"Master, will your method really work?" "If the head of the family finds out, I'm afraid he will peel off your skin!" At the foot of the mountain, an old man in the Saint Realm looked at the young man beside him and tried to persuade him: "Master, come home with me. Our family doesn't lack those cultivation resources." The young master next to him was a chubby young man with a pair of eyes rolling around, and he was restless. "Those cultivation resources?" Wu Yong widened his eyes and said exaggeratedly: "Old Sun, do you know how much that is!" "The resources sealed under the Xiaoxian Sect are counted by 'mountains'!" "When the domain master went to my father to arrange the formation for the Xiaoxian Sect, I was watching from the side." "That is a huge amount of resources gathered from the major holy places in the southern region!"
"If I don't steal some, I won't be able to sleep at night!" Old Sun smiled bitterly when he heard this and looked up at the sky speechlessly. He had no choice but to deal with such a crazy young master. Wu Yong, the legitimate son of the Wu family, a family of formation in the Southern Region, is also a second-generation descendant who can call the wind and rain in the Southern Region. He even dared to compete with the second son of the Su family. Although he was beaten badly in the end, he still clamored every day to suppress the eldest and second sons of the Su family. But this gentleman only has the cultivation of the first realm, and his combat power is extremely weak. Wu Yong is actually very talented, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his talent in formation is a peerless genius. But he just doesn't practice well, and he just likes to think about those messy Taoist methods. A few years ago, Wu Yong found a formation divine body foundation method from somewhere, named "Hunyuan Zhoutian Divine Body". This divine body takes a different path, and does not use the mobilization of the great trend of heaven and earth as a formation, but uses itself as a formation to pry the heaven and earth. The killing formation is engraved on the blood and bones, and the Zhoutian Hunyuan Divine Body is built. At the beginning, this formation method was also a sensation in the Wu family, and even the head of the family was shocked. Finally, the elders worked together for more than half a year and finally came to the conclusion that this thing could not be cultivated at all. But Wu Yong was a stubborn person, and he actually directly abandoned his fourth realm cultivation and re-cultivated the divine body realm! This almost made the head of the family beat him to death. But it was useless to stop him at this time, Wu Yong got his wish and could cultivate the Zhoutian Hunyuan divine body. But this practice just verified the words of the head of the family. Whenever the array pattern was engraved in his body to a certain extent, Wu Yong would vomit blood and fall into a coma for two days. He vomited blood as soon as he practiced, and practiced again after waking up, and then vomited blood again, and practiced again.
This devilish energy scared everyone in the Wu family, and they directly stopped Wu Yong's cultivation resources. Without resources, you can't engrave the array pattern. Now you can't practice, right? But who knew that Wu Yong really found a way. He actually stole the array diagram of the Xiaoxian Sect's underground sealed resources to engrave the array. He had to rely on cheating to obtain his own cultivation resources! "Old Sun, just wait and see." "I'm sure I can cultivate the Hunyuan Zhoutian Divine Body this time!" "When your young master becomes successful, I'll let you be the Supreme Elder." Wu Yong's eyes lit up, and he climbed the mountain excitedly. "Young master, you should think about how to escape after being discovered by the head of the family or the domain master." Old Sun sighed to the sky. He wanted to tip off, but Wu Yong was very smart. When he came, he tricked him into making a vow not to leak any news of this trip. There was no way, even if he didn't want to, he could only go all the way. "Young master, our family is a famous family after all, why did you choose an outer sect? And it's so remote?" Knowing that it was useless to persuade, Old Sun simply lay down. "You are stupid, we are not here to train, we are here to steal treasures." Wu Yong looked at the remote environment around him with satisfaction, "This place is just right." "I found out that the elder on this mountain has just reached the King Realm." "When I carve the formation to reduce the difficulty of passing the resource tower, you can directly block the elder." "As for the disciples above, there are even fewer, only one." Wu Yong laughed excitedly, "God really helps me!" Seeing that Wu Yong's plan was so detailed, Old Sun's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't say anything. It didn't take long for the mountain to reach the top. Wu Yong strode forward and said loudly: "Disciple Wu Yong, come to worship the master." "Waiting for the master?" Su Changqing and Wu Jiuling were both stunned. Their thoughts were surprisingly consistent. There was actually someone who came to worship the master on this broken mountain? "Teacher! Disciple Wu Yong, please accept my worship!" When he came to him, Wu Yong knelt on the ground and kowtowed without saying a word, with an extremely sincere expression.
Wu Jiuling's eyelids twitched, Su Changqing was stunned, and three black lines appeared on Old Sun's forehead. "I won't accept any more disciples." Wu Jiuling said speechlessly: "There is only one inheritance tower on my mountain, and there is already a successor." As long as someone passes the first level of the inheritance tower, no one can enter. "It's okay, teacher!" Wu Yong said sincerely: "I admire you very much." "Even if there is no inheritance and I can't be a direct disciple, I don't mind being a registered disciple." After saying that, Wu Yong looked at Su Changqing on the side and said enthusiastically: "Is this my senior brother? Haha, he is really a handsome man." "This is a little gift from my junior brother, and you must accept it." As he said that, Wu Yong took out a bottle of monster blood and stuffed it into Su Changqing's hand. "This" Su Changqing looked at the jade bottle in his hand with a smile. This Wu Yong is really familiar with people. With just a few simple words, he completed the one-sided apprenticeship. "You little fat guy are really interesting." Wu Jiuling smiled when he saw this, and looked at Wu Yong meaningfully, "Since you want to stay, then stay." Wu Jiuling, who has lived for most of his life, has empty eyelashes. How can he not see that Wu Yong has ulterior motives. But it doesn't matter. His cultivation is gone, but his consciousness of the quasi-emperor realm is still there. He wants to see what this little fat guy is going to do in the Xiaoxian Sect. "Haha, thank you teacher!" Seeing that it was so smooth, Wu Yong was overjoyed. "Teacher, can the disciple's followers also go up the mountain with him?" Su Changqing glanced at the old Sun beside Wu Yong and asked hurriedly. Uncle Fu is still waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, and he has caught a cold and is not in good health. If the followers can also go up the mountain, he must quickly pick up Uncle Fu and see if he can cure his illness. "This mountain is big enough, we don't need one or two people, just come anytime." After Wu Jiuling finished speaking, his face turned pale, and he felt a sharp pain in his body again.
He calmed down and looked at Su Changqing and Wu Yong. "If you don't understand anything about cultivation, you can come to me at any time. I'll go deal with other things." After the voice fell, Wu Jiuling turned and left. "The teacher's face doesn't look good." Su Changqing frowned and murmured in his heart. "Brother, our sect does not restrict followers from going up the mountain. You can send a message and let him fly up by himself." Wu Yong said with a smile. He had to build a good relationship with Su Changqing, after all, the identities of those who came to this small immortal sect were not simple. If Su Changqing's followers were also at the level of saints, it would be troublesome for him to do things in the future. Of course, it would be safest to drag Su Changqing on board. But who would have thought that Su Changqing shook his head and smiled, "My follower is just a mortal, he can't fly." "Besides, he is old and caught a cold, I'm afraid he can't get up." When these words came out, Wu Yong and Lao Sun were both stunned. Old? Cold? Mortal? There are such people in this small immortal sect? "May I ask how is my cultivation, brother?" Wu Yong asked with his eyes wide open. "I'm lucky today, I just started practicing." Su Changqing said with a smile. "Hiss" Wu Yong took a breath and looked around the small hill in front of him. In this small immortal sect, he actually encountered a place where there were no masters, and it was so remote! Wu Yong looked up at the sky and murmured excitedly: "God help me!" "In this way, I can't leak even if I want to!"