Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eighth Summoning

Ming Shi Yin said:

"What is the relationship between your family and Wei Zhuoyan?"

From the tone of Wu Sheng and Wu Guan, he felt that Wei Zhuoyan and Mo Li did not seem to have a good relationship.

"This..." Wu Sheng hesitated, not daring to speak.

"You keep saying that the matter of crossing the Tianjiang River has nothing to do with your family... The port where the sunken corpses are salvaged is guarded by a wizarding formation. There are also masters like Chen Zhu. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Pfft! Wu Sheng and Wu Guan resolutely knelt down, sweating on their foreheads, and said, "Lord Mo is just following orders. The salvage port existed before the formation of the big array. The matter of Yulong Village really has nothing to do with my lord. .If there is half a lie, you must not die!!"

No matter what they said, Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng made it clear that they didn't believe it.

The atmosphere also became increasingly tense.

Just when the two were getting ready...

Pan Zhong, who had not spoken for a long time, said, "Why is the surname of the master of the descendants of the ten witches inexplicable?" Wu Sheng and Wu Guan were slightly startled, and turned to look at Pan Zhong.

If it were placed on other occasions, it would be a big taboo for Pan Zhong to call Li by his real name like this.

But this is Motian Pavilion, no matter how ugly things are said by everyone present, they can only listen.

"Everyone can practice cultivation. Lord Moli has a profound cultivation base. I am willing to follow."

Pan Zhong said again:

"Since ancient times, the ten witches have been feared by everyone, and they are good at medicine and divination. The white witchcraft has reached the pinnacle. Since you are descendants of the ten witches, why do you become some people's lackeys?"

running dog?

The faces of Wu Sheng and Wu Guan were a little ugly.

The eyes of the two were on Pan Zhong for a moment.

Before they came, they had done their homework on Motian Pavilion.

In the impression, there is no such person in Motian Pavilion.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Pan Zhong was also calm, and said: "I can't change my name, sit or change my surname. I originally came from Jingming Dao, and now I am a member of the Motian Pavilion. The matter of the Motian Pavilion is my Pan Zhong's business."

Wu Sheng cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that it's Brother Pan... The names of the descendants of the ten witches are not worth showing off. As long as they can serve the imperial court, they will benefit the people of the world."

"Well said." Pan Zhong applauded, "I have asked Mr. Four for advice. In the Tianjiang area, there are not only witchcraft formations, but there are witchcraft traps for hundreds of miles along the river. Even a strong man like Mr. Four encounters They will all be plotted against each other, not to mention the ordinary people who have no power to tie the chicken? When I was in the clear path, I often heard that there was news of the tragic death of the people by the river, how do you explain this?"

Wu Sheng's face changed slightly.

Pan Zhong was speechless.

Lu Zhou still looked at it lightly and did not participate in the discussion of the topic.

Wu Sheng respectfully said: "During Tianjiang, practitioners often approach, and they often harass the local people. With the witchcraft formation, these things have been reduced a lot. There are two sides to the matter, and Brother Pan's statement is unfair."

"Even so... in the great witchcraft formation, the salvaged corpses piled up in the warehouse, and death is a big deal. You have no reverence for the dead, and you are not afraid to go out and be struck to death by lightning!?"

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan took a step back.

Pan Zhong's words shocked the two of them.

"After this incident, we will definitely invite Buddhist masters to recite the sutras, pray for the deceased, and live in bliss!" Wu Sheng said.

This is not enough to say, and even a little guilty.

Pan Zhong laughed and said: "Witchcraft practitioners should ask Buddhist masters to recite the scriptures. If the ten sorcerers hear it, I'm afraid they will be angry with you!"

"you--"

Hit people without hitting them in the face.

What Pan Zhong said was a little serious.

For Wu Sheng and Wu Guan, the ten witches are the awe in their hearts.

How can we tolerate being insulted?

Wu Guan had already rushed out half a step, and Wu Sheng grabbed him forcibly and said, "Brother Pan, I'll be sincere to ask for peace! There is absolutely no intention of making enemies! If I really offend the Motian Pavilion, I'm willing to make amends!"

Wu Sheng was very smart and bowed directly to Lu Zhou.

Regardless of whether it is true or false.

The two Wu Sheng brothers, including the master behind them, Mo Li, probably did not expect Chen Zhu to be captured by the Motian Pavilion.

Chen Zhu is Mo Li's confidant, can Mo Li swallow this breath?

There was silence in the hall.

creak.

A creaking sound came from the direction of Ye Tianxin.

The eyes of Wu Sheng and Wu Guan fell on Ye Tianxin.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes!

Ming Shiyin looked back at the thinking master, and said, "Take her back."

"Yes."

Ye Tianxin is still in a coma, she is meaningless here.

After the female cultivator took Ye Tianxin away.

Lu Zhou slowly got up and walked down the steps.

"If you want to make peace, it's not impossible."

"The pavilion master knows the righteousness, the junior is grateful!" Wu Sheng bowed his body respectfully.

"I'm very curious... The bones of the white people can really break the lifespan?" Lu Zhou suddenly said.

"This……"

Wu Sheng was stunned by this sudden question, hesitating, tangled, and said, "At the moment, I can't."

"Then why continue to salvage?"

"This matter is related to the secrets in the palace! The pavilion master..."

"The tutor will give you steps, you don't even go down, what is confidential or not... Hurry up and say!" Xiao Yuan'er waved her fist.

Lu Zhou said indifferently: "You can leave the Motian Pavilion safely without saying anything. This seat never insists..."

I heard this.

Instead, Wu Sheng shook his head in embarrassment and cupped his hands: "Although this matter is a secret, it has never been broken after ten years, that's all... It is rumored that Baimin has bones and can break longevity. This rumor is not true, and the palace spent a lot of money. It took ten years to know that the one who really broke the lifespan was Bai Min Cheng Huang."

"White people ride yellow?"

"There is Cheng Huang, whose shape is like a fox, with horns on its back, and Cheng's life span is two thousand years old." Wu Sheng said.

Everyone was surprised.

Ming Shiyin even frowned and said, "The name of an alien beast?"

"That's right."

Wu Sheng sighed, "During the battle of Tianjiang that year, Wei Zhuoyan and the black rider Fan Xiuwen trod down all the alien races in Tianjiang. Their real purpose was to find the bones of the white people. Later, they changed their goal and searched for Chenghuang. These even Wei Zhuoyan Fan Xiuwen and I don't know either. The palace suspects that in the first battle, the bones of Huang and Bai people sank to the bottom of the river."

"So, what you really salvaged was Chenghuang? You haven't found it for so many years?" Pan Zhong interjected again.

Wu Sheng shook his head and said, "If we found it, how could there be today's misunderstanding!?"

That's it.

Wu Sheng glanced at Lu Zhou with a calm expression.

He bowed and said, "I have already told the truth... what the pavilion master said before, is it true?"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "This seat has always kept its promises."

"Thank you, pavilion master!"

The two bowed quickly.

"see a visitor out."

"Yes."

When Lu Zhou speaks, others will naturally not stop him.

Watching Wu Sheng and Wu Guan leave Motian Pavilion.

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Soon.

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan came outside the barrier of Jinting Mountain.

When the two left the barrier, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, Motian Pavilion killed Chen Zhu, if we do this, how do we communicate with Lord Mo?" Wu Guan asked worriedly.

"I have my own plans... If I don't pay the capital, how can I let Motian Pavilion relax its guards. The secret of Chenghuang is a powerful medicine! Everyone knows that Ji Tiandao's deadline is approaching, and he knows the secret... Guess what? How is it?" Wu Sheng said.

"Brother, see you." Wu Guan suddenly realized. "I will explain this to Mr. Mo."

"What about Pan Zhong? I didn't expect this thief to take refuge in the Motian Pavilion. Just now, he made a rude remark and insulted the ten witches! It's abominable!"