[This feeling of using other people’s six senses to observe the outside world is truly wonderful.]
Wu Wan was sitting in the wooden chair behind the chief's desk in the main hall, taking a break from his busy work to take a look at Yang Wudi's actions at the moment through the two groups of transformation energy left by Senior Shennong.
This situation was as if Wu Wang had done indoor simulated battlefield training in his previous life, and the images produced by those devices were clearer and more realistic.
When Qiongqi controlled the monk's soul, he probably had a similar perspective.
It's a pity that I can't watch much at this time, there are still guests beside me.
Beside the long desk, Ling Xiaolan was sitting in another wooden chair;
She was picking up the tea and took a sip from the jade straw that Wu Wan had given her back then.
Wu Wan opened his eyes and continued chatting with Ling Xiaolan.
"What did the fairy say just now?"
"I have taught two sets of Xuannv Sect's exercises to fellow Taoist Le Yao."
Ling Xiaolan said softly: "Although I don't like people from the Demon Sect, this is for Brother Ji's use after all; Le Yao has also sworn not to spread this matter."
"By the way, Fairy, were you there when Brother Ji got married?"
"I didn't show up directly that time."
Ling Xiaolan sighed softly, her slightly narrowed almond eyes showing a little tiredness.
She complained with some dissatisfaction:
"It's a bit better now. In the past few years, there were always people coming to the Xuannv Sect to propose marriage. Each one of them would make ridiculous remarks, and the master would always get angry and draw his sword and chop them down."
Wu smiled and said: "The name Tianyan Saint is really of little benefit."
"That's not true."
Ling Xiaolan chuckled softly, as if there was a soft light surrounding her body, which made Wu Wan subconsciously take a few more glances.
She said: "The sect doesn't just give me meritorious deeds. The sect thinks that Saint Tianyan is a good thing. As a disciple, I must cooperate."
"The fairy's sense of belonging to the sect is quite good."
"What about you, Wuwang? Do you have a sense of belonging to the Mie Sect?"
Wu smiled and said: "Of course there is a sense of belonging, but because I have only been the leader of the Mie Sect for a short period of time, this sense of belonging is not very strong."
Ling Xiaolan blinked, as if asking Wu Wan something.
Wu Huan picked up the tea that Su Qing had just brought, blew away the tea leaves on it, took two sips, and said with a smile:
"I was also very repelled by the word Mo Zong at first. I had a preconceived notion that Mo Zong was a demonic cultivator who killed people without batting an eyelid.
But after some contact, I discovered that due to external pressure from the human realm, the difference between the Immortal Sect and the Demonic Sect is essentially just their skills.
The Mie Sect is a medium-sized sect. It had no industry at all before I went there. It was even the result of the merger of three weak sects, and its ranking continues to decline.
It is obvious that this sect with a long name cannot keep up with the development of the human domain."
Ling Xiaolan's eyes showed contemplation and she said softly: "It is quite novel to see the affairs of the sect from this angle."
Wu Wang continued:
"Why can't they keep up with the human environment?
In fact, it was because they had not changed and were still following the ancient rules of the human realm. The meaning of the sect's existence at that time was only to cultivate enough immortal soldiers for the border and protect the human realm.
In fact, today's human domain sects, under the premise that the pressure from the external environment continues to weaken, have begun to control the territory and strengthen their family status.
The sense of belonging that everyone in the sect has towards the sect has taken away some of the sense of belonging to the human realm.
This is also the problem that the human domain is facing today.
If the Renhuang Pavilion does not start reforming in time, the entire human domain will inevitably begin to suffer from internal strife."
Ling Xiaolan said seriously: "Is there any way to avoid it?"
"In general, there are only two feasible paths," Wu Wang said. "One is to directly declare war on Tiangong, and the other is to replace the sect's single teaching model and add other ways to cultivate immortal soldiers."
Ling Xiaolan:......
Her face turned slightly red and she whispered: "Brother Wuwang, I don't understand."
Wu Wan put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "Then let's talk about poetry and ink... Fairy, wait for me for a while, I have something to do here."
After saying this, he sank his mind into the spiritual platform, almost defenseless against Ling Xiaolan.
Wu Wan's spiritual thoughts wrapped around the ball of 'Shennong's Transformation Qi' and stared at the environment outside Yang Wudi.
Ling Xiaolan turned her head and looked to one side, the corners of her mouth bulged slightly, but she secretly made up her mind - she must quickly acquire some knowledge about the pattern of the human domain and the development of the cultivation environment!
'Does he think I know too little?'
She took a peek at Wu Wan who was meditating and had such thoughts in her heart. She immediately took out a jade messenger wrapped in a handkerchief, but felt that it was not safe to send the message, so she quietly got up and floated out of the hall.
I strive to have a few more words with Brother Wuwang next time I encounter a topic like this.
…
at the same time.
Wu Wan observed the environment inside and outside the Ten Fierce Palace's den through Yang Wudi's sight.
This is a deserted valley with several small sects within hundreds of miles. From the outside, there are only two abandoned ancestral temples in the deserted valley.
The crows are scattered, the dead trees are empty, the bells are broken, and the sun is setting in the west.
Yang Wudi and a group of five people ran here and lurked in the valley for a long time. After confirming that there were no pursuers, they went to a ruined temple, removed two stone slabs from the corner, and drilled into the earth hole downwards.
The den of the Ten Fierce Palaces is really well hidden.
Yang Wudi turned left and right along the earth cave, passed through the double camouflage formation, and successfully reached the ground a hundred feet deep.
The size of the cave here is indeed quite large, with underground passages extending in all directions; there are several main corridors inside, and narrow corridors extend along the main corridors. At the end of the corridors is a round cave for people to live.
The overall layout here resembles the canopy of an upside-down fruit tree.
Yang Wudi and the others went straight to the largest round hole, and were surrounded by a group of figures dressed in black halfway through.
"You... take it!"
Dozens of people took action at the same time. The four people behind Yang Wudi subconsciously wanted to fight back, but Yang Wudi shouted to stop them.
"Stop! Stop everyone! Why are our own people fighting!"
Wu Wan observed carefully from the side and found that Yang Wudi was not panicking at this moment, and there was no fairy light shining in the divine palace where Yuanshen lived.
True and calm.
I saw Yang Wudi put his hands behind his back and shouted loudly: "I am Yang Wudi! The senior officer responsible for all the elders! What do you mean?"
"Master Yang Wudi was not captured!"
Several people behind Yang Wudi immediately said:
"We escaped."
"Thanks to Mr. Yang Wudi, we escaped here with a narrow escape."
"They were going to escort us to the Renhuang Pavilion Headquarters. Fortunately, Mr. Yang Wudi was smart and brave, and saved a hand, and led us out halfway."
"The other brothers... are so miserable! They fell into the hands of the extremely cruel Master of the Punishment Hall. Their lives would be worse than death!"
The four murderers who followed Yang Wudi to escape kept shouting and quickly restored many details of their escape.
Yang Wudi deliberately showed a sense of fatigue and weakness, with scars all over his body from being brutally beaten.
It's just a little trick.
The attitude of these vicious people here quickly changed.
They began to contact the main hall in a hurry, and sent people to watch outside to see if there were any pursuers. The remaining murderers welcomed Yang Wudi and his party to the main cave.
One person pointed to the blood pool in the center of the main cave and said, "Sir, you can go and rest in the holy pool."
Yang Wudi immediately waved his hand and said sternly: "Give this opportunity to the brother who needs it more. My injury is fine. I can resist the beating!"
All the murderers were immediately moved.
The four murderers took off their shirts and jumped into the blood pool. Their bodies were covered with bloody aura and they quickly recovered from their injuries.
Seeing this, Wu Wan raised his eyebrows secretly.
There is something in this blood pool. The diluted divine power mixed with other turbid auras can actually help the monks heal their wounds.
Someone moved a chair for Yang Wudi and said, "Sir, you can also go into the holy pool to rest. There are no new brothers who need to enter the holy pool recently, and the sacred water in the holy pool needs to be constantly replaced."
"No, that's all the divine power given by the fathers inside, let them use it."
Yang Wudi shook his head slightly and said with emotion: "I never thought that we could come back this time, return to this warm residence, and continue to smell the scent of our fathers.
Ah! This is happiness!"
The fierce people around him looked at him with respect.
Wu Wan:......
This guy! I asked you to be a spy to imitate the people of the Ten Evil Palaces, not to surpass them!
What should we do to make the Ten Fierce Palaces more united?
"Go in."
Wu Wan's calm voice floated in Yang Wudi's Yuanshen Palace.
Yang Wudi Yuanshen trembled a few times and glanced bitterly at the aura that had turned into the shadow of the old man.
Wu Wang said: "I will study this blood pool."
"Hey," Yang Wudi Yuanshen agreed. He rolled his eyes three times and immediately had an idea.
I saw this nine-foot-strong man sitting on the wooden chair and taking a slow breath. Suddenly his face turned red, he spat blood to his side, and he coughed violently while covering his chest.
All the murderers around him hurriedly shouted: "Sir!"
"I'm fine!"
Yang Wudi waved his big hands and gritted his teeth and said: "I can still hold on, there is no need to let me enter the blood pool, I don't want to waste my father's magical power!"
"Sir, you have made great contributions to our Ten Temples, why can't you enter the blood pool for healing?"
"Sir! Please come in!"
"Hurry up and help me carry you in!"
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Yang Wudi shouted several times, and the fierce people around him gathered around to lift him up.
The bald man sighed, clasped his fists at them, and said, "I'll just go in, alas! I'll just go in!"
With a look of shame on his face, Yang Wudi jumped into the blood pool and sat in the middle.
The four murderers who originally entered the blood pool stood up in a hurry; they looked at Yang Wudi with gratitude and took the initiative to give up the divine power in the pool.
Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines, and he refrained from complaining. He just observed secretly, carefully experiencing the function of this blood pool, and soon became a little disappointed.
At the bottom of the blood pool, only ordinary formations remained.
The most critical thing in this blood pool is the blood of the fierce god.
He asked: "Wudi, how did you fight against these divine powers before?"
"Sect Master, look, I'll show you."
Yang Wudi took the initiative to absorb strands of divine power into his Dao body, and then gathered these divine powers into a ball, kneading and tightening them, and explained:
"Let's do it like this. When we have a chance to go out, we'll find a place to line up."
Wu Wang said: "These things are harmful to flowers and plants, so don't discharge them casually."
Yang Wudi hurriedly said: "My subordinates always look for places with running water. This way it can be dispersed and diluted quickly, so it shouldn't have any impact."
Wu smiled and said: "You are really strict about the word 'should'."
Yang Wudi chuckled twice, and then said: "The blood in these blood pools must be replaced regularly, and they are also directly discharged into the underground water system; some people in the Ten Evil Palace have also said that this will actually hurt innocent creatures.
"
"Then?"
"The man who spoke was burned to death."
Yang Wudi sighed for a while, then smiled and said:
"Sect Master, the Ten Fierce Palaces are like this, how can they care about the life and death of others?
They have always claimed that the divine power given by their fathers is the best gift to living beings. How can they tolerate other living beings who have been defiled by such fierce divine power and say that this blood pool is actually filth and foul?
Sect Master, this is the Ten Evil Palace.
Many times, it is not the blood pool that makes them bad, many people use their own experiences of being transformed by the blood pool to exude the badness in their bones."
Wu laughed and said: "I didn't realize that you guys can figure out these truths by yourself."
"You taught me well."
Wu Wan:......
No, this mainly depends on talent.
Yang Wudi can work more hard in the future, and then entrust him with important responsibilities once he is ready. This can also be regarded as cultivating talents for the domain.
Seeing that things were calm for the time being on Yang Wudi's side, Wu Wan gave Yang Wudi a few words to calm down.
There are still guests around, so we can’t neglect...
Is she reading a book?
Wu Wang used his spiritual consciousness to look at Ling Xiaolan, who was studying hard with a scroll in his hand, and found that the saintly lady's face and facial features were really good-looking.
Since she was reading a book, she didn't want to disturb her.
Wu Huan arranged a little Taoist rhyme around him, and made his aura appear to be undulating, pretending to be enlightening.
In fact, through these two magical masses of 'transformation energy', he observed Yang Wudi's activities in the Ten Fierce Palace's den, feeling leisurely and contented, and quite curious.
Inexplicably, there is a sense of déjà vu to experience a new life.
Moreover, the connection established by this kind of spiritual thought is by no means comparable to the equipment that simulated actual combat in the previous life.
'No wonder Qiongqi fell into it in the first place.'
By the way, Wu Wan began to think about this aura that had long been on his tomb.
I feel more and more that Senior Shen Nong has a variety of methods and can always come up with new tricks.
Wu Wan unfolded the breath, and Nascent Soul 'caught' a strand in it, carefully observing and comprehending it.
This thing has no power, no divine power, no thought power, and no spiritual power. It seems that it cannot be created by supernatural powers, but in the final analysis, it is the product of the old predecessors' magical powers.
Among the cultivation methods in the human realm, there are techniques that can incorporate "real objects" such as divine fire and poisonous water into the body and cultivate them, so that they can be thrown out to hurt people during a fight, and the effect is amazing.
This ball of gray energy should be the magical power cultivated by senior Shen Nong.
Its foundation is the essence of plants and trees, which contains the rules of several great ways, and is similar to the 'idea' of the heavenly calamity descended by the Heavenly Palace.
Obviously, both the late Emperor Fuxi and the senior Shen Nong have been working hard to explore abilities other than the way of fire.
It's not easy.
This time, I was able to enjoy the success somewhat.
At this time, I suddenly heard Yang Wudi Yuanshen calling: "Sect Master, can I go out? It's really uncomfortable in here."
Wu Wang said: "You can use it freely. This aura of mine is just to find the location of their main hall after your six senses are blinded."
"Hey, yes."
Yang Wudi agreed, jumped out of the blood pool, grabbed a few of the Ten Fierce Palace villains, and praised the divine power bestowed by his fathers.
Wu Wan listened for a moment and almost laughed out loud several times.
This thick-browed and big-eyed Yang Wudi!
After he returns home, ask him to write a 50,000-word "inscription" to praise the old sect master and build a stone tablet for the old sect master's colorful tomb!
Half an hour later.
A coercion from the heavenly realm filled the cave, which made Wu Wan and Yang Wudi immediately cheer up.
According to Wu Wang's calculation, the biggest difficulty for Yang Wudi to return to the Ten Fierce Palace this time is about to come!
After a while, a thin old man wearing a blue robe appeared in front of Yang Wudi. The man frowned at Yang Wudi, gathered the other four people who had escaped together, and asked him repeatedly.
Yang Wudi didn't tell any lies, and told in detail how they escaped back step by step.
The fierce men from the Ten Fierce Palaces also spoke one after another, each talking about their experiences and corroborating what Yang Wudi said, without any mistakes.
——This is the importance of escaping with others.
This immortal old man originally had murderous intent in his eyes.
As the five people showed their injuries, his expression gradually softened, and finally he just said this:
"You just stay here to heal your wounds while I go and report this matter to some elders.
You have all suffered this time, and the elders will not be stingy with your rewards.
Especially you, Invincible, have a good rest here."
"Thank you for your understanding!"
Yang Wudi thanked him profusely, and the next step was equivalent to being placed under house arrest here.
After the old murderous man left, Yang Wudi found a place to stay and fell asleep. Yuanshen quickly went to talk to the group of gray energy.
"Sect Master, what should my subordinates do next?"
"Just sleep, recuperate, and pray to your fathers every day."
"Hey, these fathers are all external things. Don't take them seriously if they are just a joke."
"Just keep it safe, I'll take care of the next steps."
Wu Wan gave Yang Wudi a few more instructions on how to act, and then withdrew his spiritual thoughts.
He opened his eyes after a long case, looked at Ling Xiaolan who was holding a scroll and reading, and said warmly: "Fairy, you go to Su Qing's place to rest first, I have to deal with some official duties."
"Oh, okay," Ling Xiaolan stood up immediately and said a little awkwardly, "I forgot that you have other things to do, just be busy."
After Ling Xiaolan left the hall, the smile on Wu Juan's lips subsided, and Taoist Xiaojian and the Great Elder appeared beside Wu Juan on the left and right.
Xiaojian Taoist said: "The palace master just gave the order directly."
"It was announced to the public that five murderers escaped.
Suspend the captain of the Immortal Soldiers who is responsible for escorting them to the main cabinet, and let the captain go out and get drunk again and say something to complain about this matter."
Wu Wan thought carefully and was afraid that he would use too much force and that it would be too much.
"Hang up the portraits of Yang Wudi and the other four people, and we can rectify Wudi's name later."
"yes!"
Taoist Xiaojian responded, took two steps back, and immediately disappeared.
——This is the attitude towards Wu Juan with the attitude of Renhuang’s subordinate.
The great elder asked: "Sect Master, is there anything else we need to do to destroy the sect?"
"The Ten Fierce Palaces may not know about Wudi's birth and the destruction of the sect," Wu Wang said. "It's best not to make too much of a move and let everyone practice in peace. Just don't talk about Yang Wudi and Zhang Mushan."
"good."
The great elder said something warmly and quietly disappeared, leaving only Wu Wan sitting alone in the main hall.
For the next half month, Wu Wan and Yang Wudi were waiting hard.
The Shiji Palace interrogated Yang Wudi six times.
Because the Renhuang Pavilion posted portraits of Yang Wudi and others, and carried out a comprehensive search for Yang Wudi's whereabouts, the Shixi Palace valued Yang Wudi more and more, and the words of people who came every time became more and more polite.
Yang Wudi secretly heard rumors that this incident had alarmed the highest level of the Ten Fierce Palace, and that a chief elder wanted to introduce him to a certain adult.
Finally, Yang Wudi heard this sentence during his sixth trial:
"Master Invincible, come with us. The chief elder wants to see you."
Yang Wudi immediately became energetic, and his soul called out "Sect Master" twice; Wu Wan immediately devoted himself to paying close attention to this place.
Before the nine-foot-tall man could speak, he was put into a sack by two immortals.
It’s an old process.
Yang Wudi's six senses were closed, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
Wu Wan couldn't see clearly the environment around Yang Wudi, so he could only comfort him:
"Don't worry, there are no flaws."
"Well, I'm not worried, my subordinates are not worried at all. Sect Master, you are here, and I'm not worried at all."
Yang Wudi's Yuanshen muttered this and gave an ugly smile.
Wu Wan sensed carefully that the sack containing Yang Wudi was flying rapidly, seemingly toward the southwest. After flying for about half an hour, the connection between the two masses of gray gas was severed and then quickly restored.
At this time, Yang Wudi's position suddenly became Wu Wan's northeast!
It was obvious that Yang Wudi had just passed the moving formation.
The location of the moving formation should be inside the fourth main hall.
I don't know what kind of formations were arranged there, and Wu Wan could not accurately sense the specific location of the gray gas. He could only draw a large area with a radius of thousands of miles on the map of the human domain.
And due to the obstruction of the large formation, Wu Wan could only vaguely see the environment around Yang Wudi at this moment.
It's like being separated by frosted glass.
Fortunately, Wu Huan could still clearly see the situation inside Yang Wudi's Divine Mansion; he could also clearly hear the conversation between Yang Wudi and others.
The old-timer's magical powers and anti-interference methods are somewhat inadequate.
I heard someone praise:
"Yang Wudi, you performed very well this time. The Renhuang Pavilion has exploded! Hahaha, Renhuang Pavilion has Na Wuwangzi, and I, the Ten Gods Palace, also have talents like you!"
Yang Wudi's heart was trembling, and he hurriedly said: "You are ridiculous, you are really ridiculous."
"Hahaha, you are very humble. It is rare."
The shadow that led Yang Wudi walking in the underground hall laughed a few times and said again:
"This is not the first time you go to see the chief elder. Remember what I told you last time about what you should and shouldn't say. I have some ideas in mind.
You are very smart and have enough means. We will definitely benefit a lot from helping each other in the future."
"Thank you for the promotion, sir. I am willing to do my best for you."
Wu Wan:......
Before he complained about Yang Wudi, his heart felt inexplicably tight;
That familiar smell passed through Yang Wudi's nose and was felt by Wu Wan at the same time!
At this moment, Yang Wudi pushed open two stone doors, lowered his head and walked into a cave.
Inside the stone gate, an old woman in gorgeous clothes was kneeling on the ground. The female angel wearing a bamboo hat turned slightly and looked at Yang Wudi.
Qiongqi!
Wu Wan immediately recognized the identity of this female immortal.
Like Xue Kailong, a monk in the human realm controlled by Qiongqi's soul!
Can Yang Wudi cope with it?
It is not that Wu Wan and Yang Wudi have not considered this situation before, this is also the risk that Yang Wudi decided to take.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs.
Wu Wan was multitasking, looking at the map of the human domain in front of him, and narrowing down the approximate area where Yang Wudi was located as much as possible.
"Are you Yang Wudi?"
Qiongqi Female Immortal asked softly, and the stone door behind Yang Wudi slowly closed.
At that moment, the female angel took off her bamboo hat, revealing a beautiful face, and she even raised her finger at Yang Wudi.
Wu Wan suddenly felt uncomfortable when he thought that this female fairy was just a painting, hiding a fierce uncle who had lived for who knows how many years.
Yang Wudi stepped forward bravely, knelt on one knee, and shouted: "Greetings, sir!"
The female immortal walked forward slowly, with a faint fairy light under her feet, and arrived at Yang Wudi's side.
Yang Wudi trembled all over.
Is it about to start again? Is the dark history of being repeatedly coveted in the Ten Evil Hall about to start again?
Normally, it would be fine, but at this moment, the sect leader is still watching!
Doesn’t this dirty the eyes of the sect leader?
The female fairy leaned down, and Yang Wudi closed his eyes nervously, searching for a way to deal with it in his heart.
Without any warning, the female goddess suddenly slapped her palm, and pressed her five fingers on Yang Wudi's head like an iron hoop!
A wisp of black energy flowed from her palm into the top of Yang Wudi's head, heading straight towards the divine palace where his soul resided!
The black energy condensed into a strange phantom in Yang Wudi's Divine Mansion. The phantom began to slowly rotate around Yang Wudi's little Yuan Shen, and let out an unruly laugh.