Chapter seven hundred and eighty seventh apprentice ceremony
It has to be said that although Wu Hao, a powerful person in the seventh level of the Quasi-Emperor, was nothing to Xiao Yun, he made Ditian and the others feel full.
After devouring his huge energy, Ditian and others almost all improved by one level.
Among them, Nan Haiyun was the weakest in cultivation, so he was promoted by two levels, reaching the fourth level of quasi-emperor.
Lei Zu is now in the late stage of the fifth level of the Quasi-Emperor.
Emperor Tian is the pinnacle of the fifth level of quasi-emperor.
Dugu Baitian is the pinnacle of the Sixth Level of Quasi-Emperor.
At this time, the strength of several quasi-emperors in the Chaos Holy Land has been greatly enhanced.
It can be said that there are no weak quasi-emperors in the Chaos Holy Land now.
Even the weakest Nanhai Yun was a quasi-emperor of the fourth level. In the past, he was a quasi-emperor comparable to Lei Zhan.
If the cultivation world knew this situation, it would definitely be shocked.
However, the Holy Land of Chaos is also very low-key now, and usually does not take action, and outsiders will not know that the Holy Land of Chaos has become so powerful.
Of course, this is because the quasi-emperors of the Avengers are hiding at home, and there is no need to send out powerful quasi-emperors in the Holy Land of Chaos.
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In the forbidden area, in the palace.
Everyone gathered around and looked at the fair and chubby young man in front of them, all with playful smiles.
This fat young man has red lips, white teeth, and fair and tender skin all over his body, like a newborn baby, but he looks eleven or twelve years old.
Moreover, this fat young man's body exudes a faint golden light, his eyes are blue, and even his hair is blue, making him look very extraordinary.
"This guy is like a boy again!" Di Tian said with a smile.
The fair and chubby young man in front of him is Wu Hao. After Xiao Yun destroyed his cultivation, his body also deteriorated.
From a middle-aged man, he turned into a fat boy of eleven or twelve years old.
However, the quasi-emperor's wisdom and cultivation experience are still retained.
At this time, chubby Wu Hao was staring at Xiao Yun with a pair of big, wide eyes, his face full of anger.
But his current appearance, although he looked angry, looked very cute, like a cute little baby, which made everyone laugh.
"Now he looks like a grandson!" Dugu Baitian stepped forward and carefully stroked the head of chubby Wu Hao with a happy look on his face.
The chubby Wu Hao's face was full of anger, and he bared his teeth at Dugu Baitian, but it was useless. He was just a mortal now. At most, his physical fitness was much stronger than that of a mortal, but he couldn't resist in front of the quasi-emperor Dugu Baitian.
"Hey, hey, can you stop being so disgusting?
"Zhao Wuji distanced himself from Dugu Baitian. He felt that this guy was a little sick. He actually liked to touch people's heads. What kind of special hobby was this?
Xiao Yun was also looking at Wu Hao. Although Wu Hao's cultivation had been abolished, his body had become very powerful after being nourished by Quasi-Emperor energy and the divine body of life, like a natural holy body.
Coupled with Wu Hao's human king bloodline talent, although he lost his cultivation this time, his talent was much stronger than before.
If he cultivates to the quasi-emperor state again, Wu Hao will definitely be stronger than before, and the chance of enlightenment will also increase.
In this regard, Xiao Yun did not deceive Wu Hao.
"Great-grandson, you must have felt it now. Your talent has been greatly enhanced, and it can be called a natural holy body. With the addition of your human king bloodline, it is even more powerful than the first generation of human kings.
"
Xiao Yun looked at Wu Hao and continued: "I think if you practice again, you will definitely be stronger than before.
"
Wu Hao puffed up his face, gritted his teeth, pouted, and stared at Xiao Yun angrily.
He is very angry now and doesn't want to talk.
The quasi-emperor's seventh-level cultivation will take ten thousand years of hard work to cultivate, and all his plans in one day will be gone.
Who can understand Wu Hao's heartache and pain?
But his arms can't hold his thighs. He is now not as strong as others, and he has to bow his head under the eaves.
What's more, now that the matter has come to this, no matter how angry or resentful it is, it's useless.
People are like this, once they get beaten up and get used to it, everything will be fine.
Well, since you can't resist, just lie back and enjoy it.
Wu Hao now has no trace of arrogance, and no longer dares to threaten Xiao Yun and the others with Tianwaitian, because he knows that Xiao Yun is not afraid.
"Okay, you have all benefited from him. Now he needs a teacher to teach him. Which of you is willing to accept him as a disciple?"
Xiao Yun then looked towards Di Tian and others.
Di Tian waved his hands speechlessly and said: "I'll forget it. If I accept him as my disciple, then he will be your junior brother. Wouldn't you be called Wu Chaozu ancestor from now on?"
Um?
Xiao Yun felt a chill and quickly said: "Forget it then, let the juniors accept him as their disciple.
"
There was no way, he was related to Wu Hao, so he couldn't let these quasi-emperors of the Chaos Holy Land accept him as their disciple, otherwise it would be a violation of seniority, and he couldn't do this.
"Isn't there going to be a ceremony for accepting disciples soon? I think we should just let him attend the ceremony for accepting disciples, and then the elders below will accept the disciples.
"Zhao Wuji suggested.
Everyone nodded, thinking this was best.
Wu Hao always remained silent. He had become a mortal. If he dared to contradict Xiao Yun and the others again, he was worried that he would be beaten to death by these people.
Moreover, he did want to worship in the Holy Land of Chaos. After all, he had to practice cultivation again, so it would be better to hug Xiao Yun's thigh tightly.
Even if he were released now, he would not dare to leave the Holy Land of Chaos. After all, it was so dangerous outside. Would he, a mortal, go out to find death?
"That's fine!" Xiao Yun also nodded. Time passed quickly, and the disciple recruitment ceremony of the Chaos Holy Land was about to begin again.
By the way, it's time for Xiao Tianci to be brought back to the Holy Land of Chaos to practice. This is the Qilin'er of their Xiao family.
The Xiao family has not produced any geniuses for so many years, not even a transcendent one has been born. Now that a Qilin'er has finally been born, Xiao Yun, as the ancestor, naturally has to support the younger generations.
After all, Xiao Tianci is still his grandnephew.
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News of the Chaos Holy Land's Disciple Recruitment Ceremony quickly spread throughout the Jiuxiao Continent's cultivation world. Countless cultivators were alarmed, and countless geniuses swarmed in from all over the Jiuxiao Continent.
This is Xiao Yun's first apprenticeship ceremony after his return five hundred years ago. Although it has been held many times before, without Xiao Yun's presence, the attraction of the Holy Land of Chaos is very limited.
But this time is different. Xiao Yun is now invincible in the world, and there are many holy places in the Holy Land of Chaos. Even if people in Jiuxiao Continent think about it with their toes, they all know how beneficial it will be to join the Holy Land of Chaos.
Moreover, now Jiuxiao Continent has abolished the perverted rule that you cannot practice before becoming a disciple. Even with cultivation level, as long as it does not exceed the realm of spiritual sacrifice, you can join the Holy Land of Chaos.
Therefore, even some casual cultivators flocked here, wanting to join the Holy Land of Chaos.
Many big forces have also turned their attention to the Holy Land of Chaos.