Lu Hantian's eyes narrowed slightly, especially when he felt that the meridians in his body were smooth and comfortable, running several times or even dozens of times faster than usual, the corners of his mouth curved in ecstasy.
"Little guy, how about becoming my disciple? I will help you break through and become a saint in a short time."
Yan Ji stared at Lu Hantian with burning eyes. Although Lu Hantian lived for nearly a hundred years, Yan Ji was a saint and his life must have been measured in millennia. It was not too much to call him little Lu Hantian.
Lu Hantian was startled, but Zhuo Wen showed a look of ecstasy and said to Lu Hantian: "Brother Hantian, why don't you agree quickly?"
Yan Ji is the master of the Divine Nether Realm, and his cultivation has reached the level of Heavenly Sage. It would undoubtedly be a blessing for Lu Hantian to become the former's disciple.
Empress Lu Han realized this later, but also knew that Yan Ji was extraordinary, so she quickly bowed down and said, "Disciple, please see the master."
Yanji nodded repeatedly, Lu Hantian was a Hansoul Saint, and was destined to be a genius who could become a saint.
Yanji was naturally in a happy mood to receive such a genius.
"Master, please take Zhuo Wen under your wing. His talent and strength are better than mine! With your guidance, he will definitely become a saint soon." Lu Hantian said with a smile.
Yan Ji was startled, then shook his head and said: "You are different. Zhuo Wen is indeed very talented, but I can't teach him, and I can't even guarantee whether he can become a saint."
"Why?" Lu Hantian stared.
"Because Zhuo Wen is a dragon soul warrior, and his dragon soul is a being like the Taiyou Holy Dragon."
Saying that, Yan Ji suddenly looked at Zhuo Wen and asked, "Zhuo Wen, was it extremely difficult when you broke through to the imperial power realm?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, then he smiled bitterly and said: "It is indeed quite difficult."
"Your dragon soul origin is too strong. It takes a lot of energy to break through the big realm. It is much more difficult for you to break through the imperial power realm than ordinary warriors. Then the pilgrimage realm will only be more difficult than the imperial power realm, and it will be even more difficult.
Much harder.”
"Of course, once you break through, your strength will be extremely terrifying, and ordinary Xuansheng will not be your opponent at all."
Having said this, Yan Ji stared at Zhuo Wen quietly.
Although Zhuo Wen's talent and strength may be more terrifying than Lu Hantian, whether he can become a saint is still unknown.
After all, becoming a saint is not just playing tricks. Even those geniuses who showed extraordinary talents in the early stage may be eclipsed in the level of becoming a saint.
Coupled with the presence of Xiao Hei in Zhuo Wen, it may be more difficult to become a saint than ordinary warriors.
This is also the reason why Yanji is willing to accept Lu Hantian as his disciple, but he does not accept Zhuo Wen as well. After all, no matter how talented Zhuo Wen is, so what? If he cannot become a saint, he will not be of much use.
Zhuo Wen fell silent. Although Yan Ji's words didn't sound good, they were indeed the truth.
When he broke through to the Imperial Power Realm, Zhuo Wen had already guessed that it would be much more difficult for him to break through in the future than for ordinary warriors, and he was mentally prepared for this.
"Although becoming a saint is much more difficult than ordinary warriors, there is still a chance, right?" Zhuo Wen suddenly said with a smile.
Looking at Zhuo Wen's tenacious smile, Yan Ji's eyes narrowed and a hint of emotion appeared in his heart.
"Master, if you don't accept Zhuo Wen, you have to give him some guidance, right?" Lu Hantian said with a flattering smile.
Yan Ji smiled and said: "That's natural. After all, Zhuo Wen is also a member of my inner court, and you, Zhuo Wen, are also the person with the best chance of understanding the law of void in the inner court. I hope you won't disappoint me."
"Uncle Yanji, don't worry. I will do my best on this matter." Zhuo Wen said respectfully.
"As long as you have this intention, remember that you will always be a part of Jia Shen College. Our college is willing to protect you from wind and rain, but at the same time, we also ask you to contribute to the college." Yan Ji said with a smile.
"nature!"
Zhuo Wen leaned over and his heart moved slightly. He knew that what Yan Ji was talking about should be the ice flame holy talisman on his body.
After all, Yan Ji did not get back the Ice Flame Holy Talisman on his body, and he obviously planned to sell him a huge favor. If he could reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the future, he could take care of Jia Shen Academy.
Of course, Zhuo Wen would have done this even if Yan Ji hadn't said it. After all, the Ice Flame Holy Talisman belongs to the inner court. He is not a selfish person, so he naturally knows how to be grateful.
"There is also the Xuanzhong matter. I have completely solved it for you. You don't have to worry about it at all." Yanji continued.
Zhuo Wen nodded. Mu Chenxue had already told him about Xuan Zhong. Although he killed Xuan Zhong, Yan Ji didn't mean to blame him at all.
"The Nine Netherworld Conference will start soon. Zhuo Wen will go back to understand the Law of the Void this time. If you can finally fully understand the Law of the Void before the Nine Netherworld Conference, your strength will be even higher." Yan
Ji smiled and said.
"Disciple knows." Zhuo Wen said.
"Well, let's go out. I need to train this boy Han Tian. Before the Jiuyou Conference, this boy must at least master the Law of Han Soul."
With that said, Yan Ji lifted up Lu Hantian with one hand, and like a roc spreading its wings, he instantly disappeared into the Hall of Ice and Fire.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed and he whispered: "Brother Hantian's fortune is coming this time. I wonder what level his strength will be when we meet again at the Jiuyou Conference? I really look forward to it."
With that said, Zhuo Wen disappeared into the Ice and Fire Hall.
After walking out of the Palace of Ice and Fire, Zhuo Wen immediately saw a graceful figure standing at the door of the palace.
"Chen Xue!"
Zhuo Wen called out softly, and the beautiful figure slowly turned around and smiled brightly at Zhuo Wen, and the smile was extremely bright.
For some reason, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly when he saw the bright smile on Mu Chenxue's face, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. He always felt that there was some sadness behind Mu Chenxue's smile.
Mu Chenxue threw herself into Zhuo Wen's arms like the wind. The two of them did not speak and stood quietly at the door of the palace.
Zhuo Wen's heart trembled. He found that Mu Chenxue was trembling at this moment.
"Chen Xue, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Wen said in surprise.
"I'm cold, hold me tight. Will you hold me tight forever?" Mu Chenxue said softly.
Zhuo Wen hugged him tightly with his arms and said softly: "Don't worry, I will hold you tight and hold you tight forever."
"Um!"
Mu Chenxue nodded slightly, resting her head on Zhuo Wen's arms, as if she was quietly listening to the latter's breathing.
"It would be great if we could continue like this, it would be great if we could continue like this forever." Mu Chenxue murmured softly.
"Yes, we will be together forever, always together." Zhuo Wen said with a smile.
After a long time, the two separated. Mu Chenxue took Zhuo Wen's arm and said, "Will you stay with me tonight?"
Zhuo Wen was startled, nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"
…
As night falls, like a black dragon pressing down on the environment, it covers the sky and the sun, and the stars in the sky are sparse.
In Tiandu Peak and Piaoxue Pavilion, the dim lights kept swaying.
As the pavilion collapsed, two figures hugged each other quietly. Mu Chenxue leaned on Zhuo Wen and said softly: "Zhuo Wen, I want to hear a story. Tell me the story of Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan!"
"good!"
Zhuo Wen hugged Mu Chenxue tightly and spoke eloquently: "Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan Pass, was furious just because Chen Yuanyuan was snatched away by Liu Zongmin. He refused to surrender Li Zicheng and lured Qing troops into the pass..."
Zhuo Wen spoke quietly, and Mu Chenxue listened quietly, with the flickering lights illuminating the two people's figures.
When Zhuo Wen finished speaking, Mu Chenxue suddenly pressed against Zhuo Wen's body, and then her cherry red lips were printed on Zhuo Wen's lips.
Zhuo Wen froze. He did not expect that Mu Chenxue would be so proactive today, but he did not refuse. He held his waist as soft and boneless as a water snake, and responded passionately to the latter.
The charming aura diffused under the dim light. Under the illumination of the light, the two figures were constantly intertwined and blended together.
What Zhuo Wen didn't know was that in the light inside the pavilion, there was a faint wisp of purple gas spreading, and a delicate fragrance emitted, with an intoxicating smell.
…
In the early morning, in Piaoxue Pavilion, a beautiful figure slowly stood up. Her jade-white back was exceptionally dazzling under the dim morning light, like the finest mutton-fat jade.
Mu Chen Xueyu stretched out her hand, and the scarlet silk and satin attire was snatched from the spirit ring and draped on her body.
Then she came to the dressing table and quietly combed her hair. Three thousand black hairs were coiled up, and it was always appropriate to wear light and heavy makeup.
After doing this, Mu Chenxue came to the couch in the center, squatted down gently, and stared at the sleeping young man in front of her, as if she wanted to imprint the young man's face deeply in her mind.
"Zhuowen, I love you and always have loved you!"
Mu Chenxue smiled sadly, leaned down and kissed Zhuo Wen's face like a dragonfly touching water.
After doing this, Mu Chenxue's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and then walked out of Piaoxue Pavilion.
At this moment, the atmosphere in Tiandu Peak was extremely solemn. Old Man Tiandu, Yang Yi, Jian Mu and even the other eight main peak peak masters were all coming.
Not only that, even the three saints from the inner courtyard, Yanji and others, actually gathered in Tiandu Peak, as if they were welcoming some distinguished guest.
"Girl Chenxue, you... what should I do with Zhuo Wen?" Shao Yu suddenly came to Mu Chenxue, his eyes filled with complicated expressions.
Mu Chenxue sighed softly and said, "You also know the rules of the Burning Heaven Sect. The Saint can only stay in the inner courtyard for five years. Now that the five years are up, she must return to the Southern Barbarians."
Shao Yu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a terrifying rumbling sound.
I saw, far away in the sky, a boundless sea of fire. Looking carefully, I saw an extremely huge flaming bird in the sea of fire, flying through the sea of fire.
Even from a very far distance, the heat wave that hit made many inner courtyard disciples feel hot all over.
"The phoenix shadow of Burning Sky Sect, it seems that Burning Sky Sect has a great person coming this time."
Yan Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was full of solemnity. Only the senior officials of Burning Sky Sect can master the phantom of the phoenix.
It was obvious that the Burning Heaven Sect paid great attention to Mu Chenxue when they came to greet him this time, otherwise they would not have come riding the phantom of the phoenix.