Final Priesthood

Chapter 211 I’ll take you back to the place

 Panshi is a typical southern old city, with mottled traces left by the erosion of time everywhere.

Every five years during the martial arts league, the city will be briefly injected with fresh blood, bringing a moment of prosperity.

It is said that the first martial arts event in the southern ancient martial arts world was held here.

 This tradition has continued to this day.

Lu Yuan and Li Dong walked west along the street beside the square.

One side of this street is the venue for the competition when the Hundred Cities League is officially held.

The square is surrounded by colorful awnings, and under each awning is an ancient martial arts sect participating in this league.

Chambers of various sizes have been set up in the middle of the square, and the whole is in the shape of a lotus. The center of the lotus is the largest arena.

Beside the ring is a rather grand rostrum and a number of guest seats. Only sects with a certain strength and reputation in the southern martial arts community are eligible to sit in the guest seats. They do not have to squeeze into the awning like ordinary sects.

However, these guest seats are all empty now, and no one is allowed to enter yet.

 The other side of the street is filled with stalls selling snacks and souvenirs.

 A large number of tourists and people wearing martial arts uniforms from various schools mingle together, creating a chaotic and lively atmosphere.

“The Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League has such a big name, but even the competition venue is open-air.”

While walking along the road, I looked around casually, not sure whether it was funny or disappointing.

Li Dong followed him step by step, lowered his head and quickly replied: "The main thing is that I have no money. Taking on this kind of competition is the most thankless thing.

 Earn little and have a lot of troubles.”

Lu Yuan frowned and said: "Although ancient martial arts has declined, it's not like it can't even compete in competitions. I think any famous sect is extremely rich."

 “Sir, you don’t know.”

Li Dong smiled bitterly and explained: "It's not that they don't have money, it's that we don't have money."

"Um?"

“Part of the funds for the league come from advertising sponsors, and the other part is sponsored by sects of all sizes.

 It adds up to quite a lot.

But most of the money was spent"

Li Dong looked around, then approached Lu Yuan, and quietly lowered his voice and said: "They were all taken away by the people from Penglai.

 What is really in our hands is only a drop in the bucket.

With that little money, it is already the limit to be able to achieve this level of quality. We, Mosa, can’t let us pay for it ourselves.”

 “Penglai?”

A strange look flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, "Has Penglai always relied on this event to make money?"

"Always."

 Li Dong glanced quietly at the row of guest seats in the center of the square and whispered: "A seat in the guest seats costs tens of millions.

This competition was postponed for three days, and the bidding was several times more intense than in previous competitions.

Those faction owners who are obsessed with saving face will spend all their money trying to get one to sit in, so the premium is extremely exaggerated.

In the end, all this money went into the pockets of the Penglai Holy Envoy."

Lu Yuan’s eyes flashed when he heard this.

 No wonder he asked the people in Mosa to find a way to postpone the competition so smoothly. It turned out that this matter was profitable for the people in Penglai, and they were exactly what they wanted.

 It is estimated that even if he extends it further, the people in Penglai will allow it.

 "Penglai. Wusheng Island. It seems to be rotten from the root."

 Lu Yuan recalled the attitudes of You Long and Liu Daoyuan towards Penglai, both of which were disdainful from the bottom of their hearts.

 Once he thought that Penglai fell from the altar because of the impact of new weapons and reforms.

 Look now. The root knot is here.

“Won’t it cause criticism if people see you following me like this?”

Lu Yuan asked Li Dong casually.

Li Donggong replied: "Don't worry, sir. Apparently someone else is responsible.

 All the participants, including the Penglai Holy Envoy, do not know my identity.

 Of course I won’t know the identity of the adults.”

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded, Sackford had done a good job in this regard.

 At this time, the two of them had walked out of Square Street and turned into a relatively secluded path with a good environment.

“Ahead is the residence of the Crane Faction, I specially arranged the best place.

 If you are dissatisfied when you see it, I will change it for you. "

Li Dong led Lu Yuan all the way forward. The environment here is quiet, and gradually he can see exquisitely trimmed green plants and beautiful single-family villas.

“Have you found any clues about the Crane Faction?”

 Lu Yuan asked Li Dong directly.

Mossa is a local snake, and in their home territory, Lu Yuan feels that it is more useful to let them investigate than to let Huang Xiong's people come.

Li Dong shook his head and whispered: "Still investigating.

 From the arrival of the Crane Faction in Panshi to today, there are a total of 21 battles and conflicts, and we are investigating them one by one."

"etc."

Lu Yuan suddenly stopped and looked at Li Dong with narrowed eyes, "Twenty-one games? Isn't it twenty?"

“Just a few minutes before the Lord arrived, the people from the Xinlian Sect had another fight with the Crane Sect.

Liu Daoyuan, the contemporary leader of the Crane Sect, was injured by the Xinlian Sect leader and a disciple named Xue Guangyao."

 “The leader of the Crane Faction is injured?”

Lu Yuan’s steps suddenly stopped and his voice quickly became colder.

Li Dong hurriedly added: "Actually, the injury is not serious, just two prosthetic limbs were broken.

 In addition, I have sent the best doctor there! "

"That's good."

Lu Yuan's eyes relaxed slightly, he glanced at Li Dong and said calmly: "Let's go."

"oh oh."

Li Dong woke up from a dream, hurriedly raised his feet and followed closely.

ˆThen he continued to report: "Our initial guess is that someone is deliberately provoking it in the dark, but the method is very secretive."

The two of them walked for about five minutes and saw a beautiful red-roofed villa in the distance.

 “Sir, that’s where it is.”

Li Dong stretched out his finger to show Lu Yuan.

The two of them got a little closer, only to find a group of people gathered at the door of the villa, noisily, and seemed to be cursing something inside the villa.

 “Sir, wait a moment, I’ll go over and take a look.”

 As soon as Li Dong's expression changed, he subconsciously rushed up to check the situation.

However, Lu Yuan stopped him and shook his head lightly.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed a few times, then he walked up a few steps and shouted to a group of people at the door of the villa from a distance.

 Several people who were shouting and cursing turned their heads, stared at Lu Yuan with unkind eyes, and asked with anger: "Who are you?"

Lu Yuan had no expression on his face, casually grabbed the work ID hanging on Li Dong's chest, and replied: "Who do you think we are? We are the organizer of the competition, and we came here after receiving complaints."

 “Then you’ve come at the right time!”

The short-haired young man who scolded the most harshly among the group heard that Lu Yuan claimed to be a staff member of the organizer. His eyes lit up and he immediately came over.

 “Complain? I still want to complain!”

The short-haired young man pointed in the direction of the door of the villa and said with a look of displeasure on his face: "Why can a low-life **** sect like the He Sect live in a single-family villa, while us decent sects from well-known families can only sleep in the nearby shabby hotels?

 I am not convinced and I protest! "

“Live in a villa? Is this a bunch of **** from the Crane sect worthy of living in a villa?”

Speaking, the short-haired young man faced the direction of the villa and spat on the ground, showing great contempt.

Lu Yuan stared at the short-haired young man for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Li Dong beside him.

 “Is there such a thing?”

"ah?!"

Li Dong was caught off guard and looked confused. He didn't know how to answer Lu Yuan's words for a moment.

Lu Yuan didn't think about what he would answer. After asking, he quickly turned his head, looked at the short-haired young man again, nodded and said: "Okay, I probably understand the situation.

 What's your name and which sect you belong to?

 Our organizer will accept your suggestion and give you a new place to live when you return! "

"real?!"

The short-haired young man's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he quickly said: "I am Cao Yong of the Tianyong Fist Sect. Don't lie to me. Change my room when you get back!"

 Otherwise, I will file a complaint against you! "

"rest assured."

Lu Yuan comforted him gently, then turned to look at the others, "What about you?"

Seeing that there was such a good thing, these people couldn't wait to report their names and sects.

Like a victorious general, the other group of people left happily and contentedly.

The gentleness on Lu Yuan's face gradually faded, and his eyes gradually became colder.

 He turned around and asked Li Dong calmly: "Have you written down all the names and sects they just mentioned?"

"take note of it."

Li Dong nodded, and then cautiously said with some hesitation: "Sir, are you really planning to change a place for them to live?"

"certainly."

Lu Yuan walked towards the door of the villa expressionlessly. As he walked, he said lightly: "Since they can't live in a hotel, let them go to the hospital.

 Find someone to break all the hands and feet of those just mentioned.

 The sects to which they belong will all be disqualified from the competition.

  As for the reason, you think about it yourself. "

 After saying that, Lu Yuan’s figure had disappeared into the gate of the villa.

Li Dong was left with his mouth slightly open, standing there in astonishment, in a daze.

"who?!"

As soon as Lu Yuan stepped into the villa hall, a figure shot toward him with a cold shout.

"boom!"

Lu Yuan gently pinched a strong calf, looked at Zhuang Xiujie with a murderous expression in front of him, and said with a hint of helplessness: "It's me, Aunt Zhuang."

Letting go, Zhuang Xiujie stood there stunned for half a second, and then a look of surprise and a little excitement appeared on her face.

“Senior Brother Lu, you are finally here.”

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded and continued walking inside.

 A strong herbal smell immediately wafted out of the living room.

 He looked slightly moved and strode in.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of descendants of the Crane Sect sitting on the sofas and chairs in the hall. Almost everyone had minor or serious injuries on their face and body.

Zhao Qiancheng was the most seriously injured. He was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, his chest was covered with bandages, and his breathing was somewhat disordered.

 The strong herbal smell in the living room basically came from him.

When Lu Yuan walked in, no one spoke in the hall, and the atmosphere seemed quite depressing.

 A mood of unwillingness, anger, frustration, but also weakness and decadence permeated the hall.

 They were like a group of defeated generals, their morale had been shattered.

Lu Yuan then began to understand why Zhuang Xiujie had such an overreaction like a frightened bird before.

 The appearance of Lu Yuan slightly broke the dull atmosphere in the living room.

 A group of his disciples stood up one after another and greeted him with somewhat dull expressions.

Lu Yuan nodded and said nothing.

Going up to briefly check Zhao Qiancheng's injuries, he then directly asked Zhuang Xiujie on the side: "Where is the teacher?"

Zhuang Xiujie’s expression darkened and she replied: “Upstairs.

 He locked himself in the room and let no one in.

　　Even refused to deliver medicine. "

 It seems that being "bullied" by others these days has hit Lao Liu hard.

Lu Yuan sighed softly in his heart, and then Zhuang Xiujie led him slowly up to the second floor.

At the door of Liu Daoyuan's room, Lu Yuan gave Zhuang Xiujie a look and asked her to go downstairs first.

 Hands on the door handle, twists it slightly, and pushes it in.

 The door opened.

The room was dark and dark, all the curtains were tightly closed, and only a little light leaked in.

 There is a faint smell of blood in the air.

In the darkness, Lu Yuan saw a thin figure sitting on a chair, facing the door.

 Hearing the sound of opening the door, the figure raised his head little by little.

 In the darkness, two electronic eyes flashed with a faint blue light.

 Subsequently, an old voice spoke in a low voice.

"You came"

Hearing this voice that sounded tired and depressed for the first time, Lu Yuan's heart trembled for no reason.

 There was light shining in his eyes.

 The next second, Lu Yuan strode in with a calm expression.

 Walked to the figure, squatted down, reached out and gently held the other person's cold mechanical arm, and said softly: "I'm here, teacher.

 I'll take you back to the place. "

 After saying this, the blue light in the pair of electronic eyes in the darkness suddenly surged.

 (End of this chapter)