"It turns out that when you reach the realm of the magister, you can already live without grains and swallow the elements between heaven and earth." Zhu Liming's temperament became more and more extraordinary. The whole person stood there, seeming to be above the heaven and earth, as if the clouds surrounding the sky were floating between heaven and earth.

The magnetic field is congratulating and surrendering.

"The Magister has mastered the forbidden spell, and has the ability to move mountains and reclaim seas in another day." Zhu Liming narrowed his eyes and raised his head to look at the sky in the distance: "I have been in seclusion for such a long time, and I don't know what happened to my little sister."

After the words fell, Zhu Liming walked slowly out of the pavilion. The life magnetic field around him gradually shrank, and the visions in the sky began to restrain themselves.

When Zhu Mingxiao walked down the pavilion and stepped on the ground, his whole body's energy and spirit were extremely restrained, and not even a single breath of Qi in his body was leaked. He seemed to be no different from an ordinary person.

If Yuan Shoucheng is the unity of heaven and man, then Zhu Fuxiao seeks from within and cultivates a golden body without leakage. He does not interact with the world and locks the magic elements in his body to prevent the magic elements in his body from flowing into the big world.

Water flows to lower place, man goes to higher position.

Just like what Zhu Liming looks like now, he has infinite magic elements in his body. To the world, it is like the high water flow. If Zhu Liming does not lock up the essence and spirit in his body, lock up the pores in his body, and suppress the vitality in his body,

, the magic elements in the body will inevitably flow to the world.

At that time, it is hard to say whether it will be good or bad for all sentient beings in the world.

Zhu Mingxiao had just left the pavilion when he saw a figure sitting under the shade of the trees in the courtyard. He lowered his head and exuded a dejected aura.

Hearing the footsteps at this time, the man quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the footsteps, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes, and stood up quickly:

"Master Zhu, please come out."

Seeing Zhu Liming walking out of the pavilion, the visitor rolled up to Zhu Liming and said, "Go to Heyun Tower to see Miss Zhu. I'm afraid Miss Zhu is about to die."

The person in front of me is known to Zhu Liming, he is a boy from Heyun Tower.

"What? What did you say?" Zhu Limingxiao was suddenly startled when he heard the words, as if he suspected that his ears had heard wrong: "What did you say?"

"Young Master, you will know when you go to Heyun Tower. Don't delay. It's better to go to Heyun Tower as soon as possible. If you are later, I might not be able to make it in time." The waiter didn't have time to explain, so he just urged Zhu Liming to go to Heyun Tower.

Zhu Mingxiao glanced at the waiter solemnly, then turned around without saying a word. His entire figure faded in the air and disappeared.

Luoyang City

Zhu Mingxiao stepped into Luoyang City with one foot. The ground beneath his feet seemed to be retreating and shrinking. One step forward was the end of the road, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

In just a hundred steps, Zhu Liming had already arrived outside Heyun Tower.

Feeling Zhu Dan's weakened vitality upstairs, Zhu Liming was horrified. The space around him was distorted and he appeared directly on the second floor. Then he pushed the door and walked into Zhu Dan's house.

In the room, the aroma of ginseng soup continued to linger, and all kinds of messy incense continued to burn.

"Who is it? Didn't you say that no one is allowed to disturb you without an order?" Xiao Jiling's voice full of anger came from the room, and then he suddenly jumped out and was about to yell, but when he saw Zhu Limingxiao, his face

His anger solidified, and he suddenly fell to his knees with a thud: "Sir, you are back."

"Don't say any more." Zhu Liming raised his hand, stopped the clever words, and then looked towards Zhu Dan's bedside.

At this time, Zhu Dan was already skinny and skinny. If the dragon ball in his body was not hanging on to his last chance of survival, he might have passed away long ago.

Thanks to Zhu Liming who refined the dragon ball into Zhu Dan's soul and immobilized Zhu Dan's three souls and seven souls, Zhu Dan had the last chance of survival.

Liu Guang's fingers contained a trace of the ancient Yinglong's blood, which nourished the spirituality of the dragon beads and integrated more closely with Zhu Dan's soul, which allowed Zhu Dan to survive.

Zhu Liming stretched out his palm, and blue light flowed out of his hand, shrouding Zhu Dan in the coma.

He is now a magician. Not only can he restore Zhu Dan's injuries, but he can also completely cure the leukemia in Zhu Dan's body.

Magic spell: nectar from heaven.

This spell can resurrect human flesh and bones, and it is not difficult to treat Zhu Dan's injuries.

The nectar turned into mist and penetrated Zhu Dan's body. The injuries on Zhu Dan's body continued to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the lost energy and spirit in the body were also rapidly restored.

After a while, Zhu Liming retracted his hand and looked at Zhu Dan who had fainted on the bed: "You will wake up in a quarter of an hour."

Then he turned to look at Little Smart with a gloomy expression: "What happened?"

The little smart boy didn't dare to delay after hearing the words, and recounted everything in a quick and articulate manner.

"So there is such a reason?" Zhu Limingxiao frowned, with an ugly look in his eyes: "Such an attack style is not ordinary."

He was already very angry at this time, and the anger in his eyes was flowing: "Where is Liu Sheng?"

"Liu Sheng is giving lectures." Xiao Jiling looked at Zhu Liming: "Liu Sheng has now resigned and went to various places to give lectures in person, constantly clearing the son's name. But the effect is not good, many scholars are doubtful about Liu Sheng's words, and some even

It is said that Liu Sheng was coerced by the young master and pressured by the prince's palace, so he had to say something against his will."

Having said this, he looked at Zhu Liming cautiously: "In this way, the effect of Mr. Liu Sheng's lectures is negligible. On the contrary, it made everyone hate him even more. Even the Prince's Mansion has become hateful."

Zhu Mingxiao listened to Xiao Jiling's narration, and stood expressionlessly in the pavilion, looking at the few dozen scholars left in the bookstore not far away, with a cold look in his eyes, as if a huge wave was roaring.

Compared with the bustling traffic in the past, today's study can be said to be empty, and many scholars from poor families have separated themselves from Zhu Liming.

"A group of poor and lowly people, humble people, who are just like ants from a humble family, dare to treat me like this? Eat what I have, use what I have, and turn over and scold me. It is really hateful!" Zhu Liming hated it!

Gritting teeth:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Thanks to them for reading the holy book to understand their minds, but they read the book into dogs." Zhu Liming suddenly slapped the railing, but felt his fingers tremble

Aches:

"Just call Liu Sheng back...that's all. I'll go see him in person."

After saying that, he turned to look at Zhu Dan on the bed: "When she wakes up, tell her that I'm back and reassure her. At worst, we don't want this study anymore."

After saying this, Zhu Mingxiao took a step forward and shrunk to an inch, and his whole person disappeared without a trace.

Zhu Liming was running the clay tablet of fate in his mind, and easily deduced Liu Sheng's secret, and found Liu Sheng's whereabouts.

Jiangdu

On a certain mountain, with high mountains and flowing water, hundreds of scholars gathered together.

Even if such a big thing happened in Luoyang City, it still did not affect Liu Sheng's status among the poor scholars.

At this time, all the scholars gathered together and listened to Liu Sheng's lecture in the hall, while all the scholars listened quietly below.

After a while, Liu Sheng finished his lecture, looked at the students below, and then waited for the scholars to come forward to ask for advice.

After two full hours, the sun was at its peak, and all the scholars were spreading out food in the mountains for Liu Sheng to enjoy.

While all the scholars were having lunch, a scholar in his thirties below suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Sheng: "Mr. Liu, I have something to say, should I ask it or not?"

Liu Sheng paused, looked at the scholar, and said expressionlessly: "What do you want to ask?"

This scholar was Liu Sheng's entrustment. Of course he knew what the other party wanted to ask.

"It is said that your younger brother was assassinated by Zhu Liming in Luoyang City. Is it true?" asked the middle-aged scholar.

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the forest, and everyone looked at Liu Sheng in unison.

"This is nonsense. Who is the president? He wants to crush us to death. How can he cause such a commotion without any effort?" Liu Sheng said with a gloomy face:

"It was my younger brother who was stupid and was plotted against the president. The major families kept taking the opportunity to throw dirt on the president and confuse the public." Liu Sheng glanced at the scholars:

"You must not listen to the instigating words of the aristocratic family. The young master has opened up a road to heaven for my poor family, provided accommodation, food and clothing for my poor family. His merits are immeasurable. He is the savior of my poor family."

"Sir, how come you heard that your husband was oppressed by the Prince's Palace, and in order to save his future, he chose to swallow his anger and had to clear his name for Zhu Liming?" A young man who looked fair-faced came out and stood in front of Liu Sheng and made nonsense.

:

"Sir has taken refuge in the Prince's Mansion. It's hard to say how much of what he said is true or false."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the venue, and everyone was talking and whispering below.

Liu Sheng's face suddenly turned ugly: "Nonsense! You look like a pampered person with all your skin. I wonder if you are a son of a noble family who came here, pretending to be a member of a poor family and came here to cause trouble? Come here, why don't you come to me quickly?"

Get this bastard down the mountain."

"Mr. Liu, you can't explain anything to me. You can't explain it to me. Could it be that you want to use force to block the mouth of the world?" The scholar looked calm, but these words actually made Liu Sheng take action.

But if you ask Liu Sheng to explain, what can he do?

how to explain?

How to explain?

Something that simply cannot be explained.

(Just like after some authoritative organizations on the Internet gave explanations, netizens questioned it. Think about this situation.)

People don't want to believe what they see, they only want to see what they want to see.

What can be done?

So what?

No matter how much he explains, he only has one mouth. How can he speak with thousands of mouths from aristocratic families all over the world?

In short, Zhu Liming's reputation is polarizing among poor families.

Some people support Zhu Liming, and some conspiracy theorists completely plunge Zhu Liming into an abyss of eternal destruction.
Chapter completed!