Chapter 1861: Big Disciple of Kuzhuzhai

Qin Shubao was stunned, staring at the Primordial Golden Lotus, his green pupils gleaming with an inexplicable look, seemingly more agitated than he got himself.
"Old Qin, what exactly does this thing do?" Lu Yi asked.
"You'll know then." Qin Shubao didn't say much.
This made Lu Yi more curious.
"Om!"
Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook as if an earthquake occurred. Then, the golden lotus in the sky disappeared and turned into an ordinary lotus.
Lu Yi transplanted the lotus flower into the space ring, and then asked Qin Shubao: "Old Qin, where do we go next?"
"I listen to you." Qin Shubao said dumbly.
"Then continue to kill!" Lu Yi said.
"it is good!"
The two set off again, breaking through three cities in one day, and beheading more than one hundred Dragon Gate masters. At this time, the news that Feng Yixue and others had died gradually spread.
Suddenly the world shook.
"Crazy, who is so arrogant who dares to challenge Ku Zhuzhai?"
"Break through more than a dozen cities, behead countless masters, and even several disciples of Elder Kuzhuzhai have been beheaded. Who is so capable?"
"too crazy."
"Who did Ku Zhuzhai offend and suffered such a vengeance?"
"The person who shot is definitely a super expert, otherwise it would be impossible to kill so many people."
In the realm of cultivation, countless people are speculating about who Kuzhuzhai has offended. Of course, there are still some people who have seen Kuzhuzhai's master being killed and the city destroyed.
"Good kill! Damn the of Kuzhuzhai!"
"Hateful, I am not strong enough, otherwise I will go to Kuzhuzhai to kill once."
"Happy! Ku Zhuzhai has bullied others for so many years, and finally someone has taken care of them."
"The people who killed Kuzhuzhai are really righteous men, and we all look up to them!"
There are also some superpowers who are worried.
"People even dared to kill the people from Kuzhuzhai. What sect does not dare to provoke? I have given an order that from today onwards, the disciples under the sect must stay in the sect to practice. Without my order, they can't get out of the mountain.
The leader of a big power issued an order.
"From now on, all disciples under the sect must guard themselves and practice earnestly, and ignore everything else, otherwise they will be responsible for the consequences."
Another elder of the Great Teacher said.
A million miles away.
This is the headquarters of Kuzhuzhai.
Looking around, the aura is strong and the mountains are endless. The mountains are covered with verdant bamboos, and the seven peaks stand tall and scattered, like the Big Dipper.
On the top of the mountain, there are huge palaces one after another, and some are simply built in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairy palace.
On the tallest mountain, in a quaint palace, at this time, the air is about to freeze and it's quiet to be photographed.
On the seat in the center under the palace, there was an old man sitting. He has white hair and white beard, arched back, wearing a purple robe, holding an emerald green bamboo stick in his left hand and a teacup in his right hand, and looks old-fashioned.
"I asked you to investigate, how is the investigation?" the old man asked, his voice very soft, it seemed that he would be breathless in the next sentence.
"Elder Hui, I am incompetent. I have found nothing after investigating." A middle-aged man in black bowed and replied.
A few people in black followed him, all with their heads down.
"Getting nothing? Tell me, how did Qianlong die? How did Kundi die? How did Feng Yixue die? How did Qilin die?" The old man continued to ask.
"I waited for the investigation, but nothing was found. Except for the traces of the fighting, all other traces were erased." The man in black replied.
"So, you didn't investigate anything?"
"Subordinates are incompetent..."
Snapped!
The teacup in the hands of the white-haired old man fell to the ground and shattered in an instant.
"The subordinates are not doing well, please punish the elder." The man in black was so scared that he knelt on the ground, and the people behind him also knelt down.
"The enemy has broken through more than a dozen cities, killed thousands of Dragon Gate masters, and killed four of my disciples. Among them, there are three of them who are strong in the gods. I ask you to investigate, but you are good, and you have nothing. , You don’t even know who the enemy is, you say, what use do I want you to do?"
As soon as the white-haired old man said this, the people in black were even more frightened, buried their heads on the ground, and begged for mercy: "The subordinates are incompetent, please forgive me."
"It's incompetent, what's the use of you!" The white-haired old man waved his hand, and in an instant, a group of black-clothed people turned into a blood mist and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
The strong saint shot, and disappeared.
"Report!"
At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
"In!"
The old man turned around and sat down in the chair again.
Deng Deng stare!
A strong man from the God-passing realm quickly walked in from outside the door, entered the hall, thumped and knelt on the ground, and respectfully said: "Report to the great elder, the third elder asks the villain to report that the tomb of the saint is about to open, please the great elder make a decision."
"Is the tomb of the saints going to be opened?" The old man's eyes flickered and said: "Tell me the decree, I will teach the Longmen realm master to return to the headquarters within seven days."
"Yes!"
The strong man in the god-passing realm responded and retired respectfully.
Quiet was restored in the hall.
"Qi Tian!"
After a long time, the old man said softly.
"The disciple is here!" A voice suddenly sounded in the quiet hall, and then, a slender figure appeared beside the old man.
He is very young, he looks only in his twenties, he is dressed in a black gown, a golden crown and hair, sword eyebrows and star eyes. He is very handsome. He is in the secular world. .
The old man raised his head and glanced at the young man, a smile appeared on the old face, and he said with satisfaction: "Yes, I have already been promoted to the realm of the gods. In a few years, I can rest assured that I will hand Ku Zhuzhai into your hands. ."
"The disciple is still young and needs to be tempered." The youth is neither humble nor overbearing.
This makes the old man even more satisfied.
"Recently, our Kuzhuzhai has been eventful!" The old man sighed for a long time.
"Master, if there is anything I need to do, please tell me," the young man said.
"Your junior brother Ganlong, Kundi, Feng Yixue and Qilin were all killed. I need you to go out and find out who did it," the old man said.
"Master, rest assured, I will not let Master down," the young man assured.
The old man nodded and said with a smile: "You are our eldest disciple of Kuzhuzhai, and the youngest master in the realm of God. You are very confident as a teacher. But now we know that the enemy is dark, you need to be more careful."
Having said this, the old man took out a golden scroll from his arms and handed it to the young man, saying: "This is the decree I wrote down myself. In a critical moment, he can save your life."