Peerless Daoist

Hearing this, several black-armored commanders were relieved.

At this moment, the news of Lu Yu subduing the Demon Ancestor spread more and more widely, and many black-robed monks from other places also hurried over to watch the fun.

Seeing the huge and majestic Bai Ze Demon Ancestor, with his head bowed and suppressed by Lu Yu, everyone showed a look of horror.

"It seems that you have made a lot of progress over the years."

An old voice came from above the Wuhou Pavilion. Although it is not big, it seems to have aroused the awe-inspiring aura between heaven and earth, and every word and sentence contains mystery.

Everyone looked around quickly, and saw that the gate of Wuhou Pavilion had been opened, and two old men in white robes and cloth boots came out of Wuhou Pavilion and floated down.

"Meet Wen Sheng!"

All the people present showed excited expressions on their faces, and they stepped forward to salute the two old people who came.

Taifu, Yihan!

Master, Zhang Hong!

The two literary sages who have been among the three lords since the Dayu Dynasty are not only respected by people in the court, but also have a very high prestige in Liangjie Mountain.

Especially Wen Shengdaoyi, whose burning blood body was cast in the Spring and Autumn Scroll, blocked the almost crazy attack of the ancient demon, which allowed the entire Liangjie Mountain to breathe. Whether it is the black-robed legion or the people in the military town behind Liangjie Mountain, they are all grateful to Wen Sheng. In some places, stone statues of saints have even been built, and incense is worshipped day and night, and they have been treated as gods.

Compared with Qin Huang, who had just arrived, everyone still had a better impression of the two sages.

"Master! Zhang Sheng!" Lu Yu stepped forward and saluted.

Leaving aside the identities of the two emperor teachers, this reputation alone is enough to make Lu Yu admire.

"Okay! Okay!" Yihan Laohuai was relieved, and patted Lu Yu's shoulder.

Zhang Hong stroked his beard and said with a faint smile: "It seems that brother's fate has been cultivated to the point of perfection. I just said that I will meet the emperor today, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Lu Yu said humbly: "In front of the two saints, how dare you call yourself a widow?"

Zhang Hong said with a smile: "You don't have to be modest, the old man looks at the aura, you have the aura of a dragon wrapped around you, which is beyond words. Your aura of the emperor is stronger than when I saw you in the imperial capital."

However, Yihan looked at Lu Yu with burning eyes: "The immortal body without leaks, the power of the immortal king... Have you reached the last step?"

Everyone didn't know what Yi Han was talking about, but Zhang Hong's expression changed suddenly, and the way he looked at Lu Yu again was different.

Lu Yu said: "Master, Zhang Sheng, let's go in and talk."

The two saints didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly welcomed Lu Yu in.

The furnishings in the Wuhou Pavilion are simple, and it is completely impossible to tell that this is the place where the saint lives, but it is exactly the same as the thatched cottage in the imperial capital.

Lu Yu and the two saints sat cross-legged.

"You mean, you devoured Xingzu and finally broke through the golden fairy body?"

Even though Zhang Hong is a saint, he was shocked to hear this news.

Lu Yu said: "It's also fortunate that there is Senior Zhong Kui who beat Xingzu into a half-useful state, otherwise I would not be able to swallow Xingzu smoothly."

"Zhong Kui is also a well-known immortal in ancient times, leaving behind countless legends, but unexpectedly he became a zombie..."

When the two literati heard about Lu Yu's experience, they couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

Yihan said in a deep voice: "Taiqingtian... If the old man's guess is correct, they were the ones who wiped out the forces of Heaven and Earth back then!"

Lu Yu regained his energy immediately, ready to listen to Yisheng's detailed talk.