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Chapter 125 Your head is the best sacrifice(2/2)

He became alert in an instant.

Lu Mingshen, he still remembered that this was the head of the family's post in the east of Pingyao County. According to the arrangement, he should have led five hired casual cultivators to patrol the junction of Luyi County in the northeast of Pingyao.

He died, which is a big signal.

He immediately left his consciousness and flew eastward at full speed.

Not long after he flew out, he saw a small and medium-sized flying boat, with the big flag of Zhao, which was blown by the wind on the flying boat.

Judging from the direction, this should be heading for Pingyao, and it is very fast, and it is probably only one or two hours before it can arrive.

Lu Qing first sent a voice to Lu Chaoxi and informed him of the matter, and at the same time he also entered the flying boat.

He is a good at inquiring about information.

Inside the flying boat, all the direct monks of the Zhao family were equipped with very elite cultivators.

Then, Lu Qing also saw several foundation-building monks; then, he also saw Zhao Zhengke.

"Wow, all the nests are coming out."

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw a familiar and annoying face.

Zhao Zidan.

The person sitting in the best house of Feizhou, wearing a black and blue Taoist robe, holding a medium-grade spirit stone in his hand, closing his eyes to practice was the one who hated the most in Feiyunzhou when Lu Qing was still alive.

Zhao Zidan had no movement, and had no idea that he was being treated by an old opponent.

However, this person's appearance is already very different from what Lu Qing remembers.

There are too many old people.

Zhao Zidan, who used to be a majestic and serious middle-aged man, always liked to have a tuft of black goatee, his hair was neatly combed and clean, and he was wearing a crown, and he seemed to never smile.

At the moment, the man had wrinkles on his face, exposed hands, and the skin on his face, and could not help but appear. Although he was practicing, a deep dusk aura came over him.

Life is approaching, not a false statement.

Zhao Zidan calculated this year that he should be over 510 years old.

Normally, for a Jindan monk, his life span is 460 years old.

Since decades ago, there have been various rumors in Feiyunzhou that Zhao’s life span will be over, but many people who say this have died of old age and Zhao Zidan is not dead yet.

"You can really be greedy, you can really continue." Lu Qing complained in his heart.

Zhao Zidan was originally a Muxing monk. When he majored in his martial arts, he had something that was more healthy, and his life span would be relatively high. Moreover, as a Jindan, he was also the supreme elder of a large sect like Qingfeng Sect. He had great power and it was not too difficult to find some heavenly and earth treasures that could increase his life span.

It is precisely because of this that he has lived for nearly a hundred more years.

But time is always ruthless. If you have not truly attained the great way and live with heaven and earth, you will never be able to defeat this ending moment.

He is still going to die.

From Lu Qing's perspective, even if this old man doesn't care about anything, he will live for another half a year at most.

The true energy in his body is still surging, but his vitality is like a candlelight in the wind, swaying.

"I'm going to die of old age. I don't explain my funeral at home and even come out to make trouble. It's really your style." Lu Qing sneered in his heart.

Seeing the most important person, Lu Qing did not continue to stay in the flying boat and flew back quickly.

At the same time, he also passed the news to Lu Chaohe and asked him to remove all the Lu family members in Pingyao County.

At present, the Lu family arranged fifteen direct monks from the family in Pingyao, including Chaohe and Xueting. The original intention was to avoid accidents and have some defense.

But now, it's meaningless.

Zhao Zidan went out in person, and even if Lu Chaoxi was in Pingyao, he would have to die.

Lu Qing flew back to his body, activated [Resurrection], and rushed to support Pingyao, it would definitely be too late.

Pingyao is sure to be unable to defend it.

With the transmission of the message, he asked Chaohe and Xueting to set off for Yuyan Mountain immediately and go back at full speed. There were still thirteen family monks, who probably could not rush back to Yuyan Mountain when the Zhao family's flying boat arrived, so they could only let them hurry to leave the county town, hide outside, and try their best to save their lives.

I really can't save it... I can't do it anymore.

As for other casual cultivators, if there were no Lu family monks, the Zhao family would not have made things difficult for them immediately. Their first goal must be from Yuyan Mountain.

When Lu Qing rushed back to Yuyan Mountain, he had already seen that the mountain protection formation in Yuyan Mountain had risen. Lu Chaoxi and the five foundation-building monks of the family personally presided over the formation. The more than 40 monks on the Lu family were all waiting for the formation.

Everyone knows that the catastrophe is coming, and no one is lucky.

Lu Qing did not rush to return to his body, his consciousness floated outside the mountain guard formation in Yuyan Mountain, looking into the distance.

A system message came:

[Pingyao County, a family territory, has fallen.]

Something to be expected.

"Zhao Zidan... Come on, your head is the best sacrifice to re-establish the reputation of Lu's family."

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