When Lu Zhe and the others heard Huang Fuxu's order, they nodded hurriedly, but they all guessed in their hearts that Huang Fuxu might make a move at that time.

Lu Zhe's heart is still full of expectations, in his eyes, Huang Fuxu's talent is much higher than that of Mo Zicong, the Huanhua Sword, under the age of Double Ten, defeating the Gangqi master is the same as playing, plus at the Raising Sword Conference, Huang Fuxu watched the Golden Calyx Divine Sword Sword-shaped martial arts refinement, and after coming back, he retreated for more than a month, which must be more terrifying than before, enough to suppress the young talents of the martial arts exchange group.

There was nothing else, Huang Fuxu asked Lu Zhe Yu Xiu to retreat first, and he took Huang Jiu to the outside of the Ruyi Palace, and came to the empty stone square in front of the main hall, so that the Qinglong Society on the left and right helped the people to avoid, and there were only two people left in the hundred-meter square.

"Turn on the Golden Bell Jar at full strength, I want to see your current entry. Huang Fu Xu waved his sleeves and turned around to let Huang Jiu show his recent cultivation results, he has an average talent in horizontal martial arts, and he can only practice the fifth level to this day, but Huang Jiu is different, his martial arts in this door is a match made in heaven, if he enters the realm slowly, it can only mean that Huang Jiu is slack.

Huang Jiu nodded, his hideous face was solemn, there was a trace of golden light in his solemnity, his feet were open, shoulder-width apart, his hands were folded, and a bright and dazzling golden giant bell full of mysterious Sanskrit words slowly emerged, covering Huang Jiu's body, and the bell body was very similar to the big bells of some temples.

Looking at this golden bell, Huang Fuxu's face was expressionless, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, Huang Jiu's golden bell jar was still taught by him, this is already the sixth level, according to the corresponding level, it is already the realm of the innate sixth layer, and the realm is on par with him, won't he have to throw off his own in a few days?

Full of calculations, Huang Jiu has grown from a savage who does not understand martial arts and only relies on talent to the current realm, and it only took more than a year to grow, which is even more fierce than his own system, and it is worthy of the Xuanqiong martial arts.

Of course, in fact, it can't be counted like this, in the savage period, Huang Jiuru Mao drank blood, I don't know how much the qi and blood of the beasts in the mountains and forests he swallowed, all year round, and then with the blessing of the martial body, it is already a very deep accumulation and heritage, and now it is just a thick accumulation.

There is another point, Huang Jiu followed Huang Fu Xu's side, that is all kinds of resources, compared to ordinary people who can only dry cultivation, he is equivalent to configuring a perpetual motion machine, eating a meal is medicinal food, drinking a glass of wine is brewed with deer blood, and then there is Lu Chuan's Dan Pill, it is not surprising that he keeps progressing, it can be said that without Huang Fu Xu's support, he thinks of this step, maybe how many years it will take.

"Okay, Admiralty Sixth Level, maintain it, I'll see how powerful it is. After Huang Fuxu finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve slapped out suddenly, and his body moved at the same time, and the golden bell around Huang Jiu slammed and slapped one after another, and the place of slapping was completely different, the front chest and back, the top of the head Baihui and the joints of the limbs, but the speed and strength of the shot were always maintained at a level, which shows Huang Fuxu's exquisite control of his own martial arts.

If one observes, one will find a purple whirlwind coiling around a golden bell, the light of which is uncertain, sometimes flickering, sometimes dim, and at the same time, the sound of the road beating in a line, like rain beating a lute, ticking endlessly.

After a while, Huang Fuxu took a few steps back, retracted his right palm behind him, looked at Huang Jiu's brows furrowed, and shook his head slightly, on the surface, it seems that Huang Jiu's cultivation is improving, but the foundation is still not enough, the foundation is still a few points behind, the most important thing is that Huang Jiu is in a hurry to break through to the next level before the realm is stable.

He had just slapped a total of one hundred and eight palms around Huang Jiu's body, and the strength of each palm was exactly the same, but the defense of the golden bell around Huang Jiu's body was not the same, some places were strong, some places were weak, and even if he hadn't deliberately stopped it, Huang Jiu's golden bell had been broken at this time, and Huang Jiu himself would have been traumatized from the heart.

Even so, Huang Jiu's state at this time was also not optimistic, his tall and majestic body trembled slightly, his hideous and ugly facial features were huddled together because of pain, his face was abnormally red, and the temples on both sides were bulging out like earthworms.

"You are too anxious, the realm is high, but your combat power has not increased much, do you want to ruin your future?" Huang Fuxu sighed and closed his eyes, he poured too much effort into Huang Jiu, and he was also the most valued talent, and now his eagerness for quick success disappointed him.

Huang Jiu retracted the golden bell, heard Huang Fuxu's sigh, and was silent, just knelt in front of Huang Fuxu with a puff, and slammed his head three times, and the powerful force even knocked the stone slab on the ground cracked, if he hadn't practiced kung fu horizontally and even practiced his head, he would have been a dead man by now.

"You don't have to ask me for guilt, what you are delaying is your own future, although the Xuanqiong Martial Body is talented, but you don't cherish your talent too much, you shouldn't break through so fast and so fiercely. ”

According to Huang Fuxu's estimation of Huang Jiu, he cultivated the Golden Bell Jar, compared to himself, it is not a problem for his power and defense to exceed fifty percent, this is a talent in the flesh, and it is not impossible to break the void with strength in the future, and the generation of mythical Yuan Qingkong is Huang Jiu's predecessor and template.

But now, not to mention being stronger than his own golden bell jar, Huang Jiu's entire martial arts is full of a vain smell, and the defensive magic that should have been flawless is now like a dilapidated house, some places are intact, some places are broken, and the gaps are too big.

Huang Jiu's face showed a hint of dejection, "Master, if I don't break through quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much, and there will be gossip in the gang, which is not good for your reputation." ”

Since he followed Huang Fuxu, he is the closest person to Huang Fuxu, and he enjoys the best resources, but the strength of the result is far less than that resource, naturally some people can't see it, and there are gossips in the secret, what a waste, a stupid big man or something, but these can't move Huang Jiu.

The key is that some people secretly added fuel to the fire, saying that Huang Fuxu was nepotistic and unfair, and many of the gangsters did not say anything on the surface, but had opinions in their hearts, which made him determined to break through as soon as possible, even if his cultivation was vain, he would let these gossips disappear.

Although Huang Jiu didn't completely say what was in his heart, Huang Fuxu's belief changed, and he had already guessed one or two based on those few words, and his face showed a hint of coldness, but looking at Huang Jiu's gaze, it was much softer,

"Stupid. If you really can't bear it, catch the mouse who spreads the news, and make him skinned and cramped in the gang to see who dares to chew his tongue again.

You must know that I am indeed partial to you, so what? There are more than 100,000 people in the Heavenly Star Gang and the Blue Dragon Society, if there are people with the same qualifications as you, will I let it go?

Xuanqiong Martial Body, the worst recorded person in history is also a grandmaster, so you are destined to embark on the road to the peak with me, and others do not have this qualification, so in the future, you must recognize yourself and don't care what others say.

After you go back, practice well, don't focus on breakthroughs for a short time, and put all your energy on broadening your own background and making up for the shortcomings of your previous practice. ”

Huang Fuxu's words made Huang Jiuyi's round eyes full of tears, he was not afraid of gossip, he was only afraid that Huang Fuxu would think he was useless, now Huang Fuxu's words dispelled his doubts, in the future, he will spend more time cultivating, and he will never let Huang Fuxu regret his choice.