Until Shu Sunzhi disappeared, Ding Wushang still stayed in the temple.
He looked at the statue above, no one knew what he was thinking.
After Zhang Tianshi disappeared, almost all the burden of Zhenwu Sect fell on him. Originally, Zhang Tianshi had eleven disciples. Counting him, there were a total of twelve second-generation disciples. These disciples were the core of Zhenwu Sect.
But after Zhang Tianshi disappeared, six of them disappeared with him.
Among the remaining six people, three were captured by the Daqi court, and the other two were younger than him, and they all relied on him to take care of them.
In the past, when Zhang Tianshi was around, Ding Wushang didn't realize it, but now that he was in Zhang Tianshi's position, he realized that being a head teacher was not easy. Previously, under Zhang Tianshi's wings, he had already begun to travel around the world to recruit people for the sect.
He is a genius. Over the past few years, he has introduced no less than a hundred people to Zhenwu Cult. Excluding those who died, every one of them is an elite.
Now these people have become a new core layer surrounding him.
As a temporary heavenly master, what he has to do is to lead this group of people forward and hold up a sky for those who come after.
Be it conspiracy or conspiracy.
In the final analysis, it comes down to strength. Only with strength can you have the right to speak and do what you want to do.
Fortunately, Zhenwujiao has a solid foundation.
This foundation can quickly make him stronger, reaching the level of a heavenly master.
Thinking of this, Ding Wushang's eyes fell on a jade plaque in front of the statue...
Light rain in the morning.
The humid air blocked the view, and looking down from the mountain was like a fairyland, foggy.
In the famous sword villa, Yan Shijiu led countless new disciples to practice the villa's sword skills.
After the last assassination incident, the wolf tribe and the eminent monks of Daxue Temple were all killed by the village owner. This also made Yan Shijiu more sure of his choice. The village owner is the best in the world. If he wants to do it in the future
To dominate the world, you must follow the right person.
This is what Yan Jiulin's father taught him when he went out.
People only need to do two things right in this life.
Get the right wife.
Follow the right master.
If you can do these two things, you will rise to great heights and surpass 99% of the mediocre people in the world.
Yan Shijiu has no idea about marrying a wife for the time being, but he is already working on finding his master. It seems that his performance is pretty good so far. As long as he persists for another six months, he will have a chance to enter the core of Mingjian Villa and go to
Meet the owner of the village.
Wu Chong carefully carved a piece of white jade in a quiet room, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Successful."
After carving the last stroke, the white jade piece in his hand flickered slightly, then suddenly restrained itself and turned into an inconspicuous piece of stone.
But inside this stone, Wu Chong successfully engraved his skin-painting technique into it, turning it into a 'seal'. At the same time, he also integrated the sword energy of the sword control technique and the claw power of capturing the dragon's head into it. Combining this
The thing turned into something similar to a magic weapon.
"Demon Town Museum"
The birth of this thing represents a fundamental change in Wu Chong's future course against the enemy, and he begins to formally decouple himself from the warriors of this world.
Taking the carved magic weapon, Wu Chong returned to the mountain behind the villa.
This place was specially set aside by him for him to practice, and ordinary disciples would not dare to come here at all.
With a slight leap, he flew over the rocks.
The light rain continued, Wu Chong took a deep breath, and the fresh scent of the surrounding plants filled his heart and spleen.
Taking off the seal from his waist, Wu Chong raised his hand and poured a stream of true energy into it.
In an instant, the seal seemed to have come alive, emitting a hazy light, and there seemed to be faint talismans flowing on it. After Wu Chong poured in the true energy, after being transformed by this power, it suddenly turned into a stream of light.
, blended into the rocks in front.
"Throwing beans makes an army!"
Wu Chong took the seal and swept the light across the hundreds of rubbles below.
For a moment, the gravel below shook, and then ugly stone monsters stood up swaying one after another. These stone monsters did not have the majesty of Tao soldiers at all, they looked just like monsters, and their surface was condensed with the foundation of skin painting.
, the internal strength is made of bones made from the eagle claw skill, and the sword energy of the sword control skill is the claws of this thing. It is a ferocious monster in its entirety, and has nothing to do with the bones of the immortal wind.
With Wu Chong's current methods, if he really goes to the world of immortality, he will be a demon cultivator who has been subdued and exterminated by demons.
But Master Wu didn't care.
The quantity problem that has troubled him for a long time has been solved. As long as he has enough real energy, he will have to think twice before anyone attacks him in the future.
It's hard to say who will surround whom.
"The owner of the village!"
A voice came from the bottom of the mountain, it was Elder Tong Fei.
This old man knows winks very well. Now, except for Ma Runan, this old man is the one Wu Chong uses the most in the villa. Compared with the people who entered Wu Chong's sight with him, he is not as good at controlling winks.
not enough.
"What's up?"
Wu Chong withdrew his magical power, and the standing stone monsters lost their true energy, fell apart instantly, and turned back into a pile of inconspicuous stones.
"Daisetsu Temple has sent a message to the capital."
"I see!"
Trouble must be solved one by one. The task given by Princess Wujiang to find Ding Wushang is impossible to complete. Except for the first meeting, Wu Chong has never contacted that guy since then. Even if he wants to betray him, there is no way.
If Princess Wujiang and the others really fall out in three days, Wu Chong will flip the table with them, and the worst he can do is go back to the mountain.
Inside the mountain, stand!
Compared with this problem, the group of monks at Daxue Temple are more worried because they want Wu Chong's life.
"Go and notify Director Jiang and ask him to bring someone with him to get things done once and for all."
"yes."
Upon hearing Wu Chong's order, Tong Fei was shaken.
This village owner is so domineering!
To his liking.
After Tong Fei left, Wu Chong tested this new ability again. He waited until Ma Runan and the others came to send a message, then he took away his magical power and prepared to go down the mountain.
Mingjian Villa is in the center of Wanjian City.
Unlike ordinary houses, Wanjian City is built on a mountain peak in the inner city. For the residents of Wanjian City, this mountain is their symbol and their pride.
Go down the stone steps in front of the villa.
The sunshine after the rain falls and shines on the earth, showing its vitality.
Wu Chong felt a little uncomfortable.
He has not had contact with outsiders for a while. What he does most every day is to retreat and study immortal cultivation techniques. This is the first time for him to go down to the villa in such a long time.
"The owner of the village!"
On the roadside, an excited young man looked at him.
Wu Chong was a little surprised, who is this young man?
Although he thought so in his heart, Wu Chong would not show it. He still smiled and nodded to the other party to express encouragement.
After all, they are all disciples of the Villa and can be regarded as his younger brothers.
The owner of the village remembers me, I am different!
Yan Shijiu looked excited when Wu Chong nodded his 'approval'. He felt that he was one step closer to his dream of becoming the village master's disciple.