The two female disciples of Piaomiao Peak looked at Xiao Yu as if they were waiting for his arrangements, but Xiao Yu did not assign any tasks to them.
"Xiao Feng, how are you getting along with your seniors recently?"
Xiao Yu touched Wang Yanfeng's head and said with a doting look on his face.
"Master, my seniors are very kind to me and even gave me things."
Wang Yanfeng took out a bamboo flute from his pocket and said proudly.
Xiao Yu could tell at a glance that the bamboo flute belonged to Qinglong, and it could also be regarded as a magical weapon. The other party was not afraid of bringing trouble to him if he gave the bamboo flute to a disciple who had no cultivation level.
Ever since Xiao Yu brought the little werewolf to him, he called him master, and he didn't know who taught him.
He does have plans to take on a disciple, but when it comes to taking on a werewolf, he still feels a little repelled.
But after hearing more, he is no longer so repulsive. He is just a child. Maybe he doesn’t know what the word “master” means yet. “You have a talent for language. You should study hard and don’t be playful and neglectful. Otherwise, I will definitely
I’ll send you back, you know?”
Xiao Yu has very strict requirements for this werewolf because he has higher expectations for him.
This is like today's parents who know that their children are tired from attending cram schools on weekends, but they never reduce the number of classes because they don't want their children to be worse than others and have a better future than themselves.
"Master Xiao, the other teams have started to leave. When will we leave?"
Seeing that Xiao Yu was only looking at Wang Yanfeng, the two Piaomiao Peak disciples couldn't help but ask.
Of course, Guan Tianyue has been sitting across from him, but he is not worried because he knows that Xiao Yu will definitely handle it well.
"We are postponed for two days, I still have some things to remember.
You go back and have a good rest first, I will call you when I leave."
Xiao Yu seemed to have thought about it a long time ago and said without any hesitation.
But when the two women heard this, they seemed a little unhappy. They had lived here for nearly twenty days and wanted to leave a long time ago.
I just planned to follow Xiao Yu so I could leave early and there was no delay on the way, but now it seems that the other party has no intention of leaving.
Although they looked unhappy, the two women didn't say much. After all, Xiao Yu was the captain, and when they came, the master of the sect also said that they must follow Xiao Yu's arrangements and not act alone.
Everyone is aware of Xiao Yu's strength, so naturally no one dares to challenge his authority.
So the two women just nodded and then left.
After the two left, Xiao Yu looked at the map on the table again and began to have other plans in his mind.
"Are you going to sneak attack their local stronghold?"
Seeing the two female disciples leaving, Guan Tianyue asked in a low voice.
Because a few days ago, Xiao Yu asked him to help check the Xuanmen stronghold here, so when Xiao Yu said he wanted to stay, he had a guess.
"Smart, brother Guan, please take care of Xiaofeng these two days, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of him.
As for other things, you don't have to worry about it. It's convenient for me to be alone. You keep an eye on them here. Although it's safe, you can't take it lightly."
Guan Tianyue is a very good helper, but Xiao Yu doesn't want to bring him with him. If there are too many people, he will be exposed.
"Well, be careful. Although this place is not one of those important Xuanmen strongholds, there are still many masters, and the Nuwa Stone is important."
After getting along many times, Guan Tianyue knew that Xiao Yu never struck unprepared, so he only gave a slight reminder, fearing that the other party would forget important matters and be caught again.
The massacre of the Guiyinmen was a serious crime. Xiao Yu had always been guilty of meritorious deeds. If he made a mistake this time, other Xuanmen would definitely be able to take advantage of it. At that time, he would not be able to defend himself.
Moreover, it seems that the Shushan disciple is not someone to be trifled with. He went to the Arctic ice field earlier, most likely just to seize the battle, but he did not want to be seriously injured.
As night fell, Xiao Yu sat alone in the room. In front of him was a magic ball that emitted a faint light, which was the same one he used before.
It's just that the current magic ball has long lost its former luster, and the white particles in it are also much less.
"Magic balls are really good things. If you get a few more, they will be of great use in the future."
Xiao Yu muttered to himself, then waved his hand, the magic ball disappeared, and the lights in the room automatically turned off.
The door was not opened and the window was not opened. Xiao Yu was like a ghost. When he appeared again, he had already gone to the street.
It's just that Xiao Yu has changed a bit now. He is wearing a white robe and holding a scripture in his hand, like a white-robed priest.
In a big city, some churches are indispensable, and it is the same here.
From the information provided by Guan Tianyue, Xiao Yu discovered four places.
One is the temple of the Creation God, one is the wizard's temple of vampires, and the other two are ice and snow temples.
Because he was staying here before, he didn't do anything. Now that he was leaving soon, he naturally had to eat them all in one pot.
The most important thing is that Xiao Yu wants to find the soul magic ball. After using it once, it is like an addiction and makes him lose control.
After absorbing hundreds of soul threads, all the souls were restored, which made him fall in love with that feeling.
The most important thing is that Xiao Yu feels that after taking that kind of thing, his soul has been greatly improved and is much stronger than before.
I don't know what the use of this improvement is, but it certainly doesn't do any harm.
In the dark night, a very large church stood in the middle of the busy city, but it was already evening and there were not many people inside.
Temples abroad are very strange. They are basically open all night, which also provides a place for some homeless people to rest.
On the third floor of the temple, some priests were reciting scriptures. In front of them was a towering pillar with a fist-sized magic ball on it.
Behind the pillar, there was a two-meter-high stove, inside which stood a priest in white, with his hands raised above his head, and a white flame burning in his hands.
A dozen priests in white robes, led by the priest in red robes, knelt there very devoutly, completely unaware that behind them, a man with yellow hair was standing.
"Sure enough, there is a magic ball, but there is no white robe!"
The yellow-haired man chuckled, then waved his hand, and the lights in the room instantly went out, as if there was a power outage.
But just a few minutes later, the room became bright again, the magic ball was still there, and everything returned to calm.
Low-level magic balls may be sacred things to mortals, but to Taoist disciples, they are just cabbage.
At this time, Xiao Yu had more than a dozen empty magic balls on his body. He had just changed the package from a civet cat to a prince.
That night, Xiao Yu visited several large Xuanmen churches in the German capital city, took away all the magic balls, and placed some empty magic balls, but the priests didn't know anything about it.
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After getting the magic ball, Xiao Yu seemed to be addicted to playing. He took Qinglong and others with him and began to wander around the cities around Germany. Everywhere he went, he would visit the local temple.
Of course, it is absolutely true to say that you will encounter ghosts on a long night walk. There are always some powerful people in some temples, so a fierce battle is inevitable.