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Chapter 272 Le Wu escapes from prison (2)

"Three chances to live, yes."

Lu Bi beckoned to Mo Suanzi: "Then, please sit down, let's talk slowly."

The devil's operator smiled, and the counting sticks on his fingers spun quickly, walking slowly past Ah Hu and the others.

When passing by Ah Hu, the magic operator's fingers trembled suddenly, and the thin counting sticks flew out with a 'swish' sound, and stuck in Ah Hu's palm.There was a sound of 'pop', and the counting stick broke into more than ten knots, but there was not even a trace left on Ah Hu's palm.

Mo Suanzi's steps froze, and then he walked to the table.

Ah Hu conveniently picked up a chair from his own table, placed it beside Lu Yu, and said to the magic operator in a low voice, "Look at you, you are a dog-headed military advisor who is very careful... I want to test Master Hu's skills. Let's just say it directly... How about Master Tiger punching you in the face and letting you try your strength?"

Mo Suanzi's face was blushing, and he said with a dry smile: "Hehe...it's hurtful to fight and kill... My disciple of the Magic Suanzong is the least good at hands-on problems that can be solved through negotiation, what are we doing? How about doing it?"

The Magic Suanzi smiled at Lu Yu and Yinyuan: "What do you think? When we monks fight, it's like a war between two countries. No matter the outcome, it will cost a lot... So, the mantra of the ancestors of my Magic Suanzong is, Peace is the most precious!"

Talking nonsense, Mo Suanzi sat on the chair that Ahuti slipped over.

Yinyuan coughed and looked at Mo Suanzi uncomfortably.Then, he sat back to his original position, put down his folding fan, took out a string of scarlet prayer beads from his sleeve, and pinched it in his hand.

Mo Suanzi smiled at the cowardly Yinyuan, and then, his eyes swept across the string of beads, his pupils shrank slightly, like a wild cat that encountered a wild dog, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

After receiving the clean tableware from Ahu, Mo Suanzi poured himself a glass of fruit wine.

Lu Qi coughed lightly, snatched the fruit wine from his hand, stuffed a big bowl for him, and filled it with spirits that would catch fire.

Mo Suanzi sighed, took a sip of the spirits, and said quietly, "I've just figured this out."

"You did a good job in Wuzhou City before. For those sect disciples who came with me, it is a good thing that you captured them alive but did not kill them...Because they were only captured alive, the blood sacrifice was not completed, and the luck of the sect behind them could not be integrated. Holy day."

"Blood sacrifice?" Lu Ni frowned, and he held up a sea bowl. Ah Hu quickly filled the sea bowl with strong wine. Xiaokou, come on, do it."

Mo Suanzi's face twitched violently, he gave a dry laugh, picked up the sea bowl and drank it down in one gulp, a layer of blush suddenly appeared on his fair face.

Ah Hu, immediately refilled Mo Suanzi and Lu Bi with spirits.

"Blood sacrifice, it's a blood sacrifice." The magic operator said quietly: "Yuanlingtian, Extremely Sacred Heaven, and the former Wanmiao Heaven, this side of the three worlds, mutual birth and mutual killing, between worlds, there are infinite mysteries."

"Back then, there was a fierce battle in the Three Realms, and Ji Shengtian was the strongest. Countless tyrannical monks invaded Yuanlingtian, almost annihilating my seedlings in the Yuanlingtian cultivation world, and countless people and low-level monks became slaves... During that time, it was really tragic Can't bear to say."

Lu Qi widened his eyes.

Is it the shattering of the heaven and earth of the most holy heaven?

How did it become, that Ji Shengtian crushed you and Yuan Lingtian beat you up violently?
Yinyuan was playing with the Buddha beads, staring at the magic operator - he was very curious about this kind of gossip in the cultivation world... just as curious as Yu Changle, who was standing beside him with wide-eyed eyes.

"The strength of Ji Shengtian is the strongest in the Three Realms... There is no doubt about it. Especially the Buddhism of Ji Shengtian has a clear structure, strict up and down, and extremely powerful organization. With one order, disciples act like wind and thunder. It’s not like a cultivation sect, but like a secular army.”

Mo Suanzi shook his head in shock: "Anyway, I, Yuan Lingtian, was beaten very badly, very badly."

"However, there are catastrophes in the world, and there will be people who will respond to the catastrophe... I, Yuan Lingtian, also has such a grand master who came from a humble background, but was born in a mine in a certain sect of your Buddhism. A humble miner who doesn't know when he will die underground."

"However, he happened to have a chance in the underground mine, and realized the supreme way of swordsmanship. He fought bloody from that mine, and was chased by countless sects of your Supreme Sacred Heaven. He fought for 300 years, and then a sword Breaking through the sky, cut off the heaven and earth inspiration of your extremely holy heaven. Moreover, in the first battle, beheaded all the masters of your extremely holy heaven who invaded Yuan Lingtian."

"For 300 years, because of him alone, my Yuanlingtian cultivation world has also recovered a bit of vitality. Under the leadership of the Taishang, we came through the sky and counterattacked the invasion of the Holy Heaven."

"That battle was a world-shattering battle. How many sects in your holy sky were completely wiped out, and how many sects' inheritances were cut off?"

"It was also that battle. The three great Supreme Immortal Sects of your Supreme Sacred Heaven all used the method of suppressing the bottom of the box that would be used when the sect's descendants were extinct. They hit the Supreme Supreme with one blow, and they will follow the Supreme Supreme to invade the Supreme Sage. Ninety-ninety percent of the heavenly army of monks has been wiped out."

"Both will suffer... the general result is like this."

"But my Yuan Ling's heaven and earth intelligence is intact, and your extremely holy heaven and earth intelligence..."

Mo Suanzi shook his head slightly: "Back then, Taishang's sword was finally blocked by your supreme power of Ji Shengtian, leaving Ji Shengtian with the last hope."

"In today's extremely holy sky, the spirit of heaven and earth is being restored, and the whole world is being reborn."

"The revived world's inspiration will be like an eggshell, enveloping the whole world... We low-strength disciples can still invade through some small gaps, but those powerful seniors with terrifying strength, they seem to be locked in The thieves outside the door, it is impossible for them to come in."

Lu Bi nodded slowly, and forced Mo Suanzi to have a big bowl with him.

Ah Hu graciously filled up the two of them.

The magic operator took a breath of alcohol, and said in a deep voice: "The blood sacrifice is a key...letting the disciples die in the most holy heaven, this is a kind of sacrifice to the most holy heaven, the outstanding disciples who were once hostile to the world Falling here will speed up the recovery of the Holy Spirit."

"And these outstanding disciples are all entangled with the luck of their own sect and family."

"After they died, their luck merged into the Holy Heaven, and their corresponding sects, families... especially the elders of the family, it was like holding a key and opening a door, and they could step into the Holy Heaven."

Lu Qi frowned.

He thought of the children from the big families of those sects he met in Wuzhou City.Listening to their proud self-introductions, they are all the top sons of the family in their own sect, and in the sect, they are all true disciples.

"You guys have invested a lot of money!" Lu Yu looked at the magic operator with a strange expression.

"Isn't that right? Even a contemporary senior brother of the Magic Suanzong like me, who bears the name of the sect, has thrown out the magic operator." The magic operator shuddered: "Before we leave, tell us Yes, it's not the truths I figured out by myself..."

"Before departure, the elders of the various sects said well that from now on, Jishengtian will be our resource and our slave circle, but Yuanlingtian has so many sects, whoever occupies more and who occupies less, It depends on the means of our respective sects."

"So, we were sent out to make an outpost."

"However, they didn't tell us that we would be the ones sacrificed by blood!"

The magic operator murmured: "In Wuzhou City, when the first wave of disciples we arrived did those things without thinking, I felt something was wrong... As a result, the first batch of disciples were captured alive by you in Wuzhou City." Many, but in the end their respective sects sent down the second batch of disciples, and then they attacked Wuzhou City, resulting in heavy casualties!"

The magic operator shook his head: "According to the plan that the sect told us, there will not be a second batch of disciples in the next ten years."

"But how long have we come down? The second batch of disciples has been sent down."

"Besides, it doesn't make any sense. I haven't even gotten involved to contribute to the flames. They took the initiative to bump their heads into Wuzhou City, and their brains were scattered everywhere... That's obvious."

Mo Suanzi sighed: "Thinking about it, at this moment, the great powers of sects and families have already invaded the Extreme Holy Heaven?"

"I just don't know how many people they came in, and what kind of cultivation they have?"

The magic operator looked at Lu Yan: "This news, in exchange for three chances to save my life, is it not a loss? If Lord Weiyang thinks it is not appropriate, I can use what I know about the basic situation of many sects in Yuanlingtian, Also hand it over to Lord Weiyang..."

Lu Yan looked at the magic operator in a daze for a long time, and then raised the bowl: "Daoist magic operator, you are quite talented! Hey!"

at the same time.

To the west of the imperial city, there is an underground secret prison for guarding the palace.

The secret prison of the Shougongjian was not built by Dayin himself, but, like the underground space of the Secret History Supervisor, it was reconstructed by using the underground buildings left over from the previous dynasties.

The corridors of the secret prison are clean and spacious, and each corridor is large enough to accommodate ten carriages walking side by side.The cells on both sides of the corridor are at least ten feet long and wide, and more than five feet high.

Moreover, like the underground space of the Secret History Supervisor, these corridors, cells, and walls are all made of unknown materials. Through the changing lights and light, one can faintly see that the walls, floors, and ceilings have large strips. Large and small magnificent lines looming.

Le Wu was held in such a cell.

His cultivation base was completely sealed, and his strength became not much stronger than that of ordinary people. He was clasping the small window on the prison door with both hands, screaming at the top of his voice.

"I am the general, I am the uncle of the country, I am the general, I am the uncle of the country!"

"I am the emperor's brother-in-law...I am the prince's real uncle!"

"You dogs, let me out...let me out...I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor..."

These days, Le Wu has been subjected to some tricks from the palace guards.He has almost explained the various people he deployed in the court and in Dayin, the means of ambush, and even the secrets of his concubine and lover that he kept privately outside.

Le Wu was unwilling to fall from the pinnacle of power, and never had a chance to stand up again.

He pondered... maybe when he saw Yinxie and cried a few times, there was no chance of redemption?Anyway, the matter of framing Yinxiu's personal conquest of the army back then has nothing to do with him!

perhaps……

A gust of wind flashed by, and an old man with long hair, eyebrows, and long beard all blood-colored, eyes glistening with blood, pale skin and lips quietly appeared behind Le Wu.

"Hehe, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

The old man put his hand on the back of Le Wu's neck, and asked him in a dark voice.

(End of this chapter)