General Jin Jia raised his eyebrows: "This son is deceitful and ruthless, and Wen Sheng will accept him as a disciple?"
Fu Zhixue said indifferently: "The so-called teaching without discrimination, everyone has something worthy of being taught. Master accepts apprentices, and Lord Hou is probably not qualified to point fingers."
His master is a dignified literary sage, one of the three masters.
Even if General Jinjia is a majestic Marquis, it is impossible to presumptuously treat Wen Sheng.
Fu Zhixue continued: "Master Hou has just beheaded the Lord of the Nether Realm. Although the Nether Realm has surrendered to us in name, it is inevitable that there are some remnants of the Nether Dao Army who plan to seek revenge from Lord Hou. I heard that the Nether Realm Daojun's former disciple has already found you."
General Jin Jia's complexion changed, and he said in a deep voice, "I want five thousand official positions!"
Fu Zhixue said lightly: "The Holy Majesty let me take charge of the Ministry of Officials out of trust in my subordinates. Three thousand is already the limit, please forgive me, Lord Hou."
"Hmph!" General Jin Jia snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Following the departure of General Jinjia, the terrifying coercion around him dissipated in an instant.
And the white light falling from the token gradually became blurred and dimmed.
"You will provoke the mighty Marquis Xu Guizong, you really will cause trouble for me." Fu Zhixue murmured: "However, in our school, the last thing we are afraid of is trouble."
"This token can only call me once at most. If you get into trouble again, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you."
Fu Zhixue looked at Lu Yu, then glanced at the direction where General Jin Jia left, and his figure gradually disappeared.
"Click!"
The token seemed to have lost its last trace of strength, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground, completely losing its luster.
And Lu Yu was always in a coma.
His physical injury was too serious. Under the powerful coercion of the world lord level, even if the opponent was just a phantom, it was not something he could bear with his current cultivation base.
Now Lu Yu, all the muscles and bones of his whole body have been shattered, and countless large and small meridians have also been ruptured, and strands of blood gradually flowed down from his muscles.
But maybe Lu Yu didn't even think that a strong force began to spread gradually in Lu Yu's body.
Lu Yu's original physique was strong enough, and the strength of his muscles and bones far exceeded that of monks of the same level.
Because of this, even if he got the inheritance of Quehou, there are only a few who can absorb it.
But now, Xu Guizong broke all the meridians, muscles and bones of Lu Yu's body, just invisibly, and provided Lu Yu with a chance to recast again.
Countless meridians and bones, under the support of Quehou's huge mana, began to repair quickly.
The re-condensed bones are covered with a dazzling golden light on the surface, and there are countless ancient seal characters inscribed on them, and the extraordinaryness of these muscles and bones can be seen at a glance.
Following Lu Yu's breathing, wisps of turbid air were expelled from the body, and every time he breathed out, Lu Yu's breath became stronger and stronger.
He seemed to have entered an ancient state of cultivation. He seemed to be in a coma, but his whole body was constantly cultivating.
Boom!
Accompanied by a loud noise in Lu Yu's body, the bottleneck in the late stage of the Supreme Realm was directly broken through, and everything seemed to be a matter of course for the improvement of cultivation base.
One day, two days
?As time passed day by day, Lu Yu's cultivation was also gradually getting stronger.
And on the tenth day, the peace of hell was suddenly broken again.
"Who told me what happened to Wangtian City of my Yin Luozong!" An extremely cold voice suddenly came from the sky above hell. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com