Iron Cross Fire

As waves of internal energy poured in, Sun Dasheng felt as if his body was about to burst!

Lu Changqing gritted his teeth. Pass on all your lifelong cultivation!

Logically speaking, a cultivator's internal strength cannot be passed on to others. But the technique that Lu Changqing practiced was called [Moving Flowers and Trees]. This technique was unique to the Palace of Eternal Life and could only be practiced by the leaders of the past generations!

In the world, only the technique of "Transferring Flowers and Trees" can transfer internal energy to others.

Lu Changqing knew very well that he might die at any time. Rather than letting this peerless inner power just follow him like dirt, it would be better to pass it on to Sun Dasheng as a way of repaying his kindness!

"Senior, no, you might still be able to survive!" Sun Dasheng shouted loudly: "Senior, I have a brother who is very good at alchemy. He will definitely be able to save you."

What Sun Dasheng was talking about was naturally Yue Feng.

"It's useless, no pill can save me." Lu Changqing gritted his teeth and scolded: "Stop moving!"

"Wow!" The surging internal energy continued to flow into Sun Dasheng's body!

Sun Dasheng felt that all the meridians in his body were being baptized by the pure inner power! The level rises rapidly!

The fourth stage of Wuhou, the fifth stage of Wuhou, and the first stage of Wusheng!

This...this is too scary!

From a military general to a martial saint in an instant!

"Buzz..."

It wasn't until this moment that Lu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and took his hand away.

Lu Changqing had been seriously injured. He had just transferred all his inner strength to Sun Dasheng, and his whole body had lost weight. He seemed to have aged ten years suddenly, like an old man in his dying years.

Lu Changqing looked at him and spoke extremely weakly: "Your qualifications are mediocre, so you can only reach the first level of martial arts. There is still a part of the internal energy that you cannot absorb. But don't worry, the internal energy that you have not absorbed will slowly escape from your body." After the Dantian overflows, your cultivation speed will be very fast in the next year, more than ten times faster than ordinary people's cultivation! If you are talented, you may even break through to the Martial Saint level within the next year. Arrive at Emperor Wu!"

senior..

At this time, Sun Dasheng was simply surprised and happy, and at the same time, he was a little anxious! The Lu Changqing in front of him was obviously dying.

But there was still a smile on Lu Changqing's face: "I have traveled all over the world all my life, and before I died, my cultivation was not completely buried. Haha, I have no regrets. I have no regrets! Hahaha!"

Although his voice was extremely weak, his momentum was overwhelming!

When Sun Dasheng saw his appearance, he felt a little sad and said, "Senior, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes? Whatever I can do, I will definitely help you achieve it."

Lu Changqing stretched out his hand tremblingly and took out a purple jade token and a letter of paper from his arms.

After handing it to Sun Dasheng, Lu Changqing put away his smile: "Little brother... remember... this is my token. Seeing the token is like meeting the Lord of the Immortality Palace! And this blood letter, these two things , you must help me bring it back to the main altar of the Eternal Life Palace and hand it over to Military Advisor Wen Chou Chou."

Speaking of this, Lu Changqing could hardly open his eyes: "Remember... little brother... you must... hand it over to... Wen Chou Chou... Wen Chou Chou... tell Wen Chou Chou... the Palace of Eternal Life... Although..called by the world Cult...but...but you must remember...Apocalypse Continent...and Earth Circle Continent, if...one day there is a war...you must not...be...a traitor, you must not be a lackey of Apocalypse Continent. .”

Sun Dasheng put away the token and envelope and nodded solemnly: "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely deliver it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changqing smiled and nodded, slowly closing his eyes.

"Senior, senior..."

Sun Dasheng's heart sank and he felt an inexplicable pain in his chest.

"thump!"

The next moment, Sun Dasheng knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Changqing three times.

Although this Senior Lu does not have the title of master and disciple with me, Senior Lu passed on his inner strength to me. Such kindness cannot be repaid!

And Senior Lu’s last words, if there is a war one day, don’t be a lackey, these words are really passionate!

For some reason, Sun Dasheng felt his nose was sore, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

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other side.

Yue Feng finally arrived at the Great Holy Palace.

After getting off the car, Yue Fengfeng walked into the hall and shouted: "Great Sage, Great Sage..."

While shouting, he quickly went up to the second floor. After pushing open the door, Yue Feng was stunned.

There was a person lying on the bed, no longer breathing. Sun Dasheng was standing beside the bed with red eyes.

It's over. Yue Feng's heart sank, he was a step too late and this person had already passed away.

That's not right... The great sage said on the phone that he was saving a stranger. Why are you still so sad?

Muttering in his heart, Yue Feng walked over quickly and said, "What is going on?"

call..

Seeing Yue Feng, Sun Dasheng sighed: "A generation of heroes has just left. But those villains who think they are famous and authentic are still alive!"

When he said these words, Sun Dasheng's eyes were red.

Yue Feng was confused and listened in a daze. What did the great sage say?

Sun Dasheng smiled bitterly: "Fengzi, who do you think this senior is?"

"Who?" Yue Feng asked curiously.

Sun Dasheng took a deep breath and said word by word: "Master of Changsheng Palace, Lu Changqing."

What?

Is he the Lord of the Eternal Life Palace?

Yue Feng's head was buzzing and he was dumbfounded.

Just now, Wen Chouchou called and said that the Lord of Changsheng Palace might have had an accident in Donghai City.

At that time, Yue Feng still thought it was impossible. After all, the Lord of Changsheng Palace was a top master in the world. Who could hurt him? Unexpectedly, something really happened...

After a few seconds, Yue Feng recovered and suddenly felt a strong breath coming from Sun Dasheng. Yue Feng's expression froze again: "Oh my god, Dasheng...you...a martial saint?!"

Ni Ma? ! A martial saint? !

Sun Dasheng was not excited at all. He smiled bitterly and said slowly: "It was this senior who passed his inner strength to me." As he spoke, he told the story just now.

After listening, Yue Feng was also very sorry. A generation of heroes was besieged to death by more than a hundred people from six major sects. It was really sad to say it.

However, Sun Dasheng had such an adventure, and Yue Feng was really happy for him from the bottom of his heart! At that time, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Wen Chouchou. Tell him about this matter.

On the other end of the phone, Wen Chouchou was silent for more than a minute after hearing that the Palace Master had passed away.

Later, he couldn't help crying and said, "Fengzi, ask Sun Dasheng to bring me the Palace Master's letter. I want to see the letter the Palace Master wrote to me... I'll wait for him at the Changsheng Palace headquarters."

"Okay, okay, Brother Wen, don't cry..." Yue Feng said to the phone. Hearing his sad sobs, Yue Feng felt a little uncomfortable.

"Fengzi, you also come with Sun Dasheng." Wen Chouchou wiped his tears and said to the phone, "I caught a woman and want to give it to you. You must be very interested in this woman."

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