"It's me. After the last battle, the power of my Holy Soul was too weak and I fell asleep."
Lord Feng Xian’s voice came again.
Hearing that Senior Feng fell asleep because he saved him last time, Mu Yu felt extremely guilty.
"Senior Feng, it was you who saved me when I was able to wake up in my mind?" Mu Yu asked.
"I just used secret techniques to stimulate your memory. You still have to rely on yourself to wake up completely."
Feng Xianjun said: "That person just now has practiced the Taishang Sword of Forgetfulness to the peak, and even he himself has fallen into this mood of forgetfulness."
"As long as he is given enough time to improve his cultivation to the Saint Realm, perhaps no one in the entire Divine Source Land will be his opponent."
"Is it so strong?"
Mu Yu was also horrified: "I thought he was just a senior from the Northwest Spiritual Academy, but I didn't expect..."
"Alas, it's a pity that such a magnificent person is trapped by love, and trapped himself alone on the top of Wuya Mountain."
Feng Xianjun changed his tone and said meaningfully: "However, there is still a person in this 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 the gods."
"I… "
Mu Yu touched his chin, but he didn't expect Feng Xianjun to give him such a high evaluation.
Although his combat power is good, his cultivation level is still too low, even among the younger generation of the Divine Origin Land, he is still not considered to be the top.
Becoming the strongest person in the land of the gods is too far away for him, and it is not something he can consider at the moment.
"Do you know what are the most powerful forces in the Land of God's Origin?"
Feng Xianjun knew that Mu Yu came from a small plane, so he asked.
Mu Yu shook his head. He had indeed not understood this yet.
Lord Fengxian said: "The land of Divine Source is vast and boundless, and there are ten most powerful forces, namely the First Palace, the Second Pavilion, the Three Sects and the Four Clans."
"The first palace is Chaotian Palace. For nearly ten thousand years, it has been the most powerful force in the land of the gods, and I used to be the palace master of Chaotian Palace."
Speaking of this, there was a hint of wistfulness in Feng Xianjun's voice.
"The two pavilions are Lingxiao Pavilion and Fentian Pavilion."
"The three sects are Qianyuan Sect, Yin Yue Sect, and Tianlang Sect."
"The four tribes are the Ancient Clan, the Hun Clan, the Nangong Clan, and the Duanmu Clan."
"These forces are distributed throughout the land of the gods, and they are all giants."
"Their disciples' cultivation environment and cultivation resources since childhood are far better than those outside, so they can be passed down for a long time."
Mu Yu asked curiously: "Is it better than the training environment in the Northwest Spiritual Academy?"
"It's much better. For example, my attic in Chaotian Palace has a thousand times more spiritual energy than the outside world. If you practice in my attic, as long as you have the talent for cultivation, no matter how stupid your qualifications are, you can at least reach the level of the Holy King." for."
Mu Yu also clicked his tongue after hearing this. It was unbelievable that anyone could reach the Holy King realm.
"Does Senior Feng mean to let me enter these ten major forces?"
Feng Xianjun said: "If I were still the master of Chaotian Palace, it would be your best choice to enter Chaotian Palace, but I am no longer the master of Chaotian Palace, and other forces have their own restrictions. If you enter these forces, you I will never betray you for the rest of my life.”
"And you need a relaxed cultivation environment, so none of these ten major forces are suitable for you."
"ah… "
Feng Xianjun's words were beyond Mu Yu's expectations.