A trace of murderous intent spurted out from the gun, and ordinary people would feel as if they were falling into hell even if they took just one look at it.
Lu Wuya took the spear and suddenly felt a weight in his hand. He quickly tried his best to hold on to the spear.
He is already a strong man in the late stage of the out-of-body realm. Just carrying a spear requires all his strength!
"This is Lu Qing's magic weapon. Now it has returned to its original owner! I will give you another magic formula. This is my original military strategy. You must understand it as soon as possible!"
Di Zhan pointed his finger, and a ray of red light instantly penetrated Lu Wuya's eyebrows.
Lu Wuya trembled all over, and almost instantly, the murderous aura around him became particularly solemn.
Faintly, a cry of killing resounded from all directions, shocking people's hearts.
The leader of the Lingxiao Sect took a deep breath: "This is a great blessing. I didn't expect that the Lu family would have such an opportunity in the heaven. With such a strong man as my teacher, it is estimated that no one will be able to compete with the Lu family in the future."
Under the gaze of countless people, Lu Wuya accepted this magical power.
There was a hint of pride in his eyes, and he raised his head, looking down upon the heroes.
At this moment, the curtains of the other two carriages also opened at the same time.
Next to the carriage Di Zhan was riding in, there were two other people walking out in turn.
If you look closely, you can see that both of them are located behind Di Zhan, and their status does not seem to be as high as Di Zhan's.
They are a man and a woman, both handsome and distinguished.
The man spoke first and said slowly: "Who is Xuanzhou Academy, Meng Zhuyun?"
His voice is very elegant, making people feel the urge to obey him.
Meng Zhuyun was stunned and quickly replied: "That's right."
The man smiled and said: "I am Fu Zhixue, my teacher is Yi Han, I was granted the title of Literary Sage, and also served as the Grand Master in the Yu Dynasty. If you have the master's instructions, then you are my junior sister. My teacher is in retreat.
I will do the cultivation for you, with the magical power of my junior sister Ci."
Meng Zhuyun was extremely excited and thanked her quickly: "Thank you, senior brother."
Fu Zhixue was not in a hurry to bestow magical powers, but smiled and said: "Before coming, Master also gave me an order to test the junior sister's skills. It seems that the junior sister has studied Confucianism, so I will use my heroic spirit to
For a test, let’s see how junior sister is doing.”
Meng Zhuyun immediately released the majestic energy around her body.
Confucian cultivators read poetry and books, not only practiced Taoism, but also studied some classics and histories.
After reading thousands of volumes, these Confucian practitioners will generate great righteousness in the body over time.
The strength of a Confucian cultivator is largely determined by his grandeur.
Meng Zhuyun's majestic energy was released instantly, and it actually had a range of 100 meters.
Moreover, there is a hint of imperial domineering mixed in the majesty, which makes people feel a sense of surrender from the bottom of their hearts after just one glance.
Fu Zhixue praised: "Junior sister seems to be practicing the way of the emperor. Master happens to have done a lot of research on this way. No wonder he will accept you as his disciple."
Meng Zhuyun was stunned for a moment, and she said with some astonishment: "Senior brother, I don't have much exposure to the ways of the emperor."
Xuanzhou Academy majored in poetry, and its articles were beautiful and moving, but they really abandoned the way of the emperor as if they were worn out shoes.
The expression of admiration on Fu Zhixue's face became even louder: "It seems that junior sister is indeed humble. This magical power belongs to none other than junior sister."
He took out a bamboo slip from his arms and threw it into Meng Zhuyun's hand.
Meng Zhuyun opened it gently, only to see a flash of white light, and soaring majestic energy spurting out from inside. She was so frightened that she quickly closed the bamboo slips.