Luzhou looked at his loose robe again.

It's really big.

He stayed in the cold pond for a while and moved his lower body.

After gradually getting familiar with his youthful posture, he left the top of the snow-capped mountain and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

The strength and cultivation of the Six Destiny also improved his speed.

When flying out of the top of the snow-capped mountain, there was obviously no sense of oppression when I came in.

When standing in the highest place, Luzhou even wondered whether this sense of oppression was the so-called "shackles of heaven and earth".

...

Not long after.

Luzhou came to the vicinity of the Twelve Sects of Yunshan.

Instead of breaking in directly like before, he landed in front of the archway at the foot of the main peak of Yunshan Mountain.

After all, his image has changed drastically, so he still has to avoid many troubles. He first settled in Yunshan, took a break, changed his clothes, and then returned to the gate.

As soon as I fell down, I heard two disciples near the archway discussing.

"A month ago, a meteor landed on the top of the snow-capped mountain. Sect Master Nie wanted to go up and take a look, but he didn't fly up. This morning, another green light vision appeared, attracting many sects... Two fateful beasts were found at the foot of the mountain. It's really auspiciousness from the sky."

"Our Yunshan has a day to make a comeback."

I heard the two of them talking.

Luzhou felt very surprised. Didn’t he stayed in Hantan all night? Why did it become a month?

He is in a state of reversal, and there is almost no concept of time.

At that time, the whole body was in a cold pond, and all my concentration was focused on the increase or decrease of life, the opening of fate and my own cultivation. I hardly noticed the passage of time. At that time, I thought only a day had passed. Unexpectedly, a month had passed...

"Nie Qingyun, you are so shameless. Take our fate? Hand it over quickly." A stern voice came from the foot of the mountain.

Luzhou turned around.

I saw dozens of practitioners rushing down the sky above the steps.

Nie Qingyun was the leader, his face was not very good-looking, and he flew all the way, with other disciples following closely behind.

When he passed the archway, he looked down below and saw a gentleman Luzhou wearing a long robe standing calmly.

"Someone invades, be careful." Nie Qingyun swooped down and landed under the archway.

Others fell one after another.

They drew out the long swords in their hands and pointed them at Luzhou.

Nie Qingyun glanced at the foot of the mountain and said, "Are you from Tianhuo Sect?"

Lu Zhou said lightly: "Are you asking me...me?"

It is very difficult to change the habits accumulated over a long period of time.

Nie Qingyun also felt that Luzhou's words and behavior were a bit strange, so he said, "Please go back, Yunshan will not accept guests today."

His breath was disordered, and there were still sweat on his forehead when he spoke.

Luzhou said: "Nie Qingyun, you don't recognize Lao... me?"

What the hell is old me?

Everyone looked at each other.

Seeing that they had different expressions, Luzhou knew that this problem was a bit redundant. Even if he announced now that he was the Lord of the Motian Pavilion, he would probably be regarded as a lunatic. In fact, he could also use the Blue Lotus method to remind him of past events and show his identity. But if that is the case, how should he explain the matter of becoming younger?

At this moment, hundreds of practitioners wearing gray robes flew up at the foot of the mountain, each holding a knife in his hands.

"Here you come!" said a disciple of Yunshan.

Nie Qingyun said in a deep voice: "Since you are not from Tianhuo Sect, please leave."

Luzhou turned around and his eyes fell on the group of practitioners.

An old man in gray robe had white hair and walked up with his beard and beard.

I don’t know what was wrong, but Lu Zhou habitually put his hands on his chin and stroked it... Of course, it was the air.

"Nie Qingyun, I don't force you. You have to give up one of those two fate beasts, right?" The old man's eyes were as sharp as a torch.

The location of Luzhou is just between the two sides.

This is very dazzling.

The old man looked over and looked at it carefully.

Nie Qingyun said: "When did Tianhuo Sect be so bold and dare to steal the life beasts everywhere? The Tianlun Mountains are not suffering enough?"

Luzhou still had a vague impression.

He took the dead beast to the Tianlun Mountains. The first person to arrive seemed to be from Tianhuomen. He was named Feng Hehe?

The old man said in a deep voice:

"Don't scare people with the Motian Pavilion. The Lord of the Motian Pavilion is indeed powerful, but you Yunshan is too arrogant to yourself. You Yunshan also offended Motian Pavilion, and later you licked your face and became a dog of the Motian Pavilion, so you won't be destroyed."

Nie Qingyun said: "Feng Qiu, if I don't give it to you, do you plan to rob it openly?"

"What is a robbery? We take back our own things. The fate beast is killed by us, and the fate psychology should belong to us." said the old man Feng Qiu.

An elder in Yunshan said angrily:

"Before you came, we had been fighting for a long time. The fateful beast was on the verge of death. You guys, come out to pick up the bargain. Feng Qiu, are you shameless!?"

Feng Qiu shook his head and said:

"It's useless to show off your skills. Today, I'm the King of Heaven, and I have to take out my destiny."

Swish swish swish swish.

Many practitioners from the Tianhuo Sect rushed forward one after another.

The knife burst out from the sword in his hand.

Nie Qingyun took a few steps back.

Feng Qiu's eyes looked at Lu Zhou, who was in the most awkward position again... I thought to myself, are all the disciples of Yunshan fools? Where did the naughty green man come out?

Just as he was about to speak, Lu Zhou turned around indifferently, looked at Feng Qiu, and said:

"Are you from Tianhuomen?"

Feng Qiu said: "I asked for it knowingly."

"The practitioner who was the one who snatched the heart of fate on the Tianlun Mountains was Feng Hehe of the Tianhuomen?" Lu Zhou asked.

"Senior Brother Feng Zihe?" someone said.

"It seems that I remember correctly." Lu Zhou said.

“…”

Feng Qiuzai looked at Luzhou carefully and always felt something was wrong with this young man, but seeing that he had a stable breath, outstanding manners, calm and composed expressions, he seemed to be a genius of cultivation, or a master of cultivation, far superior to the people of Yunshan, so he asked cautiously: "Are you not a Yunshan person?"

Luzhou shook his head.

Feng Qiu laughed: "Young man, you are very good. Are you interested in joining the Tianhuo Sect?"

Luzhou Road:

"You deserve it too?"

As soon as these three words were spoken, the words ended immediately.

Feng Qiu's chest was so blocked that his chest was so heavy.

"Since you don't want to, let go. There is a lot of injustice and debt, and today's affairs have nothing to do with you."

Luzhou shook his head and said:

"Our account has not been settled yet."

A figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, holding a knife in both hands, and the Dharma body buzzed.

The Dharma body is actually twenty-five feet high... This height is a life-threatening practitioner who can enter the thousand realms in time.

"Young man, you're blocking the wrong way!"

With the amplification of the Dharma body.

The man pressed down on the sword a few feet long.

Luzhou does not dodge or dodge, and remains still.

Bang!

The sword energy fell.

"Huh?" The master of the Huo Sect was startled that day, and looked closely. Dao Gang stopped half an inch above Luzhou's head.
To be continued...