To be honest, Wu Yi's methods are not very bright, but anyone with a sound mind will more or less be able to detect that something is wrong. He will leave early and leave late. They stay because they are greedy.
To get, you must pay. Pies will not fall from the sky. If you don't find the pie, you will be the pie.
This idea actually comes from Yanlong’s previous arrangement.
Of course, Wu Yi's original intention was not to punish the greedy and plundering casual cultivators, but to drive away those who were snooping around.
In addition, Wu Yi went to Tiande Temple, perhaps because the results of the inner sect election were announced recently. Although everyone knew roughly who they would be, those disciples who were neither good nor bad were just worried, but they still came here.
See the excitement.
As the flying boat passed by, I saw dense crowds of people along the way. The monks were riding cloud chariots, riding flying swords, or riding birds. It was quite a spectacle.
However, after these disciples or elders saw Wu Yi's flying boat of several hundred feet in length from a distance, they knew that a cultivator had appeared and had no choice but to stay away.
A disciple who was flying with a sword saw that Wu Yi's flying boat was strange and majestic, and he couldn't help but have a burning look in his eyes. He asked the person next to him: "Which real person's Dharma is this? It's so domineering. I've never seen it before.
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"There are hundreds of real people with names in the door, how can you not recognize them all? Maybe it is a real person who opened a house outside and returned. Look at the flying boat, it is weird, obviously not of high rank, and has no foundation.
." The disciple who was walking with him curled his lips and said in a rather loud tone, but there was definitely a trace of sourness in his words.
Everyone around him laughed together, mocking the disciple who spoke so loudly before.
"Hey, look!" Among the crowd, a disciple suddenly pointed and said in a surprised tone.
"What's wrong?"
"The place where the real person is headed seems to be the direction of the Celestial City!"
The disciples who were doing good things and had nothing to do, followed Wu Yi's flying boat one by one. That is to say, Wu Yi was about to arrive at Tiande Temple, so he slowed down, otherwise how could he be caught up by this group of low-level disciples.
Arriving outside the Tiancheng, Wu Yi came outside the flying boat. Two auras appeared outside his body, one pure white and one pure black. They were the two qi of yin and yang, which turned into the shape of a dragon, swirling around, and then evolved into a square platform, which was the color of chaos.
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In the platform, there are images of thunder and fire evolving in it. The two qi, clear and turbid, separate and merge, and then merge and separate. There is a tendency to open up a world. Of course, this is just a tendency. If a world is really created, other worlds will be created.
Not to mention, things of suppression are indispensable.
The energy of chaos is inherently violent and has the ability to assimilate everything. Anyone who sees it will be frightened.
Now Wu Yi has refined more and more chaotic energy. If he has enough materials, he can refine several strands of chaotic energy in one day.
There are also more means. This Chaos Dao Platform alone contains hundreds of thousands of Chaos Qi, which is enough to annihilate half of the Celestial City. All magic formations and Dao appear insignificant in front of the Chaos Qi.
Among the Nascent Soul, there are probably not many people who can block this Taoist platform evolved from the energy of chaos, so magic weapons are needed.
Naturally, Wu Yi did not use the Chaos Taoist Platform as a means of attack, but stood on it. After waiting for a while, there were people in Tiancheng who recognized Wu Yi and went to report to the Tiande Temple Master and the Tiancheng City Lord and other Tiancheng people.
High-class people.
Wouldn't it be rude if the guest doesn't come when the guest comes?
Not long after, figures appeared one after another, and the leader was not An Yirong, but a middle-aged Taoist wearing a long gown and a scribe's scarf, who had the elegant demeanor of a human genius.
This is Yin Shijie, the Lord of Tiancheng City. He is a disciple of the Qingyang Dongtian Sect. He is a third-generation disciple. He has a third-level golden elixir cultivation level. However, he should have high-quality treasures on his body. Wu Yi sensed a hint of threat in him.
An Yirong was on her left, and on her right was a group of Taoist priests. Among them, one or two people were on par with Wu Yi in cultivation. They were also at the Nascent Soul realm. These were figures from the Presbyterian Academy.
Although he is a Nascent Soul, his way forward has been cut off, so he is just here to show off his reputation, and what he plans is for the future.
"Welcome to the great master Wu Yiyi." Yin Shijie was the first to speak, and everyone bowed to Wu Yi and said the same thing.
Wu Yi smiled and returned the greeting, and then everyone introduced each other. Even if Wu Yi recognized some people, he had only seen them in pictures and words.
After exchanging pleasantries, Yin Shijie invited Wu Yi in. Wu Yi nodded in agreement, followed by Tao Nu, Baofang Tongzi and Shan Hui, while Mo Yinhua stayed on the flying boat and watched Wu Yi off.
Since Mo Yinhua has appeared, the goal has been achieved. Whether it goes away or not, it is the same.
Yin Shijie's understanding of Wu Yi was limited to the fact that he was a disciple of Zhi Tianxuan. After making a strong appearance in the sea, there was no news. He suddenly came back strong and inherited the Yanxuan Tianchi. His net worth was no less than that of Ordinary Dongtian Shangzhen.
In the past, I had learned about it from others, but when I met today, I realized that what I said was true. Master Yuanying is my servant, and the Taoist spirit is my boy. I can be generous with my skills! I am not afraid of being envied by others and having bad intentions.
Seeing Mo Yin's face turning dark, Yin Shijie thought that he knew most of the real people through his hard work in the outer and inner gates. Even other sects and some secluded monks had heard about it, but he didn't know what he was seeing before him.
This Taoist was not very impressed, and he couldn't help but feel curious.
Originally, Yin Shijie was not qualified to ask more questions about Wu Yi, but Mo Yinhua did not follow him, so Yin Shijie found an excuse and said to Wu Yi: "This fellow Taoist, why don't you watch the ceremony together?"
Mo Yinhua remained silent, and Wu Yi explained: "This is a guest in my house. He is used to walking alone, and it is not easy to liven up the place."
Yin Shijie smiled without any attachment and said: "It is true that the real person's hands and eyes can reach the sky."
Master Yuanying, no matter where he goes, is a high-class person. He is willing to be a retainer next to Wu Yi. Everyone knows what his identity is.
Wu Yi smiled lightly and didn't say much. The unspoken meaning is better than the preface, let them think for themselves! The more explanations, it is not a good thing.
Halfway along with Yin Shijie, Wu Yi seemed to suddenly remember something. He looked around and asked, "Are the other fellow Taoists not here yet?"
Yin Shijie had a look of doubt on his face, and An Yirong hurriedly stepped out of the queue and said: "The other real people will come later, so you don't have to be suspicious."
Wu Yi said "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions. Could it be that Yin Shijie didn't know about the news that the other real people would arrive? It was too obvious that An Yirong was on the side!
However, these things have nothing to do with Wu Yi. Just be aware of it and don't be regarded as a gunman by these people. That is the truth.
In this way, Wu Yi was surrounded by people all the way to Tiande Temple.