"Then let's send him back first." Mr. Jun nodded and picked up Lu Chen from Nan Tian Wan'er's arms.
Master Jun turned around again, looking at Jun Wudi's hesitant look, he seemed a little worried, and said, "But second uncle, are you really okay?"
"I'm fine. You can send him back first."
Jun Wudi waved to Mr. Jun, raised the round table, and signaled everyone to return to their seats to continue the banquet.
"It turns out he was asleep. I asked him how could someone like Senior Brother Lu fall down."
The monks in the cabin heard Lu Chen, but they were relieved because they were too tired and collapsed, and returned to their seats.
"But Senior Brother Lu is indeed ridiculously strong. Even when he resists the lowering of Qi in the Breath Adjustment Realm, he can turn defeat into victory. If he doesn't have any sequelae, I think he is hiding his strength."
"Yes, Senior Brother Lu is only at the first level of breath regulation and he is so strong, but I think he must not be at the first level of breath regulation. Otherwise, why would you accept a disciple in the breath regulation realm?"
"Isn't it better to be strong? You can become the chief with just one level of breath control. This is a myth."
"When it comes to the sect's trial, his strength will have to be at the seventh or eighth level. By then, we will definitely be able to become the leader of the Six Academy."
"Yes, yes, brothers, drink together to celebrate that we have a new leader."
The monks sat together, eating meat and drinking wine while also talking loudly, but this time the subject of discussion could not be separated from Lu Chen.
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Jun Wudi was sitting at the round table, looking at the aura mark on his palm, still recalling the rebounding force just now in his mind. He knew that that force was definitely not released by Lu Chen himself.
"What exactly is it? Why was all my aura suddenly removed?"
Jun Wudi clasped his hands, and the aura marks began to move in his palms, sending out bursts of tingling sensations.
"And that breeze that blew just now, I'm sure someone crossed in front of me."
"Could it be..."
Jun Wudi suddenly thought of a possibility, which was also a method often used by sect families.
However, these methods are all to cultivate some unborn geniuses for the family, waiting for the golden age to come and the spiritual world to be reshuffled before they emerge.
Jun Wudi circulated his spiritual energy and began to evolve this possibility in his mind.
Behind Lu Chen stood some powerful monks. This spiritual energy was specially placed on Lu Chen. When Lu Chen was in danger, the spiritual energy would burst out to protect Lu Chen.
This statement took shape in Jun Wudi's mind, and the confusion about Lu Chen suddenly became clear.
Even after meeting Lu Chen, some mysterious and unclear places can be connected.
Lu Chen's talent and strength are extremely high, but Tianchi is indeed very ordinary. This must have been hidden by human magic to prevent prying eyes.
Lu Chen walked alone in the secret realm. Not only did he not encounter any danger, he also gained a lot of resources. This shows that the people behind him are paving the way for him.
There are also the spells, magical powers and conversational skills that Lu Chen has used for a long time. These require years of accumulation and are definitely not something that ordinary rural children can master.
Thinking of this, Jun Wudi raised his head, looked ahead and murmured: "Lu Chen is definitely not a country boy, and even his status is not weaker than Master Jun."
Jun Wudi thought about this clearly, and the aura mark in his hand suddenly burned violently, and gradually dissipated with the wind.
"But little Lu'er seems to know nothing about all this."
Jun Wudi glanced at the palm of his hand and saw that the aura mark had been completely consumed: "If Xiao Lu'er wasn't lying, then all of this was deliberately hidden from him."
Jun Wudi had some new doubts when he thought of this. He recalled the division of power on the mainland. Among the big families with names and surnames, there had never been anyone named Lu.
"No, there is another possibility."
Jun Wudi suddenly raised his head and whispered a possibility: "Is Xiao Lu'er a secret agent of the Hidden World Family? The Hidden World Family also wants to compete for the opportunity of this life?"
Feng Long was sleeping on top of Lu Chen's head. He never thought that the spiritual energy he released at will would make Jun Wuwei think of so many things, and he even almost guessed the cause and effect of the whole incident.
At this moment, Jun Wudi suddenly felt a tingling sensation between his eyebrows, which was a monk's innate sense of danger.
"Who!" Jun Wudi shouted and shot a stream of spiritual energy towards the hatch of the ship.
The spiritual energy fell, and Jun Wudi followed.
There was no one at the table, but there were a few peanuts on the table and a glass of half-warm wine.
The cabin instantly became quiet. Everyone stood up, picked up their weapons and looked at Jun Wudi's unusual behavior.
The monks of the God-killing team saw Jun Wudi's nervous expression, and the running aura disappeared directly on the seat, appearing in a critical position in the cabin, waiting for Jun Wudi's order.
Jun Wudi looked at Sun Xiaohu at the same table and said, "Who was sitting here just now?"
"Here...? Huh? Why can't I remember his face?"
Sun Xiaohu looked to his side. He remembered that the person here was drinking with him just now, but now he couldn't remember his name or appearance at all.
"You were drinking with me just now."
Sun Xiaohu kept banging his head, but he still couldn't remember it, and the memory in his mind even became more blurred: "He must be one of us, but why can't I remember his appearance?"
"I can't remember either. What happened? Did you drink too much?"
"There was no one sitting there just now. Did you remember correctly? This table is for the seven of us."
Jun Wudi looked around, and all the people who followed him out were standing on their seats, no more and no less.
Listening to the narration of the people around him, Sun Xiaohu's mind suddenly became clear, and he said to Jun Wudi: "Sir, did you drink too much because you were happy? There was really no one here just now."
"Yes, I remembered it too."
The monks at the same table also began to echo, as if there was really no one there just now: "We are the only ones here. It seems that we really drank too much tonight."
Sun Xiaohu looked at Jun Wudi for expression, picked up the bowls and chopsticks next to him and said, "Look, sir. The bowls and chopsticks here are not moved. There is absolutely no way there is anyone here."
Jun Wudi lowered his head to look at the table, only to find that the peanuts and warm wine on the table had all disappeared. There were only traces of his own spiritual energy attack on the chair.
"Is it true that I drank too much?" Jun Wudi shook his head, patted Sun Xiaohu on the shoulder, and asked him to sit down and continue drinking: "Keep drinking, I'm fine."
Jun Wudi ducked back to the round table, but he was no longer interested because the tingling feeling in his mind was still there.
Jun Wudi's cultivation level has transformed into an immortal and entered the territory realm.
Although the Taoist foundation was interrupted in Xishan Luling, and his cultivation level fell directly to the Okutian realm, his understanding of heaven and earth still existed.
The tingling feeling between his eyebrows became more and more urgent, so Jun Wudi pinched his eyebrows and released his consciousness.
He knew in his heart that after being transformed into an immortal, the monk's body was already different from that of a mortal. He would not have any illusions because of a few glasses of sake. Someone in the cabin was really watching him.
"Sir, is there really someone?" Boss Wang appeared next to Jun Wudi, and he had no memory of this part in his heart.
Jun Wudi didn't want to alert the enemy, so he waved his hand to Boss Wang: "It's okay. It seems that he really drank too much. You can go down first."
"It's my lord." Boss Wang saluted thinking of Jun Wudi, summoned the members of the God-killing team and returned to their positions.
Boss Wang has been following Jun Wudi for five hundred years. Although he has not crossed the Okita Realm, he knows Jun Wudi very well and realizes that something must have happened in the cabin.
Jun Wudi didn't say anything, and he couldn't ask too much. He just warned a few people around him to be careful when drinking, and at the same time, he released his spiritual consciousness to constantly observe the surroundings.
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After Boss Wang left, Jun Wudi placed an extra wine glass on the table and filled it with wine.
"You didn't take action directly, so you probably have no ill intentions towards us. No matter who you are, I'll toast you a glass of wine first." Jun Wudi raised his glass, touched another glass lightly, and then drank it all.
Jun Wudi put down his wine glass and noticed that the wine in the other glass was slowly disappearing, but there was no breath around him.
Jun Wudi watched the wine in the glass disappear, poured another glass of sake, and said softly, "You only appeared after Xiao Lu'er fainted. If I guess correctly, you are the person behind Xiao Lu'er."
There was no response, but the wine in the glass disappeared again, and a few chewed peanuts appeared on the table.
Jun Wudi looked at the wine glass being emptied again and the peanut crumbs that appeared. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems to be true. Then I will treat you to a few more glasses of wine. I will take good care of little Lu'er."
After Jun Wudi said these words, he was about to pour wine, but the two wine glasses were filled instantly, but it was no longer the sake in the jug.
Jun Wudi looked at the strong-flavored liquor that appeared in front of him, and was about to ask aloud when he saw the wine glass on the left touch his glass gently, and then the liquor in the left glass disappeared.
Jun Wudi immediately understood the meaning, reached out and grabbed the wine glass on the right, and drank the strong wine in one gulp.
Jun Wudi drank the strong wine, which instantly turned into pure spiritual energy.
These spiritual energy actively penetrated into Invincible's large meridians and began to repair his damaged meridians and sea of qi, and even began to repair the foundation of his practice.
"This is……"
Jun Wudi quickly released the illusion barrier in front of him, sat down cross-legged and actively guided the spiritual energy in his body to accurately repair the damage in his body.
These pure spiritual energy flowed through the body over and over again, and Jun Wudi felt that the hidden wounds in his body for decades were quickly disappearing.
Half an hour later, Jun Wudi opened his eyes and took a long breath. A puff of black turbid air spurted out from his mouth. Jun Wudi's aura suddenly increased, and his face became rosy.
He even had a feeling that even if he no longer had the Yuanyang Tianhe grass to refine the elixir, relying on the residual spiritual energy of liquor in his body, the severed Daoji would slowly recover.
Jun Wudi stood up, saluted directly to the hatch of the ship, and said in a low voice: "Thank you for the wine, sir. Can you show up to see me? Let's drink and chat."
Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no sound in the cabin.
