Peerless Taoist

"This array was left behind by the Eastern Han Palace's Painters. This array doesn't have any special uses. It's just used to record Diao Chan's dancing. However, to be able to be treated as a royal painter, you must be an expert in formations. It is normal that you can't break it."    

Lu Yu said indifferently.    

Hearing this, Zeng Yi felt like he had been struck by lightning.    

Not only did Lu Yu break the formation, but he also told him about the origin of the formation.    

With such a deep foundation, Zeng Yi admitted that he was inferior to others.    

"I have spent my entire life and thought that I had already reached the top. I never thought that there would be someone better than me. Please accept my bow!"    

Zeng Yi bowed to Lu Yu.    

There seemed to be strands of white hair on his hair.    

Lu Yu let out a long sigh. In the end, he did not chase the old man in front of him away.    

He knew very well the hardships of cultivation.    

Some people were born lucky. Perhaps there were many fortuitous encounters that could allow them to quickly reach the peak in a short period of time.    

But some people could only climb up step by step.    

By the time they climbed to a certain height, their faces were already pale and their lives were almost over.    

Lu Yu said lightly, "I still have some time today. I will give you the time to make a cup of tea. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."    

He would definitely give the old man in front of him a chance.    

Zeng Yi's heart trembled, and an unprecedented sense of ecstasy almost occupied his entire mind.    

"Please give me some time to prepare."    

Zeng Yi immediately calmed down his inner emotions and began to organize his thoughts.    

Lu Yu nodded.    

This was what a steady person should do.    

If he asked casually, it was very likely that the question would be worthless, and the other party would also be extremely annoyed.    

After a while, Zeng Yi sorted out his thoughts and started to ask.    

Lu Yu also tried his best to answer.    

The two of them continued to ask and answer, but there were already countless elders and disciples gathered around them.    

They sat quietly at the side, listening to the conversation between the two of them. Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.    

That Zeng Yi was an array formation master!    

As for Lu Yu, he sat in front of Zeng Yi and quietly guided him like a master guiding his disciple.    

The age gap between the two of them was quite large, but now, their performance was exactly the opposite.    

"Oh my god, am I seeing things? Could it be that this person's attainments in array formations are even stronger than Grandmaster Zeng's?"    

"No wonder Master and Eldest Senior Brother respect this person so much. It does make sense."    

"Remember, these are all priceless treasures!"    

The surrounding people whispered to each other, but no one dared to interfere with the conversation between Lu Yu and Zeng Yi. All of them stood at the side and began to silently record.    

The two of them talked for the time it took to make a cup of tea before they stopped.    

Zeng Yi was in high spirits and his eyes were shining.    

In the short time it took to make a cup of tea, he had only asked five questions.    

However, these five questions that had troubled him for a long time had all been answered by Lu Yu!    

In an instant, Zeng Yi suddenly became enlightened, as if he had been enlightened. He woke up in an instant.    

"Thank you, master, for your guidance!" Zeng Yi bowed respectfully once again.    

Boom, boom...    

Right at this moment, a loud sound suddenly came from afar.    

The sound came from the vicinity of the Ling Mountain Sect.    

One of the defensive arrays of the Ling Mountain Sect was torn apart, and countless rocks were shattered. A group of men in long robes emerged from the dust.    

These people held beads in their hands, and their faces were grim. They chanted in Sanskrit and killed anyone they saw.    

The moves they used were even more ruthless. They aimed at the five senses, four limbs, joints, and other parts of the body to launch fierce attacks.    

Dozens of disciples were caught off guard, and they were immediately killed. Broken limbs and limbs flew everywhere.    

The guest elder who was guarding at the door wanted to stop him, but the big man in the front was even faster. He raised his hand and a palm flew out. The qi was like a dragon and a tiger, and the palm of his hand flashed with golden light as if it was going to be reborn.    

The Guest Elder was turned into a mist of blood and died.