Before Luo Yu's words of gratitude were finished, he was confused by these two again.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his attack power has always been the weakest, but listening to what they mean, how did he suddenly become a strong point again? Luo Yu reflected carefully, thought about it, and felt that his strong point should still be ...... Read, right?

"What's wrong with your bare hands? It's better to cultivate your body than to cultivate anything! Build yourself into a humanoid weapon! That's the true nature of a hero!"

"No matter what shape of weapon you create, I don't believe it can compare to our Chengyang Palace! It seems that only your Peiluan Hall has the method of refining the body!"

Thinking about these words, the first seat of the Peiluan Hall was on his lips every day, and he had already offended the other people in the sect, and several of them could still bear it, but the elders behind them couldn't help it, and they also began to argue for their own Dao system.

From these people's gossip debates, Luo Yu heard a lot of things, and also had some understanding of these different cultivation paths.

However, after this round, there was really no one who really attracted his attention, some of them were too biased in their cultivation concepts, and some of them were not in the right appetite, and it sounded like the battle for status, resources, and Taoism among the top sects, where was it not a contention? It was really very different from the scene of no quarrel and freedom in his fantasy.

Luo Yu never thought that there could be so many schools in a sect before, the so-called "less is gained, more is confused", he used to think that as long as there is a sect willing to accept himself, it would be good, it has always been others who pick themselves, how could he have thought that there would be a day when he would pick others?

With so many choices in front of him, Luoyu found that he had no direction at all, never thought about his preferences, nor thought about his future development, and fell into a predicament for a while.

But there were always a few things he wanted to avoid. For example, he would rather not care about the quality of the exercises, rather than worship a master who has a discordant philosophy and temperament. For another example, he really doesn't want to compete with others, what kind of chief disciple is a hot potato when he hears it.

The most important thing is that he knows best in his heart that his thunder attribute is strange, and the wind attribute has been strangely enhanced a lot, especially the results measured by Zhou Tian's astrolabe this time, not to mention that they are different from the results of the test of Old Man Wang and Jichuan Gate, even compared with the test results of Elder Yushan Sect a while ago, they are much worse.

I don't know how long I can hide these strange things that happened to me, if I am in a high-profile position, I don't know what the consequences will be if I am stared at as a thorn in the side every day.

At this time, the elders of the various peaks in the main hall had gradually changed from competing for apprentices to arguing about Taoism, and all of them had red ears and red ears, and they didn't have the heart to pay attention to Luoyu.

However, the sect master saw that he was a little absent-minded, and his thoughts didn't seem to know where he had drifted to, so he couldn't help but think helplessly, this is really a big-hearted child, isn't it important to choose the master?

But after thinking about it again, maybe it was because none of these people had aroused the interest of this child? And he, as the sect master, could be regarded as humble, and there was really such a good seedling in front of him, why didn't he want it?

So he waved his hand to stop the arguing crowd, "Don't argue yet, you've already said what you should have said." ”

He paused slightly, but did not rush to introduce himself, but looked sideways at a man who was sitting next to him and did not say a word from beginning to end.

In fact, Luo Yu had noticed this person a long time ago, he looked to be in his thirties, his face was pale, and his breath was weak, as if he had not recovered from a long-term illness. Seeing that his seat was only below the sect master, it was also the first seat of a peak, but there was no elder behind him, so he was the only one sitting there.

The sect master said to him, "Senior brother, you haven't spoken yet. ”

The man glanced at the sect master in surprise, and his face suddenly flushed, and he coughed violently. The first seat of Shengrong Valley next to him was about to get up and come over, but he hurriedly waved his hand to stop him.

Seeing him like this, the others in the hall were silent, only the head of the Peiluan Palace, still with a loud voice like a bell, suddenly popped out a sentence, "Senior brother's injury is still so serious, how can he still go out, he should be alive." ”

There was no hint of concern in the seemingly caring words, but there was a cold feeling, Luo Yu couldn't help but look at the reaction of everyone in the hall in surprise, but found that everyone directly ignored this sentence.

The man's cough gradually subsided for a long time, everyone's expressions were different, and the hall was so quiet that only the sound of everyone's long breathing remained, or the sect master patiently asked, "What's the matter?"

The man was silent for a while, glanced at Luoyu with a complicated expression, and sighed softly.

He had always thought that his old wounds had lingered for many years, and he had long since exhausted all his fighting spirit and passion, and every time he attended the first meeting of each peak, he was just a formality, often not saying a word from beginning to end. Of course, even if he spoke, I am afraid it would not be of much use.

He was not surprised by the sect master's inquiry, what really made him nervous was that looking at the child in front of him, his heart, which he thought had died a long time ago, began to beat again, and he wanted to fight for it even after he had been avoiding the world.

But he had to hesitate, because he really couldn't think of how to say his current situation to make it sound better, so in desperation, he could only say calmly: "I am the first seat of Yinyu Peak." Many years ago, he was riddled with injuries and illnesses, and he has not yet accepted disciples. I don't have much to promise you. It's just that if you worship me as a teacher, I will definitely do my duty as a teacher and lead you into the Tao, but what you can achieve in the future can only depend on yourself. ”

After resting for a while, he regained his strength and continued: "I, the Yin Yu Peak, have few people, and I don't have a senior brother to accompany you, so don't feel lonely." ”

Luo Yu saw that his voice was vain, and he began to gasp before he could say a few words, just looking at it made people worry, and he couldn't help but think that in such a seemingly prosperous sect, there would be such an existence?

However, since such a pattern has been formed, there must be a reason for its existence......

He thought so much that he forgot to thank him, but the sect master's next words woke him up, "My Mingxin Hall specializes in all kinds of spells, you can know by looking at this mural." Now that you're here, you might as well give it a try. As he spoke, he pointed to the fresco on the top of the dome.

With his finger, all the mural reliefs in the entire hall came to life, and all the scenes seemed to become real existences, forming an independent and huge world, and suddenly Luo Yu's mind was swept into it.

Seeing that Luoyu was immediately attracted by the scene in the painting, the sect master nodded imperceptibly, and the others also looked at him intently.