Penglai Divine Sect, on the spirit boat.

Sect Master Nalan said: "From the day the Four Techniques Grand Ceremony ended, four months later, I will enter the Penglai Ancient Secret Realm. ”

"This time, once I go, it will take nearly two months on the road."

"In other words, we only have two months to make specific arrangements for the entry quota of the Ancient Secret Realm."

As he spoke, Sect Master Nalan looked at Luo Fu and said, "Winning the championship in the four techniques has given my Penglai Divine Sect 50,000 entry quotas. ”

"And the inner sect of my Divine Sect, there are ten sects, how should these 50,000 places be allocated, here, this sect master wants to ask Luo Fu for your opinion."

"Me?" Luo Fu was slightly surprised.

Sect Master Nalan nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, my Divine Sect can get 50,000 places, and you have made great contributions." ”

"Therefore, this sect has the privilege of giving you the right to participate in the development of the quota allocation plan."

There are some things that cannot be said explicitly.

But Sect Master Nalan's hint is actually very clear.

As long as Luo Fu is willing, Luo Fu can fight for more places for Qiankun Pavilion.

This is not partiality, but Luo Fu fought for it himself.

Luo Fu smiled slightly and said, "Sect Master, how did you arrange your own earliest plan?" ”

Sect Master Nalan said: "The original plan of this sect master was to arrange a big competition between the inner sects, so that the ten major sects could compete, and there were many capable people. ”

"However, as we all know, this is not fair to your Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion, because your sect only has a total of 50,000 disciples."

"So, this sect master wants to ask your opinion."

Luo Fu set his eyes on Concubine Nangong and said, "The disciple has just entered the Inner Sect and is not familiar with the Inner Sect, so let Concubine Nangong make a decision on behalf of the disciple." ”

After all, Concubine Nangong is the chief of Luo Fu, and Luo Fu doesn't want to overstep his bounds.

The second elder hurriedly stood up and said to Concubine Nangong: "Chief, this elder thinks that my Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion has made the greatest contribution to the entry quota. ”

"Therefore, I hope that the chief can fight for 10,000 entry places for my four arts!"

"It shouldn't be too much."

There are a total of 50,000 places, and the Four Techniques Qiankun Pavilion has 10,000, which is really not too much.

The rest of the elders also looked at Concubine Nangong expectantly.

Concubine Nangong's chief beauty lowered her eyes, and after a little muttering, she hugged her fists at Sect Master Nalan and said, "Sect Master Qiqi, the disciple thinks that it is better to follow your original plan. ”

"Chief!" The elders of the Qiankun Pavilion were shocked.

Concubine Nangong was unmoved, and continued: "Entering the Ancient Secret Realm is not to travel the mountains and rivers, but to compete with other four god-level sects for the treasures of the Secret Realm, and the final ranking of the trial is even more important. ”

"If you give the quota to some disciples who are not strong, it is not to help them, but to send them to die."

"Therefore, the disciple thinks that your selection battle is indeed the wisest choice."

Sect Master Nalan smiled with satisfaction, and then asked Luo Fu's opinion with his eyes.

Luo Fu said: "The chief is right, which sect is stronger, more entry places will be allocated, and there is no better solution." ”

"Okay." Sect Master Nalan waved his hand and said, "It's decided." ”

"Sect Master, the disciple has one more thing to ask for." Luo Fu said.

Sect Master Nalan smiled gently at Luo Fu: "Luo Fu, you just open your mouth." ”

At the moment, Luo Fu has already become a big celebrity in front of the Nalan Sect Master, as long as Luo Fu's requirements are not excessive, they can basically be satisfied.

Immediately, Luo Fu said his thoughts and said, "The time to go back to Penglai Divine Sect is still twenty-five days. ”

"The disciple wants to borrow your mustard seed space-time tower for use, and there are two Eight Treasure Saint Pills of the best holy rank, which need to be refined for you and the chief."

"These two pills can help you two eliminate bottlenecks and demons, and the road of cultivation from now on will be smooth."

Regarding this matter, Luo Fu gave an explanation during the ceremony, and the sect master and chief knew about it.

Sect Master Nalan was overjoyed and said, "It's rare that Luo Fu still remembers this!" I have a heart. ”

Subsequently, the Nalan Sect Master sacrificed the Mustard Seed Time and Space Tower and let Luo Fu enter.

The rest of the time, Luo Fu entered the tower and began to perform alchemy.

……

Wandao Immortal Palace.

The inner palace, the major sacred mountains, the fairy mountains, and the Tianshan Mountains are full of guests, pushing the cups and changing the lamps, and the atmosphere is warm.

In order to show his generosity, Emperor Yuwen prepared a generous gift and distributed gifts to every monk who was willing to stay to participate in the banquet of the Immortal Palace.

At the same time, it also fulfilled the promise made in the middle of the ceremony, and distributed all the pills, instruments, arrays, and talismans refined by the Wandao Immortal Palace during the Four Techniques Festival to all guests in the form of a lottery.

For a while, it was very lively!

Palazzo della Virgin, the main hall.

On a huge round table, Emperor Yuwen sat with extremely cold faces, drinking sullen wine one by one.

The saint Su Wan'er, with her hands hanging down naturally, stood aside and waited.

Compared with the lively scenes of the peaks outside the main hall, the atmosphere here is very depressing.

"Wan'er, in a while, the leaders of the other three major sects will come."

When Su Wan'er heard this, she nodded and said, "Yes, the disciple has prepared the high-grade wine banquet, just waiting for you to take your seats." ”

Emperor Yuwen put down his wine glass, his eyes narrowed, and a fierce anger flashed in his eyes: "Before that, the palace master has something to tell you." ”

"On the Four Techniques Grand Ceremony, although Na Luo Fu did not make a clear statement, the palace master can see that he has a secret affection for you."

Su Wan'er never expected that Emperor Yuwen would suddenly mention this matter.

On the peerless face, two red clouds quietly flew up, and he hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The disciple is dedicated to cultivation, and he has no mind to ......."

"Nope." Emperor Yuwen directly interrupted Su Wan'er, he gritted his teeth, and said in a vicious voice: "Four months later, it will be the day when the Penglai Ancient Secret Realm will be opened. ”

"This palace master, I hope you can use Luo Fu's good impression of you to get rid of him secretly!"

Su Wan'er's delicate face suddenly rose, and her big eyes were full of disbelief.

She didn't expect that Emperor Yuwen would say such a thing.

"Palace Master!?"

"However, Na Luo gave Wan'er the best holy pill, this is a life-saving grace, Wan'er ......"

Syllable!

Yuwen Huangji slapped the table viciously, and a pair of cold eyes glared at him: "You only remember Luo Fu's gift of Dan, but you have forgotten how your mentor Yuwen Tiande died!?" ”

"Have you forgotten that who snatched the position of the leader of the four techniques of my Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace?"

"If it weren't for Luo Fu, then Dan Saint Sun Haoran would already be the Guest Qing Town Palace Saint Elder of my Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace at this time!"

"But ......" Su Wan'er opened her mouth, her heart was numb.

Emperor Yuwen raised his head and drank a sip of spirits, and said: "You have been lonely since you were a child, and your parents died, but it was the palace master who took you in, and he loved you as his own daughter." ”

"Could it be that you refuse to agree to this request from the palace master!?"

Su Wan'er's expression changed greatly, and she hurriedly knelt on her knees: "Wan'er will never dare to forget the great kindness of the palace master. ”

Su Wan'er's eyes were weeping, her teeth were biting her lips, and her delicate body trembled gently.

Yuwen Huangji even used the word "request"!

For an elder who she regarded as a teacher and a father, using such words made her feel unbearable, and even more difficult to refuse.

But Su Wan'er's personality made her kill Luo Fu and make such a gesture of revenge, which was more uncomfortable than killing herself.

Su Wan'er really had a hard time making a choice, and her heart was like a knife.

But then, Yuwen Huangji finally threw out the last and most violent means.

That Yuwen Emperor Ji quietly stared at Su Wan'er's eyes and said, "You, you should repay the palace master for the grace of nurturing." ”

Just this sentence made Su Wan'er like a lightning strike, and big tears rolled down.

Finally, she bit her lip and nodded silently.

……

Half an hour later.

Yuwen Huangji, Duan Chungang, Jiang Hongwu, Mu Dengyun, and the leaders of the four god-level sects gathered together.

However, when the four leaders met again, the atmosphere was much more dreary than the first time.

Especially Duan Chungang, he looked completely absent-minded, and the whole person seemed a little lost and depressed.

The other two leaders also drank in silence and did not say a word.

Emperor Yuwen saw the performance of the three of them, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Sharp eyes swept over the three leaders and said, "This palace master, there is a proposal. ”

The three leaders raised their heads almost at the same time, and even glared at Emperor Yuwen with vicious eyes.

If it weren't for the sake of Emperor Yuwen and the nine great powers of the Immortal Dao, I am afraid that the three leaders of them would have scolded them a long time ago.

Duan Chungang endured his anger and said in a deep voice: "Last time, the Yuwen Palace Lord said that there was a proposal, and we will follow it one by one, but what is the final result?" ”

Emperor Yuwen's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "If it weren't for Luo Fu's birth, how could the plan of the palace master fall through!?" ”

"But, this time, the palace master's plan is exactly for Luo Fu!"

"This palace master hopes that our four god-level sects can join forces and ...... in the ancient secret realm."

"Eradicate Luo Fu!"

"Let him die without a place to die, let him be broken into thousands of pieces, and never be reborn!"

Duan Chungang slapped the table, suddenly got up, and shouted, "It's exactly what I want!" I Duan Chungang participated in this plan! ”

"Well, this sect master also participates." Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect, Mu Dengyun said with a gloomy face.

Immediately, the three of them all looked at Jiang Hongwu, the Demon Saint Sect.

Jiang Hongwu smiled coldly: "Whoever of you likes to participate, this sect master will not participate." ”

"This sect only got a pitiful two thousand entry places, but I don't have the strength to play with you."

Duan Chungang had already hated Luo Fu to the core, and immediately gritted his teeth and said: "The Yuwen Palace Lord has given you two thousand places, as long as you are willing to participate, the Lord of this Pavilion will give you another two thousand places as the Taishang Forgetful Love Pavilion!" ”

When Jiang Hongwu heard this, he finally smiled.

……

Twenty-three days later.

On the ninth day of the second month, it rained heavily.

Dark clouds cover the sky and rain pours down!

Thunder lit up the heavens and the earth, making the depressing rainy night bright and uncertain.

The showers of late winter, like a merciless whip, whipped the earth coldly.

Thundered!

The most earth-shattering thunder tonight resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The vast earth trembled.

In the brief brightness, under the dark clouds, in the rain curtain, there was an embarrassed and hasty figure, galloping from the end of the sky.

Target, Penglai Divine Sect!

Thundered!

Another earth-shattering thunderbolt!

In the short period of brightness, it can be seen that the embarrassed figure is an ancient old man.

This person, all over his body, has at least more than 100 knife wounds and sword wounds!

One after another hideous wounds, the flesh turned out, the red blood flowed endlessly, and it was quickly washed away by the rain.

And his left arm was empty, only half of the wet broken sleeve, floating with the wind!

The broken sleeve has been soaked with red blood for a long time, and even the rain can't wash it away.

Thundered!

Another lightning bolt!

The old man's face is illuminated!

A sword wound that stretched from the left brow bone to the chin.

It can be seen that this sword almost split his entire scalp in half!

Even one of the left eyes has disappeared, leaving only an empty and crazy eye hole.

The blood-red flesh was turned out, blood mixed with the rain, and the face was covered in blood.

In a short period of time, the person was so injured that he fell from a high altitude into the depths of the forest several times in a row, and then rose again and again.

Penglai Divine Sect!

Outside the main gate, sixteen sect disciples wore robes and guarded the sect.

On the night of the heavy rain, these disciples were in high spirits, and their mouths were still full of taste, talking about interesting stories about the festival of the four arts.

Suddenly!

A shadow fell diagonally from the sky, falling in embarrassment.

Boom!

"Who!" The disciples guarding the gate instantly became vigilant and walked towards the front one after another.

On the ground, there was a dying old man.

After seeing the hideous scars on the old man's body, especially the face that had lost his left eye, the disciples were shocked.

The old man struggled to get up, but failed to succeed several times.

He, using up his last strength, shouted loudly!

"The old man wants to see Sect Master Nalan......"

"Old man, cough, old man wants to see Sect Master Nalan!"