Chapter 291
"Uncle Master's injury can't be solved even by transforming into a god?"
In the bamboo house of the Spiritual Planting Department.
After Wang Hao was silent for a while, he couldn't help but speak.
"Hua Shen?"
The old farmer couldn't help but choked:
"For this skin, do you ask Hua Shen to take action?"
"Besides, I was just a golden elixir monk at the time and had few merits. How could I invite Hua Shen! But your master was at that time. I am already at the height of my power, and Yao Wudi's name is resounding throughout the land of Wu and Chu. Oh, even though I am of the same generation as him, in his eyes, I am just a late learner. I'm afraid he has never even looked at me!" "Old Ma
, Senior Brother Yao is not like this..."
Cui Daqi on the side couldn't help but interjected.
But the old farmer shouted angrily:
"He was the master of a peak back then and owned the products of a peak. If he wanted to, he could easily spend his meritorious deeds to save me. How could I be despised by others?" Hearing this
! Here, Wang Ba couldn't help but said:
"Uncle... I'm afraid it's not that the master doesn't want to treat him, but that he himself is short of money." "
Yes, senior brother Yao has always been poor, and it's not like you don't know that."
Cui Daqi quickly agreed . He said comfortingly.
"Haha, Cui Daqi, stop making excuses for him!"
The old farmer sneered and was about to say something else.
Wang Hao hesitated for a moment and suddenly said: "What if I can ask the spiritual uncle to take action?"
The old farmer couldn't help being stunned, and then he couldn't help laughing loudly:
"You?"
"Hahahaha!"
"Don't say I underestimate you. , even if your master comes forward, he may not be able to invite the Transformation God, let alone you, a little guy who hasn't even got a single golden elixir!"
Cui Daqi couldn't help but look at Wang Hao, with a look of helplessness on his face.
Why haven't you noticed before that this kid is still a braggart?
But this is indeed a bit similar to my senior brother.
However, facing the old farmer's loud ridicule, Wang Yan looked extremely calm:
"It won't be long before my master can step into the realm of God Transformation. When the time comes, I will ask Master to treat my uncle..." "
He? Transformation into God " ?"
The old farmer's smile gradually faded, revealing a faint smile:
"If he could transform into a god, he would have transformed into a god long ago!" "
Do you know how old he is now? More than two thousand two hundred years old!"
"My Dajin spiritual energy is at its peak. , but the lifespan of a normal Nascent Soul is only a thousand and a half. He has lived more than seven hundred years longer than the ordinary Nascent Soul! But there is no sign of becoming a god at all... Nowadays, many life-extending treasures are of little use to him. He can live for at most seventy or eighty years. Haha, you actually believe that he can transform into a god."
Hearing the old farmer's words, Wang Hao was suddenly shocked:
"Master, only seventy or eighty years of life left? "
Seventy or eighty years is already a lifetime for most people.
However, for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it is just a short stage.
Wang Hao had long known that Yao Wudi didn't have much longevity, but he never expected that he only had this little left.
The old farmer noticed the change in Wang Ba's expression and said clearly:
"It seems you don't know either... He is also a poor man. I'm afraid he was tricked by your master."
There was a hint of pity in his tone. .
After hearing this, Wang Hao finally recovered from his previous shock, shook his head slowly, and was about to speak.
Cui Daqi on the side quickly sent a message:
"Wang Hao, please stop talking. He is angry. If that doesn't work, let's go to other peaks to buy some Linggu bran or something."
Wang Hao also sent a message and replied: "Don't worry, Uncle Cui. I'm measured."
Cui Daqi nodded after hearing this.
In the past few days since Wang Ba entered the Spiritual Food Department, he has also discovered that compared to Yao Wudi's flamboyant temperament, Wang Ba is indeed more stable and knowledgeable.
It made him very relieved.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Wang Hao's unceremonious retort:
"Master Uncle Ma's words may be because he was accidentally injured by the master, so he is a bit extreme."
When Cui Daqi heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened. .
Is this what you said to reassure me?
You just poked someone's air bag tube!
As expected, the old farmer immediately said angrily: "I'm extreme?! It was your master who ruined me, and you say I'm extreme?!" Wang Ba's
face was unexpectedly calm, and he said in a deep voice:
"Are you extreme, Master? Uncle, just ask yourself. Disciple just wants to say that the mistake has been made. Either make it right, or find a way to solve it. I think uncle knows more about these principles than disciple. Disciple has only one idea, and that is to help uncle solve this problem. , to make up for the mistakes made by the master. Whether the master can achieve the transformation of gods is not important in this matter. If it can be achieved, please ask the master to take action. If not... it should be the responsibility of the disciple." Looking at Wang Hao's
sincerity Looks like, listening to the sincerity in Wang Yan's tone.
Cui Daqi on the side was slightly moved.
The old farmer couldn't help but hesitated, but then he couldn't help but mockingly said:
"You will bear the responsibility? Ha, I told you, you are just a foundation builder..."
However, Wang Yan interrupted directly, looking directly at the old farmer, He said seriously:
"Didn't the ancestor of the gods come from the foundation building?"
"My talent is ordinary, but since I can be accepted by the sect, although I think I am dull, I am not unworthy of cultivation. If I fail to build the foundation, then I can use the golden elixir , If the golden elixir fails, then Nascent Soul!"
"If Nascent Soul still fails... I am ashamed to say that the disciple has a little talent in beast control and spiritual cooking. It is not too difficult to accumulate merit, and the disciple is devoted to it. I will use all my savings to ask the Ancestor of the Transformation God to treat Uncle Shi."
"There is always a way to solve Uncle Shi's problem... It just depends on whether Uncle Shi is willing to do so."
These words did not sound so convincing.
However, there is a firm belief and a firm will in it. The monks present, whose cultivation is much higher than Wang Yan, can clearly feel it.
This is not just a nice word on the scene.
Everyone present could not help but be moved by it.
Even the old farmer couldn't help but feel speechless at this moment.
Cui Daqi couldn't help but look at the old farmer.
After a long time, the old farmer finally spoke, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:
"Waiting for you Nascent Soul...I'm afraid I'll have passed away long ago."
However, his tone was much lower than before.
And unconsciously, most of the anger in his tone had quietly disappeared.
Sensing the looseness in the old farmer's tone, Wang Hao's heart suddenly relaxed.
"It's done!"
It was not advisable to keep a low profile and hide from the master's old grudges.
It's not that it's wrong to keep a low profile, but it's just that you can only be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no reason to prevent a thief for a thousand days.
After all, no one can tell how many people are at odds with Master and where they are waiting for him.
Rather than being embarrassed when the time comes, it is better to stand up openly and be honest.
In a word, I will take the blame for Master, as long as you have the nerve to do so.
After all, they are all seniors. Even if they have some disagreements with their master, it would be a shame to embarrass him, a junior.
Within the sect, the circle of high-level monks is only that big.
If something happens, everyone in the sect will probably know about it.
So normally, not many people would do this.
If you love feathers, you might even take special care of Wang Ba to show your generosity.
This was what Wang Yan was thinking, and why he had to take the initiative to stand up.
He wanted to get rid of the troubles he might encounter in the future once and for all.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the old farmer looked at him and said mockingly:
"Return to the Yuanying... Why didn't you say you would help me after you transformed into a spirit?"
Wang Hao was slightly startled, and then said calmly:
"That's what I thought in my heart... I'm just afraid that my uncle will think that I'm deceiving you, so I didn't boast."
Now the old farmer couldn't hold himself any longer, and looked at Wang Yan with wide eyes:
"How dare you think that? ..."
Cui Daqi couldn't help but mutter.
With such a confident look, he looked more and more like Senior Brother Yao...
At this time, the old farmer paused and pondered slightly. Then he seemed to have made a decision and looked at Wang Hao again, but his tone was still extremely cold:
" The spiritual grain chaff you need... As long as I am in the Spiritual Planting Department, I will continue to supply it to you. But as we have agreed, after you become a god, you will have to make up for the mistakes your master made. This, you Do you dare to swear an oath?"
Wang Yan couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he heard the old farmer's words.
He has actually given up on getting chicken feed here. The reason why he is still here is just to show an attitude.
But he didn't expect...
He didn't hesitate at all, and immediately swore an oath to his inner demon:
"Disciple Wang Ba, if you can transform into a god, you will do your best to heal the injuries to Uncle Ma's soul and body!" Hearing this,
the old farmer nodded slightly.
Immediately, he passed Wang Ba directly and walked out of the bamboo house.
Cui Daqi gave Wang Hao a thumbs up, and immediately ran out after him: "Wait for me, old horse."
Around him, the monks from the Spiritual Planting Department looked at Wang Hao, and they all expressed their eye-opening excitement. expression.
Deacon surnamed Qiu couldn't help but walked up to Wang Ba with a look of admiration on his face:
"Deacon Wang, you are the first person I have ever seen who dares to talk back to the minister..."
"Qiu Feng! The manure of the fallow spiritual field Have you watered it all?"
The old farmer's cold voice came from outside the bamboo house.
Deacon surnamed Qiu: "Uh..."
He glanced at Wang Hao with a helpless expression, and then left.
The others originally wanted to get acquainted with Wang Ba, but seeing the situation, they immediately did not dare to speak anymore, politely handed over to Wang Ba, and left quickly.
Seeing this, Wang Ba no longer stayed, and immediately flew out of the Lingzhi Department. After bowing to Cui Daqi and the old farmer in the distance, he flew towards Wanfa Peak.
"Old Ma, aren't you making things difficult for me? How can it be so easy to transform into a god..."
Cui Daqi looked at Wang Ba's flying figure in the distance and couldn't help but blame him.
The old farmer glanced at him and said calmly: "Why, you have no confidence in him?" "
This is not a question of confidence or lack of confidence, Senior Brother Yao... The practice of Wan Dharma Meridian is too difficult. I don't know how many people have been scared away over the years. Even us, the young people who had just joined the sect, no one dared to go to Wanfa Peak at that time. Being able to achieve Nascent Soul is already very good."
Cui Daqi said helplessly.
Hearing this, the old farmer shook his head slightly and said nothing more. He just looked at Wang Hao's departing figure, but a hint of admiration quietly flashed through his eyes: "
This son is different from his bastard master."
At this moment, The two of them seemed to feel something, and looked towards the sky in unison.
Immediately, his expression changed involuntarily:
"That's..."
...
Mission Hall.
Yao Wudi strode across the crowd in the mission hall square.
Although he has a majestic figure, no one can feel it when he walks among them.
He walked straight to the huge water curtain at the front of the square and stopped in front of the fourth water curtain.
He raised his head slightly and saw the golden light shining on the water curtain. He immediately smiled happily and said,
"Haha, I remember correctly! Only defeat, not kill..."
"Thirty thousand meritorious deeds are obtained."
Without hesitation, he immediately A pale gold identity tag was thrown out.
Soon, a golden light dissipated above the water curtain.
The identity card also flew back to Yao Wudi's hands.
He immediately flew towards the small room where he submitted the task not far away.
Revealed.
Soon, the task settlement was assigned to him.
The Jindan monk in charge of the settlement saw Yao Wudi. Although he felt a little unfamiliar, the unfathomable aura on the other person's body could not be faked. He quickly said politely: "
This uncle..."
Even though he saw Yao Wudi, The pale golden identity tag was handed over, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly changed his words: "Uncle, are you here to submit a task?" "
Nonsense, otherwise I would like to come to you for tea!"
"The mission of the Original Demon Sect..."
Yao Wu Di was in a hurry to go back and said impatiently.
But the other party didn't dare to say anything and was about to take the identity card from Yao Wudi's hand.
"Huh?"
Yao Wudi suddenly seemed to realize something and couldn't help but look towards the sky.
Looking over the mighty formations high in the sky that enveloped the entire Wanxiang Sect for tens of thousands of miles, he saw several figures that were menacing, raging with demonic energy, and without cover.
The auras of these figures are far-reaching, profound, and difficult to measure.
His expression suddenly froze slightly, and he subconsciously held the identity tag in his hand.
"Original Demon Sect!"
"God Transformation Monk!"
At this moment, the golden elixir monk hesitated and said: "Uncle, I need your identity card to settle the task..."
Yao Wudi's mind suddenly turned and he suddenly said: "Give me the details of defeating the first holy son of the original demon sect. Take a look."
"Ah?"
The golden elixir monk in the window looked stunned: "Uncle, this is against the rules..."
"What the rules, show me quickly!"
Yao Wudi showed impatient expression and directly said A jade slip was sucked out of the opponent's hand.
His spiritual consciousness swept over, and when he saw the handsome appearance of the First Holy Son in the jade slip, Yao Wudi was stunned.
Immediately he couldn't help but cursed:
"Fuck!"
"It's him!"
He's in trouble!
This thought immediately came to Yao Wudi's mind.
Because he clearly remembered...this bullshit First Holy Son was the first one he killed when he besieged those people from the Original Demon Sect.
It wasn't because he was weak, but because the other party was quite capable. At least 60% of the ten thousand magical patterns that were destroyed on his body were caused by the other party.
It was also because he had so much fun playing that it even made him realize something. He was so excited that he couldn't keep his hand...
Yao Wudi quickly retracted the hand holding the identity card.
"Uncle, that identity card..."
"Uncle... I've never been here before!"
Yao Wudi said hurriedly.
He was about to fly to Wanfa Peak.
In the entire Wanxiang Sect, a clear voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all Yuanying monks.
"All Yuanying monks, come to Chunyang Palace."
"Sect Master!"
Yao Wudi froze, a trace of nervousness flashing in his eyes.
Ruined!
Even the sect leader was alarmed!
He couldn't help but glance at some teleportation arrays within the sect, feeling faintly moved.
But at this moment, a voice unexpectedly sounded.
"Senior Brother Yao?"
Upon hearing this voice, Yao Wudi's face suddenly fell.
But he still turned around helplessly.
"Junior Brother Qu."
In front of his eyes, a middle-aged monk wearing a black gold cloak with a stern look on his eyebrows flew out from the Tiger Head Palace in Shaoyin Mountain.
It is the master of Shaoyin Mountain, Qu Shen Tong.
At this moment, he looked at Yao Wudi with a hint of surprise and surprise in his eyes:
"Senior Brother Yao, didn't you go to Fengxiao Strait? Why did you come so soon..."
Yao Wudi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. .
It can't be said that after accepting the mission, he followed his spiritual sense to Dayan and killed the first holy son of Dayan's original demon sect, right?
"Ahem, something happened."
Yao Wudi said casually.
Although Qu Shentong was puzzled when he saw this, he didn't ask any more questions. He just said curiously:
"It's rare for the sect leader to ask us to go to Chunyang Palace together. I don't know what happened...Does Senior Brother Yao know?"
Yao Wudi coughed twice. He said, "Well, I just came back, so I'm not sure."
As he said that, he flew up.
Seeing this, Qu Shentong quickly reminded him kindly:
"Senior Brother Yao, you are going the wrong way. Chunyang Palace is over there."
Why are you so lenient?
Yao Wudi cursed secretly in his heart, but at this time, Nascent Soul cultivators also appeared one after another on some of the surrounding peaks.
I wanted to leave at this moment, but it was too eye-catching.
"That's it! The sect leader will never risk my life by using me!"
"Besides, there is no evidence to prove that I did it..." In a
dilemma, Yao Wudi simply broke the jar and threw it, and then he went to work with Qu Shentong and some acquaintances. Rush towards Chunyang Palace.
At this moment, Chunyang Palace, one of the two palaces, rarely appeared from the void.
It was quiet inside the ancient, simple and seemingly ordinary palace.
Yao Wudi walked into the palace with everyone.
But what surprised him was that the sect master was not seen in the palace.
There is only one place that is placed, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior.
Yao Wudi moved his ears and heard the whispers of some Nascent Soul monks in the palace.
"I heard that the leader of the original Demon Sect of Dayan came here in person... The master is negotiating with him outside..." "
...The master of the Demon Sect came in person... for what reason?" "
Who knows, but it looks like It's probably not a good thing to look unfriendly."
Hearing this, Yao Wudi quickly tried to peek outside.
However, Chunyang Palace seemed ordinary, but inside it, not even Yao Wudi's spiritual consciousness could penetrate it at all.
It didn't take long.
Yao Wudi suddenly felt something in his heart and looked toward the high platform of the palace.
Then he saw a monk with a white face and no beard, a dignified appearance, but no emotion in his eyes, quietly appeared in the palace.
"Second Elder."
Yao Wudi looked gloomy.
Immediately afterwards, figures of old or young monks with obscure auras that were difficult to detect appeared one after another.
"Fourth Elder...Seventh Elder...Elder Du...Senior Brother Pang..."
There were fifteen people in total.
They are also the fifteen... transformed gods who are still in the sect!
Seeing these people, Yao Wudi's heart became heavier and heavier.
He vaguely felt that the impact of the trouble he had caused this time might be far greater than he had previously expected.
"It's just a Holy Son... This battle has been a little over, right?"
Yao Wudi muttered secretly in his heart.
And just then.
A middle-aged monk with a long beard, a gentle face, and wearing the 'Vientiane Purple Ribbon Clothes' that represented the identity of the sect master came quietly from outside the hall.
It seemed slow but was actually fast. In just a blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of everyone.
Seeing this person, including the fifteen god-transforming monks, all the monks saluted and said in unison:
"I have met the sect master."
It was Shao Yangzi, the sect master of Wanxiang Sect.
Shao Yangzi's voice was clear and gentle:
"No need to be polite, please sit down first."
His tone was gentle, which made Yao Wudi feel slightly relieved.
After everyone was seated, Shao Yangzi said directly without further involvement:
"I invite you all to come here because of two things."
"The first thing is that the great flood has been raging for more than a hundred years. The three continents of Xituozhou, Tubizhou and Daoshengzhou have been confirmed to have fallen..."
Yao Wudi breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn it, I was scared to death!
He thought it was coming for him.
But this was obviously no small matter, and he quickly pricked up his ears to listen.
"...I have received accurate news that all the monks from the Three Continents have now evacuated from the original Three Continents. In about sixty or seventy years, their main force will cross the West Sea and collide with our Feng Linzhou monks..." Shao Yangzi said in a deep voice
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"This catastrophe is a great catastrophe. No one in Feng Linzhou can escape it. Therefore, just now, our three sects and one clan of Great Jin have joined forces with Dayan." "You all have an idea in mind, and at the same time, you must
also You have to practice well and be prepared to deal with disasters at any time." "
In addition, because of the addition of a monk King Xin in the Xihai Kingdom, the Ashna tribe in Tubizhou has become more and more arrogant. I have made an agreement with the Changsheng Sect, and the Ashna tribe Here, leave it to our sect. Later, we will discuss together the candidates to go to the Xihai Kingdom."
"Monk Wang Xin?"
Yao Wudi was stunned. Isn't this the person he selected to enlighten him before?
He couldn't help but look at Shao Yangzi, but was shocked to find that Shao Yangzi also gave him a meaningful smile.
Yao Wudi suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
And Shao Yangzi immediately said:
"We will talk about this later, let's talk about the second thing... The first and seventh holy sons of the original demon sect and the six Nascent Soul monks who were protecting the Tao were attacked by the same monk. Killed near Nanshaocheng on the border of Dayan... According to the description of the surviving Ninth Holy Son, someone in the Demon Sect believed that it was someone from my Wanxiang Sect who did it... Does anyone want to come out and claim it?" In the originally quiet palace, a loud voice suddenly sounded
. There was a sound of surprise and discussion.
One person killed eight Nascent Soul monks alone, and he was also the Holy Son and Protector of the Original Demon Sect. Such a record was really too exaggerated.
Even the deputy hall masters and ministers of each hall, if they ask themselves, they are definitely not that capable.
After all, the Original Demon Sect is no weaker than the Wanxiang Sect. No, strictly speaking, the Original Demon Sect is much stronger than the Wanxiang Sect.
After all, the ability of Great Yan to compete with Great Jin was inseparable from the contribution of the original Demon Sect.
But soon someone noticed that the sect leader Shao Yangzi's eyes had already fallen on someone.
When Yao Wudi saw this, he knew he couldn't hide, so he walked out with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Sect Master, I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?"
Shao Yangzi smiled slightly:
"I believe it, but the Shangguan Sect Master of the original Demon Sect doesn't really believe it."
"The first holy son of the Demon Sect has already taken half a step forward. I stepped on the threshold of becoming a god, but you beat me to death... Not to mention the leader of the Demon Sect, if it were me, I would also like to kill you with my own hands." "You can't blame me... I didn't know that the
First Holy Son was born. What, I thought it was the one I let go..."
Yao Wudi grimaced.
The Nascent Soul monks around him suddenly became speechless when they heard Yao Wudi's words.
The co-author did indeed hold back.
Some people who are familiar with him have no doubt about this. This is indeed Yao Wudi's style.
Shao Yangzi shook his head gently: "I'm not blaming you... On the contrary, I want to praise you. If you hadn't taken action this time and hurt the original demon sect... they might not have joined forces with us so quickly, so, Your contribution is not small."
When Yao Wudi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of disbelief.
Not only is this not a fault, but it is actually meritorious?
Big ups and downs, a little too fast, right?
"Since you have made meritorious service, you will naturally be rewarded... Well, I will send you to the Xihai Kingdom to fight against the Ashna tribe of Tubizhou. What do you think?" Shao Yangzi said with a smile
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There are 200,000 words updated this month, which is 20,000 words less than last month. The update is really a stretch... Mainly because there are many things to do, and I write them all when I go home. I am working hard to adjust my schedule and the amount of updates this month, with a target of 240,000 words... Well, Swear to the Demon
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