Chapter Eighty-Five: Hate
The battle for Lu Tianjun has finally come to an end. In the end, Pu He could only watch Lu Tianjun trot to the camp tent of the Feipeng team, and then stood behind Huan Yin respectfully, and even showed an extremely excited look. Of course, Pu He could only watch as Lu Tianjun transferred the 100,000 spirit stones he gave him to Huan Yin, and was taken into Huan Yin's arms with a smile on his face.
Pu He felt like crying without tears at the moment, he couldn't accept the fact that Lu Tianjun was taken away by Huan Yin. His mind was blank, and he sat on the ground in a daze, and he had even lost the ability to think.
The expressions on the faces of the soldiers of the whole battalion were colorful at the moment, and they obviously didn't expect that it was Huan Yin who won in the end, and they won so thoroughly and simply. They all feel that today's competition is no different from a big drama, not to mention the ups and downs of the plot, it is even more exciting, which is a feast for the eyes. Of course, what everyone is most curious about is what Huan Yin paid, and what kind of content was written on the jade slip given by Huan Yin, which could make Lu Tianjun finally show such a posture.
The only person who can answer everyone's question is Huan Yin himself, and the only one who is standing behind Huan Yin at this moment is Lu Tianjun. He was still full of excitement, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes that looked at Huan Yin from time to time were still full of obvious light.
Lu Tianjun knew very well what Huan Yin had given him, but he wouldn't say it or mention it to anyone. Because he was afraid that once he mentioned it, it would be difficult for him to monopolize the benefits if he let more people know about it.
However, Lu Tianjun still couldn't help but sketch in his mind over and over again the situation when he accepted the jade slip, just like a monk boy who first saw the road to heaven, such a beautiful thing always lingered in his heart and lingered.
Lu Tianjun remembered very well that when he saw the jade slip thrown by Huan Yin, he was actually a little dismissive of it. However, when he finally caught the jade slip and opened it to look at it, his mentality changed completely.
The jade slip is a very ordinary, ordinary jade slip that can no longer be ordinary. There are no mantras in it, no supernatural powers, just a video recorded. However, this image is more valuable to Lu Tianjun than any magic power.
Because this image records a white-robed and silver-haired monk, standing between heaven and earth, with empty hands and nothing. However, with only a slight stroke, the air flow around him turned into substance, and he caught it in his hand, and it turned out to be the material for refining. Then, with a slight wave of the monk, the fire in his hand suddenly broke out, and it turned out to be three colors, and different temperatures and attributes were also highlighted, it was a flame that Lu Tianjun had never seen anywhere, and it was also the most wonderful flame in his opinion, the most suitable for refining. Then, with a slight push from the monk, the flames wrapped the refining material that came out of thin air, and "Xuan" was refined. The monk did not borrow any furnace dings, as if he had used the earth as the bottom of the furnace, the sky as the lid, and the vast world between heaven and earth as the furnace body, refining the utensils.
The entire refining time is not long, and it is less than a hundred breaths. For such a period of time, Lu Tianjun didn't think that he could refine a magic weapon, let alone refine it out of thin air? However, the white-clothed and silver-haired monk really stopped like this. After the flames dissipated, and Lu Tianjun could once again see the object in the hands of the white-clothed silver-haired monk, what he saw was an unknown immortal sword that was completely transparent, as if it could be integrated with the entire heaven and earth and the air current. And the aura emitted by this fairy sword is actually enough for nine grades!
In his life, Lu Tianjun was obsessed with refining, and he was even more proud of his identity as a refiner, and he also got a lot of benefits because of his outstanding refining methods. By now, Lu Tianjun was about to touch the threshold of the Instrument Immortal, and he thought that his refining technique was close to the peak level, and his self-esteem was also very high.
However, even at his current level, he had only forged a nine-rank immortal sword so far. Although it contains a lot of real strength, he knows that it also contains a lot of luck. He wants to forge a nine-grade immortal sword with nine out of ten and completely step on the stable immortal realm, and there is still a way to go. However, for the white-clothed silver-haired monk, forging the Nine Rank Immortal Sword was like a small skill of carving insects at his fingertips. Not only are the materials chosen at random, but they are all completed in a very short time with their own flames. It is conceivable that the white-clothed silver-haired monk's refining attainments are incredible. The mere Nine Rank Immortal Sword is obviously far from the limit of the magic weapon he can forge!
The content on the jade slip is equivalent to opening a door for Lu Tianjun, letting him know what is called a real refining weapon, and also letting him know his insignificance in this way. So, from the moment Lu Tianjun finished reading the content on the jade slip, he was completely shocked. His dedication to the way of refining weapons made him instantly let go of all his previous conceits, and he felt like a child who had just stepped on the path, and he had to follow in the footsteps of the white-clothed silver-haired monk on the jade slip, and learn the true way of refining weapons with him, instead of being complacent!
As soon as this thought arose, Lu Tianjun immediately reacted at that time, and the white-clothed and silver-haired monk was actually opposite him, sitting steadily in front of the camp tent of the Feipeng team, smiling at him. The person who only had the identity of the captain was a peerless powerhouse who was extremely hidden, a figure he couldn't understand at all. So in the end, he knelt down without hesitation. At that moment, it doesn't matter what immortal jade, what exercises, or what benefits. Lu Tianjun has only one obsession in his heart, that is, to worship under Huan Yin's knees, if he can learn a little bit of refining methods from him, this life is enough!
At that moment, Lu Tianjun finally got his wish and joined Huan Yin's command, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed. However, Huan Yin is also quite satisfied with such a result, which is a win-win situation.
Lu Tianjun's obsession with the way of refining weapons and his pride in his status as a citizen of the Heavenly Dao are all qualities that make Huan Yin fancy them. In addition, Lu Tianjun really has good refining attainments and potential, which can be of real help to his great cause, so Lu Tianjun is really the best choice for his subordinates. In fact, the moment Lu Tianjun appeared, Huan Yin had already directly locked him as one of the recruits who had to be obtained.
For a long time, Pu He was lying on the ground stupidly, looking completely depressed, and he didn't say a word. However, one of his cronies reacted first, thinking that if a commander of Puhe Hall had been like this, wouldn't this face be thrown on the ground for people to step on casually today? Especially when he found that the discussion around him was becoming more and more unfavorable to his side, he felt even more that he had to do something.
"Your Excellency...... Master Pu!" the cronie pulled Lapu River, whispered two words, and finally woke up Pu He.
As soon as Pu He came back to his senses, saw the eyes of this cronie, and saw the situation around him, he immediately reacted. So, he quickly patted himself and stood up, but he was still extremely depressed in his heart.
When the herald saw Pu He getting up, he stood awkwardly for a long time before he asked, "My lord, there are two more people, let's continue?"
Pu He was silent, and the cronie just now said: "My lord, now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, it cannot be changed, and it is useless to think too much. Now there are two newcomers left, and we must not let Xue Buping benefit anymore. ”
When Pu He heard it, it was like waking up from a big dream, and this was the key to finally understanding the moment. So, he stared viciously at Huan Yin, who was on the opposite side with a smile on his face, and finally gritted his teeth and secretly said that what his cronies said was good, and he could only look forward at the moment.
So, while thinking that Huan Yin must look good next, he must get his face and field back, and even it is best to try to get back all the things he lost, so that Lie Panruo will not find trouble for himself, and at the same time he said to the herald: "Go on." ”
When the herald received the order, he immediately stepped forward, walked to the front of Puhe's camp, and shouted: "Below, please invite the next recruit to oppose the election, I hear that people hate my brother!"
The shouting was particularly loud, as if the herald was deliberately pulling everyone's attention away from the good show just now, pulling it back to the next counter-election, and at the same time trying to relieve Pu He's embarrassment. And after this shout, the herald's purpose was really achieved.
I saw that everyone turned their heads, including everyone in the Feipeng team, and they all looked at the passage they had already looked at twice. Then, everyone saw the young man who walked out slowly, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was originally in the prime of his youth. However, there is no vitality in the young man's body at all, some are just gloomy and gloomy, and there is even a sense of vicissitudes that does not match his age at all.
The boy wore a cyan robe that did not match his figure, and his feet were almost covered underneath, and the neckline on top covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his appearance. It was as if the boy wanted to wrap himself up in this way, to separate himself from others and from the whole world. Rejecting people thousands of miles away, the teenager's dress gives people exactly this feeling. Coupled with the temperament around him, it is even more so.
The boy didn't walk fast, but he was steady step by step. He walked on the road, exuding a unique temperament that instantly attracted everyone's attention. However, being watched by so many soldiers, he didn't have the slightest feeling of stage fright. He didn't even look at anyone around him, as if he had been immersed in his own world, indifferent to everything else.
Finally, the boy came to the camp in Puhe. However, he did not salute Pu He like the two before, but straightened his body a little, so that his covered face was more exposed, so that everyone could see a rather handsome young face.
The face should have been immature and ruddy. However, there was none of this on this face, only a slight paleness, and three shocking scars across the left side of the face.
The young man opened his mouth and said, "My name is Wen Ren, fifteen years old, Heavenly Dao Monk, I have broken through the ninth level of the underground palace!"