The old man’s wine…a fake bar that’s 30,000 years old?
In front of the small building, Wu Wang moved a wooden chair and placed it in the same place. After sitting down, he covered his forehead and breathed in the cold air.
This is already the third day after getting drunk with my father-in-law, but the splitting headache after a hangover still hasn't subsided.
Look at the people around you...
As soon as the old man left that day, the few people he could trust, including the Great Elder and Elder Miao, all announced their retreat.
I don’t know whether the old-timers secretly gave them benefits, or whether they couldn’t accept this reality and went to digest it separately.
Isn’t it just about having a drink with the Shennong family? Are they all so excited?
"Ah - hiss -"
Wu Wan held his forehead and groaned softly, thinking of the time when he was five or six years old, when he fell into the wine vat at General Xiong San's house. This time, he had a worse headache than that time.
In front, several temporary guards standing with their backs to the sect leader wanted to laugh but did not dare to say anything.
'If you make the sect leader unhappy, you will have your spirit stones deducted!'
Yang's warning was still in their ears.
There was still commotion everywhere in the sect's headquarters.
A group of drunkards jumped up and down, shoulder to shoulder, dancing an ancient prayer dance in the human realm.
Those new disciples are finding it difficult to meditate and practice at this moment. They are walking around in twos and threes, talking, laughing, chasing and fighting, which is so joyful.
And not far from the sect leader's residence under construction, in a pool surrounded by multiple magic barriers, dozens of beautiful old witches from the Black Desire Sect were playing in the water.
It's a pity, it's deplorable.
I am a serious sect leader. Even if I can go to see it, I will not look at it more than half an eye.
Not to mention...he couldn't see through it at all.
Wu Wan dispersed his spiritual consciousness outside the sect and saw this barren land where small and medium-sized demon sects gathered. There were jubilant crowds everywhere, celebrating the victory of the northern border in various ways.
As expected, the atmosphere in the entire Human Realm at this time was also like this.
The old man allowed himself to avoid this storm and reported to Renhuang Pavilion in a few months;
The so-called turmoil should probably refer to such celebrations in the human domain.
In this battle, regardless of whether it was a plot by the Heavenly Palace or not, it was indeed the human realm that won.
Wu Huan vaguely remembered that he said while drinking that if His Majesty the Human Emperor suppressed such an atmosphere, he could do some activities to pay homage to the ancestors. I wonder if His Majesty the Human Emperor would adopt it.
"Su Qing...
I almost forgot, she went to retreat."
Wu Huan just wanted to make a pot of tea by himself, but found that the tea leaves and tea sets were all in Lin Suqing's personal storage treasure.
Forget it, bear with it, it's not like monks who ascend to the fairyland will die of thirst without tea.
After rubbing his forehead vigorously for a while, Wu Wan sat in a chair and fell into a trance.
Don't think about anything, just stay like this, completely relax your mind, and the world in your eyes seems to become much brighter.
From now on, if you drink with seniors, you must use Kitano’s wine.
Thirty thousand year old ‘Dao wine’ has greater staying power than fake wine!
"Sect Master! But you're sober?"
With a call, Mao Aowu jumped down from the air, his silver hair floating gently behind his back, and his hearty laughter attracted the attention of many young disciples in the sect.
Wu Wan yawned and said, "Half awake...what's wrong? What's the happy event?"
Mao Aowu asked: "There is a grand banquet going to be held at Renhuang Pavilion, will you go?"
"I won't go," Wu Wang replied weakly, "I will go to Renhuang Pavilion in a few months. Now I just go to drink and chat, and watch a group of people bragging and joking."
Mao Aowu's expression suddenly became awkward and he said: "Then I will send you a letter to reject this matter and say that you are practicing seclusion and trying to reach the immortal realm."
"call--"
Wu Wan breathed a long sigh of relief, took out a jade talisman to record events, and experienced the star Tao insights left by a certain Taoist.
"Didn't Brother Mao say he was going to retreat? Why did he come out in just a few days?"
"Actually, I don't have any insights. I just want to have some peace and quiet. What happened before has really had a huge impact on my subordinates."
Mao Aowu looked around and said:
"Sect Master, have you forgotten that you were drinking with that adult this time? What happened afterward?"
"I remember, singing, bragging, cursing God, what else can I do?"
Wu Wan tried his best to think back and realized that he did not drink the fragment, but some of the pictures were a bit blurry.
He asked: "Is it possible for me to take action against that adult again?"
"Do it?"
Mao Aowu was startled for a moment, his voice trembled slightly, and he asked: "What do you mean specifically? Do you want to fight with that adult?"
No...why do you use the word "you"?
Wu Wan shook his head and replied seriously: "I remember there was indeed no fight."
"Then you definitely can't fight!"
Mao Aowu hurriedly said: "How can we fight? If you fight with that adult, your subordinates will be in a dilemma of loyalty and righteousness, and they won't know which side to side with!"
Wu Wan raised his eyebrows, clasped the jade talisman in his palm, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Then if there is a fight, who will Elder Mao be willing to help?"
Mao Aowu opened his mouth, then froze on the spot, wishing he could slap himself in the mouth.
"Zong, sect leader, there are still some things going on at my branch..."
"Oh, it's not the first time that some people have betrayed my sect leader."
Wu Wan sighed quietly.
Mao Aowu was sweating profusely, and hurriedly escaped, riding a cloud and rushing out of the sect-killing formation, stepping on his sword and rushing through the air, his back always looked a bit embarrassed.
Wu Wan laughed for a while, and his headache was relieved a lot.
Forget it, he is not a devil after all. He will easily lose friends if he keeps asking these questions.
In this case, not only Mao Aowu, but also others should have used the excuse to retreat and try to digest this matter.
One thing to say is that it is true that the old timers no longer move around much in the human realm. They give people the impression that they are aloof. They are also the spiritual pillars and patrons of the human realm. They will indeed be impacted after close contact.
But there is no need for the old-timer to deliberately maintain his dignity. No matter how approachable he is, or how he puts on airs, it cannot change the fact that he is the strongest person in the human realm.
The old man's words "Friends and relatives have passed away", when I think about it carefully now, I don't know how many sad things have been done.
The era belonging to the Shennong clan has passed. The old man is working hard to protect the human realm, hoping that those who are chasing him will be able to walk side by side with him soon.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! 'Is immortality really a good thing?'
There are obviously different answers to this question, but living forever alone should not be considered a good thing.
Wu laughed, stretched his muscles, crossed his legs, and leaned on the back of the wooden chair. Accompanied by the laughter in the valley and the slowly slanting sunlight, he experienced the mystery of the Taoist realm and felt the beauty of all things.
wonderful.
It wasn't until dusk when the sun set that Wu Huan put away the jade talisman and carefully chewed on the many insights he had just gained. He realized the beauty of it and was a little happy. He didn't know how to talk about such wonderful things to others.
"metropolitan!"
Familiar voice, familiar accent, Wu Wan looked up, only to see Mao Aowu leaving and returning, with a flying shuttle common in the Human Domain Army floating above his head.
Mao Aowu landed directly in front of the small building and said hurriedly: "The Renhuang Pavilion has sent someone to pick you up. My subordinates have already refused for you before, but it seems that Pavilion Master Liu personally asked you to come."
"Um?"
Wu Wan was in a good mood at this time. He would inevitably have to work with Pavilion Master Liu in the future. If Master Liu sent someone to pick him up, he would definitely give Master Liu this face.
I took a look at my own attire. Although it wasn't that outstanding, there was nothing rude about it.
"Then let's go."
Wu Wan stood up and was about to move forward. The necklace on his chest felt slightly hot, and slight ripples appeared on the altar.
Warning?
"Who came to pick me up? How are their cultivation levels?"
"Two heavenly immortals and six true immortals."
Mao Aowu said: "There are many immortals in Renhuang Pavilion. I only know one of them, the immortal named Shi Lianying, but the others are not very familiar with it."
Is there something wrong with these eight people?
Wu Wan thought for a while, and the first thought that came to mind was to ask the Great Elder to protect him secretly, and board the shuttle to weigh the weight of these guys.
But this kind of thinking... is actually a bit risky, but it is still a risk that is not necessary to take.
If they were spies from the Ten Fierce Palaces and wanted to take advantage of the "all-round paralysis" in the human realm to attack him, the leader of the Demon Sect of the First Dream and Third Level, he would only need to collect a little evidence to start interrogating them.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and Wu Wan had already made up his mind.
Wu Wan frowned slightly and sighed: "Why are there only two immortals? Whenever this sect master goes out, doesn't he always bring ten or eight immortals with him?"
Mao Aowu's forehead was covered with question marks, and he wondered: "Sect Master, our sects combined have not..."
"Ahem," Wu Wang cleared his throat, "You go ask the elder to come out of seclusion, and I'll borrow some generals from the Lin family. How many people can the shuttle accommodate?"
"A dozen should be enough."
"Oh? Then it will be enough for me to bring a dozen immortals."
Wu Wang muttered and walked towards the place where the masters of the Lin family practice and live, holding hands behind their backs.
From the window on the second floor, a little head was secretly observing, with big eyes full of eagerness to try, but also a little worried.
"You seem to have forgotten what we are here for? We are his bodyguards."
Dongfang Mumu's face was tangled for a while. He raised his hand and lightly tapped Lin Su, who was practicing in the corner, to form a barrier so that she could practice peacefully there. Then he jumped out of the window holding his dagger.
"Here's a question! Take me one!"
Wu Wang said hello without looking back: "You go and wait outside the mountain protection formation first. I'll call someone and they'll be there soon."
Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Wan's spiritual consciousness searched carefully and found Miao Cuijiao who was trying on new makeup in front of the dressing table. He gave her a few words of advice and asked her to help take care of Lin Suqing, who was weak in cultivation.
Except for Su Qing, Ji Mo and Lin Qi, the others did not retreat for enlightenment. They all hid and digested the shock they received in the past few days.
So, after a while.
The silver-gray shuttle was crowded with angels.
…
"Please squeeze in, there's still room for one more person to sit here."
"Sorry, sorry, I have too many masters."
"Senior, could you please change this large futon into a smaller one? Or we can sit together."
Harmonious and cheerful, the great elder of the Transcendent Realm in red robes, the silver-haired young man Mao Aowu carrying a big sword, and the little Dongfang Mumu, plus two elders of the Destruction Sect of the Immortal Realm, six people wearing war suits
A general of the Lin family.
There were only eleven masters in total accompanying him.
Wu Wan was the last one to get into the shuttle.
When he entered, the eight Renhuang Pavilion Celestial Immortals and True Immortals all looked over, only to find that Wu Huan was quite dazzling at this time. Only one of Wu Huan's heads was exposed due to the set of golden battle armor.
If you sense it carefully, this treasure armor seems to contain inexhaustible power, and is vaguely connected with the heaven and earth. At first glance, it is an extraordinary treasure.
"Then," Wu Wan looked around, took out a futon and placed it in the middle, the only place where the shuttle could rest, "I'll sit here."
The eight Renhuang Pavilion Immortals each looked at each other, their expressions were as usual, but there was cold sweat on their foreheads.
Wu Wan was a little confused in his heart. He didn't feel any breath of fierce god's blood on these eight people.
But the warning given by my mother was not fake. It was obviously to remind myself that these people had problems, and such problems were within the scope of my ability to deal with them.
Otherwise, the mother will remind her aloud not to be deceived and put herself in danger.
He urged: "Let's set sail, what if we're late for the party?"
"Gu."
The female fairy named Shi Lianying's voice trembled slightly, and she whispered: "Master Wuwu, we are going to Renhuang Pavilion, and you are fighting like this..."
"Are you young?"
Wu Wan looked at the general of the Lin family and said, "Why don't you go call some of the elite immortal soldiers from the True Immortal Realm?"
The latter immediately said: "My subordinate will go right away."
"No, it's not," Shi Lianying said hurriedly, "These are enough, but the formation is too big, so there will be some problems."
Wu smiled and said: "His Majesty the Human Emperor won the battle, and everyone was so happy that they went to the Renhuang Pavilion to join in the fun, right?"
More than a dozen immortals nodded in unison and said in unison: "That's what the sect master said!"
Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the eight Renhuang Pavilion masters.
What kind of approach is this Wu Huanzi?
If you see through their plot, you should counter-plot against them, or take action to capture them directly;
If they didn't see through their plan, why did they bring so many masters with them and put such precious armor directly on their bodies?
To persuade... to persuade people to surrender?
"Set off!"
Wu Wang waved his hand, and the shuttle trembled three times and flew forward slowly in the north-west direction.
There is no such thing as overloading a magic weapon.
Just after flying for a few miles, Wu Huan suddenly said: "Great Elder, this shuttle is moving too slowly. It's better for you to control it yourself."
"Good," the great elder nodded with a smile, and without waiting for others to say anything, he put his palm against the wall of the shuttle.
The next moment, the extraordinary aura completely enveloped the place and completely cut off the eight people here from the outside world.
Wu Wan secretly observed the reactions of Shi Lianying and others, and saw that they were gradually getting restless, so he got the general idea.
The banquet at Renhuang Pavilion was of course real, but Pavilion Master Liu did not necessarily invite him.
This should be a plan devised by the Ten Fierce Palace to get rid of him, and let these eight people lead him out of the Mie Sect. There must be other ambushes on the way to Renhuang Pavilion.
If he only brought two or three sect-destroying heavenly immortals, or a real immortal like Yang Wudi to guard him, would it be absolutely difficult to resist him?
Eight spies were used at one time, and the Shiji Palace also spent a lot of money.
After all, there must not be too many human immortals who do not have the blood of the fierce gods but still obey their orders.
From a secret perspective, these people are many times more precious than those 'masters of the same level' who have been transformed by the blood of the fierce god.
"Elder Mao, who is your acquaintance, Taoist Master Lianying?"
Just as Mao Aowu was about to speak, the master Lianying, who was wearing a Taoist robe and had regular features, already answered: "Master Wuwang, I am a poor Taoist."
"Nice to meet you," Wu Wangong handed over his hand, "I wonder if you hold any position in Renhuang Pavilion?"
"Fourth level internal affairs deacon," Shi Lianying said hurriedly, "two levels lower than Elder Mao."
Mao Aowu smiled and said: "The master of the branch pavilion is the sixth or seventh level, and the inspection envoy corresponds to the rank of the internal affairs deacon."
Wu Wang said: "What about the deputy chief of the main cabinet?"
"That's naturally the eighth level."
Wu Huan nodded, his face hidden behind his visor full of smiles. Just when he was about to continue chatting for a few words, the Great Elder reminded him that there seemed to be a formation hidden between the two mountains in front.
Wu smiled and said, "What did the great elder just say?"
The great elder understood, Fu Xu chuckled, and said:
"Three hundred miles away, there is a formation hidden on our path forward. Judging from the spiritual energy fluctuations of the formation, it should be both a trapping formation and a killing formation.
If the formation is activated, Qiankun will also be disturbed, which can isolate Qiankun from exploration for a period of time."
The master Lian Ying immediately said: "Perhaps there is an ambush, we might as well go around. It is better to do less than to do more."
"Setting up an ambush?"
Wu Wan uncovered the visor of the golden armor and said seriously:
"Why would someone set up an ambush in this peaceful world, a safe place behind the human domain?
Fellow Taoist, you are a member of the Renhuang Pavilion, how can you ignore such evil deeds?"
Shi Lianying hurriedly said: "We should rush there..."
"No need to say more!"
Wu Wan directly interrupted Shi Lianying's voice, and the glory of justice seemed to light up around him.
"I will not allow bad fights to occur near my Mie Sect!
Great Elder, if you hide our aura fluctuations, you will reveal the aura of the eight Renhuang Pavilion masters and me;
When you are preparing to fight, you should put your own safety first, and if you can capture him alive, you must capture him alive."
"yes!"
All the experts agreed in unison, Wu Wan gave the great elder a look, and the great elder immediately understood.
The faces of Shi Lianying and the other eight people are gradually turning pale, and they are almost in a state of confusion at this moment.
They had arranged a trap. To be on the safe side, a large number of elites who had worked hard to mobilize were hidden here. As long as Wu Wang was introduced into the formation, they would try to clear out Wu Wang's guards in the shortest possible time, kill them and then disband and hide on the spot.
But they expected...
Where did the Mie Sect come from with so many immortals?
This great elder in the extraordinary realm is like Wu Wangzi's follower.
Aren’t the extraordinary ones all those who hide themselves away and practice wholeheartedly without caring about worldly affairs?
how come!
"We are about to enter the large formation."
As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, the shuttle trembled slightly, the heaven and earth were spinning, and the phantoms of mountains appeared out of thin air, causing them to lose their sense of direction in an instant.
Trapped!
At this moment, dozens of streams of light shot toward the shuttle from the mountains and forests on both sides, and Wu Wan sensed the aura of the fierce god's blood.
It is indeed the Palace of Ten Evils.
In order to deal with him, a lot of manpower was used this time.
The gods in the shuttle have already grasped the magic weapons and stood up with bows.
Shi Lianying and others also grasped the magic weapon tightly and pretended to go out to kill the enemy.
Wu Wan suddenly said: "Everyone in the Renhuang Pavilion, please stop taking action, it's just a mob... take action!"
He shouted softly and suddenly punched the shuttle floor in front of him.
The shuttle actually exploded in all directions, and more than a dozen of our own figures rushed everywhere under the leadership of the Great Elder.
"Take them all!"
The incoming streamers were obviously caught off guard, and the extraordinary pressure suppressed them, making them lose their will to fight.
But at this time, Shi Lianying narrowed her eyes slightly, and the eyes of the eight people fell on Wu Wan, who was sitting suspended in the air.
Shi Lianying's eyes suddenly glowed with a coquettish red light, her thin tongue gently slid in her mouth, an object like a whistle was bitten by her silver teeth, and she aimed it at Wu Wan's neck.
call out--
There was a flash of black light, but then there was a 'ding' sound, and the silver needle bullet flew up, leaving no trace of the golden armor.
Wu Wan turned his head and glanced in confusion, "What's the movement?"
Shi Lianying was startled, and the other seven people's eyes were already looking fierce.
"snort!"
A cold snort came from the side.
The eight people turned around and looked, only to see the girl who had boarded the boat together holding a dagger and walking out of thin air, only a few dozen feet away from them.
It is Dongfang Mumu.
Dongfang Mumu's figure flashed, leaving behind a series of afterimages.
Then the sword light flickered, and the afterimages passed around the eight people. They drew their swords, and the posture of drawing the swords was simple, capable and extremely sharp.
When she reappeared, she was standing in front of Wu Wan, and she slowly pushed the dagger back into its scabbard.
The eight people around them fell backwards, their souls had been imprisoned, and were tied together in series with a fairy rope, suspended in the air.
"That's it?"
Dongfang Mumu muttered, "Why are you still using the treasure armor? You exposed the existence of a treasure armor like yours to the Ten Fierce Palaces for nothing."
"It's just a matter of cherishing your life."
With a thought in Wu Wan's mind, the treasure armor was taken back to the spiritual platform and continued to be nourished by his spiritual thoughts.
He looked everywhere and realized that the fight was coming to an end, and all were one-sided captures.
Wu smiled and said: "Next time the Ten Fierce Palaces want to deal with me, they should let two big fish come over.
Of course, it would be best if they quit and no longer have any ideas for me."
Dongfang Mumu blinked and cursed: "I knew you didn't have a good mind when it came to the question!"
Wu Wan took out an exercise book with a light blue cover from his sleeve. Dongfang Mumu immediately jumped long and almost collided with Mao Aowu who was rushing back.
"Sect Master! What to do with these people?"
"You take it to ask for credit and ask the Renhuang Pavilion Headquarters to send someone to pick it up."
Mao Aowu blushed and said hurriedly: "This is so embarrassing."
"Then just kill them all. I won't be able to get any useful information anyway."
"Please give me credit, I'll give it to you!"
Mao Aowu shouted quickly and grinned at Wu Wan, "I haven't forgotten what you told me, Sect Master, but I'm a little embarrassed."
Wu laughed and teased him a few words, telling him that he must be thick-skinned if he wanted to join the Renhuang Pavilion, and Mao Aowu agreed repeatedly.
Having broken the situation in the Ten Fierce Palaces, Wu Huan has no intention of continuing northward.
His Majesty the Human Emperor asked him to report to Renhuang Pavilion in a few months, so he naturally cherished this vacation;
Although reporting to Renhuang Pavilion is just a name, and it is impossible to deal with those miscellaneous things, it is still an errand, and you will inevitably be ordered around by the seniors.
Forget it, for the sake of this sincere love between father-in-law and son-in-law, I have to endure it.
…
Just as Wu Wang once again defeated the evil men in the Ten Evil Halls;
On the western border of the human domain, in a mountain city hundreds of miles behind the long border wall, is the magnificent general's palace.
Xue Kailong sat quietly on the futon in his room. The spirit gathering array placed around him exuded rich spiritual energy, but his body was trembling slightly, and a little cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Brother Lin, I am on your side, why do you...Brother Lin..."
Click!
Suddenly there was thunder and lightning flashing outside, Xue Kailong's figure trembled slightly, and a wisp of black energy came out of the earth and merged into the man's body.
At the same time, a vague voice sounded in Xue Kailong's heart.
"Don't you want to make a splash and become the successor of the Human Emperor? You are actually not half worse than Lin Qi."