"Yes, Emperor Gaozu specifically asked for you." Zuo Jingzun nodded respectfully.
"this?"
Zuo Kuangyin was surprised to hear Zuo Shengying specifically looking for Zhu Mo.
Mr. Ying probably doesn’t know Zhu Mo at all, so why is he suddenly looking for him?
"Then please move, Master Zhu."
Zuo Kuangyin personally took Zhu Mo to Zuo Shengying's residence.
Zuo Shengying's residence is ordinary, with only two rooms and a small courtyard.
"Master Zhu, this is it. You go in by yourself, we'll wait for you outside the door." Zuo Kuangyin stopped outside.
"good."
As soon as I took a step forward, the door of the house opened slowly and automatically.
As if blown away by a gust of wind.
Zhu Mo was stunned at first, then stepped in.
After entering and closing the door, I saw that the room was dimly lit.
There seemed to be a few lights in the distance emitting a faint blue light.
"Blue fire...is it a ghost fire?" Zhu Mo frowned slightly.
I have heard of blue will-o'-the-wisp, but this is the first time I have seen a will-o'-the-wisp used as a lamp.
"Will-o'-the-wisp?"
"This is not a will-o'-the-wisp, but a spark." A powerful and majestic voice came from inside the house.
This voice doesn't sound like that of a man over 140 years old.
The figure under the blue fire in front gradually became clearer.
Just by looking at that figure, Zhu Mo felt that he was emitting an invisible oppressive force, making him feel as if he was in a bottomless abyss.
His aura alone is so powerful that he is worthy of being recognized by old man Jia Xin.
"I am Zhu Mo, the head of the Zhu family in Tianjing. I'd like to greet Senior Zuo." Zhu Mo walked forward and bowed slightly to him.
After all, he is an old man over 140 years old and should be very concerned about etiquette.
The figure made a sound and waved his hand: "Don't play tricks on me, young master. You are not that kind of person at all. Don't try to fool me."
"Look at the demonic power hidden in your body. Even I am afraid of it."
As he spoke, Zuo Shengying, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly stood up:
"The rage emanating from you is almost rushing into my face. That thing has killed enough people to build another eighteen levels of hell."
Zhu Mo was ashamed.
His words made Zhu Mo understand why that little brat Zuo Jingzun was so afraid of him.
It turned out that it was because of the demonic power in his body.
"I didn't expect that Senior Zuo is still so humorous at his age. Hell is not a prison, so how can we just build it if we want to?"
At this time, Zuo Shengying's complete appearance was fully revealed.
He was wearing a somewhat gray robe and had an upright figure.
That face was covered with traces of time, and the deep wrinkles seemed to be the marks left by time, recording his long life.
However, the amazing thing is that even though he lived to the age of 140, his face looked younger than his actual age.
The years have not left too many traces on his face, but instead have given his appearance a strange glow.
This made Zhu Mo doubt Zuo Shengying's real age.
"Are you looking for me?" Zhu Mo asked softly, his Adam's apple rolling.
Zuo Shengying raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Didn't you want to find me?"
Zuo Shengying's words left Zhu Mo speechless for a moment. He couldn't let this old man, whose life span was unknown, use secret techniques to calculate the location of the Holy City, right?
How presumptuous.
As if he had guessed Zhu Mo's thoughts, Zuo Shengying narrowed his eyes and smiled wickedly: "I didn't expect that the young master is so proud. This is very different from your style."
"Well..."
"I had expected you to come, and I have already asked you for the answers you wanted to know." Zuo Shengying raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile.
"Are you referring to the location of the holy city?" Zhu Mo's eyes gleamed with brilliance.
Zhu Mo didn't expect that the old guy could figure out what he wanted to know on his own without him asking.
"What is your purpose? Why do you waste your life force to help a stranger like me use mystical skills?"
Zhu Mo was puzzled and didn't know why Zuo Shengying did this.
"What I am doing is naturally the future of my Tianxing Sect."
"The Tianxing Sect has been in this Tingshan for hundreds of years. Although it looks glamorous on the surface, it has actually long been in decline."
Speaking of this, 140-year-old Zuo Shengying was depressed:
"It is estimated that the Tianxing Sect will become history in less than a few decades. Now the only ones we can rely on are your Zhu family or the four major families."
"How do you want me to help you?" Zhu Mo was puzzled.
"Into the secular world, the many sects that are still doing well in the modern era are those that have successfully transformed. Our Tianxing Sect did not catch up at that time..."
At this point, Zhu Mo also completely understood what he meant: "Don't worry, as long as you hand over the location of the Holy City to me, the Tianxing Sect will gain a foothold in Yan Country under the protection of our Zhu family."
"I promise you, when this is over, I will establish a family rule that as long as the Zhu family exists, we will protect your Tianxing Sect."
"Okay, then I feel relieved." After saying that, Zuo Shengying slowly raised his index finger.
A dazzling blue light flashed on the index finger.
The blue light shuttled through the air like a blue electric current, and penetrated directly into Zhu Mo's pale forehead.
At that moment, Zhu Mo felt as if a breeze was blowing through his mind, and his thoughts were flying.
The exact location of the Holy City, Zhu Mo, got it!
Zhu Mo closed his eyes slightly, gently pressed his forehead, and slowly opened his eyes full of brilliance: "But, what you have done is not enough to fulfill my promise."
"I am not only the head of the Zhu family, I am also a businessman."
Hearing Zhu Mo's words, Zuo Shengying's face suddenly changed, but he smiled immediately: "Young Master, you are really a smart person. What else do you want me to do? I am an old man, and there is only so much I can promise you."
Zhu Mo's mouth corners curled up in a strange arc, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.
His smile was like a drop of black ink, dripping into the endless darkness, making people feel a creepy chill.
It was the kind of smile that gave people a sense of foreboding, as if suggesting that an unknown conspiracy was brewing.
Even Zuo Shengying couldn't help feeling ashamed, as he couldn't figure out what this little guy was up to.
"I sincerely invite Senior Zuo to accompany me to visit the Holy City."
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