Chapter 56 He is the miracle of life
A hundred miles outside Beiluo City.
Wolong Ridge.
The long and narrow Wolong Ridge looks like a dragon lying flat on the plain when viewed from the side, exuding a depressing atmosphere.
A carriage was speeding on the not-so-flat ground.
We drove straight ahead and arrived at the foot of Wolong Ridge.
However, without the official road, the road to Wolongling was not easy to travel, and the carriage was shaking violently.
Soon, the carriage stopped and the driver's forehead was covered with sweat.
Lu Mudui walked out holding a green bamboo stick and told the driver to wait for him here.
He looked at Wolong Ridge and stroked the three copper coins. Wolong Ridge, like a giant dragon, inexplicably brought him tremendous pressure, as if a pair of intimidating eyes were staring at him, making his fingers holding the copper coins twitch slightly.
"Is there a chance for immortality in Wolong Ridge?"
Lu Mudui took a deep breath, put on a white shirt, a bamboo stick and straw sandals, and went straight into the mountains.
After walking along the rugged mountain road for a long time, the sense of oppression in the air became stronger and stronger.
far away.
A dark-skinned mountain villager, carrying a bamboo basket on his back, rushed out of the woods with a panicked and terrified look on his face.
Lu Mu's eyes lit up and he stopped the other person.
"Run away! There's a monster about to come out of the mountain!"
"That monster eats people!"
The mountain people are simple and honest. Naizu Xingzi and Lu Mu described the weirdness deep in Wolong Ridge in horror.
Lu Mu frowned as he listened, his expression becoming more serious.
Seeing that Lu Mudui was still going into the mountains after their persuasion, the mountain people ignored him, turned around and walked away with a look of fear on their faces.
After the mountain people disappeared.
Lu Mu took a deep breath, tapped lightly with the bamboo stick, and continued to go deeper.
In the deep and secluded Wolong Ridge, there seemed to be a strange roar spreading, startling the birds and crows and causing them to fly away.
Finally, Lu Mudui arrived at the horrific and strange place described by the mountain people.
The trees were gone, replaced by a huge, deep pit.
Lu Mu was full of disbelief, the brilliance of the big pit was reflected in his pupils. Outside the big pit, there was a light blue thing like an eggshell, reflecting the light, shining brightly.
The oppressive atmosphere emanated from the "eggshell".
Lu Mu's body was shaking.
Immortal fate!
The immortal fate that Young Master Lu talked about...really appeared!
Lu Mudui stepped forward step by step. In front of Xianyuan, he could not control his calmness.
He came to the light blue "eggshell".
The "eggshell" was somewhat transparent. He stared at it intently and could vaguely see a majestic portal to an underground palace inside!
This is definitely a secret place of immortality!
Young Master Lu did not lie to him! Lu Mu's face flushed red, and he kept moving his face closer to the light blue "eggshell", as if he wanted to see clearly what the underground palace inside the "eggshell" looked like.
suddenly……
At the other end of the "eggshell", a dark shadow emerged.
A white eyeball suddenly stuck to the "eggshell" at the other end, facing Lu Mudui's eyeball...
Lu Mu suddenly felt a chill spreading from the soles of his feet.
In an instant, a terrifying feeling of oppression was released from the other end of the "eggshell".
Buzz...
The air seemed to ripple, brushing over Lu Mudui's body.
With a "pu" sound, he vomited blood.
The man in white was covered in blood, holding onto his bamboo stick and retreating continuously, his face full of fear...
Sure enough, this "eggshell" must be the protection of the immortal fate. Without the "Heaven and Earth Qi Order" mentioned by Young Master Lu, it would be impossible to open it and enter it.
Lu Mu made an instant judgment in his mind.
After fear comes ecstasy...
Immortal fate is real!
He laughed like a madman in front of the "eggshell".
Then he ran away holding the bamboo stick.
The whole world will be shaken by this immortal fate.
…
On the shore of Beiluo Lake.
The solemn atmosphere gradually dissipated.
Mo Liuqi fainted, fell to the ground, and was covered in blood.
The imperial teacher's wide robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and cold sweat soaked his back.
This assassin... had some tricks, and he almost got caught.
"Master, how do we deal with this assassin?"
In the wheelchair, Lu Fan chuckled, looked at the national teacher, and said.
After all, the assassin was the imperial master, and the one who was frightened was also the imperial master. To deal with the assassin, one still has to ask for his opinion.
The Imperial Master calmed down at this moment and smiled: "It is all your credit to subdue this assassin, Ping An. You can deal with him however you want."
The Imperial Master was very good at dealing with people, so how could he not see that Lu Fan had developed feelings for the assassin?
Lu Fan nodded, "Uncle Luo, take this assassin to jail. I will personally interrogate him later."
Luo Yue was still in shock, and when he heard Lu Fan's words, he hurriedly bowed.
“Yes.”
Afterwards, he ordered people to tie Mo Liuqi up.
When Mo Liuqi was tied up, a pearl hairpin fell from his waist.
Lu Fan waved his hand, and the pearl hairpin automatically flew into his hand.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
This was a cheap pearl hairpin with crude workmanship, on which were two words "A Zhu" engraved crookedly. Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Liuqi.
Everyone gathered their thoughts and headed towards Lu's residence.
Because of the assassination, the atmosphere was less relaxed.
In Lu Mansion.
Jing Yue was sitting on a stone chair bored. He was playing with his sword, using one finger to support the upright sword so that it would not twist and fall.
Center of the yard.
Mo Tianyu's hair was disheveled, his lips were cracked, the blood on his face had dried, and his eyelids were drooping.
"Don't sleep. If you fall asleep, you won't wake up. If you don't wake up, the young master will make trouble for me."
Jing Yue glanced at Mo Tianyu's head sticking out from the ground and said.
"As the chief disciple of Confucianism, it's really unheard of for you to end up like this."
"Look at you, why are you pretending to be so arrogant? Isn't it better to live a low-key life like me?"
"If you can't fight, run. If you can't run, beg for mercy. Only by surviving can you have hope of enjoying the future life."
"You are lucky. City Lord Lu is here to plead for you. You know the last person who pretended to be cool in front of the young master like you, his body is now cold. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Jing Yue talked a lot while playing with the sword.
Mo Tianyu's face turned slightly red with anger.
“Shut… Shut…”
Mo Tianyu protested weakly.
"Do you want me to shut up? If you wanted me to shut up, just say it earlier. How would I know you wanted me to shut up if you didn't tell me?" Jing Yue said while playing with the sword.
Mo Tianyu almost couldn't breathe.
He's already so miserable, yet he still finds a chatterbox to drive him crazy.
Is Young Master Lu a devil? Suddenly.
Jing Yue, who was still preparing to reason with Mo Tianyu, put the sword into the sword case and stood up straight with a serious look.
There was a rustling sound outside the courtyard.
The figure of Lu Fan sitting in a wheelchair appeared. Beside him, the white-haired national teacher in a wide robe also walked forward, accompanied by Lu Changkong.
A group of people entered the courtyard.
The first thing he saw was Mo Tianyu, who was buried with only his head left.
"Young Master!"
Jing Yue saw Lu Fan and smiled flatteringly, "This guy is not dead. He almost died several times, but I touched him and made him feel the beauty of life. He survived. He is a miracle of life."
Lu Fan glanced at Jing Yue.
Lu Fan was speechless about this sword master who had no moral integrity at all.
The Imperial Master looked at Mo Tianyu's miserable condition, stroked his beard, and shook his head with a complicated expression.
"This evil disciple has caused trouble for you, Ping An."
The national teacher said.
In the wheelchair, Lu Fan smiled.
"It's nothing, just a casual touch."
Afterwards, light blue air surged around Lu Fan.
Now, he is becoming more and more adept at controlling his spiritual pressure.
Reiatsu surged into the ground.
Bang! With a slight sound, Mo Tianyu's body was suddenly squeezed out from the ground and rushed towards the sky.
"Jingyue, catch him."
Lu Fan withdrew his spiritual pressure and said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Jing Yue moved instantly, using his Qinggong skills to jump up and roll up the fallen leaves in the yard.
He held the fallen Mo Tianyu in his arms.
Accompanied by flying fallen leaves, it slowly fell into the yard, spinning in the air.
(End of this chapter)