The two powerful men actually had a dispute over Lu Yu!
Young Master Yin Luo opened her eyes wide and murmured to herself after a while: "That shouldn't be the case. I am the real genius. Why can't you all see me?"
He is just a boy.
But World Master Wu Lue wants to accept Lu Yu as his direct disciple.
The identities of the two are almost completely different, and there is absolutely no need to compare them.
Di Zhan Dama Jindao sat on the chair: "This boy is also a descendant of my subordinate. He just accepted a disciple, but it is not satisfactory. I finally found such a good seedling, how can I be willing to let you destroy it?"
"Di Zhan!" Realm Master Uluo screamed: "You must be my enemy!"
"So what if I am your enemy? You are just a dog. When the Lord Netherworld was still here, you were just a slave. Now that you are His Majesty's slave, do you dare to bark at me?" Di Zhan disagreed.
"you wanna die!"
This sentence was regarded as a sarcastic statement. Realm Master Wuluo was furious and raised his hand to hit Di Zhan.
Both sides were just shadows. They moved their hands to create a violent gust of wind, blowing the people who were still standing on the stone platform to stagger.
Lu Yu watched with cold eyes.
One was an enemy from his previous life, and the other was a traitor who betrayed him. Even if they both died together, Lu Yu's heart would not be shaken at all.
"This friend, I am Fu Zhixue, my master is Taifu Yihan. I am here to help my master recruit some interesting students. I see that you also seem to have practiced Confucianism and Taoism. I wonder if you are willing to learn Confucianism and Taoism with me.
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Fu Zhixue, dressed elegantly in white, slowly came to Lu Yu's side.
Lu Yu was greatly surprised. His aura had become much more restrained, but he didn't expect that Fu Zhixue would still be able to see through it.
But then, Lu Yu thought for a moment and said: "That's fine, I will follow Literary Sage to practice Confucianism!"
Fu Zhixue was overjoyed: "Okay! Junior brother is really happy. There is Master's waist card here, and there is a divine thought from Master in it. When you reach the road to heaven and open it, you can directly put the mana into the waist card, and I will
I feel the need to pick you up."
Afterwards, he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then took out a classic from his storage bag and placed it in Lu Yu's hand.
"Here is the collection of poems that Master gave me originally. It contains all of Master's words of war. Once used, it can summon thousands of troops and horses to fight for others at the same time. I have not prepared anything. Junior brother, please accept it first!
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Fu Zhixue solemnly placed this classic in Lu Yu's hands.
This classic is very thick and heavy in your hand.
Lu Yu felt a little warm in his heart, Fu Zhi theory was so light, but Lu Yu knew how precious this thing was.
This kind of calligraphy treasure cannot be written casually. Each book contains the powerful efforts of the literary saint.
It can be said that it is very rare for even a literary saint to write such a classic.
Lu Yu said sincerely: "Thank you!"
But Fu Zhixue said proudly: "It doesn't matter, you and I are brothers, these things are just external things, not worth mentioning!"
After saying that, Fu Zhixue shouted at the two people fighting in the sky: "General Di, Lord Wuluo, I, Wenyuan Pavilion, have accepted this son!"
The two people who were still fighting in the sky suddenly stopped.
Di Zhan glanced at Fu Zhixue, snorted coldly, stepped into the carriage, turned around and left.
Under the mask of World Master Wuluo, a pair of hateful eyes flashed.
He stared at Lu Yu and said with a cold smile: "I will remember you!"
When the group of powerful Xuanxian men saw that Lu Yu had been accepted as a disciple, they all sighed with regret and turned to leave.
For a time, the entire Tongtian Temple was empty and silent.