In this way, the old man waited for Ye Wuyou for another week, but there was still no response from Ye Wuyou. Slowly, the old man lost his patience.
"If this kid prepares enough food, even if he stays there for a year, I'm afraid there will be no problem." The old man walked to the door of Ye Wuyou's room again, touched his beard, and began to think.
"It seems that I made a miscalculation. In this case, don't blame me. If you do, you can only blame yourself. Who told you to be dishonest!"
The old man suddenly thought of a good idea, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then walked towards the ninth floor.
"What's going on? Why did the spiritual energy in the formation suddenly spread outward?" Ye Wuyou, who was practicing, suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy that had been pouring into his body suddenly changed its direction and began to spread around. Soon
The entire room was filled with spiritual energy, and Ye Wuyou was stunned by the sudden change.
In this case, there was no other way, Ye Wuyou could only take the initiative to absorb it.
In front of Ye Wuyou, four spiritual energy vortices suddenly appeared and began to rapidly absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
The speed of this absorption was no better than the speed of the previous outflow, and soon the spiritual energy in the room began to gather towards Ye Wuyou again.
"Haha, I want to see how long you can keep pretending." When Ye Wuyou started practicing again, the old man came to the door again, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed in front of him.
He opened the door and waited to see Ye Wuyou rush out of the room in a panic.
But after waiting for a day, the old man's eyes were sore, and Ye Wuyou still didn't come out, which made the old man dumbfounded.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." The old man took a step back and said with a look of disbelief. "This kid is just a small martial arts master. How can he be practicing on the seventh level."
"This boy must have some kind of protective treasure, yes, it must be like this."
In order to verify his wrong guess, the old man looked at the door in front of him, kicked it open without any hesitation, and then rushed in with great momentum.
"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Ye Wuyou was very upset at being suddenly interrupted, so he quickly stopped and looked at the old man.
"You, you can really practice here." Seeing Ye Wuyou really sitting on the formation and practicing, the old man widened his eyes and asked in disbelief.
"Why can't I practice here?" Ye Wuyou asked.
"This, the spiritual power here is so strong that even a fifth-grade Martial King-level powerhouse can't bear it. How can you bear it?" The old man had many puzzles in his heart and continued to ask Ye Wuyou.
"Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it." Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes at the old man and said calmly. "Are there any comparison between an eagle and a sparrow?"
It is said that the fifth-grade Martial King is a sparrow, but Ye Wuyou compares himself to an eagle. How does this metaphor sound and why does it feel awkward? Isn't it possible that Ye Wuyou is not afraid that those fifth-grade Martial Kings will find out and let Ye Wuyou have a taste of what it means?
The Wrath of the Sparrow?
Seeing Ye Wuyou's proud look, the old man was also a little angry.
However, when he saw the Qianli Cat in Ye Wuyou's arms, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he found some dried blood on the ground. The old man seemed to understand.
It seems that Ye Wuyou has paid a lot of price in order to practice here.
Precisely because of this, the old man felt a little more comfortable.
If Ye Wuyou was really unscathed, the old man would think there was something wrong!
"You are amazing." No matter what methods Ye Wuyou used, Ye Wuyou was able to stay on the seventh level to practice in the end, which was enough to prove a lot of things.
"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Ye Wuyou couldn't understand the old man more and more. Seeing that the old man's expression had softened a bit, he must have stopped getting angry. He would not be surprised if he greeted so many people, so Ye Wuyou quickly saluted.
"Yeah." Suddenly, the old man was quite pleased with Ye Wuyou. He turned to look at the Qianli Cat in Ye Wuyou's arms and said with a smile, "How are you doing, sir?"
Ye Wuyou was stunned. The old man looked like he knew Qianli Mao, so he quickly looked at Qianli Mao.
I saw Qianlimao jumping out of Ye Wuyou's arms, stretching, looking at the old man, and barking.
"Haha, after all, it's been thirty years since you and I have seen each other." Although Qianlimao meowed, it was obvious that the old man understood and said with a smile.
Qianlimao rolled his eyes at the old man and barked a few more times.
"Senior knows Qianli Mao's family." Seeing that the old man seemed to be in a good mood, Ye Wuyou asked curiously.
"You've kept it for so long, don't you know its condition clearly?" Although the old man was chatting and laughing with Qianli Mao, he didn't give Ye Wuyou a good look. "Its home is in the imperial city, you go to it
You’ll know if you go home and see.”
If you knew about Qianlimao, would you still ask?
After being choked by the old man, Ye Wuyou obediently closed his mouth.
Since the other party didn't want to talk, Ye Wuyou didn't bother to ask. He turned around and asked Qianli Mao, the same thing happened.
"My home seems to be in this imperial city. When you leave here, I will take you home for a walk." At this time, Qianlimao's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Wuyou's mind. "Think about it, I haven't seen you for many years.
Gone home."
A spiritual beast can make a home in the imperial city, which shows that the identity of Qianli Cat is not simple.
"Take me and say hello to your family." The old man smiled, then turned to Ye Wuyou and said, "The people from the Sunset Legion have come to pick you up, you can leave."
"Then the junior will not disturb the senior." Are you finally letting yourself go? Ye Wuyou also had a happy face and said with a smile.
Ye Wuyou felt that this old man was a bit capricious, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
After saying that, Ye Wuyou picked up Qianli Mao and prepared to leave.
"You are very good. Next time you come to the Spirit Tower to practice, I can show you the back door so that you can practice two days longer than others." When Ye Wuyou was about to walk out of the room, the old man suddenly said.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I'll take note of it, junior." Ye Wuyou responded and hurriedly walked out of the room.
"Interesting boy." After Ye Wuyou left, the old man said with a smile. "It is really rare to have such cultivation at such a young age. He is not inferior to those geniuses in the courtyard."
"And this kid is more interesting than those geniuses. If they meet him, it will be fun."
"It's a pity that I'm trapped in this tower and can't go out for a walk, otherwise I would have seen a good show."
The old man showed a look of regret, then left the room, returned to the ninth floor, and began to concentrate on practicing.