Lu Yuan's sleep was one day and one night. He was too tired these days. As soon as he woke up, he left the cave and set out for the Three Mountains. Originally, he was going to leave the Sanshan School directly, and find a large gate to practice; Even if he is willing to continue in the large door when handyman disciples, but after listening to the words of three mountain monks, or can not put Wang Wu, decided to risk back to the door Wang Wu picked up.
Sanshan School is a low - level school, there is no protection mountain array. Zongmen is located halfway up the hill, and the disciples live on the left side of the main hall of Zongmen, more than 20 li away from the main hall. The division of labor is different, Wang Wu is responsible for kitchen leftovers, leftovers and other processing, every day to carry garbage to the foot of the mountain, and then pour in a river at the foot of the mountain. Lu Yuan decided to hide here and wait for Wang Wu.
Two days later, a beggar-like boy with a dark face and ragged clothes arrived at the foot of Sansan-Sog and hid himself in a big tree. This man was Lu Yuan. At this time, there was nothing unusual about the Sanshan Sect as in the past. Lu Yuan was secretly delighted.
Sure enough, not long after everyone had eaten breakfast, Wang Wu came down from the mountain, carrying two large wooden barrels. When Wang Wu walked to the river, Lu Yuan through repeated observation, to determine that no one tracking monitoring, quietly walked to the river, hiding in the distance from Wang Wu about 100 zhang grass shouted:
"Wang Wu, don't talk. Pretend nothing happened and come over."
Hearing this, Wang Wu was of course very happy. Pretend to go on with the garbage. Then slowly walked to the hidden land.
"Lu Yuan you are not dead, really good!" But get out of here, and you'll be dead if the King finds you! "Wang Wu said excitedly but anxiously.
"I came back to see you this time. Come down with me now. I've got enough stones here to last you a lifetime. "Lu Yuan was also very happy to hold Wang Wu's hand. He crossed to the other world continent, opened his eyes is Wang Wu saved himself. Lu Yuan memory feelings after the integration of Wang Wu as the world's only relatives, now see Wang Wu safe, nature is very happy.
They were happy when suddenly a huge pressure came from the sky, covering the whole gate of the mountain, and then came the panic of the disciples who lived in the gate. They quickly looked up and saw seven friars standing over the door. The one in front was a middle-aged man in his thirties, standing on the sky. The other six were standing on the throne, all wearing black robes.
"You are the master of the Sanshan Order. How about giving you ten minutes to decide whether to come with me and surrender with the whole Order or let me destroy the Sanshan Order? "Said the middle-aged man without feeling.
"The elder is the magic Xuanzong high people, why embarrassed us this small Zong door? "Quivered the head of the Sanshan Order.
"Good to know, and five breaths. "The middle-aged man continued without emotion.
Suddenly, a figure royal sword to fly out of the mountain, but a hiding in the door of the elder hall would not surrender, risk to escape.
"Hum, want to go, to die! "Cried the middle-aged man sharply, and at the same time he stretched out his great hand, a great hand appeared in the air and seized the elder who was trying to escape. The elder struggled desperately, but in vain. The elder gave a shrill cry when he was squeezed by the great hand.
'Anyone else want to run? Time to surrender or fight?"
I surrendered, and before the master could speak, the elders and disciples went out and surrendered. SAN Shan Zong is helpless, then surrender.
"Very well, the founding monks come forward and accept their imprisonment." The man was very satisfied and continued without expression.
As the rest of the foundation monks filed forward, the middle-aged man waved his great hand and several black lights flashed into the bodies of the foundation elders, who shuddered and immediately sank
"Those two at the bottom of the hill, get up!" Lu Yuan and Wang Wu thought he was far away, not found, is secretly lucky, which know or hide but middle-aged god. Had to obediently come up. The first time Lu Yuan saw the senior friars hand, its power is so large, it really makes him feel very weak, know that resistance is to die. Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no wood burning, or step by step.
"Well, there is no need for the Sanshan Order to stay. Everyone enter the shuttle and wait for me to burn down the gate." The middle-aged hand waved, hand immediately appeared a ship - like shuttle. The shuttle rose against the wind, and immediately became very huge, and slowly fell on the square in front of the gate hall.
"Go in, what are you dawdling about for?" Six other monks led the Sanshan order into the shuttle. At this time, the middle-aged man waved his big hand and released a huge black dragon burning to the Zongmen hall. The hall burst into flames. Flames shot up into the sky and searing heat surrounded it. Lu Yuan followed the crowd behind, but listen to fifty years old master issued a sigh.
Inside the shuttle, I realized the shuttle was bigger than it looked from the outside. And one of the corners was already full. Lu Yuan had a rough look and found that there were about three hundred of them, about the same as the Sanshan Sect. The master and the elder of the Sanshan Order, who clearly knew these men, looked at each other, but without any sign of greeting, their faces were darkened, and they, too, were arranged by the six escorting monks to sit down in a corner.
Lu Yuan found that the monks at the foundation stage were depressed, but the monks at the Qi cultivation stage looked normal except for fear and confusion. It seems that only the monks in the foundation period were imprisoned, while those in the tempering period were too low. The middle-aged people did not care about them at all, so even the imprisonment was omitted.
"Now that you are captives, you must behave as captives. Don't talk, don't talk, or you'll die." "Said the six men coldly.
Just finished, the leading middle-aged man into the shuttle. At this time Lu Yuan saw, the man embroidered on the black gown a very ferocious, long wings, the head of a single horn of the devil. The devil looked eerie and terrifying, shrouded in black mist. But the middle-aged is quite handsome, is a handsome man. As soon as he entered, the other six immediately bent down and saluted: "Subordinates have seen deacon Liu." The deacon waved his hand and said, "Start the shuttle and move on to the next target." Then he went into a second - story room in the middle of the shuttle and did not come out again.
The shuttle rose slowly. Then it gradually accelerated to fly forward, faster and faster, is simply lightning, thanks to the shuttle body shrouded in light cover protection, or Lu Yuan and other gas smelting period monks, simply can not sit safely inside the shuttle.
Flying shuttle so electric flight, do not know how many mountains and lakes, after how many towns and villages. Along the way, the middle-aged man led his men to take over two small schools similar to Sanshan School, and then never stopped, all the way forward.
Since entering the shuttle, Lu Yuan knew that only fate, the mood is very calm. Looking at the scenery along the way, he was an eye-opener and really saw the vastness of Xianwu mainland.