"Help me?" Lu Yirou looked Wei Zong up and down, then sneered.
"Just you?"
Her words were full of disdain, and she obviously looked down upon Wei Zong. After all, Wei Zong's current cultivation level at the second level of Qitian Realm was too low.
"Yes, it's up to me!" Wei Zong nodded very calmly, looking extremely confident.
"It's true that the ignorant are fearless!" Lu Yirou curled her lips and dismissed Wei Zong's confidence.
"Do you know what state Fang Xinghuan is now?"
"I don't know!" Wei Zong replied honestly.
"Then let me tell you, Fang Xinghuan is now at the eighth level of the Ultimate Artistic Realm and is working on reaching the next level. If he doesn't have time, when he frees up his hands, dealing with you will not be as easy as crushing an ant.
Where are you going? You don’t even know what state he is in, yet you dare to talk so wildly about helping me?"
Lu Yirou looked at Wei Zong with disgust in her eyes. In her opinion, Wei Zong was just talking big words. Now that she told Wei Zong about Fang Xinghuan's realm, I'm afraid this guy would be scared to death.
It's a pity that she was disappointed, Wei Zong still had a dull look on his face.
"I really didn't know it before, but now I know it...it's just a very artistic conception."
Wei Zong said calmly.
Extreme Artistic Realm is only two realms higher than him, and really nothing.
"What a loud tone!"
Lu Yirou was almost laughed out of anger. She thought Wei Zong was just trying to make a fool of himself.
"If you don't trust me, forget it!"
Being despised by Lu Yirou again and again, Wei Zong also frowned. Since Lu Yirou looked down on him so much, he didn't have to warm up to the other person's cold ass. After saying that, Wei Zong did not hesitate, turned around and planned to leave.
Looking at Wei Zong's leaving figure, Lu Yirou hesitated. She remembered the information she had learned from the disciples who went to Huntian Xu. Wei Zong withstood the pressure of Taichu Jiange Hanluo...
Thinking again of the annihilation sword intention that Wei Zong showed before...
Thinking of this, Lu Yirou's heart moved slightly. Although Wei Zong is not very strong now, the opponent has unlimited potential. Cooperating with him... maybe it will be of some use.
So, Lu Yirou suddenly spoke and called Wei Zong.
"Wait a moment!"
"Any thing else?"
Wei Zong paused and said impatiently.
"I can cooperate with you, but you must at least show that you are qualified to cooperate with me."
"how to prove?"
Hearing this, Wei Zong turned around and became a little interested.
Lu Yirou did not answer directly, but asked instead: "Junior Brother Wei, didn't you find something strange? Why are the inner disciples in our sect all in the Qitian realm, but not a single Wanjun realm warrior?
"
Wanjun realm?
Wei Zong was stunned for a moment. After the Qitian Realm is the Wanjun Realm. Among the Qiantian Sword Sect, there are many inner disciples of the Qitian Realm, but there is really no disciple of the Wanjun Realm. He has noticed this before, but
He also thought that the Qiantian Sword Sect was so in decline that it could not even produce an inner disciple of the Wanjun Realm.
Now it seems that there is something hidden inside?
"A year ago, the Qingyu Holy Land was opened, and the training quota happened to be our Qiantian Sword Sect's turn. These Wanjun Realm disciples all went to the Qingyu Holy Land to practice there to prepare for the breakthrough to the ultimate artistic conception.
In less than half a month, the one-year period will be completed, which means that these Wanjun Realm disciples will come back!"
Lu Yirou looked at Wei Zong and continued: "Fang Xinghuan has reached a critical juncture in his cultivation. He has no time to take action and his master does not allow him to come out. However, this does not mean that he cannot deal with you. As far as I know,
Among those disciples in the Wanjun Realm, there are many who are his minions."
"So you mean... Fang Xinghuan will find those Wanjun realm disciples to deal with me?"
"It's inevitable!"
Lu Yirou said with absolute certainty.
"If you can pass this level, then I will naturally cooperate with you. If you can't pass it..." Lu Yirou sneered at Wei Zong and said, "At that time, you were probably either dead or injured, so there would naturally be no cooperation between us.
Necessity.”
"Either death or injury?"
Keenly grasping the key point in Lu Yirou's words, Wei Zong was moved in his heart and said: "Will someone die? In the sect, do they dare to do it so violently?"
"Why, are you scared?" Lu Yirou glanced at Wei Zong with a faint smile, and then said: "If they want to deal with you, they will naturally have many ways. You must know that there is a life and death platform in the sect. As long as you get on this life and death platform,
It doesn’t matter life or death, even if they beat you to death, it won’t be a problem. If it doesn’t go as I expected, they will definitely try their best to force you to go to the stage of life and death.”
"The platform of life and death? Is there such a good place?"
Hearing this, Wei Zong was not only not afraid, but also showed an eagerness to try. How come no one told him about such a good place before? In this way, wouldn't he be able to beat to death those who he looked unhappy with?
Seeing that Wei Zong was not surprised but happy, Lu Yirou was a little confused about Wei Zong's thoughts.
This guy is really weird.
"I already know about this!" Wei Zong smiled: "Thank you to Senior Sister Lu Yirou for informing me of this information. If there is nothing else, I will go back first!"
With that said, Wei Zong turned around and left.
Lu Yirou frowned, opened her mouth, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hey, are you really not afraid of death?"
"Don't worry!" Wei Zong didn't even look back, he just waved his hand and said: "Those stinky fish and rotten shrimps can't do anything to me. It's them who should worry!"
Although Wei Zong was full of confidence, Lu Yirou obviously didn't have much confidence in him, and she was worried when she returned.
Wei Zong, on the other hand, went directly into seclusion as soon as he returned.
To him, Fang Xinghuan was not as important as his cultivation.
He had exchanged a lot of high-grade Yuan Stones before, and Wei Zong happened to use them for cultivation.
Just when Wei Zong entered seclusion, turned his back on what was going on outside the window, and concentrated on improving his cultivation...
Half a month flies by...
A huge void shuttle slowly sailed into the Qiantian Sword Sect!
On top of the void shuttle is a young man and woman with a powerful and vigorous aura. These people, without exception, are all warriors in the Wanjun realm.
"Finally home!"
"Then Qingyu Holy Land is really a place where birds don't shit, it's better to stay home!"
One after another young people jumped off the void shuttle with joyful expressions on their faces. Judging from their impatient looks, they must have been exhausted at the Qingyu Holy Land.
"Brother Ye, let's go have a drink together, I'll treat you!" A young man said to the young man next to him. The young man beside him was named Ye Xuan. He was a real leader among the inner disciples, and his cultivation level had already reached the pinnacle.
Reaching the seventh level of Wanjun Realm, he is very powerful.
At the same time, Ye Xuan is also one of the leaders of the group of disciples going to Qingyu Holy Land, and he has great prestige among the disciples.