My Disciples Are All Villains - 1070. Chapter 1057

Overlooking Lan Xihe from the height of the 72-story white pagoda, it was like seeing a fragile bird, falling alone on the snow, shivering.

The practitioners in white clothes, it was difficult for them to accept the blue tower master, who was high above the ground and invincible, so they were defeated.

The collective was stunned.

Lan Xihe hates the ground and the sunlight very much.

I hate failure even more.

In her life, she has never been defeated so simply as she is today.

Three moves… Only one move barely draws.

Lan Xihe knew that she would lose. She had seen Lu Zhou swept the black tower in the form of blue lotus, causing him to be demoted collectively. Therefore, she would like to take this opportunity to verify an idea in her mind. But I didn’t expect it to be a total loss.

She couldn’t accept it.

The hair fell on the white snow.

This seems pure and clean.

She is uncomfortable.

She tried her best to stand upright, suppress the restlessness in her heart, and control the surge of blood.

Based on the earth…

Lan Xihe stood firm.

Slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Zhou in the sky.

The practitioners in white clothes on the white pagoda swept down one after another.

The members of the White Tower on the bottom layer burst out in an instant.

Many of the members of the White Pagoda in the lower parliament have never seen Lan Xihe’s true face after entering the White Pagoda. They all ran out, wanting to see what their tower master looked like.

Peerless face, clear eyes, fair skin.

It is like a lotus blooming on a calm lake.

They didn’t have time to see exactly what Lan Xihe looked like.

Lan Xihe waved casually.

The wind convolves snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

The red blood disappeared as the snowflakes flew into the air, and the sun, moon and star wheels re-bloomed, robbing everyone of sight.

The light faded.

When they wanted to see clearly again, there was still a shadow of Lan Xihe in the snow-white clearing.

Empty.

But where the blood disappeared, a delicate flower grew.

Facing the sun, blooming.

…

On the 72nd floor.

Lan Xihe looked like water, returning to his former appearance.

Compared with before, her superior temperament is less. On the contrary, there is more modest attitude.

“I lost.” Lan Xihe Kan Luzhou said.

Lu Zhou said lightly: “You are injured.”

…

Yu Zhenghai looked at Si Wuya and whispered, “What is the strength of Master?”

Anyway, from returning to the Devil Heaven Pavilion until now, he can’t guess Master at all.

Si Wuya said, “Before I thought Master had any secret method that could greatly improve my cultivation… But now it seems that Master has indeed been too Xu…”

“Have been too Xu?”

“Only people who have been to Taixu will have such a big opportunity. And… I have another inference that the big brother would not believe.” Si Wuya said.

“Brother Xian, just say it. Can I still believe you?” Yu Zhenghai patted his shoulder in front of him.

Si Wuya pulled out the barrier and whispered privately:

“More than three hundred years ago, Master once went to an unknown place, and Luo Xuan happened to have a pill taken away. It happened that the little junior sister Conch inherited Luo Xuan’s power, and it happened that the conch also had a too virtual… aura. There were ten Taixu seeds that were rumored three hundred years ago, and it happened to be ten of you and me. It just so happened that…in all of us, we all have… Taixu aura.”

Yu Zhenghai: “…”

“Big brother, do you think so many coincidence contracts will happen to us?”

Yu Zhenghai was stunned.

Si Wuya’s expression remained as usual, as if he was stating something that had happened objectively.

Yu Zhenghai said: “Why are you not surprised?”

“Shouldn’t it be the elder brother who is surprised? I have guessed about this a long time ago…” Si Wuya said lightly.

“…”

Yu Zhenghai wanted to say something but stopped, but he felt that this was the site of the White Tower after all. Had to shut his mouth.

He quickly returned to normal and stopped discussing this matter.

Si Wuya said: “This… is also the fundamental reason why the elder brother died three times that year, and he can still be resurrected under the limit of the millennium limit. The too virgin seed, the heaven and the earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, the physical change, may have been long ago. Let us break through the thousand-year limit. In other words…big brother, you are the chosen son of heaven.”

“How do I feel that you are also complimenting yourself?”

“There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time…I am complimenting everyone.” Si Wuya said lightly.

“…”

Yu Zhenghai coughed and said, “Close to the subject, Master injured Lan Xihe. Do you think Master will treat her?”

“I don’t know.” Si Wuya shook his head.

“Is there something you don’t know?” Yu Zhenghai said, “Lan Xihe is too arrogant, this is a bit similar to you, and the second junior brother. With the temper of the master, it would be good if you didn’t continue to beat her, still want to be treated?”

“Big brother is right.”

…

As expected by Yu Zhenghai.

Lu Zhou looked at the injured Lan Xihe without sympathy.

If it weren’t for Thunder Gang, adding a level of defense to Lan Xihe’s destructive move just now would not be enough for ten lives.

“Pavilion Master Lu’s methods are admirable.” Lan Xihe said.

Lu Zhou said:

“You are lucky. Few people who get caught in the hand of the old man can stand or even die. It is rare that you can mobilize your vitality.”

Lan Xihe said:

“Pavilion Master Lu is so confident?”

“You don’t know the old man.” Lu Zhou shook his head.

Lan Xihe wanted to say something, you don’t understand me, but the loser talks like this, like an excuse.

She just sighed leisurely and said: “If my practice hasn’t gone wrong, maybe… Pavilion Master Lu is not my opponent.”

Lu Zhou came and said with curiosity:

“What’s wrong with your practice, maybe the old man can give you some pointers.”

Lan Xihe looked at Lu Zhou and asked:

“Pavilion Master Lu…How much do you cultivate?”

“Only strong, not weak.” Lu Zhou replied.

Anyway, it’s all for the sake of it, and the old man is right.

Lan Xihe said: “Every six lifespans pass a lifespan, pass the test of the ultimate place, and gain the ability for the lifeshould; the world thinks that after the twelve lifespan, if you open it again, you will be the thirteen lifespan…actually Come on, it’s not like that.”

Lu Zhou’s heart moved, but he didn’t interrupt.

Lan Xihe flew towards the White Tower and re-entered the 72nd floor palace.

Lu Zhou and others returned to their seats.

Lan Xihe seated on the high chair as if he had never been injured.

“Actually… the next level of the twelve fate is to open the eleven leaves.” Lan Xihe said astonishingly.

“Eleven leaves?”

This reminded Lu Zhou of Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong was the eleven leaves who didn’t open his life style.

Lan Xihe said:

“Without the lotus seat and fate palace of the eleventh leaf to bear life, then the opening after the thirteen fate will damage the life. I have been to many places, and I have searched for ancient books…”

Si Wuya said:

“This inference should be correct. The size of the fate palace is related to the lotus seat. Every time a lotus leaf opens, the lotus seat will naturally expand by one square, and the life span will be more.”

Lan Xihe nodded and looked at Si Wuya and said, “So…many people have limited fate patterns and cannot be activated because the fate palace is too small.”

Lu Zhou said:

“The way of practice is inherently complicated and changeable. You can open eleven leaves now and make up for it.”

“late……”

Lan Xihe sighed, “When the thirteen fate is opened, it cannot be reversed. Besides, I don’t have much time.”

Lu Zhou took the opportunity to ask:

“Have you ever seen Shiye and went directly to Shiye?”

PS: Ask for recommended tickets and monthly tickets…the number of tickets becomes less.