Hong Zhengzhi didn't know what he was thinking about, and he kept a gloomy expression. He stared at Yu Haiqing for a while, with a sneer and ridicule in his eyes, and then lowered his head and thought about something. It seemed that he was not enthusiastic about helping Wuya out of trouble.
There were only three of them left in the hall who had not yet paid tribute to Wuya. Yu Haiqing and the golden puppet guards were chatting so intensely that they had to wait.
The golden puppet guard sat on the throne, looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan and Hong Zhengzhi with a red light in his eyes.
"You two, if you want to present something to the emperor, come over and let me take a look." The golden puppet guard said.
Hong Zhengzhi hurriedly stepped forward more than ten steps, took out two storage bags from his arms, and presented them to them: "Your Majesty Wuya, this is a small kindness from this junior, please accept it!"
The golden puppet guard's red eyes glanced at Hong Zhengzhi at close range, then he put away the two full storage bags and looked at the items inside.
Next, the golden puppet guards communicated with Hong Zhengzhi privately and asked what Hong Zhengzhi wanted in return.
"What do you want?"
"Your Majesty, this junior wants to get...the art of the soul..."
"oh?"
After a while, the conversation between the two ended. Although I don’t know whether Hong Zhengzhi got some information or some secret technique from the golden puppet guards. But looking at the smile on Hong Zhengzhi’s face, he should be worried about this.
The harvest is quite satisfying.
By this time, only Yuwen Zhouyuan was left who had not yet paid tribute.
Under the cold and sharp gaze of the golden puppet guard, Yuwen Zhouyuan bit the bullet and took out a storage bag containing several rare medicinal herbs. "Your Majesty Wuya, I want to use these alchemy materials to obtain an item that can enhance
The secret technique of Yuan Shen.”
Yuwen Zhouyuan is regretting it to death now. If he had known such a situation, he should not have broken into the underground Wuya Palace with Li Zhanqiang, Yu Haiqing and the others.
"Come forward and let me see your qualifications!" The golden puppet guard sat on the high throne, like an iceberg, making a cold and stiff voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath and took a step forward, as if he was going to get closer. Suddenly he stepped forward, turned around fiercely, and threw out a shining flying sword from his sleeve.
He jumped towards the outside of the hall.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not dare to risk letting the golden puppet guards explore the potential of his spiritual roots.
It's okay for Yu Haiqing and Hong Zhengzhi. Even if they are suspicious, it may not be against him. However, the golden puppet guard is different. He has long had the idea of seizing the body. What if the golden puppet guard suddenly has a whim and takes a fancy to him?
What should I do if my body is damaged? This is a matter of life and fortune.
After thinking about it, Yuwen Zhouyuan had to make a bold decision: "Escape!"
How far he can escape, Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't know. This underground Wuya Palace is Wuya's territory, and it is difficult for outsiders to fight against Wuya here. But he doesn't want to send himself into Wuya's hands and become someone else's meat.
. Even a rabbit has to struggle a few times before dying, not to mention he is still a living person.
Yu Haiqing and Hong Zhengzhi were obviously shocked when they saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan suddenly turn around and run away. They couldn't understand that the golden puppet guard just asked Yu Wen Zhouyuan to take a few steps to take a look. Why did he escape so well?
The first person to react was the golden puppet guard.
It snorted coldly, moved its hand, and the sword on the ground made a "swish" sound, turning into an incomparable golden rainbow light, and stabbed towards the fleeing Yuwen Zhouyuan. It was so fast that it almost took the blink of an eye.
, and caught up with Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Hmph!..." Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a golden energy coming from his lower back, and then there was a heartbreaking pain in his abdomen. The pain made him almost fall off the flying sword, but he
He just snorted and bit his lip to prevent the blood and essence from spewing out.
He controlled the flying sword and got out of the palace passage. If he didn't escape, staying here would be a dead end.
"What are you two doing in a daze? Why don't you go and capture him?! Remember, you must not destroy his body. Maybe I can use this body of his." The golden puppet guard recalled him.
The golden sword still sat on the throne as steady as Mount Tai, issuing orders.
In that sword blow just now, he only used a very small part of his power to injure Yuwen Zhouyuan. Otherwise, he might have completely disappeared Yuwen Zhouyuan from this world with just one sword strike.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"The two juniors will catch him now!"
Yu Haiqing and Hong Zhengzhi were horrified when they saw the sword strike just now. The strength of the golden puppet guard puppets in the late stage of real life was beyond their ability to compete with. They did not dare to disobey orders, so they quickly took orders and hurriedly chased outside with their swords.
All the monks have now left the hall.
The golden puppet guard slowly stood up, walked step by step to the altar, in front of the black ice jade coffin, and stroked the ice coffin.
A tall golden figure lay in the ice coffin: "I have been sleeping in this dark underground for too long. It's time to go out and visit the "old friends" of the past. As long as you are still in this world, no matter where you are hiding,
I also need to settle this account with you carefully."
The golden puppet guard held the heavy sword and walked slowly outside the palace.
Yu Haiqing and Hong Zhengzhi rushed out of Wuya Palace one after another and came to the outside of the inner palace. Yu Haiqing's consciousness scanned the several miles around the palace and found no trace of Yuwen Zhouyuan, not even the blood or smell.
They were all completely missing, so I couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
It seems that Yuwen Zhouyuan's escape speed and concealment skills are better than he imagined.
However, Yu Haiqing still had enough confidence. It was almost impossible for a monk who was only at the beginning of the True Essence level and was injured to escape from the fingers of two high-level True Essence monks.
He immediately had a countermeasure. "Brother Hong, you search the north, I'll search the south, and find that kid as soon as possible!"
Hong Zhengzhi did not move, but instead had a cold smile on his lips, and took out a small flag and a magic weapon.
Yu Haiqing couldn't help but frowned: "Brother Hong, what are you doing?"
"Brother Yu, I would like to ask you, why are you so anxious to save Wuya? The four major immortal realms of Sanzhuang, Dongyang, Fengyun Continent, and the Sun Never Set are attacking each other, and the world of immortality is in chaos. It is us Sanzhuang who
This is the best opportunity for the monks and fishermen of this land to make a profit. Wouldn’t it be fun for us to profit from the chaos? Why should we rescue Wuya? Once Wuya goes out, all four realms will be conquered by it. Our small sect is a leader.
, and it must be under its jurisdiction and subject to restraint, where can you and I have a happy place?" Hong Zhengzhi said coldly.
"The road to cultivating immortality is so slim. With just our own strength, how can we have any chance of advancing to the real-life stage? Li Zhanqiang paid a huge price and worked hard to collect the elixir for refining the cultivating pill, and also to refine the cultivating pill.
I'm afraid that in the end it will all be in vain and still unable to advance to the level of real people. If you can rely on Wuya, it will be completely different. With his help, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. This is a shortcut. Brother Hong, don't you want to embark on the road of real people?" Yu Hai
Qing Zhengse said.
"Hmph! That sounds nice. Wuya is trapped here today. He wants you to help him get out of trouble, so he will naturally give you a somewhat pleasant look. When he really goes out in the future, do you think he is a true emperor?
Monk, can you remember the benefits of being a mere True Essence cultivator? By then, I’m afraid he will even forget who you are. I’ve seen this kind of thing happen many times. Who knows what the real path is?
I don’t want to reach this level, but placing my hope of being promoted to a real person on Wu Ya is too natural.” Hong Zhengzhi sneered and cupped his hands.
"If the news about Brother Yu's attempt to help Wu Ya out of trouble is known to the monks from the four realms, I am afraid that Brother Yu will become a public enemy of the four major immortal realms. There were definitely not a few enemies who had enmity with Wu Ya back then, and Brother Yu would not be able to get any benefits.
, but it will get into big trouble. Brother Yu will take care of the matter of catching that kid. I would like to advise you that it is best to think twice before you act, so as not to die without a burial place. Brother, I have got what I want, and I will see you later.
, Farewell!" After saying that, Hong Zhengzhi rolled up the small banner and flag magic weapon, turned it into a red stream of light, and disappeared into the ruins of the city under the whirlwind.
"You!" Yu Haiqing's teeth were itching with hatred. He had an impulse to kill Hong Zhengzhi and silence him to prevent the news from leaking out.
However, Hong Zhengzhi is an eighth-level cultivator of the True Essence and is not weak in strength. It is extremely difficult to rob and kill this man named Hong in a short period of time.
If Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly appeared in the middle and helped Hong Zhengzhi, he would be passive and could only watch Hong Zhengzhi fly away.
Yu Haiqing sighed slightly. Unlike Li Zhanqiang and Hong Zhengzhi, the leader monks who had subordinates, he was a hermit and had always practiced alone. He had suffered from practicing alone for more than a hundred years. He was very
It is clear that if he wants to advance to the real person stage by himself, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
So since he entered Wuya Palace, he had made up his mind to rely on the True Emperor monk Wuya to gain the opportunity to advance to the real stage, even if he became an enemy of the monks from the four realms.
Yu Haiqing searched everywhere in the ruins of the city, but could not find any trace of Yu Wen Zhouyuan, so he couldn't help but cursed.
"Asshole, where did this kid hide?!" He didn't believe that Yuwen Zhouyuan could escape and leave this underground Wuya Palace.
To leave Wuya Palace, one must pass through a long barrier of earth flames. Yuwen Zhouyuan was seriously injured. If he rashly breaks into the barrier of earth flames, he will definitely perish in a sea of fire.
The sword of the golden puppet guard was very measured. It seriously injured Yuwen Zhouyuan, making him unable to escape, but did not kill him. Therefore, Yuwen Zhouyuan should still be recovering from his injuries in the ruins of the Imperial City. He will recover a little later.
Only after you are injured can you leave.
Yu Haiqing's guess was good. After Yuwen Zhouyuan escaped from the palace, he couldn't even persist in flying with his sword. After covering up his whereabouts, he immediately got into the ruins in a corner of the city and buried himself one meter deep in the ruins.
, and then practiced to heal his injuries, even his heartbeat almost stopped, he healed his injuries as quickly as possible, and concealed his own aura.
His current state is no different from a piece of dead wood or a piece of rock. It will be very difficult for Yu Haiqing to find him.
After three days, Yu Haiqing voluntarily gave up the search and no longer searched for the whereabouts of Yuwen Zhouyuan. Secondly, he planned to return to the surface. He had been underground for more than four days, and the underground passage was about to be closed again. Forty or fifty years later
It will be re-opened. If he stays here, it is no different than seeking death.