The Strongest Myth of Godless Emperor

Chapter 68 Spiritual Weapon: Soul Rescue Bell
Juxianlou, one of the best restaurants in Sanghai City, is [-] floors high, which is convenient for the banks of Sanghai City. It is condescending not only to overlook the scenery of Sanghai City, but also to have a panoramic view of the sea.

The four of Zhou Wushuang entered Juxian Tower, led by the servant, all the way to the nineteenth floor, looking at the beautiful scenery, but they were full of worries.

After eating a simple meal, Zhou Wushuang took Huang's farewell and left. Walking all the way on the street, the two returned to their residence soon.

After entering an independent courtyard, Zhou Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing his tense nerves.

"What is the meeting gift Wuyi gave me this week!"

In the yard, Zhou Wushuang took out the booklet that Zhou Wuyi threw to him, muttered, and opened it casually.

The next second, Zhou Wushuang's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice; "Hey, he is really generous!"

I saw the names of a dozen or so sects recorded on the pamphlet. Before meeting Zhou Wuchen, he might not have known what it meant, but now he understands that the names of these dozen or so sects are indeed descendants. Let him subdue the power allocated by the ruler for his own use.

"Yue Huazong!"

After a while, Zhou Wushuang's eyes fixed on the name of a sect, and he couldn't help but think of what Concubine Yang said to him when he left the capital, and murmured: "Mother's birth sect, I hope you can learn about it. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Da da--

There was a rush of footsteps, and Mu Kun hurried in from the yard.

After arriving at Zhou Wushuang's side, he bowed and saluted; "His Royal Highness, the Eleventh Prince is here!"

"Zhou Wuliang, why is he here?"

Doubt flashed in his eyes, Zhou Wushuang put the pamphlet into the interspatial ring, then looked at Mu Kun and said, "Please come in, I really want to see what Eleven Brother wants from me."

"Yes!"

With a sound, Mu Kun turned around and hurriedly walked towards the outside world.

"Thirteenth brother, long time no see, how are you doing?"

A moment later, Zhou Wuliang came from outside the courtyard, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, looking full of dignity.

"I've seen Brother Eleven!"

Standing up and saluting, Zhou Wushuang waved his hands at Mu Kun, then pointed to the stool beside him and said, "Brother Eleven, please sit down!"

Nodding his head, Zhou Wuliang was not pretentious, he just sat down on the stool opposite Zhou Wushuang, took a sip from his teacup, and then said, "Thirteenth brother, I have something to ask for my brother's visit this time. !"

"what's up?"

With a movement in his heart, Zhou Wushuang looked puzzled on his face, but he had some guesses in his heart.

The tenth prince died in Sanghai, and in the entire Sanghai, except for Zhou Wuliang, all of them were canonized to the throne. It can be said that he is almost the target of public criticism now, and accidents will happen if he is not careful.

"Brother Thirteen, I want to ask you to help me find a sect from Brother Seven!"

Speaking directly of his purpose, Zhou Wuliang took out a piece of purple gold jade from his bosom and pushed it in front of Zhou Wushuang, saying, "This is a thousand year old purple gold jade. Wearing it on the body can warm and nourish the meridians, increase the speed of cultivation, and prevent monks from going crazy."

good stuff!
There was a flash of light in his eyes, a baby who can avoid going crazy is rare, but unfortunately it is of little value to Zhou Wushuang, his innate sacramental body will not cause problems.

Thinking of this, Zhou Wushuang did not accept the millennium purple gold jade, but looked at Zhou Wuliang curiously and said, "Brother Eleven, you seem to be in a difficult position, I have a good relationship with Brother Seven, but you want him I can't help the sect under my hand."

"Brother Thirteen, you're being polite. Your relationship with Brother Seven is much better than being a brother."

Eyes narrowed, Zhou Wuliang's eyebrows flashed with pain, and then he took out a bell from his bosom and pushed it out; "This is a low-grade spiritual weapon, the soul-suppressing bell, please accept it."

Low-grade magic weapon!

It is undeniable that Zhou Wushuang was a little moved. Although he didn't know the low-grade spiritual weapon from Zhou Wuliang, it was undeniable that this thing was of great value.

"I don't know, which sect does Brother Eleven want?"

Reaching out his hand to pick up the soul-suppressing bell and the thousand-year-old purple gold jade under Zhou Wuliang's gaze, Zhou Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and he was also a little curious, what kind of power made him pay such a price for it.

"Inferior forces, Flying Sword Sect!" Zhou Wuliang hastily said with joy flashing in his eyes.

Flying Sword Sect?
With a frown raised, Zhou Wushuang's eyes became even more puzzled, why did Zhou Wuliang bother so much for an inferior force?
In the Hundred Religions Alliance, the sects are divided into four classes, among which the lower class is almost an existence that no one pays attention to, but he has attracted Zhou Wuliang's attention, why?

After pondering for a while, Zhou Wushuang put down the soul-suppressing bell and the thousand-year-old purple gold jade, and asked curiously, "Brother Eleven, we Ming people don't speak code words, why do you want Feijianzong?"

"This……"

Zhou Wuliang hesitated, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about whether to say it or not.

But soon, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, he looked up at Zhou Wushuang and said, "Thirteenth brother, I must get Feijianzong, he is related to my brother's life and death, you should know that the tenth brother was killed, I don't want to be the second prince to die."

"As long as you help me this time, brother will unconditionally help you once in the future. Although my power is not as powerful as Zhou Wuque and others, I still have a bit of status and weight."

"Okay! I promise you."

Nodding in agreement, Zhou Wushuang didn't care what the latter wanted Feijianzong to do, but it was enough for Zhou Wuliang's promise to be exchanged for an inferior force.

"Tomorrow, I will go to see Seventh Brother. Eleventh Brother will be with me, and I will definitely help you talk, but what price you will pay for taking Seventh Brother's power depends on yourself."

"Thank you Thirteenth Brother!"

Heaving a heavy sigh of relief, Zhou Wuliang stood up from his seat, cupped his fists in a salute, and said, "If that's the case, I'll take my farewell, brother, and come back to bother me tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Wuliang turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

"Brother Eleven, go slowly, and I won't see you off!"

After waving his hand, Zhou Wuliang's figure had disappeared from the gate of the courtyard, it could be said that he came and went in a hurry.

It wasn't until Zhou Wuliang left that Zhou Wushuang looked at the soul-suppressing bell and the thousand-year-old purple gold jade on the table, and murmured, "A mere low-level power, what is it that attracts you?"

At this time, Mu Kun entered the courtyard again, walked quickly to Zhou Wushuang, bowed and took out a jade pendant and said, "His Royal Highness, there is a person who claims to be the great elder of Yue Huazong outside the door, and he also Said to show this thing to His Highness to see."

"This is!"

Huo Ran got up, Zhou Wushuang snatched the jade pendant directly from Mu Kun, and took out the jade pendant given to him by Concubine Yang while beckoning. When comparing the two, they were exactly the same and the gaps of the two could be merged together, obviously it was the same jade pendant. set.

After a while, Zhou Wushuang came back to his senses, sat down and said, "Please come in!"

(End of this chapter)