Yu Er pretended to be the child of an old friend of Bian Xiliang, and Elder Siam was considered an old slave in the family. Anyway, Elder Siam went in and out of Wuzhuang Temple once, and except for Wu Luo and Meng Lianen, no one noticed that he had ever come.

Originally, Bian Xiliang came on behalf of Luofu Mountain, so he asked Wu Luo to come forward to receive him, but after this "episode", Bian Xiliang entered Wuzhuang Temple in a very low-key manner, just chatted with Wuliu Dao people for a few words, and then consciously retreated and found a place to set up camp.

The people in this group did not expect this outcome at all, so no one prepared a tent. Yuji had no choice but to send someone to the nearest city to buy it.

The general was very fast, but in an hour, he bought the things back.

The generals set up their tents, and Yu Er, Bian Xiliang, and Elder Siam got in, and Yu Er took out a conch and poked it on the ground.

The "conch" automatically drilled into the ground. In just a few moments, a one-man entrance appeared on the ground.

Yu Er smiled a little ostentatiously: "Uncle Bian, please!"

Bian Xiliang was a little puzzled what this was, he tentatively walked in, but he was dumbfounded.

This magic weapon in the shape of a conch turned out to be a magic weapon of a cave. However, unlike ordinary caves, it is able to carve out a palace underground.

The palace is extremely ornate, and it is very well equipped, much more comfortable than a tent.

Bian Xiliang sincerely admired: "The ancient jade family really lives up to its reputation!"

In fact, he still didn't say half a sentence in his heart: such a pleasure, I am afraid that there are many people in the Gu Yu family who are not enterprising.

......

When all the major sects in Zhongzhou arrived, Wu Luo was ready to go to the Huaishan River and open the immortal tomb.

In the past few days, there are always people walking around next to the entrance of the immortal tomb, and they know that they have bad intentions at a glance. However, three hundred Huoyun charioteers guarded the entrance, and they had the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief, so they all went back after looking around.

Wuluo sent people to send news to each gate, and asked every sect and every force to send a representative to Wuzhuang to discuss major matters.

The time was set for the evening, and the Wuliu Daoist hurriedly instructed his disciples to prepare a meal.

Before the lights were held, many people were already impatiently pouring into Wuzhuang Temple. Anyone can guess what Wu Luo is going to discuss. Although Wu Luo is a bit domineering, but the strength of the people is strong, invincible in the world, there is a big backer behind it, and the Huaishan River Immortal Tomb is even more discovered, this time the treasure hunt is arranged by Wu Luo, and others really can't find any reason.

This night of noisy arguing and arguing, in the end, under the high pressure of Wu Luo, the plan was determined, and there were only three hundred places to enter the immortal tomb in the first batch.

This number Wu Luo is also very helpless.

In fact, it was the best choice to send thirty masters to enter such an immortal tomb with unknown auspiciousness. There are too many people, and sometimes instead of helping, they are prone to accidents.

But among these thousands of monks, only thirty were selected, and he knew that it was impossible.

Even so, Wu Luo still fought hard and wanted to push the number to one hundred and fifty people, but those people didn't understand at all, so Wu Luo could only reluctantly agree to the quota of three hundred.

Wu Luo was actually not angry at all. These people who squeezed in thought they had won their rights, but in fact they were sent to death. Wu Luo was very sure that if something went wrong, it would be good if thirty of the three hundred people could survive.

They wanted to find death, but Wu Luo couldn't persuade them, so he didn't bother to entangle with them, and happily agreed.

When the deliberations were over, the men withdrew, and time was running out, and some of the weaker forces were busy uniting with each other to elect their own representatives.

Wu Luo shook his head, and Zhu Hong persuaded him on the side: "Forget it, I can't tell these people clearly, don't take it to heart." ”

Zhu Jin and Gu Muqing both had obstacles in their hearts, and the two girls rarely appeared together. None of them came tonight. Wu Luo thought about it, it was much better than two women competing for favor.

He waved his hand to Zhu Hong and went back to rest.

......

In the middle of the moon, the inside of the Wuzhuang Temple has been quiet, but the outside of the view is still in full swing. A figure shot from the depths of Yan Mountain, and the disciples of Wuzhuang Guan who were patrolling the periphery shouted: "What person!?"

The person who came was very well-behaved, and immediately stopped, took out a jade plaque from his arms and threw it over: "Master Wu's subordinates, Qiao Hu, the deputy warden of Ruolu Prison." ”

The disciples of Wuzhuang Guan had all heard of Qiao Hu, and after checking that the jade plate was not forged, they didn't dare to slack off, and immediately invited him in.

Qiao Hu came suddenly, and when he saw Wu Luo, Wu Luo had just gotten up from the bed: "What's the matter?

Qiao Hu looked around, and Wu Luo waved his hand: "Thank you, you guys go and get busy first." ”

The disciples of Wuzhuang Guan agreed and retreated.

Qiao Hu took a step forward with a solemn expression: "My lord, if there is one more person in Lu Prison, we don't know how he got in, and he also ran to your Wangshan Pavilion and asked to see you by name." We ......"

Wu Luo's heart moved, and he guessed a possibility.

He looked at Qiao Hu and stopped talking, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You're not anyone's opponent, are you?"

Qiao Hu sneered: "The subordinates are incompetent!"

"It's not your fault, let's go, I'll go back with you first. He got up and shouted, "Meng Lianen......"

No one responded, Wu Luo was a little strange, under normal circumstances, Meng Lianen must be waiting outside at this time. When he went out to take a look, a Wuzhuang Guan disciple was standing at the gate of the courtyard from afar, and when he saw him coming out, he hurriedly ran over.

Obviously, the disciples sent to serve Wu Luo were very clever, and they knew that people were going to discuss secretly, so they didn't dare to get too close.

"Master Wu!"

"I'll go back to Ruolu Prison, please tell the Lord of Wuliuguan, and I'll be back soon. ”

"Yes. ”

After Wu Luo explained, he left with Qiao Hu, and he and Qiao Hu flew into Yanshan along the Huaishan River. When I passed through the mouth of the valley, I saw that in the night, a person was standing by the river in a daze, facing the river in a daze, it was Meng Lianen.

Wu Luo felt strange in his heart, but he didn't have time to delay, thinking about asking him again when he came back tomorrow.

......

There was a group of people around the outside of Wangshan Pavilion. This group of people is miserable and miserable, so pitiful. If you want to say that it is really injured, but there is no major injury, but everyone is depressed, as if she is dead.

On the left side of everyone's face, there is a clear slap print.

Wu Luo followed Qiao Hu behind him and walked quickly. Qiao Hu explained as he walked: "That person doesn't seem to have the intention of hurting anyone, no matter who rushes in, it will be a slap." ”

Ma Hong also greeted him, and said helplessly: "Go in and slap a person." Ten people who went in were also slapped in the face. We went in up to fifty people at a time, and we all slapped us all in the face. ”

Ma Hong was stunned: "Don't you know, we are under him, just like children, not even children, and we are not worthy of doing it with others at all." It's so devastating......"

Wu Luo glanced around at everyone, and everyone was dejected. He can understand everyone's emotions, after all, you have worked hard for decades or even hundreds of years, and as a result, you find that your efforts are simply a joke to others. With a slap in the face, they beat you all out. This blow directly destroys everyone's self-confidence.

But Wu Luo can't comfort him, if he breaks it, there will be too many secrets exposed, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

He sighed, and could only say from a different angle: "Everyone is my good brother, I understand that the people who can stand here now are the people who are most sincere to me!"

A glimmer of light rose in everyone's eyes, although their confidence was shattered by the mysterious man in the Wangshan Pavilion, but Lord Wu's words gave them hope. As long as Master Wu remembers everyone's goodness, he will definitely have a great future in the future.

Wu Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, it's okay here, let's go back and rest first." ”

The crowd slowly dispersed, and Qiao Hu and Ma Hong stayed: "Master Wu, do you want us to ......?"

"No, you can go too. ”

The two glanced at each other and bowed together.

Wu Luo pushed open the door and walked in.

He didn't let go of the Yuan Soul to deliberately detect where the mysterious figure was, but went straight to the small house at the entrance of the Demon Fall Abyss. Sure enough, there was a man standing in the room.

The man was extremely tall, eight feet tall, with extremely broad and thick shoulders. The whole body was wrapped in a dark gold heavy armor. On the surface of the armor, from time to time, blood-colored filaments of light flowed like streams. When facing this person, a heavy murderous and bloody aura came to his face.

Wu Luo's gaze fell on his armor.

The breastplate of the heavy armor was extremely heavy, and in the heart position, carved a lifelike beast, some like a dragon, some like a tiger.

However, it is the lines of this sculpture that attract Wu Luo.

Each knife of this sculpture is a stroke, and if the whole sculpture puts aside the image of the beast's head, simply looking at these lines, it is a simple and complex spiritual text!

From this kind of spiritual text, Wu Luo Yixi saw the shadow of the Divine Beast Lingwen, but he didn't know how many levels higher than the Divine Beast Lingwen he was good at.

And the focus of this spirit text happened to fall on the pair of eyes carved by the beast's head.

Let these eyes naturally emit two strands of golden light, and the carving of the beast's head is even more lifelike, as if there is an ancient beast, with teeth and claws about to pounce out of the armor and devour the enemy.

Wu Luo could see that this spirit text was the energy center of this armor. The profound and powerful spirit text has raised the energy level of the entire armor by at least one level!

The man was also looking at Wu Luo, and when he saw him come in, he lifted the protective face on his helmet: "Wu Luo?"

Behind the shutter-like metal shield, a bearded face was revealed, and a hideous scar stretched from the left eye to the left corner of the lip, and it was conceivable that the head had almost been split in half.