Wudu, Imperial Palace, Taihe Palace

In the main hall, the civil and military officials and the emperor of the martial kingdom were all sitting and waiting.

"Beihan Guanshou will meet Zhang Zijian, the general of the northern part of the town!"

Outside the main hall, there was a sound, and for a while, the silent hall seemed to be activated.

Everyone's eyes instantly moved to the temple gate.

"Stampede ............"

The sound of footsteps came, and it was Zhang Zijian who stepped into the door of the palace, dressed in armor, as a soldier, bowing slightly to the emperor of Wuguo above the main hall.

"Your Highness, Chen Wu has already brought."

At the gate of the palace, Chen Wu, who had changed into a plain robe, walked in.

The eyes are watching inside the hall, the unfamiliar environment, the strange people, but everyone is observing themselves.

"I've seen Your Majesty!"

Chen Wu bowed slightly, and did not kneel down to worship, and for a while, in the main hall, some people frowned.

"Bold, seeing that Your Majesty didn't kneel, you ............"

"Alright."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the young man in the seat.

The young man is none other than the new monarch of the martial country, enjoying the luck of the martial country, and the breath is unfathomable.

"Chen Wu, do you know why you are here?"

Wu Guoxinjun looked at Chen Wu, who was only twenty years old below, and was also interested.

The newspaper said that the other party's strength and blood are comparable to Confucianism.

Twenty-year-old Confucian, this is unprecedented.

"I don't know."

Chen Wu shook his head, although he had already guessed in his heart, Chen Wu didn't know.

If you really want to get your own strength, you can do it at the North Han Pass.

"Be honest, you'll find out in a moment."

Wu Guoxinjun nodded, and among the hundreds of officials below, an old man walked out.

The old man looked kind, smiled at Chen Wu, walked to his side, and waved his right hand.

I saw a flash of spiritual light, and in the next second, a drop of blood appeared in the old man's hand.

"Huh?"

Frowning, Chen Wu didn't notice it at all just now.

"Don't worry, there's no harm to you."

As if seeing Chen Wu's concern, the old man said, and then a burst of silver needles probed into the blood beads.

The bright red blood beads flickered, but after a while, the light faded.

"Alas, alas, alas!"

The old man sighed, shook his head and sighed.

For a while, everyone in the hall felt a sense of regret.

The old man is none other than a great doctor.

Personally took action to test Chen Wu's physique.

If you can find a way for the human race to become stronger. That's a great blessing.

The old man shook his head at the new monarch of the martial kingdom, signaling that this kind of power could not be taught.

Wu Guoxinjun nodded, also understood, and looked at the sky above the palace.

At this point, I can only ask that person to help.

"Buzz.........

The space seemed to be imprisoned for a moment, and a faint fragrance wafted through the main hall, and a person with the aura of the Holy Dao all around him appeared.

The person who came went straight to Chen Wu, just pointing at Su Mu's blood beads, and in the next second, the Holy Dao aura poured into it.

The brilliance flashed away, and the old man also sighed, shook his head, and disappeared.

For a while, the hall returned to normal.

Chen Wu's brows furrowed, in the scene just now, he was actually approached defenselessly.

"Is that a saint?"

Secretly in his heart, it was the first time that Chen Wu felt the majesty of the Holy Dao so closely.

In the sky above the Martial Kingdom, just after the old man retreated, dozens of saints and gods were discussing with each other.

"Can't you teach it?"

"It seems to be just a special physique, I'm waiting for a fuss."

"And what should this man do?"

“…………”

Hundreds of schools of thought, many demi-saints are paying attention to this place, and their thoughts are communicating with each other.

It was only when they learned that this power could not be inherited, and the demi-saints sighed, but also began to think about making good use of Chen Wu's card.

Now that it has been confirmed that it cannot be inherited, the value of Chen Wu is much smaller.

"We've confirmed it, but the demon clan can't confirm it!"

"Huh? You're going to use him as bait? ”

"This ......... Can the demon clan be so stupid? ”

"Strange goods can live, the demon clan will take the bait!"

“……………”

The saint's divine thoughts exchanged, and in the hall below, Chen Wu calmly looked in all directions.

The civil and military officials in the main hall looked at themselves differently.

"Your Highness, since you can't teach it, I beg your Highness to approve Chen Wu to join the Northern Han Army!"

Also noticing the changes in the hall was Zhang Zijian, who stepped out at this moment and asked for Chen Wu's life.

Chen Wu's strength is obvious to all, if he joins the Northern Han Army, the north of Wu will be safe.

"Chen Wu's matter is decided by a saint, so let's do it today."

Wu Guoxinjun, after taking a look at Chen Wu more, he couldn't teach it, and he also lost interest.

Everyone bowed back, but Chen Wu was left behind.

An inexplicable figure appeared in front of Chen Wu, and everyone seemed to have not seen it.

"Huh?"

Such a strange scene made Chen Wu's brows furrowed.

"Don't worry, I'm the one who can get you all the way."

The smile in the mouth of the visitor seemed to be bland, as if it was threatening.

"What?"

The other party is so strong, Chen Wu also understands that he didn't do much to waste time.

"Kill the demon!"

The visitor spat out two words lightly, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly.

"Yes."

Looking at the visitor, although the other party's strength is very strong, Chen Wu is not weak.

"Huh? Hahaha, interesting, interesting! ”

The visitor laughed, and then left, and the temple returned to calm.

"Let's go, let's take a rest."

Zhang Zijian didn't notice the previous abnormality, and looked at Chen Wu, which was very complicated.

The sage intervened, which was definitely not a good thing for Chen Wu.

"Uh-huh."

Chen Wu also nodded and followed Zhang Zijian to leave step by step.

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, Chen Wu felt a little more relaxed.

Clenched his fist, and the strength in his body seemed to have increased a few points.

"Dad, how is it, have you saved Brother Chen?"

Out of the palace, Zhang Ziliang came over directly and asked.

"This matter has its own conclusion."

Zhang Zijian said angrily, he didn't expect that a saint would intervene in this matter.

Chen Wu is worthless, and he still has to be judged by the saint.

Could it be, what's the big deal?

Zhang Zijian was puzzled, as a soldier Confucian, he was away all the year round and knew very little.

"Uh...... Above, is it ............?"

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by Zhang Zijian, talking about saints in vain, which is a big crime.

Zhang Ziliang was not very speechless for a while.

All the way back to the arranged residence, Chen Wu lay on the bed, looking at the roof in a daze.

The right hand is drawn in the air.

Today's test should be that everyone wants to see their own strength, but can they be imparted.

But Chen Wu himself didn't know what his strength was.

In his mind, a trace of picture flashed from time to time, but Chen Wu didn't know it.

"Is that a dream or not?"

(End of chapter)