Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety Fifth Grade Jumper

Lu Zhou used all the divine powers of the Heavenly Book to preserve the eight extraordinary meridians of the conch.

But it can only be preserved, it can't help her to temper her body, and it can't help her practice.

Lu Zhou, who has used supernatural powers many times, is very clear about this.

Nowadays, the conch is a natural opening to the profound realm. How can people understand this?

Lu Zhou thought while stroking his beard...

What went wrong?

Ming Shiyin knelt on the ground and did not dare to speak.

Xiao Yuan'er looked at the conch on the bed as soon as she cried, but there was no cry.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Zhou couldn't figure it out either.

Even if he has thousands of years of experience and experience, he still cannot understand it.

He stood up and murmured, "Unbelievable."

Ming Shiyin raised his head, looked at Master suspiciously, and said, "Master, what's wrong with her?"

Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at the conch on the bed.

After a little perception, I felt that the conch was still breathing, and the breathing was smooth and not life-threatening.

Seeing Master frowning and thinking, Ming Shi took the initiative to get up, went to the bed, and cut the pulse with two fingers.

Eyes suddenly opened!

"Damn it!" Ming Shiyin didn't believe it, so he checked his pulse again.

Same result.

"Tongxuan------??"

Xuanzi pulled a very long tone.

He jumped back and said very vigilantly: "Master, could it be that she is a spy sent by other sects? Deliberately hiding her cultivation and strength?"

Before Lu Zhou could see him, Ming Shiyin shook his head in denial.

"That's right, the Profound Opening Realm doesn't make sense."

Xiao Yuan'er was shocked and suspicious, and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, is the conch dead?"

"She's not dead, it's alright... She stepped directly into Tongxuan." Ming Shiyin said.

"Tongxuan?"

"No body quenching, direct access to the profound..."

"..."

Make sure.

Lu Zhou still couldn't understand why she would directly enter Tong Xuan.

It's a wonder of the world.

If this girl were put into modern times, she would be even more terrifying than a grade jumper.

Grade skipping students just learn faster than others, and they skip grades with the foundation and accumulation.

It's better for her, she directly stepped over the quenching body and entered Tong Xuan.

Even the most talented Xiao Yuan'er would not be able to do this.

Just when Lu Zhou was thinking about it——

The four elders appeared in the courtyard.

"Meet the pavilion master."

Lu Zhou stopped thinking and said indifferently, "Come in."

The four elders entered the room in turn.

They glanced at the situation in the house and knew about it.

At the same time, he looked at the conch on the bed.

"What happened?" Zuo Yushu asked suspiciously.

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll come..." Ming Shiyin raised his hand with an expression that I am best at gossip.

He came to the front of the four elders, cleared his throat, and said, "Genius... super genius! Super genius... natural tongxuan... don't look at me with such crazy eyes, to be honest, you think me Neurotic, I think you are neurotic too..."

"..."

It's all about what.

very messy.

Next, Ming Shiyin explained the ins and outs of the matter.

The four of them were amazed.

Where in the world is there a precedent for entering the Profound Profound without quenching the body?

The four elders came to the bed one after another, and successively examined the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for Conch.

Check is complete.

Rao is the four elders who are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is also confused by this "world anecdote" and can't understand.

The four frowned and thought for themselves.

Lu Zhou turned his head and glanced at the four of them: "Elder Pan, do you have any eyebrows?"

"This..." Pan Litian's face twitched and he smiled, "Elder Leng must know,

The old will not be ugly. "

Leng Luo lowered his voice and said, "Elder Hua...you answer."

"Me? Let's say Senior Zuo..." Hua Wudao quickly gave up a position.

Zuo Yushu frowned.

It's embarrassing for three big men to bully a female classmate.

Really shameless than one.

However, Zuo Yushu really knew that, so he said, "I don't think she has ever undergone body quenching."

When everyone heard the words, they looked at Zuo Yushu.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Why do you see it?"

Zuo Yushu looked left and right, with the demeanor of a female gentleman, and said: "The pavilion master has used extraordinary means to keep her meridians. With the addition of the four of you and me, under such circumstances and conditions, it is extremely short. It is not impossible to cross the quenching body within the time."

"But her physical function is not strong, and she is no different from ordinary people." Ming Shiyin said suspiciously.

"The power of the pavilion master and the power of the four of us complement each other. When the Dantian Qi Sea was opened, they canceled each other out, resulting in this result." Zuo Yushu cupped his hands towards Luzhou, "Of course, this is just the old man's guess."

"It's really not easy to be able to step into Tong Xuan with such power."

Pan Litian said:

"In this way, this girl may be a rare cultivation genius for thousands of years."

Zuo Yushu said: "Indeed..."

Ming Shiyin gave them a blank look and forced them for a long time. Wasn't it his original conclusion?

At this moment, Hua Wudao came to him, bowed and said, "Pavilion Master... I am willing to accept her as my apprentice, I will do my best, and I will impart what I have learned in my life to her without reservation! Please make the Pavilion Master complete! "

Cold Luo said:

"A girl who learns from you how to play a turtle with a shrunken head? Leng thinks that this girl is very suitable for learning the art of Taoism. Leng promised that she will be the next master of eight-leaf Taoism."

Pan Litian disagrees:

"The old man doesn't think there is any difference between the way of concealment and the method of shrinking... She has such a talent, she should learn from the old man, what is the eight leaves, the old man hopes that she will become the nine leaves!"

Zuo Yushu entered Motian Pavilion late.

But seeing such talented people, I couldn't help but love them.

She was originally a daughter's family, and the Confucian sect passed on men and not women, which made her hate it, but it was a pity that she was brought into the coffin with everything she had learned.

"Old...Old..."

Haven't spoken yet.

Lu Zhou raised his hand and said indifferently, "Okay."

The room was quiet.

This is where he started to fight to accept disciples.

His eyes swept away, and the four elders did not dare to express their opinions.

"Her affairs, this seat has its own arrangements... Let's go."

The four bowed and left the South Pavilion.

Once outside the South Pavilion.

The four of them sighed and shook their heads.

"It's a pity that such a genius cannot be my disciple..." Pan Litian sighed.

"Don't think about it anymore, with the pavilion master here, how can we get our turn..."

The other three were startled.

It makes sense.

How to forget about this.

...

in the room.

Lu Zhou glanced at the unharmed conch.

I do have the idea of ​​accepting her as an apprentice, but... accepting an apprentice will not bring benefits, and it will also distract your attention.

According to Ji Tiandao's order of apprenticeships, the nine disciples are all related to that poem. So... the tenth disciple's name is Conch, does that mean that everything has deviated from its original trajectory?

"Take care of her." Lu Zhou ordered.

"The disciple obeys."

Let's figure out her secret first.

Why can't the real eye see, why is she a natural Tongxuan, where did she come from, where did she go...

...

Two days later.

The Battle of Jingzhou broke out.

With the support of Penglaimen, the Netherworld Sect under the leadership of Zhenghai attacked the city with all his strength.

Huang Shijie and Yu Zhenghai, two masters of eight leaves, plus Hua Chongyang, many masters of the Nether Sect, attacked Jingzhou City.

Chaos in Jingzhou.

In less than three days, the defending army of Jingzhou retreated steadily.

The Nether Sect took advantage of the opportunity to take the Jingzhou General Mansion.

In the General's Mansion, Yu Zhenghai was in a much better mood than before.

"I can defeat Wenshu this time, thanks to Brother Shijie's help." Yu Zhenghai said to Huang Shijie next to him.

Huang Shijie waved his hand and said, "It's just dipped in the light, Yu Sect Master Daxuan Tianzhang, a knife that shook the mountains and rivers really opened my eyes."

Everyone in the world said that Yu Zhenghai's cultivation was extremely high.

But very few people saw him take action.

In the battle of Jingzhou, Huang Shijie had to admit that even if he was Baye, it would be difficult to defeat Yu Zhenghai.

"Brother Shijie has any requirements, even if you mention it, this sect master will try his best to meet it." Yu Zhenghai said.

Huang Shijie originally had a lot of requirements, but when he thought of Ji Tiandao's nine-leaf golden lotus, he said: "Friends help each other, why do you need to see outside...cough...cough..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out blood.

"Brother Season!"

"I'm fine... That old thief Wen Shu lost head-to-head, so he made a sneak attack... It's just hateful!"

At this moment, Hua Chongyang walked in quickly from the outside.

He cupped his hands towards the two of them and said, "Reporting to the leader, I have searched every corner of the formation area, the old thief of Wenshu, run away!"

Hearing this, Yu Zhenghai said solemnly, "Dig the ground three feet, and find him for this sect master!"

"Follow the sect master's orders!" Hua Chongyang bowed.

...

At the same time, in a ditch to the north of Jingzhou, four or five people in armor were running around in embarrassment.

"General Wen, go this way... Follow the ditch between the two rows of towering trees, and go 50 miles to the Tianhe River. The subordinates left a boat by the river."

The old man surrounded by the middle, the armor has been damaged, and the face is scarred.

This person is one of the eight commanders guarding Jingzhou, a master of Confucianism and General Wenshu.

Wen Shu glanced at Jingzhou City, shook his head and said, "I won't avenge this revenge, old man, I promise not to be a human being."

The voice just fell.

From above a giant tree in front, there was an indifferent and gentle voice: "Sorry."