Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth: the teacher of goodness
"Everyone, please work harder." The leader of the team is a beautiful woman, wearing a goose-yellow skirt, with a surging Qi sea. She has the second level of foundation building cultivation. She is a Taoist temple under the First Qi Sect, and she can be regarded as an upper-class figure.
"Okay, Master Ge." Seeing that the work was almost done, the disciples were not too worried and even thought of joking. This woman is Ge Yiyi, whom Wu Yi knew in the past.
The spells were all used together, and after countless blows, the "tree demon" finally fell down, with sawdust flying and dancing in the wind. When the disciples saw this, they all cheered and rushed forward to clean up the tree demon. I don't know what happened to this thing.
No matter how many wooden swords can be refined, they are rare treasures for these low-level monks.
But at this moment, the soil trembled, the trees undulated, and a powerful aura spread out. It was full of evil spirit, as if something terrible was about to appear.
The joy that the disciples had just felt was gone, their expressions changed drastically, they were extremely frightened, and hurriedly hid behind the master Yi Qian.
Ge Yiyi originally thought that her opponent was a foundation-building monster, and perhaps it was because of her strong cultivation that it made such a big noise. But when she saw the tentacles of the monster underneath, she realized that something was wrong.
This was probably a golden elixir monster. She immediately ordered her disciples to retreat and find their own way out. But she herself and the other two foundation-building monks stayed where they were, thinking of using Taoist magic weapons to block the monster for a while.
The disciples fight for time to escape.
The scene below reminded Wu Yi of the scenes in Dahuai Town in the past, when the Ghost King appeared in the past, and several foundation-building masters at that time only tried to escape by themselves, abandoning their disciples, and most of them perished.
Having seen too much darkness, Wu Yi looked at the world. Even though he had good intentions, it was still gray. It was a pity that he did not meet such a kind teacher when he first entered Taoism.
When Wu Yi recalled it, the insect hiding in the ground had already jumped out, opening its ferocious mouthparts. It was originally a tiny insect. Because it swallowed the mysteries of the sun and the moon, absorbed the essence of plants and trees, refined golden elixirs, and grew to the size of a calf.
In terms of size, this place is the remnant of the Cangwu Mountains. It is rare for such a powerful thing to appear.
The insect opened its mouth and spit out dark green corrosive venom. The venom was as fast as thunder, and suddenly it came to the eyes. A male cultivator who couldn't avoid it was infected by the venom. His precious clothes could not last for a few moments before being corroded and turned into a waste product.
, the venom stained the body, as if it was fried on fire, and he couldn't help but scream in pain, and he had lost the ability to fight anymore.
And this voice also brought Wu Yi back from his memories. It was really embarrassing to let this evil beast show off his cruelty in front of him.
He wanted to eliminate harm for the people, but he didn't have to do it himself. Wu Yi summoned the insect king from the bead that he had conquered from the Taoist Hundred Insects in the past, and let him solve it.
Let's say that the insect paralyzed one person, but he didn't give up. He raised his hind legs and jumped in front of Ge Yiyi. It was like thunder and lightning, and it kept jumping for several miles.
Ge Yiyi had no time to react before she was bullied by the insect. However, she was able to remain calm in the face of danger. However, she raised the sharp sword in her hand and stabbed the insect hard at its almost invisible eyes.
This time, the insect was really hit. The insect howled in pain and subconsciously raised its front legs, trying to sweep Ge Yiyi away. However, at this moment, another insect suddenly howled and joined the battlefield.
Ge Yiyi only thought they were enemies, and her heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave. She unexpectedly encountered two golden elixir insects. This time, she was absolutely unable to escape.
However, the next moment, everything was completely beyond her expectation. The two insects were fighting with each other. Obviously, the new insect was much more powerful. With just one blow, it broke the opponent's front legs, and then
He opened his mouth and bit off his opponent's head, ending the battle cleanly.
As soon as he came out of the wolf's den, he met a tiger again. This was what Ge Yiyi was thinking. The insect that jumped out before was not enough to fight, but now this one is dead and lifeless.
After the Insect King won the victory, he roared quite proudly, and the sound shook the sky.
Wu Yi shouted: "Come back soon."
The Insect King, who had acted extremely powerful before, suddenly became weak and came to Wu Yi's side obediently, surrendering respectfully.
Only then did Ge Yiyi realize that it was not a coincidence, but that a powerful person passed by and saved several of her lives.
"Thank you so much for saving my life." Ge Yiyi bowed respectfully.
Above the sky, Wu Yi was surrounded by clouds and fog, surrounded by two black and white dragons transformed into yin and yang, and shadowy ghost soldiers guarding him. They were so majestic that they looked like gods and men coming to earth.
Wu Yi casually pulled out the venom from the male cultivator and said: "Don't thank me, thank yourself. I hope you will stick to your heart and bring a stream of cleanliness to this dirty cultivation world."
"Disciple, please remember the teachings of the real person." Ge Yiyi said, she was still Wu Yi's senior sister in the past, but cultivation is the most important thing. With Wu Yi's current cultivation level, she would not be wrong in calling herself a disciple, and neither would Wu Yi.
As for being unable to bear it.
After thinking about it, after all, he was an old friend of his, so he would help him when he met him. Wu Yi dropped two yin and yang qi from practicing the Qi Dao Sutra to erase his mark, and said: "This is the yin and yang two qi.
It can refine miscellaneous energy. If you use it well, it will not be difficult to make a pill. I hope you can use it well."
Ge Yiyi was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly. The eyes of fellow Taoists beside her were full of envy, wondering why the seniors didn't reward her.
"Dare I ask the real person's ID number?"
Wu Yi looked very indifferent and said: "If we are destined to meet each other in the future, we will see each other again. If we are not destined to meet each other, we don't need to know much."
It was a small task with bare hands. After Wu Yi finished it, he drifted away, looking as bright as a fairy.
"This real person must have condensed the golden elixir! So powerful." The Taoist priest next to Ge Yiyi looked at Wu Yi's demeanor and said with envy.
"Maybe!" Although Ge Yiyi said this, he had a bolder idea in his heart, that is, the previous "senior" said the golden elixir in a rather bland tone, and it was more likely that it was the golden elixir.
The existence above Dan.
Ge Yiyi understood that there were many powerful masters in Yiqi Sect, but the highest level of cultivation she had ever seen in her life was the Golden Core realm. She was not qualified to meet any higher level in a remote place.
One day, I will reach that state. Holding the yin and yang in the palm of my hand, Ge Yiyi is full of confidence in this.
Decades have passed, things have changed, people have changed, the mountains and rivers are vast. Along the way, Wu Yi stopped and walked, indulged in the mountains and rivers, and wandered in the market. Since his cultivation, he has been separated from the world and devoted himself to cultivation.
After hearing the fireworks in the human world, now I really feel like I am in another world.
After a month of this, the sharp edge on Wu Yi's body gradually subsided and became much rounder. However, this was just a sword hidden in the scabbard. When he pulled it out again, it would be even sharper than before.
It's easy to break the toughness, and occasionally relax, Wu Yi hides between himself and the bustling city, like a wandering Taoist priest. He is rarely in such a happy mood. He is surrounded by people he doesn't know. He smiles when he is happy and looks angry when he is unhappy.