Peerless Taoist

The two strong men had a dispute over Lu Yu!

The Yin Luo young Lord opened his eyes and muttered to himself for a long time: "no, I'm the real genius. Why can't you see me?"

He is just a boy.

But the Lord of the world of Wuliu wanted to accept Lu Yu as his own disciple.

The identities of the two are almost different, and there is no need to compare them at all.

Di Zhan's golden dagger sat on the chair: "this boy is also the descendant of my subordinates. He just accepted a disciple, but it's not satisfactory. I finally found such a good seedling. How can I be willing to let you destroy it?"

"Dizhan!" the Lord of ulio screamed, "you will not be an enemy to me!"

"What can I do to be your enemy? You are just a dog. At the beginning, you were just a slave while you were still there. Now you are your Majesty's slave. Dare you bark at me?" Di Zhan didn't think so.

"You want to die!"

This sentence was a satire. The Lord of the world of ulio was very angry and raised his hand to fight Di Zhan.

Both sides are just a virtual shadow. They move their hands to produce a violent wind, which will blow the people still standing on the stone platform.

Lu Yu looked on coldly.

One is the enemy of a previous life and the other is the traitor who betrayed him. Even if they die together, Lu Yu's heart will not make a ripple.

"My friend, I'm a master of Fu Zhixue. I'm also cold. I'm here to help the master recruit an eye-catching student. It seems that you have also practiced Confucianism and Taoism. Would you like to learn Confucianism and Taoism with me?"

Fu Zhixue, dressed in white, came to Lu Yu slowly.

Lu Yu was surprised. His own breath converged a lot. Unexpectedly, he was penetrated by Fu Zhixue.

But then Lu Yu thought for a moment and said, "well, I will follow the sage of literature to practice Confucianism and Taoism!"

Fu Zhixue was overjoyed: "OK! Younger martial brother, you are really refreshing. Here is the master's waist token, which contains a divine thought of the master. When you open the road to heaven, you can directly put your mana into the waist token, and I will feel it and pick you up."

Then he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment. He took out an ancient book from the storage bag and put it in Lu Yu's hand.

"Here is a collection of poems that the master gave me at the beginning. They are all war words made by the master. Once they are displayed, thousands of troops and horses can be summoned to fight for others at the same time. I have nothing to prepare. Take it first, younger martial brother!"

Fu Zhixue solemnly put this ancient book in Lu Yu's hands.

This ancient book is very thick and heavy in your hand.

Lu Yu's heart is a little warm. The Fuzhi theory is light, but Lu Yu knows that this thing is precious.

This kind of calligraphy is not written casually. Each book contains the great efforts of the literary saint.

It can be said that even the sage of literature, it is very rare to write such an ancient book.

Lu Yu said sincerely, "thank you!"

Fu Zhixue was elated: "it doesn't matter. You and I are martial brothers. These things are just external things and are not worth mentioning!"

With that, Fu Zhixue also shouted to the two fighting in the sky: "general Di, Lord of the Wuliu world, I have taken this son, Wenyuan Pavilion!"

The two people who were still fighting in the sky suddenly stopped.

Di Zhan glanced at Fu Zhixue, snorted coldly, walked directly into the carriage, turned and left.

A pair of hate eyes twinkled under the mask of the Lord of ulio.

He stared at the landing feather and said with a cold smile, "I remember you!"

When a group of Xuanxian strongmen saw that Lu Yu had been accepted, they also regretted and sighed, and turned away.

For a moment, the whole sky was empty and silent.