"Don't cry, don't cry..." Lu Tianwu trembled all over. He was just such a grandson. He looked like a baby on weekdays. Although he had heard the conversation between Lu Yuzhu and Zhu Jiuling clearly outside the hall gate, Lu Yuzhu said this at this moment, which also gave him a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

"Hmph, may you know that you can't escape the blame, so you can use a trick to hide your son?" The mighty old man snorted coldly. The faint majesty made Lu Yuzhu tremble all over. This person was the previous leader of the Tai Shang Sword Sect, Yuwen Tianxing.

"Senior brother, don't be upset, listen to Zhu'er finish his words!" Lu Tianweng came to his senses and hurriedly smiled hard at Yuwen Tianxing.

"Hmph!" Yuwen Tianxing flicked his sleeves, without any good expression, and walked directly to the main seat of the hall and sat down.

"Master, every word Zhu'er said is true, I dare not hide it in any way!" Lu Yuzhu knelt in front of Yuwen Tianxing with a thud and started crying in tears.

Lu Tianbong took two steps forward, squatted behind Zhang Jiudong who was regulating his breathing injury, and covered Zhang Jiudong's head with one palm. Thick true energy poured down. Zhang Jiudong's whole body soon burst into thick white smoke, and his pale face slowly turned bloody.

"Master, Cheng'er is indeed dead. Brother Dong was seriously injured and exhausted his essence to barely save his life. The person who killed Cheng'er must have harmed Junior Brother Yuwen. We had just obtained a clue from Baihua Valley and were about to return to Qingyun Mountain. As a result, the man pretended to be Cheng'er and sneaked into Cheng'er. Cheng'er had seen the true face of that man. The thief must be afraid of his identity being exposed, so he was in a hurry to kill and silence him." Lu Yuzhu said.

"This is all your one-sided words. As you said, do you want to say that the thief has a close relationship with Baihua Valley. Are you trying to provoke a war between my two factions?" Yuwen Tianxing's face was so gloomy. It would be so coincidental that Zhang Jiudong just found the clue and Zhang Cheng was killed to silence him. According to Lu Yuzhu, the thief is likely to be hidden in Baihua Valley, but can Baihua Valley hide men?

"Master, I dare not speculate on my own!" Faced with Zhang Jiudong's pressure, Lu Yuzhu only felt sweating all over her body, and her heart was jumping rapidly.

"Puff~"

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Jiudong spit out a mouthful of evil blood and woke up slowly. His face was already covered with blood, no longer as terrifying as before. He used sword light and blood shadow escape along the way, and escaped at a super fast speed. His essence was almost exhausted. If it weren't for Zhu Jiuling's third-turn golden elixir to replenish blood and restore yang, he would have died at this time.

"Jiudong, what did you find out this time? Let me tell you my master!" Lu Tianweng led his energy to Guiyuan, patted Zhang Jiudong's shoulder, walked to Yuwen Tianxing and sat down.

"Master, I did find some clues this time, and Cheng'er may have been killed because of this..." Zhang Jiudong endured the pain and knelt beside Lu Yuzhu.

"I'm not interested in hearing what you said. What did you find out? Say!" Yuwen Tianxing looked cold and waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Jiudong's words.

Zhang Jiudong was stunned, looked up at Yuwen Tianxing, and then looked at Zhu Jiuling, "Senior Brother, I want to meet your newly recruited disciple."

When Zhu Jiuling heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he looked back at Yuwen Tianxing on the main seat.

"Hmph, there are so many things!" Yuwen Tianxing snorted lightly and turned his face to the side.

Zhu Jiuling turned around. Although he didn't know why Zhang Jiudong made such a request, he nodded to Zhang Jiudong and recruited disciples outside the palace to find his closed disciple to come to the Immortal King Hall.

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"Disciple Yiming, pay homage to Master, Master Uncle, Master, Master Uncle!"

A moment later, a man in white clothes came in from outside the door, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic weapon. He showed a natural noble spirit all over his body. He was carrying a long golden sword on his back. He walked down the hall and bowed to the people in the hall, but did not kneel down to salute, and everyone did not think it was offended.

"Yiming has arrived. If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it!" Yuwen Tianxing waved and asked the disciple named Yiming to stand beside him and walk towards Zhang Jiudong.

"Yes~" Zhang Jiudong nodded and looked up at the disciple named Yiming, "Editor Yiming, Uncle Master wants to ask you a question!"

"Please speak with uncle!" The disciple named Yiming nodded with a smile on his lips.

This disciple named Deng Yiming was brought back by Zhu Jiuling from the Putuo Mountain Dharma Assembly. Although he only had the peak acquired realm, his aura was quite extraordinary. Even Zhang Jiudong felt a little inferior. This son's original name was Deng Ming, and the word "一" was added to him by Zhu Jiuling in order to reconcile the students.

"Nephew Yiming, I don't know where you are, where you live?" Zhang Jiudong asked calmly.

When Deng Yiming heard this, the smile on his face stopped. After a while, Wang Gu said, "I wonder why Uncle Zhang asked this?"

The other people also frowned. I wonder why Zhang Jiudong asked this question, and what is the connection between this question and the clues he found?

Seeing that Deng Yiming did not answer him, Zhang Jiudong told Yuwen Tian, ​​"Master, I am not invisible. My disciple once obtained a very important clue in Baihua Valley. The thief and Yiming's accent were the same as each other."

"You're serious?" Yu Wentian slapped his chair hard, stood up, and his pair of tiger eyes stared at Zhang Jiudong.

"Disciple dare not say a word. I once heard the thief speak with my own ear. His accent is indeed unique, just like Yiming's nephew. This jade bead can also prove it!" Zhang Jiudong looked confident, and after saying that, he turned around and looked at Lu Yuzhu.

"That's right, Master, the accent is indeed very similar to that of Yiming's nephew. The disciple and Brother Dong were also anxious to come back to find Yiming's nephew to obtain evidence. Then they were sneak attacked by the thief on the way, causing Cheng'er to die tragically." After Lu Yuzhu said that, she covered her face with her sleeves and started crying again.

"Yiming, you have been worshipping my Taishang Dao Sect for so long, and you have never heard where you and your two slaves came from?" Lu Tianweng brushed his long beard under his jaw and said to Deng Yiming.

A trace of unnatural flashed across Deng Yiming's face, and then he smiled again, nodded at Lu Tianweng, "Report to Uncle Master, all the elders have never asked this question for disciples these days, so the disciple did not report to all elders in time. Since Uncle Zhang asked about it today, the disciple should break his promise and tell him that the disciples actually come from Yingzhou Continent!"

"Yingzhou Continent?" As soon as Deng Yiming said something, a hint of surprise flashed in everyone's eyes.

Zhang Jiudong's face was even more surprised. Among the three blessed places, the Abbot's Continent is thousands of miles away from Penglai, and the Yingzhou Continent is even more distant. It is impossible for an idle person to reach it all his life. Even a strong man in martial arts and golden elixir would take a year or two to go there. This young man is only in his twenties and has little in his innate realm. How did he come?
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