Creation Color Master

Inside the theater, after hearing about Master Ren Woxing's actions, the Yang family members and Chu Mo were shocked, yet also filled with joy and pride.

If this kind of story were to spread, I believe everyone in Xiayang would feel happy.

Yang Jiye stroked his white beard and said, "Although you all come from a family of thieves, you still have the righteousness of the country. This really makes me admire you."

Chu Mo looked at the crystal blue bow and arrow on the stone table, which looked like an exquisite ornament, with ten Tiangang restrictions flashing on it.

Chu Mo stroked it gently. He knew very well the value of this spiritual weapon, which could be called a national treasure.

Even though you are a cultivator in the third realm and have spent your entire life searching for spiritual objects to refine spiritual weapons, it would be good enough if you could obtain a spiritual weapon with ten to twenty Earthly Evil Restrictions. You should know that if you want to increase the number of restrictions, not to mention the requirements for the Mohist refining level, the materials consumed are huge.

The taxes collected by the Xiayang Dynasty for twenty years added up to the value of one Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends restricted spiritual weapon, and all the taxes collected for fifty years were barely worth one Heavenly Fiends restricted spiritual weapon.

Therefore, any spiritual weapon that possesses the Tiangang restriction often represents not only immeasurable value, but also the inheritance of a family, which often requires a family to accumulate for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Chu Mo said in a serious tone, "Brother Ren's thieves have made great sacrifices to steal this treasure, but I'm afraid the Frost Eagle Tribe will not let it go. If it is not handled properly, it may trigger another war between the two countries."

Ren Woxing said, "Brother Chu, if the people from the Frost Eagle Tribe come, you will have to hand me over. I only hope that you can protect my fellow apprentices."

Chu Mo shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Once you are handed over, it means you have admitted that the Tianhan Cloud Piercing Bow is in the theater. They will not stop at all. So when the Frost Eagle Tribe comes to you, you must hide. I will take care of everything that happens next."

Chu Mo hid Ren Woxing and others in the Battle Martial Hall, where there was a secret space opened up by the Sumeru Realm Stone. In addition, with the concealment of the formation in the theater, Chu Mo believed that even a cultivator of the third realm would be able to see something.

At the same time, Chu Mo was also preparing to deal with the arrival of the Cold Eagle Tribe.

When Chu Mo heard the information about the Cold Eagle Tribe from Lin Mingwei, he had a certain understanding of the strength of the Cold Eagle Tribe. In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, it seems that the power of the theater alone is not enough to deal with them.

Several flying falcons, whose bodies looked like white clouds, flew straight into the sky and soon disappeared into the horizon.

Chu Mo looked at Lin Mingwei behind him and said softly, "Let's go to the outer courtyard and wait for the people from the Frost Eagle Tribe to come."

After saying that, he walked towards the outer courtyard.

As soon as I arrived at the outer courtyard, I saw a wind sparrow landing on the branch of a winter plum tree and handing a letter to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo opened it with a serious expression. After seeing the contents inside, he exclaimed, "What a quick move! They have already passed Hanyang Pass. According to the secret guards' guess, they will probably find this place in half a day."

Lin Mingwei's face was expressionless, he just said calmly: "My lord, don't worry, as long as the people of my Lin family are still here, we will not let them step into the theater and hurt you in the slightest."

What Chu Mo didn't know was that everyone in the nearby Lin Mansion, under the command of Old Madam Xu, was also preparing for battle at any time.

Yang Jiye led the Yang family to stand in two rows, protecting Chu Mo and Lin Mingwei in the middle. After hearing Lin Mingwei's words, Yang Jiye also said, "My lord, don't worry. If you want to touch you, you must step over the corpse of my Yang family general."

Suddenly, a solemn and murderous atmosphere filled the theater.

Time passed by minute by minute, Chu Mo looked at the blooming winter plums, wondering what was in his mind?

In Huangyun Mountain of Qudan County, the Huangyun Temple was bustling with people coming and going, and the pilgrims had happy smiles on their faces.

Zhang Jue in the inner hall finished listening to Chu Mo's message. He looked at the people gathered in the hall with a serious expression and said softly, "The lord is in trouble. Generals Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, please follow me. The rest of you should maintain the normal operation of the Taoist temple."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked down the Taoist temple and headed towards Yong'an Town.

In the governor's mansion, Chen Gong was busy handling government affairs, while Chen Ping and Cao Shen also had memorials from various counties beside them.

Zhou Wenlong rushed in from outside and said, "Mr. Chen, something bad has happened. The theater sent a letter saying that Master Chu Mo is in danger."

Chen Gong stood up suddenly, walked quickly to Zhou Wenlong and grabbed the letter in his hand. Chen Ping and Cao Shen also reacted violently.

After reading the whole story in the letter, Chen Gong realized the seriousness of the matter and said, "Chen Ping and Cao Shen, I'll leave the affairs of the prefectures and counties to you two. I'll take Zhou Wenlong and set off immediately to help the lord."

"Also, Sun Anzheng has now become a ghost cultivator of the Yin Sect, and his cultivation has reached the third realm. He may take the opportunity to retaliate against us. Now that Zhou Wenlong has been taken away by me, you should try not to go out before I come back, and be careful."

Chen Ping and Cao Shen said with a worried look on their faces: "We understand this matter. You'd better leave quickly. If you are late, it may be too late."

Chen Gong didn't waste any more words. He glanced at Zhou Wenlong and walked out.

After Zhou Wenlong had a conversation with Chen Gong, he went to see Lin Mingwei and the two talked for a long time.

In the end, Zhou Wenlong found Chen Gong and successfully joined Chu Mo's army.

In a dark dungeon, it was pitch black. Even if a torch was lit, it only illuminated a small area.

At this time, Li Ru was torturing a man. The man was lying on a splint covered in blood, and only a slight gasp proved that he was still alive.

At this time, a secret guard hurriedly handed a letter to Li Ru.

When Li Ru saw the unique mark on the envelope, his expression changed and he quickly opened the envelope and started reading.

After reading the contents of the letter, Li Ru secretly thought that something was wrong.

He looked at the half-dead prisoner and said in a cold tone: "Han Xinghe, come with me to Yong'an Town in Liufeng County as soon as possible."

There was a sound of footsteps in the darkness, and soon a man dressed like a scholar and wearing a yin-yang robe slowly approached.

In front of the gate of Yong'an Town, a group of people slowly walked into the town. They were the people from the Cold Eagle Tribe.

Sarliang slowly said, "How is it going? Have you found out the exact location of the clan's spiritual treasure?"

The person beside him closed his eyes and sensed it, saying, "Sir, it is in Yong'an Town, and the aura is strong. It should have just arrived not long ago. It is in this direction. Please follow me, sir."

As he spoke, he urged his horse forward and headed towards the east of the town.

There was a huge group of people on the street. Each of them was extremely ferocious and strong, with tattoos on their faces, and they looked like bandits entering the village.

For a moment, the whole street became quiet and everyone hid themselves.

It was not until the group of people left a long distance that the villagers poked their heads out tremblingly, looked at the people and horses going away, and murmured: "Where did this group of strong men come from? Why did they come to our Yong'an Town?"

"Looking at the direction, they should be heading to the east of the town. They look like they are not friendly and are probably looking for a fight."

Soon, the group arrived in front of the theater, and Sarliang asked very seriously: "Are you sure the aura ends here."

The soldier nodded seriously and said, "Sir, it was cut off from here. I suspect the thief is hiding in this theater."

Sarliang waved his hand with endless coldness in his eyes, and immediately more than a dozen people surrounded the theater.