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"It's me. After the last battle, my holy spirit's power was too weak, so I fell asleep."

Feng Xianjun's voice came again.

Hearing that master Feng was sleeping because he saved himself last time, Mu Yu felt extremely guilty.

"Master Feng, I can wake up in the artistic conception. You saved me?" Asked Mu Yu.

"I just used the secret technique to stimulate your memory. It's up to you to wake up completely."

Feng Xianjun said: "that man has just reached the peak of practicing taishangjiqing sword. Even he himself has fallen into the mood of this kind of forgetting."

"As long as you give him enough time to upgrade his cultivation to the holy state, maybe no one in the whole holy land will be his opponent."

"So strong?"

Mu Yu was also shocked: "I thought he was just a senior of the northwest Lingyuan. I didn't expect that..."

"Alas, it's a pity that such a gorgeous man is trapped in love and alone on the boundless mountain top."

Feng Xianjun's tone changed, and he said with profound meaning: "however, there is still one person in the world who is more talented than him."

"Who?"

"This person is you. I believe that one day, you will become the most powerful being in the land of God."

"I..."

Mu Yu touched his chin. Unexpectedly, Feng Xianjun gave him such a high evaluation.

Although he has good fighting power, his cultivation level is still too low, even among the younger generation in Shenyuan land, he is not the top.

It's too far away for him to be the strongest in the land of God. It's not what he can consider at present.

"Do you know what are the most powerful forces in the land of God?"

Feng Xianjun knew that Mu Yu came from a small plane, so he asked.

Mu Yu shook his head, he really did not understand these.

Feng Xianjun said, "the land of God is vast and boundless. There are ten most powerful forces, namely, one palace, two pavilions, three sects and four tribes."

"The first palace is Chaotian Palace. For nearly ten thousand years, it has always been the most powerful force in the land of God, and I used to be the leader of Chaotian Palace."

Speaking of this, there is a trace of melancholy in Feng Xianjun's voice.

"The two pavilions are Lingxiao pavilions and Huotian pavilions."

"The three schools are Qianyuan school, Yinyue school and Sirius school."

"The four nationalities are the ancient, the soul, the Nangong and the Duanmu."

"These forces are distributed everywhere in the land of God, and they are all giants."

"Their disciples' cultivation environment and resources are far better than those from outside, so they can inherit them for a long time."

Mu Yu said curiously, "is it better than the cultivation environment of Northwest Lingyuan?"

"It's much better. For example, I have a thousand times the aura of the outside world in the attic of Chaotian Palace. If I practice in my attic, as long as I have the talent of cultivation, no matter how stupid I am, I can at least achieve the cultivation of the holy kingdom."

Mu Yu also smacks his tongue. Anyone can reach the holy Kingdom, which is too bad.

"Does Master Feng mean to let me into the top ten forces?"

Feng Xianjun said: "if I'm still the leader of Chaotian Palace, it's certainly the best choice for you to enter Chaotian Palace, but I'm not the leader of Chaotian Palace any more. Other forces have their own restrictions. If you enter these forces, you will never betray them all your life."

"And you need a relaxed cultivation environment, so none of these ten forces is suitable for you."

"Ah..."

Feng Xianjun's words are beyond Mu Yu's expectation.