Three days, Zhu Yu spent three days using a "pure butterfly".
Returning to the original cultivation, practicing Wanshou's intermediate skills and Wanshou's advanced sword techniques with Wanshou's peak strength, it can be said that he has made great progress with each passing day.
In three days, the "Six Gods Art" was cultivated to the eighth level, and the "Six Gods Art" was cultivated to the ninth level, which is almost the highest level in the middle stage of Wanshou. Therefore, such gains are huge.
As for Zhu Yu's sword art "Golden Cicada Sword Art", he has cultivated it to the state of great success. After that, Zhu Yu can practice the sword art of the God Transformation Level.
So these three days are three days of rapid progress for Zhuyu.
Unfortunately, the time is still too short.
But fortunately, Zhu Yu still has two "Butterflies of the Pure Child" to use.
According to the old rule, Zhuyu will keep one "Innocent Butterfly" for emergencies, and with the other "Innocent Purple Butterfly", Zhuyu is confident that he can cultivate the "Six Gods Art" to the tenth level or above, and the "Chaos Opening Sky Diagram"
It’s almost the same level after cultivating to the late Wanshou stage.
When the time comes, it will not be a problem for the Zhuyu host's cultivation to reach the late Wanshou stage.
With this kind of strength, and the power of an "Innocent Butterfly" at critical moments, it won't be a big problem for King Juyu to stand out.
Zhu Yu now understands that the core of the secret realm of "Innocent Heart" lies in the "Innocent Butterfly".
Therefore, this time the king's competition is a huge opportunity for Zhu Yu. He has the four-character motto "blunt, upright, empty, and courageous". He must work hard to practice it and strive to win the "innocent butterfly" again during the king's competition.
Once that happens, Zhuyu can improve the strength of his host again, and finally the body and the host's cultivation will be completely consistent. The next step is to separate himself.
With the separation of itself completed, Zhuyu now has two lives, one body and one clone. Zhuyu's combat power will inevitably increase exponentially.
And after being separated, Zhu Yu can take advantage of the opportunity to step into the realm of becoming a god. Once he becomes a god, his future will be bright.
After practicing, Zhu Yu walked out of the central military tent and was in a good mood.
Ma Sihai leaned over outside the Chinese military tent, with a smile on his face like a flower: "Young master, you have come out of seclusion. It seems that your complexion has made a breakthrough again. It seems that this time, Wang Bishouhou, is very powerful.
The young master is the best."
The corner of Zhu Yu's mouth curled up slightly and he said: "You are a duplicitous fellow. I am not the only one who is thinking about Marquis Shou! Did I hear that you said the same to Zhu Biao in the Zhenxi Army?"
"Uh..." Ma Sihai blushed. Even though he was very eloquent, he was speechless.
The eldest son of the Zhu family, Zhu Biao, is the head of the five great kings of the general's palace. He is the most domineering and powerful, and he entered the late stage of Wanshou many years ago.
Western Chu has not had a decent king competition for many years. Without a king competition, Xi Chu always recommended Shouhou. Zhu Biao could not compare with Xiang Yuan, Xiang Ding, let alone Ma Sihai and Zhan You, so he could not be recommended.
This time, the Overlord of Western Chu publicly announced that he would restart the Wangbi. Zhu Biao regarded this opportunity as an opportunity to be proud and proud, and had already regarded Shouhou as his own.
Ma Sihai was famous for his flattery in the army, so he would inevitably say some disgusting words in front of Zhu Biao.
Now when he said this in front of Zhu Yu, it made him passive.
Zhu Yu snorted softly and said: "Go back and tell Fatty Zhu that as long as I'm here, he can only lick my butthole. The old witch who came in after three times will use all kinds of tricks to no avail. I don't even have Xiang Ding."
In your eyes, he, Fatty Zhu, is nothing but competing with me for longevity?"
Ma Sihai said yes again and again, and with a smile on his face, he said: "Sir, the general has a vicious eye. Your personality is most like his. In the future, the Suppressing West Army will most likely be yours."
Zhu Yu turned to look at Ma Sihai, narrowed his eyes, smiled, and said: "Suppressing the Western Army? Don't you, Ma Sihai, miss the Suppressing Western Army?"
Ma Sihai's face changed drastically, he knelt down and said: "Master, please don't scare me. If the general finds out about this, he will have to take my head off and use it as a chamber pot."
Zhu Yu kicked Ma Sihai on the shoulder, kicked him over, and said: "If you are thinking about the Zhenxi Army, just worry about it. As long as you can control Zhan You, don't let him steal the limelight. I don't care about the Zhenxi Army."
, Do you understand?”
Ma Sihai's expression changed suddenly, his lips moved repeatedly but he did not dare to speak, but there was cold sweat running down his back.
Ma Sihai was familiar with all the sons of the Zhu family, but only Zhu Yu's words made him feel awkward.
Perhaps it is true, as Zhu Xiazi said, that Zhu Yu is most like him, courageous, with poisonous eyes and not afraid of death.
He, Ma Sihai, is the right general. Although he is naturally servile, who dares to treat him as a slave except Zhu Xiazi?
When the five great kings of the general's palace saw him, they also attracted him one after another, but Zhu Yu only regarded him as a slave.
Ma Sihai initially thought that Zhuyu was just a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. He had little experience in the world and did not know how powerful it was.
But the few words Zhu Yu just said are not words that a person with little experience in the world can say. These few words poked Ma Sihai in the waist, which can be said to be a self-inflicted wound.
What does this mean? It means that Zhu Yu really treats him as a slave and has the same mentality as the general.
Zhu Yu kicked Ma Sihai over, ignored him, and continued to move forward.
As soon as he took two steps, he frowned and turned to look at the sky.
In the sky, a one-legged old man flew up and landed in front of the Chinese military tent.
"This old guy is really punctual!" Zhu Yu muttered secretly.
The person coming was naturally Xuanhuang Qi. When Xuanhuang Qi landed, Ma Sihai hurriedly approached, but was kicked away by Xuanhuang Qi and shouted: "Get out of here! Zhuyu, follow me to the military tent in the palace."
Ma Sihai was kicked away by Xuanhuang Qiyi with one leg, and his heart was full of grievances, but he didn't even dare to fart in front of Xuanhuang Qi.
"Old man, what kind of medicine did you take to make you choke so much? Why did you go to the Central Army's tent? Do you want to seal me again?" Zhu Yu frowned.
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me!" Xuanhuang raised his seven hands, and the squid couldn't help but rise into the sky.
The seven magical powers of Xuanhuang and the sword pulled the squid and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Ma Sihai got up from the ground and dusted himself off, feeling much more comfortable.
Zhu Yu was not only so arrogant and unreasonable to him, but Xuan Huang Qi was such an awesome person that he coaxed him to the heavens. Wasn't he called an old thing by him?
"Young master, you are so damn domineering. You are the real son of Zhu Xiazi! I will have to serve you more diligently from now on."
Besides, Zhu Yu was dragged by Xuanhuang Qisheng and went straight to the military tent of the Fierce Tiger Army.
Xuanhuang Qi's face was ashen all the way, and he didn't say a word. He didn't speak, and Zhu Yu didn't speak either. The two of them just faced each other, with two pairs of eyes like a bastard and a mung bean.
Until they reached the sky above the Chinese military tent, Xuan Huang Qi couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted: "Boy, you can take care of yourself. If it doesn't work, you should die early and be reincarnated!"
"What's wrong? Old guy? You want to take me to the frying pan!" Zhu Yu said in surprise.
Xuan Huang Qi let out a long sigh, turned his head to the side, shook his head repeatedly, and said nothing.
After the two landed, Zhu Yu realized that, good guys, there were people crowded outside the Chinese military tent.
The Liehu Army, the Qiance Army, and the Zhenxi Army all have elite generals and above, and they are densely packed with hundreds of people.
On the two big tiger-skin chairs in the middle, Xiang Jingtian and Zhu Liba sit high on them. On the right side of them, Tianshi Su Qinghe sits. The other gorgeous chair is empty, which is obviously Xuanhuang Qi's position.
, on the left are Liu Qingyi wearing a feather fan and silk turban, and Zhan Xi Army’s left general sitting on your right.
This battle is huge...
Xuanhuang Qi brought Zhu Yu and threw it into the square in the middle. He returned to his seat in a flash and turned into a dull gourd. His face was extremely ugly.
Zhu Yu was so angry that he stamped his feet and roared: "You old guy, why did you bring me here in such a hurry? Why don't you let me be a monkey watching? You will die if you say a word!"
With Zhu Yu's words, the whole place fell into silence.
Originally, the arrival of the squid caused quite a stir.
Zhu Yu is now the hero of the three armies. Everyone has seen him lead the 500 Golden Guards against the phantom army of 3,000 Kui beast cavalry. Countless people have been impressed by Zhu Yu's strength.
Of course, it also makes many people envious and jealous.
Today, all the three armed forces are equipped with top-notch generals and above. The arrival of Zhu Yu’s army will not cause a commotion.
But Zhu Yu’s words were so damn sudden and shocking.
Who is he talking to? Who is this old guy?
Are you fucking talking to Mr. Xuanhuang? So arrogant?
A group of younger boys opened their mouths in fright, while a group of older generation gods-level and even heavenly master-level bosses were all dumbfounded. They had all heard of Zhu Yu's name, but few of them had come into contact with this younger generation.
Today this kid came on stage as soon as he came on stage. He was so damn original.
"Haha!" A long laugh resounded through the sky, and Zhu Liba, the general of Zhenxi, stood up.
He is wearing a military uniform today, his back no longer looks hunched, and his one eye adds to his fierce and domineering look.
He laughed loudly and stood up proudly, showing off his demeanor as a great general.
"Yu'er, your temper is indeed so lively. Okay, okay, I'm Zhu Xiazi's kind, so I should have this kind of urine." Zhu Liba said.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang didn't tell you what happened today, let me tell you. The King of Western Chu is about to compete, and today is the day of the primary election. There are 108 people in the primary election for the three armies, and you are no exception!" Zhu Li said loudly, he
Pointing his fingers around, he continued:
"Look, today the masters of my Western Army, Fierce Tiger Army, and Qiance Army are all here. The fierce generals in the army have gathered together, and one hundred and eight people have been selected by the gods. You should also join the brothers in the army.
Let’s communicate more.”
Zhu Yu stood stunned on the spot, speechless.
He was still wondering why Xuan Huang Qi was so bad-tempered today, so that was it.
Is there any primary election for Wang Bi? Zhu Yu has never heard of it.
I guess Xuanhuang Qi was sure that he would not be able to do it and would lose his old face.
With Zhuyu's current strength, there is no problem in passing the primary election, but it is difficult to say whether he will be ranked.
After all, the strength of the Zhuyu host is still only at the middle stage of Wanshou, so it is absolutely impossible to be ranked among the top in the primary election.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yu snorted and said: "I will not participate in the primary election. I am injured, so I will not fight!" (To be continued...)