Peerless Taoist

The black robed man smiled mysteriously: "this is our secret. Master Wang Chen, don't bother."

Lu Yu found the branch of the hidden dragon hall in the north.

The Tibetan dragon hall is distributed in all areas of the lower boundary. They exist in both southern wasteland and Middle Earth.

Because of the limitless threat of the dragon, Lu Yu had no choice but to venture through the space crack to the northern region.

At that time, it was a coincidence that there was a space node suitable for passing, but he came here smoothly.

Now it's not so easy to find the way back.

Lu Yu handed the black robed man Lingshi: "give me a copy of the news about China every month. Can you do this?"

"Master Wang Chen is still cheerful. Don't worry, the reputation of our Tibetan dragon hall will never be bad." the man in black smiled.

Out of the tavern, Lu Yu took a deep breath.

Lingxiao sect is very dangerous now, but Lu Yu knows that this is not the time for him to go back.

Lu Yu's current strength is probably higher in the middle of the supreme territory.

This strength, anywhere, can be called a hero, but it is by no means the top.

Moreover, if he is strong against Shanglong Wuji, he will not have much chance of winning.

"Come on, you losers!"

"Let you carry stones. You only carried so many stones one morning. Get up quickly and I'll see who dares to be lazy!"

A burst of drinking and swearing suddenly sounded in Lu Yu's ear.

Lu Yu looked up, but saw several soldiers raising their whips on the edge of the city wall, so he kept beating some slaves.

These slaves, old and young, have some aura fluctuations. They all look like monks.

However, the stones on them are too huge, and they all have seal characters and runes. They can't be driven by magic. They can only use brute force to resist step by step.

In the cold weather, the thin clothes of several slaves were soaked by the cold wind and beaten by whips. They were already scarred.

Lu Yu frowned. In his eyes, there was a teenage girl who, like others, was carrying the same huge stone.

The girl's long hair was tied up, and her scattered hair was scattered on her face. Her eyes were red, but she insisted on not letting tears roll down.

She has no shoes, a pair of small feet are red with cold, and her body is shaking. It is the end of a powerful crossbow.

"Slow down! You little girl dare to be lazy. It seems that you have played less!"

Seeing this, a soldier immediately raised his whip and pulled it off the girl.

Lu Yu snorted coldly, took out a stone from his arms and bent his fingers.

Pop!

The whip was whipped on a flying stone in mid air. The powerful shock made the whip come out directly from the soldier's hand.

"Who threw the stone and wanted to die?" the soldier roared angrily.

Several other soldiers came one after another and glared at the news.

Lu Yu's figure walked out slowly and said coldly, "who are they?"

"Who are you?" the soldier came angrily and raised his hand to slap Lu Yu.

But as soon as his hand was raised, it was blown away by a strong wind, and the whole man fell heavily to the ground and howled.

"I'm asking you something." Lu Yu took out his token.

Several other soldiers present saw the token and hurriedly knelt down: "meet Master Wang Chen!"

The soldiers who were shot out by Lu Yu didn't dare to talk much, so they ran to Lu Yu and knelt down and said, "I don't mean to offend Master Wang Chen, but we are all friars of the Lu family. These people are also slaves of the Lu family. Please don't interfere too much in our own affairs."