Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

All the demons bowed their heads and knelt down to one person.

This scene is nothing short of spectacular.

Immediately, countless people fell into the feeling of shock.

At this time, Xue Lang stood up, saluted again to the position where Lu Changzhi was, and then said:

"Thank you senior for saving my dog's life, the little devil has retired."

The sound rumbled, resounding through one side, and shocked countless people present.

The change in the devil's attitude was really astonishing.

So much so that many people can't help but wonder, what kind of method can be used to train... No, to educate such a monster.

After Xuelang finished speaking, he also paid attention to the reactions of everyone present.

After hearing enough gasps, I felt confident.

He called it to save face, and in the terms of the human race, it was flattering.

Maybe once the eldest brother is satisfied, not to mention giving the scroll to himself directly, even if he lowers the requirements, it is also expected.

The ancient magic tome is of no use to the human race, but to him, once he can get it, the level of success that the human race pursues is not enough to describe his momentum of becoming stronger.

Now that you have decided to follow Big Brother, prepare to do it well!

On the other side, Lu Changzhi didn't expect the movement of the blood hammer, but he didn't say much.

Although the blood palm may have some fluffy guts, but right now with the help of the ancient devil contract, he can easily control its life and death, so there is no need to pay too much attention to these things.

At the moment, he nodded slightly.

After getting a response, immediately, a large number of blood demons emerged and returned to the void crack.

For a moment, like the tide receding, the large number of blood demons that had been menacing were rapidly reduced at this moment.

Between the sky and the earth, the blood quickly dissipated, like a mountain being moved away, and a relaxed feeling spontaneously emerged in the hearts of everyone present.

"This devil is simply too terrifying."

"Yeah, fortunately, we met a strong person who helped us out, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable,"

"Speaking of which, when did we have such a strong man in the four directions, the old saint of the holy king was forced to blew himself up, and he hadn't seriously injured the devil. This devil must be a very strong holy king, but This kind of strength has been repaired so obediently, so what kind of realm and strength does this senior have to do!"

"This kind of thing, people like us, how can we guess it, maybe it is the realm above the holy king, but I have never heard of it, what is it after all."

With the receding of the blood hammer, for a while, the attention of everyone around gathered on Lu Changzhi.

The dangerous situation dissipated, and all that was left was to relax. For a while, various guesses appeared crazily in the sound transmission.

At this time, Zhou Mu took a deep breath, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, got up to the midair, kept at a height slightly lower than where Lu Changzhi was, bowed to Lu Changzhi, and said:

"Your Majesty, Zhou Mu of the Great Zhou Holy Pilgrimage, thank you for your help today, senior."

For such a big event, as a sage, he must show something.

After a pause, Zhou Mu then asked:

"I don't know if senior has time, but I hope to stay a little longer so that Shengchao can thank you for this matter."

The rest of the powerhouses of the Great Zhou Dynasty also looked at it with a bit of anticipation in their expressions.

Expressing gratitude is true, and more importantly, by taking this opportunity to express gratitude, it is best to draw some relationships closer.

At this time today, the old saint blew himself up, and the news that he died here cannot be concealed.

This is by no means good news for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Getting closer, even if you can't, making outsiders look like one is extremely important to the current Great Zhou Dynasty.

This place is mostly people with status and status in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and these things were immediately thought of.

"No thanks."

Lu Changzhi shook his head lightly, and then looked at Zhou Changshou.

Although Lu Changzhi's gaze could not be seen, the movement of the cloak was very obvious.

Everyone looked at Zhou Changshou one after another.

"Could it be that this strong man is a friend or old acquaintance of the old sage?"

Someone thought of it in their hearts and couldn't help being shocked.

The bad feeling in Zhou Mu's heart became stronger for no reason.

At this time, everyone suddenly heard a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"All benefactors, this thing is related to the poor monk."

It was Lu Changzhi who spoke, and as his voice fell, he pointed down at Zhou Changshou.

"Ok?"

Everyone present was slightly taken aback.

How come this statement sounds familiar.

Zhou Mu looked in the direction Lu Changzhi was pointing at, and when he saw that it was his father, his face trembled slightly.

Could it be that the other party was talking about his father?

It's just that "things" are used to describe things like utensils.

How could his own father be a thing?

Of course, there is another possibility.

What the other party wanted was something from his father.

While Zhou Mu was uncertain, Zhou Changshou had a strong feeling.

What the other party was referring to was him.

It's just that the other party is a Buddhist monk, but he has practiced these things......

However, thinking about the practices of Buddhism in the Western Regions, it seems that there is no problem with saying that the world is as black as crows.

At that moment, the scruples were dispelled, and a possibility flashed in Zhou Changshou's mind.

This senior may have taken a fancy to himself.

After thinking about it, he mustered up the strength to speak, and said:

"Thank you senior, the junior is willing to follow the senior."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

"What, this powerful senior is going to accept the old sage as a disciple?!"

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, you just followed, you didn't say that you are a teacher and accept an apprentice, this is still a clear distinction, otherwise if you accidentally annoy your senior, you will cry in your next life!"

"Hey, I didn't expect the old sage to be a blessing in disguise because of his age. It seems that the old sage is also a late bloomer who comes to enjoy the blessings when he grows old."

Everyone present was very excited.

What this means, just a little thought, is enough to make people look forward to it!

"good."

Lu Changzhi nodded slightly, and said:

"If you like me, if that's the case, let's start."

There was another movement in everyone's heart.

What to start with?

It is very likely that it is to heal the wounds of the old sage. After all, the old sage has lost both arms and legs, his body is severely damaged, and his breath is also extremely weak.

I don't know what kind of means this powerful man can have.

"Could it be the rebirth of a severed limb?"

Everyone was thinking in their hearts when they saw the figure raised his hand and suddenly had the strength to roll Zhou Changshou up.

The next moment, all the strong people present felt a powerful force of thought that moved people, and it turned into an invisible and terrifying palm, falling towards Zhou Changshou's figure.

Such a move immediately aroused a voice of emotion.

A strong man is a strong man, and if he makes a move at will, it will make people feel that it is difficult to ride a horse.

"However, this doesn't seem to be for the healing of the physical body. With such a mind, could it be that the old sage..."

A strong man was talking, when his voice suddenly stopped, and turned into a shocked swearing:

"Fuck, how did the old sage's soul be crushed?!"