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Chapter 1260 Saint Descendants

"Did you just demonstrate to me?" he asked, staring at the saber-toothed whale.

The saber-toothed whale's big eyes rolled around, and he immediately uttered words: "I was rude just now, please forgive me, boss."

Wu Bei sneered: "I said should I bake you or steam you?"

Sabre-toothed whale: "My meat is too hard and not tasty."

Wu Bei released his hand and asked it: "There seem to be many powerful creatures around here."

Sabre-Toothed Whale: "My little brother actually has an errand in the Dragon Palace. Although his strength in this sea area is average, other creatures generally don't dare to provoke me."

Wu Bei became interested: "Oh, are you still working in the Dragon Palace?"

Sabre-Toothed Whale: "Yes, the villain is the leader of a patrol battalion in Dragon Palace."

Wu Bei: "I heard that the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea is very powerful. Do you know anything about the Dragon Palace?"

Sabre-Toothed Whale: "Dragon Palace is indeed very powerful, even the powerful Tiandao Sect is unwilling to quarrel with it."

Wu Bei patted the saber-toothed whale on the head and said: "Leave a contact method, maybe I will contact you in the future."

After leaving a transmission note behind, he left the sea and returned to Li Island.

As soon as the person came back, he happened to encounter a spiritual mind that was scanning the entire island unscrupulously. A middle-aged man was suspended in the air a hundred miles away from the east of Li Island. He was sending out a spiritual mind, as if he was searching for something.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an even more terrifying spiritual thought descended from the sky. The middle-aged man screamed, and blood suddenly flowed from his seven holes. He also fell from the air and fell into the sea water.

After a long time, the man struggled to get out of the water, flew into the air again, and said sternly: "Who made the sneak attack?"

Wu Bei appeared not far away and said calmly: "Do you think you can use your spiritual mind to peek into other people's homes?"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Do you know who I am?"

"Snapped!"

Wu Beiyang slapped him with his hand. After a sudden change and a thought, a big hand hit the middle-aged man's face directly, causing the middle-aged man's teeth to break and his head to be flattened.

The middle-aged man screamed: "Damn it!"

At this moment, Wu Bei grabbed the middle-aged man's neck and said, "Tell me which island you are from."

The middle-aged man felt that Wu Bei was about to strangle him to death. He finally became frightened and said, "I am from Shengwei Island! I am a descendant of a saint!"

Saint? Wu Bei looked at him and asked: "How big is your Saint Wei Island?"

Middle-aged man: "Shengwei Island is eight thousand miles long and five thousand miles wide, and is 49,000 miles away from here."

Wu Bei: "Are there any immortals on this Shengwei Island?"

Middle-aged man: "What are the immortals? There are great formations left by saints on our island, and even the Daluo Golden Immortal may not be able to break through them."

Wu Bei asked: "What's your name? What's the purpose of coming here to sweep around with your spiritual thoughts?"

Middle-aged man: "My name is Xun Guinian. I know that there are many people living on this island, so I want to check it out to see if I can bring them under my Ge family and teach them."

Wu Bei sneered: "Want to occupy Li Island? You have a big appetite!"

He pointed a finger at the center of Xun Guinian's eyebrows and used puppetry to control his mind and turn him into a puppet. Xun Guinian was unable to resist, his eyes suddenly stagnated, and he saluted Wu Bei: "Master."

Wu Bei: "Take me to Shengwei Island."

"yes."

Xun Guinian led the way, and the two of them rode a ray of light and landed in front of a huge island. This island was eight thousand miles long and about five thousand miles wide, making it the largest island in the surrounding area.

When they were about to approach the island, Xun Guinian took out a jade sign. The jade sign glowed, and the two of them easily passed through the ban. Without this piece of jade, people would not be able to pass the ban, let alone land on the island.

Outside the restriction, the island in Wu Bei's eyes was hazy and he could not see clearly. After passing the restriction, everything became clear.

He asked: "What is the population of Sunwei Island?"

Xun Guinian said: "There are about 500 million people."

Wu Bei: "There are quite a few people. Are all the people on this island surnamed Xun?"

Year of Xun Gui: "There are only more than 100,000 people with the Xun surname, and the rest are foreign surnames. However, there are eight saints on the Shengwei Island, and the eight surnames jointly govern the Shengwei Island."

Wu Bei: "Did any of your eight surnamed ancestors produce saints?"

Xun Gui Nian: "Yes, for example, my Xun family produced an ancient saint."

The ancient saint was a person comparable to the Great Luo Jinxian. His strength was terrifying, and he had gone his own way.

Wu Bei: "You have holy blood flowing in your body, but have you ever had a saint later?"

Xun Guinian shook his head: "No. There is obviously a saint's inheritance in the temple, but no one can get the inheritance from the ancestors."

Wu Bei: "Do you know why ancient saints died in large numbers back then?"

Xun Gui Nian: "It seems that a war broke out and led to the death of the saint, but I don't know the specific situation."

Shengwei Island is very prosperous, and the people on the island live and work in peace and contentment. Wu Bei has not seen such a scene for a long time.

He said: "It seems that your Xun family is pretty good to the people."

Xun Guinian: "After all, we are descendants of saints. Saints work for the welfare of the people of the world. Even if we cannot reach the realm of our ancestors, we will never harm the people."

Wu Bei: "So, the purpose of your previous trip to Li Island was not to possess it, but to educate the local people?"

Xun Guinian said: "It would be false to say that I have no selfish motives, but more importantly, I really want to educate the world."

"What education are you talking about?"

In the Year of Xun Gui: "As descendants of saints, the will of saints is immortal, and they are forever imprinted in the universe. Therefore, when our hearts can resonate with the saints, we can borrow the power of the saints to issue holy teachings,

Holy Judgment, Holy Word, etc.”

Wu Bei: "The power of a saint can only be used by saints?"

Xun Guinian: "Not necessarily. If a person is qualified enough and can understand the saint's artistic conception, he can also borrow the saint's power."

Wu Bei nodded, stretched out his hand, and solved Xun Guinian's puppet technique, allowing him to regain his freedom.

Xun Guinian was shocked, then looked at Wu Bei in surprise and said, "Why did you do this?"

He obviously knew that Wu Bei had controlled him before, but he didn't understand why Wu Bei let him go.

Wu Bei said lightly: "You saints are quite good people. It is a great merit that ordinary people can live well in this paradise."

Xun Guinian bowed to Wu Bei and said, "Thank you very much for your noble hand."

Wu Bei: "Can people from outside come and live on the island?"

In the Year of Xun Gui: "If you have one skill, you can become a citizen of Shengwei Island."

Wu Bei smiled and said: "I am an alchemist, is that okay?"

Xun Guinian's eyes lit up: "You are an alchemist? That's great! Alchemist is an extremely noble profession and must be worshiped by the whole island."

Wu Bei: "I hope I can move my Li clan members to this time and receive the blessings of the saints."

Xun Guinian thought for a while and said: "If you are also a saint, you can indeed bring a large number of people to settle here."

Wu Bei smiled and said: "My ancestor is the Supreme Lord Li Er. He was once the teacher of the saints."

Xun Guinian was surprised: "It turns out that he is a descendant of Laojun, so he can naturally be classified as a descendant of a saint."

Lao Tzu's status is not inferior to that of Master, so he can naturally be regarded as a descendant of a saint.

But Xun Guinian then asked: "I wonder if you can communicate with me about Laojun's power?"

Wu Bei shook his head: "No. Is there any special communication method?"

Xun Guinian nodded: "Of course there is. I can teach you that if you can communicate with Laojun's power, all eight surnames will inherit your status as a saint."


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