Lu Yu didn't change his face, and said lightly: "Senior, I was joking, I ascended from the lower realm, and I should have no chance to meet senior before."
"Really, I saw a shadow of a person from you."
Jiang Mingkong kept staring at Lu Yu with deep eyes.
Lu Yu felt uncomfortable being looked at by this kind of gaze, so he bowed his hands and left.
This Jiang Mingkong was the concubine of Emperor Taigan back then, and he used to get along with Emperor Taigan day and night.
He devoured the remnant soul of Emperor Taigan. Although he had completely digested it, Concubine Jiang might see his flaws.
This woman's insight is really amazing.
Looking at Lu Yu's back, Jiang Mingkong's figure looked extremely lonely.
"Is it an illusion?" Jiang Mingkong murmured.
Hanjiang Residence.
When Lu Yu came here, he happened to see Tan'er holding the Dinglong Sword, waiting in front of the door alone.
Her white blouse was already soaked with a patch of blood, which made people feel shocking just by looking at it.
In the battle just now, Tan Er was also seriously injured.
However, she is a high-level disciple after all, with a profound background and the help of the Dinglong Sword, so there is no danger of her life.
"Lu Yu, have you seen my master!" Tan'er looked at Lu Yu with anxiety in her eyes.
Lu Yu glanced at her and decided not to tell her the truth.
This little girl has just experienced a battle, and she is physically and mentally exhausted. If she encounters any stimulation again, she may not be able to bear it at all.
"Lend me the Dinglong Sword." Lu Yu said.
Tan'er didn't know why, but Lu Yu was the one who found the dragon sword. Now she has complete trust in Lu Yu.
Taking the Dinglong Sword, Lu Yu directly recruited it into his storage bag.
"Zhuang Siwei, your granddaughter is here." Lu Yu said.
Dinglongjian trembled slightly, and a dense white mist gradually floated out from the blade of Dinglongjian.
In the white mist, an old figure floated out slowly, it was the old ancestor Zhuang Siwei of Beiming.
His figure has been extremely blurred, and now he can only be regarded as a ghost, maintaining his existence with obsession.
"It was made by God Qinglian, I can feel her tricks." Patriarch Beiming's voice was extremely weak.
Lu Yu said lightly: "Your granddaughter died, and you don't seem to be sad at all."
"Why should I be sad? How can I worry about such a thing with the famous Taoist Lord Nether by my side. The Qinglian imprint on my granddaughter has become an ownerless thing. This shows that Qinglian is dead. , the old man is too late to be happy." Patriarch Beiming said with a smile.
Even though he said so, the ancestor of Beiming kept his eyes on Beiminghan and clenched his fists.
The current state of Bei Minghan can only be described as a living dead.
No matter who it is, they don't want to see their relatives look like this.
"Let's talk about the price." Patriarch Beiming sighed.
Lu Yu didn't hesitate, and said directly: "I looked for Qinglian's relics, but I didn't find the shadow of "Qiwu". Since you, Zhuang Siwei, are the descendants of Zhuang Sheng, you must also remember this scripture. "Qiwu" and "Xiaoyao", you dictated these two scriptures to me. In addition, I also need an enlightenment mantra from Zhuang Sheng, so I will help you save her life."
"Although there is reincarnation in Beiyan Continent, it is a forged way of reincarnation. The power of hell here is not strong. Your granddaughter has only been dead for three days. I can still save her if I take action now. The choice is up to you. Already." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com