Wu Bei landed on a square on the mountain. As soon as he landed, he felt that there was a peerless formation on the mountain that enveloped him and suppressed his cultivation. He felt it carefully. This was the holy power that only a saint could have.
Is there a saint on this mountain?
Yang Caixin landed not far away. He stared at Wu Bei and sneered: "When you get here, everything is no longer up to you!"
Wu Bei: "I didn't expect that your Yang family would actually have such a grand formation arranged by a saint."
Yang Caixin said in a sinister voice: "It's too late for you to understand now!"
Wu Bei: "Take me to Li Yuanxiang."
Yang Caixin sneered: "You are more valuable than Li Yuanxiang. Since you are here, there is no need to leave!"
Wu Bei raised his eyebrows: "Were you lying to me before?"
Yang Caixin laughed "haha" and waved his hand: "Lock it up!"
Two people rushed out immediately, stepped forward and held Wu Bei down. They put a set of shackles on him, locking his hands and feet. Wu Bei's power was suppressed by a holy power, but he did not resist and let him go.
These people locked him up.
He said calmly: "Now, can you let me see Li Yuanxiang?"
Yang Caixin said: "Don't worry, I will take you to a place first."
Wu Bei followed Yang Caixin across the square and came to a hill. In front of it was a cave, with two boys standing at the door. The two entered the cave and found a very vast cave hall inside.
Tens of thousands of luminous pearls were hung in the cave hall. Under the soft light, a man with long hair hanging down his shoulders sat cross-legged there. Half of his body was integrated into the rock, and only his upper body was normal. However, under his skin
The surface has been partially petrified.
Yang Caixin came to the old man and bowed deeply to him: "Holy Ancestor!"
This man's appearance looked like he was around forty, but his actual age was shocking. He opened his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Did someone bring it?"
Yang Caixin said: "Yes, Holy Ancestor, this person is Li Yuanxiang's father, and he is probably the alchemist."
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He nodded and said in a deep voice: "How can we put shackles on the guests? Take off the shackles."
Wu Beidao: "No need, these shackles are quite comfortable."
Yang Caixin: "Holy Ancestor, this person is not weak in strength. I am afraid of an accident, so I have locked him up temporarily."
Wu Bei: "No need to be pretentious, just tell me what your purpose is."
The long-haired man smiled slightly: "I am the ancestor of the Yang family. I failed to become a saint and my body was petrified. I need a special elixir to recover. Last time, I saw the enlightenment elixir refined by Mr. and it was very effective.
Therefore, I would like to ask you, sir, to make elixirs for me."
Wu Bei: "Asking me to make elixirs is just a matter of words. Why do you want to deceive me? Also, where is my son Yuan Xiang?"
The long-haired man smiled and said: "My Yang family is in great need of alchemists like you right now. I hope you can stay in the Yang family."
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes: "You want to imprison me?"
The long-haired man: "Your understanding is not wrong. However, if you can cooperate well, I will not treat you badly."
Wu Bei: "I can consider it, but before that, I need to meet Li Yuanxiang."
Yang Caixin said in a cold voice: "Promise first, otherwise I will kill your son Li Yuanxiang!"
Wu Bei sighed: "Do you really think that this mere holy formation can really suppress me?"
Yang Caixin was shocked, but then he calmed down: "Hmph, is it possible that you can fight against the saint's formation?"
The long-haired man said: "Don't try to resist. With this big formation, even if Lord Daluo comes, we will be captured without mercy."
Wu Bei: "Let me say it one last time, hand over Li Yuanxiang and I will let you go."
"Insolent!" Yang Caixin was furious and raised his hand.
Hit Wu Bei on the left side of his face.
As soon as he raised his hand, he heard a "bang" and a faint breath of the Holy Emperor was released. The Holy Emperor is the king among saints. The moment he sensed the breath of the Holy Emperor, the formation collapsed instantly.
The holy power dissipated immediately.
"Crack!"
The shackles on Wu Bei's body shattered in an instant, and then he grabbed Yang Caixin's hand and threw it to the ground, slamming him to the ground. The latter spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
The long-haired man showed a surprised look: "How come you have the aura of the Holy Emperor on your body?"
Wu Beihan said: "I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it!"
After saying that, he kicked the rock. The long-haired man's body turned to stone. With this kick, half of his body shattered and he let out a shrill scream.
"Death!" Then he kicked the head of the Yang Family Saint Ancestor.
Everyone around him went crazy, he actually killed the Holy Ancestor!
Then, Wu Bei's spiritual sense was fully activated and he instantly locked Li Yuanxiang's position. He turned into lightning and instantly appeared at Li Yuanxiang's location, a cave in the mountain.
At this time, Li Yuanxiang was still in a coma. He must have been poisoned by some kind of poison and had been sleeping.
He reached out and grabbed it, and a black light flew out of Li Yuanxiang's body. The next second, Li Yuanxiang suddenly opened his eyes and saw Wu Bei. He asked strangely: "Dad, why are you here too?"
Wu Bei said with a gloomy face: "You have no brains, go to the cave and stay there!"
He threw Li Yuanxiang into the cave, then rushed out of the cave, thrust his hands into the air, seemed to have grabbed something, and then tore it apart with all his strength.
"Boom!"
He actually tore a hole in the void. Behind the hole was another world, which was one of the ten holy realms of the Ten Sacred Mountains, the Wenyuan Holy Land!
The surrounding monks all exclaimed: "We can't let him break in."
Enter the holy realm of Wenyuan!"
However, everyone was shouting, but no one dared to step forward to stop him. After all, even the Holy Ancestor was killed, who among these people could be his opponent?
Wu Bei dodged and entered the Wenyuan Holy Land. As soon as he arrived, he felt that this world had an aura that was very familiar and cordial to him.
Suddenly, an old man appeared in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you trespass into the Wenyuan Holy Land?"
Wu Bei glanced at the old man. This man was not weak in cultivation. Perhaps because he was contaminated with the saint's aura, his whole body was filled with brilliance.
He ignored the old man and took one step forward, and the man disappeared. The next second, he came to a palace. There were ten guards outside the palace, all of whom were powerful men of the True Immortal level.
"Back off!" a guard yelled.
Wu Beili ignored them. With a wave of his hand, several guards who intercepted him were knocked away. He went straight to the entrance of the hall and pushed with his right palm.
"Boom!"
The palace door was easily pushed open, smoke billowed inside, and a treasure emitting eight colors of mysterious light was suspended in the hall.
"Hurry up and protect the Bagua Pan!" the guards outside the palace shouted.
Wu Bei saw the treasure at a glance. It was a Bagua plate with an obvious aura of a saint.
His eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab the Bagua Disk. The Bagua Disk emitted eight-color mysterious light, trying to flick his hand away. However, Wu Bei understood the secret of Bagua, and instantly absorbed the eight-color Xuanguang, and the Bagua Disk screamed.
Humming, it fell into his hands obediently.
His eyes shone brightly and he said with a smile: "Is this the acquired gossip?"
He directly put away the Bagua disk, his body turned into lightning, and with a thunderous sound, the person disappeared.
After leaving Wenyuan Holy Land with the Bagua Pan, Wu Bei returned home directly. He released Li Yuanxiang from the cave. The latter was very embarrassed and said, "Dad, I was wrong."
