"Disciple, I will fly to Shujiang Aijian right away." Xiao Yuan'er said.

Lu Zhou returned to Motian Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

at the same time.

After Zhaoyue was brought into the South Pavilion, it didn't take long for her to wake up from her coma.

The familiar environment and familiar memories returned to her body.

"Five first, you, you're awake." A female cultivator said in surprise.

"I...what's wrong with me? Aren't I thinking about the cave?" Zhaoyue sat up with difficulty.

The female cultivator from Yanyue Palace next to her told her the whole story.

When Zhao Yue heard this, she couldn't believe it and said: "You mean, it was Master who lifted my witchcraft ban?"

"Yes, the old master of the pavilion took action and defeated the witchcraft with one palm."

The female cultivator of Yanyue Palace prepared hot water and said, "That witchcraft is very scary. Fortunately, Mr. Three and Mr. Four arrived in time."

Hearing this, Zhao Yue sighed softly.

She tried to mobilize the vitality in the sea of ​​​​dantian. As soon as she mobilized, her whole body was extremely sore.

"Mr. Wu, the ban on witchcraft has just been lifted. It's best to rest for a while. Don't worry too much about your vitality. It will recover sooner or later."

Zhaoyue nodded and lay down.

.

Half a day later.

In the Motian Pavilion.

Lu Zhou heard two reminders——

[Ding, lift Zhao Yue’s witchcraft ban and get 1000 merit points. 】

[Ding, the truth investigation of Yulong Village is completed, and 3000 merit points were obtained. 】

Lu Zhou nodded with satisfaction.

Next, you have to accumulate merit points in other ways.

While Lu Zhou was thinking, outside the main hall, the female cultivator from Yanyue Palace slowly walked in.

"Pavilion Master, Shanxia Jiang Aijian would like to see you."

"Let him come up."

"yes."

Xiao Yuan'er, Mingshi Yinhe and Duanmusheng came after hearing the news.

A moment later, Jiang Aijian, led by the female cultivator of Yanyue Palace, appeared outside the main hall of Demonic Pavilion.

Along the way, Jiang Aijian looked around curiously, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right.

There was a piece of grass in his mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, when did you join the Demonic Sky Pavilion? Is it scary here? They say this is the demon's lair, but aren't you afraid at all?" Jiang Aijian said.

"I didn't expect there to be so many women in Motian Pavilion...Tsk, tsk, tsk, this tree is nice...the bluestone paved with it is also nice..."

"..."

All the way to the entrance of the main hall.

Only then did Jiang Aijian put away his curious expression and slowly walked into the hall.

"Is this person Jiang Aijian?" Ming Shiyin asked.

"That's him... he's so thick-skinned." Xiao Yuan'er said.

"Master values ​​this person so much... I guess there must be something special about him."

Jiang Aijian came to the crowd, waved his hands a little guiltily and said: "Old senior... I'm a little uncomfortable with you having such a big battle... Quick, quick, quick, give me the good sword, so I can get down the mountain quickly.

"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly and said, "Jiang Aijian."

"What are your orders, old-timer?"

"Sit down and speak slowly."

"That's not necessary...we are all old acquaintances. You'd better give me the sword quickly...I'll leave right now." Jiang Aijian felt more and more guilty.

Lu Zhou waved his hand casually.

The female cultivator from Yanyue Palace next to her handed a long sword to Jiang Aijian.

Jiang Aijian picked up the long sword and held it with his right hand, click... the long sword broke!

"No, senior...is this the good sword you said is worthy of my coming to pick it up in person?" Jiang Aijian looked at the broken sword in surprise.

Duanmusheng said: "This sword is the best sword in Motian Pavilion. It is made of fine thousand-year-old wood, and the pattern is carved by a master."

"..."

"All the disciples of Motian Pavilion have used this sword to learn skills and practice swordsmanship. The sword demon Yu Shangrong once used this sword to kill thousands of enemies." Duanmu Sheng's words were resounding.

"..."

Jiang Aijian was speechless.

What a trap!

Even a wooden sword can be said to be so high-sounding.

Who can I talk to to reason with you?

Jiang Aijian's eyes fell on Lu Zhou and said: "Old senior, my heart is so cold right now..."

Luzhou Fuxu said:

"This sword is indeed a good sword. Don't you want it?"

"Old senior, you said that you hate villains who don't keep their promises the most. This wooden sword, even if you talk about it in a lavish way, can't be considered a treasure! Although I love swords, I have a normal mind. I don't want this sword."

Jiang Aijian said a little aggrievedly.

"You really don't want it?"

"don't want."

"Then you have to compensate..."

"..."

Lu Zhou said calmly: "This sword is extremely precious to me, Demonic Sky Pavilion. But you destroyed it. If you don't pay for this sword...I'm afraid..."

I won’t say the rest.

Ming Shiyin's Parting Hook and Duanmu Sheng's Overlord Spear sparkled.

Jiang Aijian swallowed, took a step back, waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I'll pay you, I'll pay you, how much...how much?"

"Can this be measured in money?" Ming Shiyin said with a smile.

"Then what do you think we should do? How about I find a master craftsman and make a copy for you."

"That won't work. We must have the original wooden sword." Ming Shiyin said.

Jiang Aijian threw away the remaining half of his hand, clapped his hands and said, "I finally understand... This old man is trying to trick me. Let's get straight to the point."

Lu Zhou slowly stood up and walked down the steps with his hands behind his back.

He came to Jiang Aijian and said, "I like to deal with smart people."

"If I were smart, I wouldn't have been tricked by you." Jiang Aijian muttered.

"You have borrowed my hand many times to remove obstacles in the palace. Jiang Aijian... you are the first person who dares to act wildly on my head."

"..."

Jiang Aijian's expression changed.

Take three or four steps back.

At this time, the female cultivators from Yanyue Palace stood in a row, blocking the entrance of the Demonic Pavilion.

At the same time, outside the main hall, an old man with white hair and beard appeared slowly.

Under his feet, a gossip figure moved with him.

The six large characters in seal script on his body shone with golden light, surrounding his whole body.

"Yun Zonghua has no way?"

"Old senior... misunderstandings, all misunderstandings..." Jiang Aijian was about to cry and waved his hands repeatedly.

When Xiao Yuan'er saw this, she clapped her hands happily and said, "Quick, quick, close the door and let me see where he goes... Senior brother, catch him and beat him hard!"

"Oh, my aunt, I have no grievances or enmities with you. Why is it so...why do you need to use a sword?" Jiang Aijian said.

Lu Zhou said calmly: "Everyone, step back."

"yes!"

The female cultivator of Yanyue Palace returned to her original position.

Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng also put away their heaven-level weapons.

The aura on Hua Wudao's body disappeared instantly, and he slightly cupped his hands towards Lu Zhou and said, "Is this Jiang Aijian, one of the three great swordsmaniacs in the world of cultivation, who is said to love swords to the core and regard swords as life?"

Jiang Aijian scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "It's all a false name...just a false name!"
Chapter completed!