The Lord of Beacon City could not respond to Lu Chen's question, so he had to enter meditation on the spot, release his spiritual consciousness, fly countless billions of miles, and go to the higher-ups of Zhongzhou City for instructions.
After about an hour, the Lord of Fenghuo City regained his consciousness and made an announcement on the spot.
"Zhongzhou City has just issued a notice that the crisis in Beacon City has been resolved. All recruitment orders have ended and the warriors who came to support can go back."
At that moment, the entire Beacon City was in a sensation, with millions of warriors jumping for joy and excitement.
The recruitment order is finally over.
They can finally go back.
There are as many as one million warriors recruited this time!
If Wufang City hadn't suddenly increased its troops in large numbers and launched a massive attack, there would have been no need to recruit millions of warriors to support them.
Normally, the intensity of the war in the Land of Chaos is not that great. It is enough for hundreds of thousands of warriors to be stationed in Beacon City.
Because the Wufang City opposite also has about the same number of troops.
"Lu Chen, I hope you will stay and continue to be the battle commander of Beacon City. If you want to be the leader of Beacon City, I can also give up your position!"
The Lord of Fenghuo City actually said this, "With you in charge, Wufang City is afraid of you and must not act rashly!"
"As long as I'm here, don't even think about five years of peace. There will only be more wars!"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Several races across the street have enmity with me. As long as I'm not here, they can't find trouble."
"this……"
Hearing this, the city lord of Fenghuo City showed a look of regret, "What a pity. If not, you really could have suppressed those evil monsters in Wufang City."
"Lord Lian is okay too!"
Lu Chen conveniently put Lian Jia on the table.
"No, no, no, I can't. I'm just an ordinary warrior, not that powerful."
Lianjia waved his hand quickly.
"Sooner or later you will!"
Lu Chen smiled, took out a brocade box and stuffed it into Lian Jia's hand.
When Lian opened the frame and took a look, he was stunned and stunned, and his five senses were distorted by joy.
That brocade box was filled with hundreds of Nine-Pattern Alchemy Saints!
He holds an important position in Fenghuo City, and he only gets five Saint Pills every month, and he has four lines and five lines.
Lu Chen was really generous with his gifts. He gave away nine-marked saint pills and hundreds of pills. I don’t know how he got them?
The medicinal power of the Nine-Line Saint Pill is many times that of the four-line and five-line Sage Pills. It will definitely be greatly improved when he practices it.
This batch of Nine Marks Saint Pills may not be able to help him become a true king.
But this can definitely help him grow in strength and even become the strongest half-step true king in the land of chaos!
"You are so rich. With your help, Lian Jia will be invincible in the saint's territory!"
The Lord of Beacon City looked at the elixirs in the brocade box and was filled with emotion.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your cultivation!"
Lianjia quickly thanked him.
"Cultivation doesn't count. This is just a small gift I gave you in return for taking care of us when we first came here."
Lu Chen smiled and said this.
The Fanatic Legion has already used the Sanhua Saint Pill, and the Nine Pattern Saint Pill is a eliminated product. This pill is really not cultivated, but it is what Lian Jia deserves.
If Zhen Lu Chen really wanted to cultivate a person, he would pull that person into the legion and let him enjoy all the resources and benefits of the legion.
When Lu Chen left Beacon City, the city lord and Lian Jia led all the warriors in the city to see him off and gave him the highest standards.
After coming out of Beacon City, Lu Chen was in a cheerful mood and wanted to walk around. He deliberately did not look for the teleportation array, but flew back with the entire legion in a mighty manner.
"Did you really kill King Ma?"
While flying, Lingwa suddenly came over and asked.
"I said no, do you believe it?"
Lu Chen asked back.
"Do not believe!"
Lingwa shook her head.
"Then I say yes, do you believe it?"
Lu Chen asked again.
"I don't believe it either!"
Lingwa shook her head again.
"I'll go, what do you want?"
Lu Chen was confused.
"I want to know the truth!"
Lingwa said.
"Well, the truth is that King Ma was not careful when he walked and hit the edge of the knife. With a click, a demon head flew out."
Lu Chen smiled.
"You... are not upright and I don't want to deal with you anymore."
Lingwa frowned, turned her head and flew away to the ten maids.
"Yeah, yeah, just ignore it, just ignore it."
Lu Chen smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed, "It's strange that you ignore me. If I go out for something, I promise you to follow me like a shadow."
Three days later, Lu Chencai led everyone back to Tianhuang Academy.
However, everyone was surprised to find that the desolate mountain gate was now bustling with people.
In front of the mountain gate, there were about 100,000 young warriors gathered, all of them were saints, and they all looked humble, and they didn't look like they were looking for trouble.
And Uncle Li, leading the few Tianhuang disciples, was politely refusing those visitors to enter the academy.
"Your uncle, what's going on?"
Zuo Xue came down and asked immediately.
"Your uncle, the dean is finally back. Your uncle, I am finally free."
Uncle Li immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Somehow in the past two days, one hundred thousand saints suddenly came. Do they have to become disciples of Tianhuang Academy?
Since the dean is not here, I dare to recruit people randomly, so I have to let them wait outside."
"If I go, one hundred thousand young saints will come to join us. Our Tianhuang Academy will be able to cheer up immediately, and the academy's former glory will soon be restored!"
Zuo Xue was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked up to the hundred thousand saints, raised his arms and called out, "I am Zuo Xue, the dean of Tianhuang Academy. You all came here because of my name. I am very happy. In response to your request, I have carefully considered it."
Consider and decide everything..."
Before Zuo Xue finished his last sentence, the Hundred Thousand Saints suddenly roared and ran away in an instant, leaving him alone and messy in the wind.
The one hundred thousand young saints did not run away, but ran towards one person, and that person was Lu Chen.
"Master Lu, we are here!"
"Master Lu, do you still remember to wait for us?"
"Master Lu, if I can't join the Fanatic Legion, I will join Tianhuang Academy!"
"Lord Lu, there is a serious mismatch between his combat power and his realm. He was born in Tianhuang Academy, so there must be a big mystery here!"
"Master Lu, if we guessed correctly, Tianhuang Academy must be a holy land for cultivation, and we long for it!"
"Master Lu, there are too few disciples in Tianhuang Academy. If you accept us, you will definitely strengthen Tianhuang Academy!"
"Master Lu, we all gave up our original power just to join Tianhuang Academy. If you don't accept us, we will become martial arts orphans!"
Those 100,000 young saints were the warriors who had left Beacon City. They surrounded Lu Shen, pleading with each other.
"I'm not the dean. If you want to enter Tianhuang Academy, you should find the dean."
Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh, so he turned around and asked Zuo Xue, "Dean Zuo, what do you mean?"
"snort!"
Zuo Xue felt a little unbalanced and couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"I understand, the dean is angry, but he doesn't mean to accept it!"
Lu Chen suddenly realized.
"No, no, no... no, it's not like that. That's not what I meant. Don't get it wrong. Don't get it wrong!"
This chapter has been completed!