The tyrannical power was quickly activated along with his consciousness. On the surface of the body, the originally old and hunched figure receded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wrinkles dissipated and the figure became taller and taller again. Yan Jiu, who was originally languid, appeared in Wu Chong
Under his guidance, he finally took the final step and became a Nascent Soul monk!
His life span has greatly increased, and he has returned to his youthful appearance.
"Thank you, teacher."
Yan Jiujiu, who had regained his composure, bent down to thank Wu Chong over there.
He knew that he should not die. After the Nascent Soul stage, his life span would be five hundred years longer. Five hundred years would be enough time for him to find a further realm, and this time he was defeated by Wu Chong.
Marrow, I have modified my qualifications with the power of 'Wang' Tao, and it will definitely not be as difficult as before if I practice again.
"This is the most basic method of immortals - enlightenment."
Wu Chong put down the tea cup. When they looked over again, they found that the tea was still tea.
There is no picture.
Everything they see is derived from their own minds.
"Grandpa Zu, the imperial envoy is coming outside!"
A voice hurriedly ran in from outside. It was the young man Wu Chong had met last night.
"Grandpa...Grandpa? Who are you!"
After the young man ran in and saw the young version of Yan Jiu standing behind Wu Chong, he was dumbfounded. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Jiu's clothes had not changed at all, he would have thought that he had recognized the wrong person.
"go out."
Yan Jiu glanced over.
"yes!"
The young man was excited and reacted immediately.
But when he looked at Wu Chong again, his eyes became more and more admiring.
This is the ancestor of the immortals!
He can even rejuvenate his youth. This kind of power is simply beyond imagination.
The excited young man didn't care about being an imperial envoy. He was now eager to share the news with several other friends. These people were all people who admired the Immortal Ancestor very much.
"Teacher?"
Yan Jiu asked.
The imperial envoy represents the imperial court. Although Jinghai City has always been independent, the imperial court has also helped a lot over the years, and he also has many friends in the capital.
"Let's go out and take a look."
Wu Chong stood up.
He came back this time mainly to rest, and to digest the improvements brought about by Hedao, and to accumulate for the final impact on the realm of immortality. Dealing with the people and things in the past can also be regarded as a kind of accumulation.
Fu Qianshang and Ji Hongye said goodbye.
They have little contact with the people in the court and are too lazy to go out and waste their time.
After leaving the door,
Wu Chong soon met the imperial envoy whom the 19th descendants of Yan called him.
"I have met the ancestor of all immortals."
When he saw Wu Chong coming out, the imperial envoy immediately bent down and gave him a big salute. Wu Chong was already numb to these messy titles. He now had so many titles that he didn't even know it himself.
The ancestor of all immortals, the Immortal King, and the ancestor of all immortals, each one is more terrifying than the last. These names were all made up by Yan Shijiu for him during the time he was gone.
Wu Chong is now a legend in Jinghai City, a person who lives in portraits and on altars.
Wu Chong took a look at the imperial envoy's identity mark.
Or Qiguo.Lan
The ambitious Daqi royal family from the beginning has also been passed down, but to this day, it is not known how closely the Qihuang sitting on the throne is related to the former Qihuang.
"My emperor was overjoyed when he heard that our ancestor had arrived. He held a meeting to welcome the immortals in the capital. We hope that our ancestor can come and talk about it." As he spoke, the imperial envoy waved his hand specially, and a large number of people came in quickly from outside. Each of these people came to the meeting.
He was carrying a jeweled box, which contained countless gold, silver, treasures, spiritual materials and precious medicines.
These treasures that ordinary people would go crazy for at a glance are no different from weeds on the roadside to Wu Chong now.
In his current state, these things are useless.
It’s not that things are bad, but that the current speed of Wu Chong’s entry far exceeds the development of Daqi. People like Qihuang and others, when they look up, the sky they see may be just fabricated by beings of his level. Such a level
What good things can it bring to his life?
"Forget the nonsense. Forget about the waste of life such as banquets. I don't have time."
Wu Chong did not have much interaction with the contemporary Qihuangs, nor did he have much affection for them, so naturally he was too lazy to waste his time. After all, a long, long time ago, he had destroyed a certain generation of "ambitious" Qihuangs.
A plan that defies heaven and deceives other people's ancestors.
The imperial envoy also didn't expect that the legendary 'ancestor of all immortals' had such an upright temperament. He was not at all like an official like them, and he would care about the other person's face when he spoke. However, he was relieved after thinking about it for a moment. With the other person's current strength,
and status, there is no need to care about these at all, just live according to your heart.
This is the privilege of the strong.
If he had this strength, he would probably act even more arrogantly than the other party.
Understanding is understanding, the task assigned by Emperor Qi still needs to be completed, so the imperial envoy coughed awkwardly, raised his hand again and said.
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"When I come here this time, besides giving gifts, I also want to trouble my ancestor with something else..."
Seeing that the other party had a tendency to 'find trouble at his door', Mr. Wu, who was originally prepared to be polite, lost his patience on the spot and turned around and went back to the house.
Anyway, they are not familiar with each other, and he would never do anything to cause trouble. He wanted to kidnap him for just a small gift, but he had never dreamed of such a beautiful thing.
The imperial envoy suddenly got stuck mid-sentence.
He didn't expect the other party to leave so decisively, leaving him with a lot of complimentary words left unsaid.
Isn’t it said that strong people care more about their appearance?
Why doesn't this guy play by the rules?
"this......"
The imperial envoy looked around awkwardly, and a group of people who came to give gifts were also at a loss. They had never rehearsed such a scene.
"Master is a little tired, please go over here and rest." Lan
The corner of Yan Jiu's mouth raised, it turned out to be the teacher he was familiar with.
Moral kidnapping, praise and killing, etc., would not work with his teacher.
In his understanding, the teacher has never been restricted by the so-called false reputation, and he has always acted from a practical point of view. The same is true for martial arts methods, using the most direct and effective ones. Whether it looks good or not is another matter.
level issues.
"Excuse me."
The imperial envoy had no choice but to leave with Yan Shijiu, then looked back at the direction where Wu Chong disappeared, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
Emperor Qi had great expectations for him when he came this time.
The situation in the capital was already very bad. Emperor Qi had no choice but to seek medical treatment in a hurry. After hearing the news of Wu Chong's return, he immediately sent him here to ask for help. Not only him, but also all the people from Daqi in the past.
All the masters who went out were invited, but Wu Chong was the most famous and was in the first order of invitations.