Seven Olds, it was indeed the Seven Olds’ arrangement.

In fact, Zhao Yu had such a guess in his heart, and now it was just the old monk Jiewu who said it himself.

When Zhao Yu was just level 5 of the Great Warrior, the Seventh Old arranged for Yang Xiao, a person from the peak of the Great Warrior, to come and be his guard entourage.

When Zhao Yu crossed the Tianhe River, the seventh old man asked Tie Lao Gui to escort him. Now when Tie Lao Gui dealt with some potential troubles, the unfathomable monk, Mr. Jie Wu, appeared. Moreover, Mr. Jie Wu had clearly stated that at that moment, the Soul Recovery Pill was specially told by Mr. Qi to pass it over to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu had already guessed about these signs.

"Master, I wonder what Uncle Seventh Master has to explain?" Zhao Yu didn't think that the old monk Jiewu asked the young monk Yichan to leave the carriage just to say this to him.

If it is really just this sentence, it doesn’t need to be like this at all. Among the following words, there must be some that are temporarily inconvenient for the young monk Yichan to listen to.

"There are two points of explanation. I hope that if Mr. Zhao has heard it, don't be disappointed with the master." The old monk Jiewu looked at Zhao Yu deeply and found that Zhao Yu was not abnormal. He continued: "First, this time we can go to Yanliangshan on the same road, but no matter what happens or people we encounter on the road, I will not interfere unless the opponent's strength exceeds your level. Under such circumstances, even if you die, I cannot interfere."

Speaking of this, the old monk Jiewu solemnly explained: "This is the special explanation of the seven elders. Therefore, no matter what troubles or enemies we encounter along the way, as long as the realm is not the realm of a wise man, I will not take action."

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly. What else could he do besides laughing bitterly? It was better before he crossed the sky, and even the Saint Warriors could not attack him.

Now, I have only walked through a few cities? Even the Saint Warriors can attack him?

According to the meaning of Master Jiewu, Master Jiewu is actually a strong man in the realm of wise men, and he is even likely to be a powerful man?

If it weren't for the old monk Jiewu, Zhao Yu would probably be so proud now.

After all... this is a strong man who is at the sage level, and if he has such a strong man next to him, is he still afraid of being bullied? Of course, he doesn't need it.

So in an era when power cannot be revealed, wouldn’t Zhao Yu be able to walk sideways?

Then others will say what the Lin family will be like. Even if there are two more top-notch forces, Zhao Yu will not be afraid.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yu is now all he has headaches and heartache.

A strong man at the lowest sage level is by his side, and he can only see and cannot use it? This is too disappointing.

"Master, didn't you say there are two points? What about the other one?" Zhao Yu shook his head with a wry smile, threw some unrealistic fantasies out of his mind, and looked at Master Jiewu and asked softly.

"The second point... If you are in danger of your life in the battle of the same level, then I can save you, but... you will lose the qualification to participate in the martial arts discussion." The old monk Jiewu clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name lightly.

These two points, whether they are the first or second, are extremely harsh for Zhao Yu.

The first point: I will not interfere even if I die. There is a super strong man around me, but I can only watch him die.

What is Zhao Yu's strength now? He is only at the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior, but who is he going to face next? According to the old monk Jiewu, Zhao Yu has to face next, not only the strong men at the level of the Great Fighting Warrior. After all, at the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior, almost most Great Fighting Warriors will not be Zhao Yu's opponents, and what Zhao Yu has to be wary of are those Saint Fighting Warriors.

All Saint Fighting Warriors, whether they are the first level of Saint Fighting Warrior or the third level of Saint Fighting Warrior, need Zhao Yu to deal with it himself.

The second point makes Zhao Yu feel even more eager to vomit blood.

In the confrontation of the same level, if there is a worry about life, the old monk Jiewu will lend a helping hand, but the price is that Zhao Yu will miss this time the discussion on martial arts, which means... Zhao Yu will not be able to enter Yan Liangshan.

Zhao Yu gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The first point was actually not surprising. It has been like this all the way since Donghai City took over the Huitong Business Alliance.

But the opponents that need to be vigilant now have changed from a great fighter to a saint fighter, that's all.

As for whether there is really a strong man in the sage realm shamelessly pulling down his face to deal with him as a junior... In fact, if there is, why would Tie Lao Gui leave?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Those old people were too old and didn't even want their faces, and they actually attacked him, a junior.

The next day, Zhao Yu was even more uncomfortable than killing Zhao Yu.

If, at the beginning, Zhao Yu just guessed that Yan Liangshan had something to do with Yan Liang's ancient tomb, then after the Ghost Emperor and others appeared one after another, after the Seventh Old Master explained the mystery of Yan Liangshan to Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu became more and more sure that there must be something strange about Yan Liangshan, especially that the Seventh Old Master once provided evidence to prove that Yan Liangshan had something to do with space and time.

This is what Zhao Yu really cares about.

Zhao Yu finally understood why when Mr. Jiewu said this, he would first comfort him and not be disappointed in the sect.

If it were any one person, when he heard that the elders of the sect made such arrangements for him, few people would probably be able to bear it.

But Zhao Yu was different. To be honest, he was not disappointed at all, and there was a hint of gratitude in his heart, especially the last sentence that the old monk Jiewu said, if he was in danger of life in the battle of the same level, he would rescue him.

However, the price Zhao Yu had to pay was just losing the qualification to participate in the martial arts discussion.

Since the appearance of the Bajue Sect, it has only helped Zhao Yu.

Originally, Zhao Yu was floating in this world like a rootless duckweed, but the appearance of Bajue Sect made Zhao Yu find a sense of belonging, not much, only a little, but that was also a sense of belonging, at least he would not think as empty as before.

"Master Jiewu, I want to ask you something." Zhao Yu suddenly looked up and looked at the old monk Jiewu who was chanting the Buddha's name with his hands folded and asked softly.

"Please tell me, donor Zhao." When the old monk Jiewu saw that Zhao Yu did not show any frustration, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was also very curious about what Zhao Yu would want him to do after hearing this.

"In the battle of the same level, no matter how dangerous it is, please don't interfere. Even if you die, the same is true. But at that time, you will need to trouble you, Master, to do a ritual for me." Zhao Yu said softly, his tone very solemnly.
Chapter completed!