Wang Zhi let out a long sigh, his eyes looking a little sad and melancholy.
A figure flashed in his mind.
The man was sitting on the sedan chair, surrounded by four strong men carrying the sedan chair, all of whom were in the Tribulation Stage, following the strong man.
Under the cover of the white curtain, a beautiful shadow looms, attracting all living beings.
She was just sitting in a high position, looking down at everyone, and the disciples could feel the strong pressure coming from her body.
At that time, he didn't even have the qualifications to get close, so he could only look up from a distance.
What he looked up to was the supreme position.
"I once met the ancestor of a first-grade sect. At that time, I could only watch from a distance. Such a strong man could turn all living beings upside down with just one move."
"But……"
Wang Zhi frowned, with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her. She was like a supreme king. No one dared to approach her. Like an emperor, no one could approach her except the sect leader and elders."
"I heard that this strong man cultivates extremely fast. He takes three years to develop a golden elixir, three hundred years to become a Nascent Soul, one thousand years to become a god, and two thousand years to become a body..."
Mo Yu's heart moved.
She saw clearly the sadness in Wang Zhi's eyes.
How could anyone feel sad for an ancestor who has gone through dozens of tribulations?
"However, if you are alone like this and have only cultivation in your life, what will happen even if you really reach the stage of transcending tribulation? What will you do if you really reach the highest status in cultivation? Without relatives or friends, you are just like this, alone.
Sit there."
"The ancestors often get the most advantageous cultivation resources in the sect. In other words, the elders of the sect imprison the ancestors in disguise for training. They don't need any fighting experience. They just ignore the way to improve their cultivation and become the sect.
The treasure of the store."
"These ancestors are like...a cultivation puppet. I don't want me to be such a person, nor do I want my disciples to be such a person."
Wang Zhi smiled at her and shook the elixir in his hand.
"These elixirs are for my master to save your life."
It has to be said that these words Wang Zhi said were what she had thought about all her life in her previous life.
Mo Yu clicked on Wang Zhi's life panel and took a look.
She doesn't want Wang Zhi to die, nor does she want the sect to become extinct.
"Master, it is precisely because you have figured this out that you risked your life for your disciples? They said you were expelled from the master's school because of your disciples."
Wang Zhi smiled and nodded with a hearty voice.
"Yes, once you figure out the true meaning of cultivation, you will find that a first-grade sect is nothing more than that."
Mo Yu chuckled and said, "Yes, a first-grade sect is nothing more than that."
Her eyes were as bright as stars.
It was as if these words injected light into her dead soul.
Wang Zhi raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"If I tell others what I said, they will definitely think that I am a lunatic. I can't eat the grapes and say they are sour. It seems that you understand me, little guy."
Mo Yu also laughed, "It's not a madman, it's the truth."
Mo Yu recognized the owner of the Qiankun weapon.
As soon as his thoughts changed, he entered the Qiankun Artifact.
This is a pseudo-celestial universe weapon, with abundant spiritual energy inside. There is a land with green grass, and you can vaguely feel the breeze.
There are some things inside just lying on the ground.
Pills, martial arts, secrets of exercises...
They are basically earth level and mysterious level, which are already very precious in the world of cultivation.
After leaving the space, Wang Zhi was sitting at the table leisurely drinking tea.
Seeing her come out, he said: "Little apprentice, let me tell you a good way. If you encounter a strong enemy that cannot be defeated in the future, you can directly enter the Qiankun Artifact to escape."
"This Qiankun Artifact was modified by our ancestor. His spiritual power is attached to the outside, and a layer of concealment talisman is added to it. As long as you enter, strong men below the tribulation stage will not be able to detect you."
This is definitely the most perfect escape item!
Mo Yu gave a thumbs up.
"Master, this is too much for my liking!"
Wang Zhi leaned on the back of his chair leisurely.
"You are older, you little guys, you all have your own ideas."
"Some people want to be ruthless, some want to cultivate demons, some want to live and die for men, some are obviously very smart and talented, but they are too lazy to practice."
"There's nothing you can do about it, they are all my disciples, just live a good life for me."
"To be my disciple, you only need to do one thing, just live."
Wang Zhi gave Mo Yu a lot of things, almost all of which were escape supplies.
Some healing elixirs, elixirs to speed up the replenishment of spiritual power, and two spiritual weapons for escape.
But in the corner, he piled up a lot of scrolls, and specially placed the Xuanjie technique on the top, and it was a technique that could be practiced while lying down.
This meaning is self-evident.
Mo Yu couldn't help but smile.
She flipped through it casually.
These exercises are intensive and full of loopholes.
Although it is similar to her "Red Moon", the effect is far different.
If you practice this technique, you will have to sleep for ten or eight years before you can improve a little bit.
Although she wanted to fall asleep and practice, she wouldn't sleep for a long time without waking up.
Yu Junhao used a flying spiritual weapon to take Mo Yu to Fuping City.
This is a prosperous city and commercial center in Linhai Kingdom.
In this bustling capital, you can see many merchants coming and going.
You can actually see many people selling weapons, charms, natural materials and earthly treasures on the streets and alleys.
As soon as they came down the mountain, Yu Junhao took Mo Yu and changed his clothes.
He is dressed in a long brocade robe trimmed with gold. He is handsome and noble.
He specially selected a pomegranate skirt for Mo Yu, with a water-colored waist-cinching skirt and a green gauze outer covering. A silver hairpin held her black and shiny hair into an exquisite bun.
This fresh color made Mo Yu as beautiful as any in the world, with her beautiful nose and white teeth, and her skin as white and smooth as mutton-fat jade, smoother than the finest silk, so beautiful.
Looking at this outfit, Yu Junhao nodded with satisfaction.
"Normally, junior sister is a bit sloppy, but after dressing up like this, she looks even more feminine."
Especially Mo Yu's every frown and smile are just right now, and his whole body is full of nobility, as if he was born from the royal family.
Mo Yu looked at him, his eyes still as clear as water, untainted by any mundane world.
"Senior brother is dressed exactly like the men in front."
She raised her hand and pointed forward.
There is a gorgeous building in front, with exquisitely carved eaves and corridors, and large lanterns hanging on it for decoration.
At the door, several women were greeting customers with their arms akimbo, and some slim-waisted and delicate men came and went.
And it was these men that Mo Yu was talking about.
Yu Junhao's face darkened, "How can your senior brother and I look like these rouge fans?"
Mo Yu looked over there curiously, and there were two feminine men looking for customers with charming smiles.
"Sir, come in and play?"
"We are having a flower banquet today. If you answer the questions correctly, you may become the guest of the oiran."
Mo Yu became interested, "Answer the question? Senior brother, let's go over and take a look."