"Shang Nan has quite a few secrets, and he's actually a spy!"
After leaving the Yiwangtai, Lu Zhong looked at the direction where Shang Nan retreated sadly, feeling a little sad.
Shang Nan: The left elder of the Patrol Hall of Yan Sect, a great cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, practicing the "Red Sun Flame Spirit Diagram", one of the nine fundamental methods of Yan Sect. More than ten years ago, he was secretly injured while traveling, which damaged his foundation and his life span is coming to an end. He has now secretly defected to the Huanglian Sect and is under its control.
Note 1: Shang Nan was determined to get the position of the Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace. Huang Lianzong and he planned to take advantage of the convenience of the Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace and work together with the hidden agents in the Demon Suppression Palace to open the evil veins and release the evil energy of the earth veins to destroy the foundation of Yanzong in one fell swoop.
Note 2: The evil vein contains the fire evil energy accumulated in the Red Lung Earth Fire Palace for countless years. Once it erupts, it is enough to burst the earth's orifices, causing the earth for thousands of miles to overturn and turn into a natural disaster of earth fire.
Note 3: There is another evil spirit corpse hidden deep in the evil vein. Once the evil vein is broken, the corpse will be resurrected and cause disaster of the corpse god.
As many innate inspirations were flashing in his mind, the gray stone deep within Lu Zhong's soul trembled slightly, emitting a strong sense of desire!
Lu Zhong suppressed the strange look in his eyes.
The first message was fine, but the second and third messages were really shocking.
Such a shocking secret is hidden in the Demon-Suppressing Hall among the six great halls.
This time, he accidentally ruined the other party's plan.
After everyone left, several figures came forward.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother, for actually cultivating such a supreme and wonderful method as the 'Three Thousand Flame Divine Body'. It's truly eye-opening!"
"Yes, I arrived a step too late and missed such a grand occasion. I didn't get to see Senior Brother Lu's magnificent performance on the court. What a pity!"
Duan He was the first to speak, followed by others who hurried over to offer a toast.
Zhujiu was wearing a green shirt and looked to be in his twenties. His cultivation was not very high and he had just established his foundation not long ago.
However, it is the most superior celestial foundation.
Laying the foundation is the second step in spiritual practice. There are many ways to lay the foundation, such as building the foundation with divine blood, building the foundation with divine objects, building the foundation with celestial phenomena, building the foundation with auspicious signs, and the most miraculous way is to build the foundation with the Dao of Transformation.
The celestial foundation is built with the help of gods or the visions of heaven and earth themselves, and it is also one of the best foundations.
Compared with Wei Ming and Duan He, Zhujiu is more talkative.
"Don't feel sorry. The sect has many magical scrolls. With your talents, there will always be one that suits you!"
He casually greeted a few junior brothers and drank the free chicken soup.
"Practice hard, I have high hopes for you guys!"
"Especially you, Fourth Junior Brother. Your good fortune is envied by everyone in the sect!"
Hearing this, several fellow disciples couldn't help but laugh.
"Senior Brother Lu is still the same!"
Wei Ming and Zhujiu both shook their heads secretly. Duan He just said congratulations and then stood aside. He, who loved to play around, suddenly looked very quiet at this moment. His eyes seemed to be restless and full of thoughts.
After waiting for Wei Ming and Zhujiu to leave, he hesitantly walked up to Lu Zhong.
"Junior Brother Duan, you seem to be worried?"
Lu Zhong looked at Duan He with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Duan He's condition was somewhat obvious.
If it were as usual, Lu Zhong would not bother to stop.
If it weren't for that letter, Lu Chongti wouldn't even mention it.
It was the information that was inexplicably sent by someone before going to Qi Yan Mansion.
The person who delivered the letter was the sixth junior brother Duan He.
"Duan He!"
Just then a low voice came from the side.
Hearing this voice, Duan He turned his head and immediately controlled the emotions on his face.
“Master!”
Lu Zhong also turned sideways and stood aside.
Yan Muling walked over from the side. He looked leisurely and his steps were as fast as the wind. Before he knew it, he was beside Duan He.
At this moment he looked reproachful:
"You lazy monkey! I've only given you a few words, and you've already started slacking off again. If the precious elixir in my alchemy room fails, I won't let you off easily!"
Hearing this, Duan He showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Master, I'm just following you out here to watch the fun. It's rare to see Senior Brother Lu display his prowess, and I can't miss this excitement!"
His face regained its usual playful smile, and when he saw Yan Muling's eyes looking at him with a hint of stern scrutiny, he quickly said, "Master, don't worry. I will go back and guard the alchemy room now. I will never ruin your furnace of precious pills!"
As he said this, he quickly left from a side road.
Yan Muling shook his head, a sigh on his face. "This naughty monkey is such a worry!"
"If he could be half as steady as you, I would feel relieved!"
Beside him, Lu Zhong did not speak. He wanted to take the opportunity to get close to Duan He and use his innate spiritual power to find out Duan He's background, but his plan was ruined by Yan Muling.
After seeing everyone leave, Yan Muling led Lu Chong to two ancient towering trees nearby.
"Disciple, since you have exposed your Three Thousand Flame Divine Body, I would like you to do something for me. Are you willing?"
Lu Zhong's expression shifted as he recalled the message Yan Muling had given him earlier. He immediately made a guess: "Master, please speak!"
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and Yan Muling suddenly fell silent. He turned his eyes and took a closer look at Lu Zhong before saying, "How about this, wait until you get the inherited magic weapon from the Demon Suppression Palace first, and then I'll talk to you in detail in a few days!"
"Is that so? That's fine!"
Lu Chong had long been accustomed to Yan Muling's inconsistency and suspicion.
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Demon Suppression Hall
A huge brass palace stands on a barren mountain, and the evil aura makes the surrounding mountains filled with a desolate atmosphere.
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