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Admiring the Apocalypse Salt Block sculpture he had created, Dakun suddenly revealed a smug smile. He turned to Banner and the others beside him, smiled, and asked again, just like before, "So, what flavor do you like?"

“I’m sorry, I only recently started believing in Allah and I plan to fast for a month. Today is only the first day, so I can’t eat too much, no matter how it tastes.”

Wade witnessed Darwin turn into a salt statue, and he almost immediately stated his reasons for refusing.

"If you're going to fast, why not fast forever?"

Everyone ignored Wade's madness, after all, he was just a big guy and didn't actually need to eat.

He stretched out his finger and ran it along the surrounding stone wall, leaving a white salt trail. Everyone turned to look at Banner and the others.

Kacha, Kacha, Kacha....

Suddenly, a sharp sound of salt shattering came from inside the Darwin Apocalypse statue standing behind him.

He turned his head and saw that Darwin, whom he had thought had become a statue of the Apocalypse, had actually "come back to life." He slowly rotated the head formed by the salt block, and with each movement, large amounts of snow-white salt grains would fall off the salt block. This process was extremely rapid, almost in the blink of an eye, and what had previously resembled a statue of the Apocalypse when he looked at Darwin was completely restored. Darwin was fully restored.

He adapted to Johnny Gomorrah's abilities; his body turned into a piece of salt, and it even brought him back.

"This is impossible!"

Johnny Gomora was somewhat surprised to see Darwin so revitalized.

You failed.

"No, no, I can still find it..."

Johnny Gomora tried to explain something in a hoarse voice, but quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"You seem to have some special ability?"

"Put Johnny Gomora's personality back into his body," Daquin said, looking at Darwin standing in front of him.

"You will never take the Prophet away unless I fall."

Faced with the doubts of a large group of people, Darwin took a slight breath, and then began to adapt his body control from stone to metal, emitting a cold metallic friction sound.

"I don't have time to waste on you..."

As they gazed at the silvery-white Darwin, their voices grew increasingly muffled, and their faces grew paler. He opened his mouth, and a terrifying burst of plasma flame erupted, engulfing him.

Enveloped in flames, Darwin's metallic body quickly turned red-hot. He felt that his metallic body could not adapt to the flames spewed by the gladiator, so he began to adapt to the flames and burned again. However, the temperature of the plasma flames spewed by the gladiator was much higher than the temperature of the flames on Darwin's body. These plasma flames not only devoured the flames spewed from his body, but also caused secondary damage to Darwin's body.

This time, the flames caused Darwin immense pain; countless lava-like patterns appeared on his skin, and his body began to spontaneously adapt to the magma. The terrifyingly high temperature generated by the plasma flames melted the magma on Darwin's body, but it quickly solidified again.

If things continue this way, or it doesn't take long, Darwin will adapt to plasma fire damage, just like the Apocalypse Salt Block statue he made with Johnny Gomora before.

"it's over"

But clearly the tribe didn't give him that chance.

As a look of pain appeared on his face, a new personality emerged, replacing the Flamethrower. It was one of the strongest personalities in this large group, and its appearance was so unrecognizable as human that it was a tarantula-type creature that looked like a giant tarantula and possessed the ability to manipulate probability.

Amidst the master's piercing scream, Darwin's body, which had already adapted to the plasma flames, suddenly developed numerous cracks. These cracks absorbed the high temperature and burst open completely, rendering him unable to change or adapt any further.

It was the Weaver that changed Darwin's survival-of-the-fittest probability, from being fully adapted to recovering from plasma fire damage to being unable to adapt to being consumed by fire.

Chapter 941 It would be strange not to be shocked

"But where should we go next?" The Voidwalker frowned, pondering, and muttered to himself.

"In terms of prestige, Li Mi is currently the most powerful; but in the long run, Li Panlong should be the most powerful. However, I do not like Li Mi's lack of integrity, nor do I like the Gao family's consistent style of officialdom."

Lost in thought, Xu Xingzhi returned to his residence.

To his surprise, he discovered that a young man and a young woman had arrived at his house sometime earlier.

Upon seeing him, she was not deterred; instead, she was overjoyed.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingzhi first bowed slightly and said in a humble yet assertive manner, "I am Xu Xingzhi. May I ask what brings these two heroes to my humble abode?"

"Come, try the Pu'er tea that my maid just brewed." Lu Yu seemed not to hear the Void Messenger's question and offered him a cup of tea.

Ripe Pu-erh tea is made from sun-dried green tea of ​​the Yunnan-Guizhou large-leaf variety, processed through methods such as piling and fermentation.

The tea has a fragrant aroma and offers health benefits such as nourishing the stomach, protecting the stomach, warming the stomach, lowering blood lipids, and aiding in weight loss.

It has a brownish-red color, a pure and harmonious taste, and a unique aged aroma.

It has a rich aroma with a hint of honey, a strong and refreshing taste, a quick dissipation of bitterness, a long-lasting aftertaste, and a pleasant sweetness, making it quite regal.

Xu Xingzhi frowned, his heart sinking into thought. But then he remembered the people under his roof, so he could only lower his head and reason. There was really no other way, so he sat down to see what kind of medicine the other party was selling in the pumpkin.

Without hesitation, he walked to the opposite side of Lu Yu and Zhu Yuyan.

As soon as he picked up the teacup, Xu Xingzhi smelled a completely different aroma from the tea he had prepared.

Xu Xingzhi considered himself a well-traveled and knowledgeable person, having seen countless teas, but the tea brewed by the person before him...

Bring it close to your nose and take a deep sniff; the refreshing fragrance fills your lungs, giving you a slightly invigorating feeling.

With curiosity in mind, Xu Xing carefully began to taste it.

He wasn't afraid of being poisoned. He had already figured out that the other party was trying to harm him, and he knew he couldn't beat them. The butcher's knife was right there, so why bother luring them into taking the poison?

As the moist black tea seasoning entered his throat, Xu Xingzhi's taste buds felt a bitter taste. Before he could even frown, the bitter taste turned sweet, with a lingering aftertaste that was endlessly delightful.

He rolled the tea leaves into his mouth with the tip of his tongue, chewed them, and tasted the bitterness. He couldn't help but ask, "What kind of tea is this?"

"Pu'er tea!" Lu Yu chuckled. "Since you seem to like it so much, perhaps I can give you two jin?"

"I cannot accept a reward without merit!" Xu Xinzhi smiled faintly and said, "This tea is good, but it is not my cup of tea! You have come from afar, you must have important business to discuss, may I tell you?"

Lu Yu remained silent and slowly and leisurely took a sip of Pu'er tea.

Beside Lu Yu, Zhu Youjian placed a black box about the size of a human head.

"My lord, what does this mean? I don't understand its meaning." The Path of the Void Messenger.

"Just open it and you'll see," Lu Yu said with a soft laugh.

Xu Xingzhi looked at Lu Yu, then at Zhu Yuyan, a look of doubt on his face, and slowly opened the black box he handed to Zhu Yuyan.

"Head?"

Fortunately, Xu Xingzhi was no ordinary person; otherwise, he would have been shocked to suddenly see a human head.

“You recognize him, right? This is the assassin who killed your two older brothers, Jinling Fang Zetao, the sect leader of the Demon Love Extinction Sect, Tianjun Xiying.” Lu Yu said leisurely, “That night, he wanted to kill you and Feng Ge, but I killed him instead.”

"Thank you for avenging the blood debt of Jinling!" Xu Xingzhi stood up, bowed deeply to Lu Yu, and then said with a serious expression, "Your actions are intended to bring Jingling back? Feng Ge is a conservative person with no ambition. This is the commander of Jinling, who only wants to protect the people and soldiers of Jinling. His desire for power is not strong. Fang Zetao is the number one expert in Jinling. If the Crown Prince takes the governor's head, it will make the soldiers of Jinling understand and love him. By appealing to their emotions and reasoning with them, it will certainly not be detrimental!"

"Belonging to Jinling is only one aspect, let's leave that aside for now!" Lu Yu smiled as he commented on Xu Xingzhi's words: "Actually, my main target is you!"

Lu Yu knew that after Fang Zetao's death, the Jinling Dragon Group was leaderless, and Feng Ge had no choice but to become the chairman of Daye.

If fate had decreed that Feng Ge and the others could accept Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling as their leaders, why couldn't they accept him, the one who helped Fang Zetao avenge his blood feud?

Although people can change, Feng Ge's sudden craving for power made Lu Yu more likely to bring him to his senses.

Feeling Lu Yu's burning gaze fixed on him, Xu Xingzhi suddenly gasped, a chill running down his spine.

I never imagined I'd be this old...

This is absolutely terrifying!

"I'm old and incompetent; I'm afraid I'm no match for you!"

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think!" Lu Yu said seriously.

Voidwalker: "..."

"Judging from the way you're pushing and shoving, you clearly don't want to agree!" Lu Yu said, "...What's wrong? Are you looking down on me?"

“I absolutely did not mean that, it’s just that your request sounds too much like forcibly locking someone up.” Xu Xingzhi sighed.

"Force me?" Lu Yu snorted coldly and said, "Do you know how many people in the world want to become my disciples, but I disdain them all and barely even glance at you? I want to take you under my wing, and you still refuse?"

Since Lu Yu defeated Du Fuwei, his fame in the Tang Dynasty world has gradually spread. After the battle at Pegasus Ranch, his popularity has grown even stronger, and he is showing a trend of surpassing Ning Daoqi, the former national idol.

It's unlikely that more than 10,000 people would be willing to become his disciples and obtain his divine skills and secret manuals.

The Voidwalker breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he turned around and realized that Lu Yu wanted to take him as his apprentice.

The Voidwalker was stunned for a moment.

Is this young man definitely not lying? Does he not want to take me as his apprentice, but rather want to be my disciple?

Although Xu Xinzhi was neither arrogant nor overly modest, he asked himself honestly that at this moment, in this world, on the path of knowledge and action, no one could be his teacher anymore.

Moreover, Lu Yu is someone with such a youthful personality.

The Voidwalker turned to Lu Yu and kindly advised him to abandon this absurd idea.

"I've said it before, I don't want you to feel, I want you to feel me!"

Before Pistennik could object again, Lu Yu forcibly restricted Pistennik's movements, dissolved the meager true energy in his body, then injected the Yin-attribute true energy of the Longevity Technique into his body, and helped Pistennik trigger and digest this true energy until Pistennik remembered the linear cultivation method of the Yin chapter of the Longevity Technique.

Lu Yu taught Li Jing the Yang chapter of the Longevity Manual, so that he could become Xu Xingzhi's companion. The two of them could cultivate Yin and Yang simultaneously, helping each other to accelerate the cultivation speed of the Longevity Manual, which would help them achieve the True Qi Spiral.

"I'm so cute, I'm a good teacher!"

Chapter 942 Bai Qing'er