his sight was blocked and Zhu Dao stole the show by squeezing his face into the camera.
At first, Lu Bei didn't take it seriously, thinking that the man was just too competitive. But after a few times, he realized something was wrong.
The hostility comes out of nowhere, there's clearly a story behind it!
Lu Bei imagined a lot of specific stories, but no matter which story it was, he, who held the complete set of VIP diamond deluxe photo albums of Bu Zishi and swore a blood oath, always played the role of a not-so-glorious yellow-haired man.
How could this be possible? How could the leader of the Tianjian Sect, the man who carries the banner of justice, use Huangmao's script!
No, after the meeting, I will arrange a face-to-face meeting with Master Bu Zi and explain this matter clearly tonight.
After thinking this through, Lu Bei looked at Zhu Dao again with an invisible sense of contempt and superiority, which made the latter confused.
Suddenly, Zhu Dao realized it, the corners of his mouth curled up fiercely, and he thought to himself that this was exactly what he wanted.
See you in the grove tonight. Whoever doesn’t come is a grandson!
At the beginning of the meeting, Lu Bei and Zhu Dao stared at each other the whole time, occasionally glancing at Cheng Feng. When asked for his opinion, he nodded, indicating that what everyone said was right.
He didn't listen to a word until the end of the meeting.
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"What? This sect leader is leading an army to attack the middle road and lure Qing Qian, who is in the Tribulation Crossing stage, to show up?"
At the Taoist temple, Lu Bei pointed at himself with wide eyes, unable to believe that he was represented: "When was the decision made? Who made the final decision? I was there at the time, how come I didn't know?"