Peerless Taoist

Tian Yue is still wearing a luxurious royal coat today, but now it is all stained with soil and looks messy.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the disciple who had just shot, shouting, "how dare you do it to me in the academy?"

"Who started with you? We're allowed to compete on the sermon. We're just competing with you."

"Yes, if you don't accept it, you can challenge it again."

Hearing what they said, Tian Yue stamped angrily: "you are hurting your fellow disciples and bullying more than you can. I'll play it to the vice president!"

The crowd laughed even more: "if you have the ability, go. Didn't you send a group of people to besiege Lu Yu just now? Why, you are only allowed to besiege Lu Yu, so we don't need to besiege you?"

Tian Yueqi trembled all over, but he also knew that he was not the opponent of the disciples in front of him.

There are at least a dozen senior disciples just now. Chailongxiang alone is enough to crush him, not to mention other people.

The senior disciples who just attacked Lu Yu secretly are now abandoned. Tian Yue is alone and can only say angrily, "wait. Sooner or later, this boy will go astray."

Staying here can only continue to be regarded as the laughing stock of everyone. Tian Yue had to turn around and leave.

After Tian Yue left, the whole hall was finally quiet.

Everyone watched the landing feather and waited for what Lu Yu said next.

Lu Yu did not explain, but spit out a syllable.

Boom——

As the syllable echoed everywhere, the walls of the whole hall suddenly began to tremble violently.

The candles in the hall began to sway violently, as if a gust of wind was blowing them.

Many people don't understand what this syllable is talking about, but their brains are like being struck by the bell like a Hong Zhong Da LV, which dissipates all distractions in their hearts.

There was silence and no one spoke.

Then Lu Yu spit out a syllable again.

In this way, every syllable is not the language of future generations, but it can silence all monks at the moment of appearance.

Those disciples of Yuding academy, either rebellious or conceited, fell into deep intoxication at the moment when Lu Yu preached.

No one knows what means Lu Yu uses.

But no one chooses to refuse, because only when you are in such an environment can you feel your change.

It was as if his brain had been dusty for a long time, and suddenly one day he opened his orifices and became more intelligent.

In front of everyone, there is more or less their own fantasy, and they are deeply immersed in this environment.

This is the truth of the road.

When Lu Yu first met que Hou, que Hou used the truth of Da Dao to pass it on to Lu Yu.

After all, there are too many inheritances of an immortal. Whether in language or text, the efficiency of inheritance is very low.

In ancient times, immortals preached and communicated with each other with the truth of the road. In an instant, thousands of ideas crossed, and often one hour was better than hundreds of days of communication.

If it had been before, Lu Yu could not have used such a means.

But now, Lu Yu himself is the body of Wu Sheng, not only the flesh, but also his brain has become extremely developed. Many previously hoodwinked places can learn from themselves without teachers, have many wonderful ideas, and can give out the truth, teaching tens of thousands of people at ease.