"What you have to do now is to improve as quickly as possible, perfect your own way of order, complete the supreme way, step into the immeasurable realm, and then quickly accumulate, perfect the holy way, and break through to become a saint. After that, we will help
I hope it’s not too late for you and Xiaoyu to become immortals.”
Before Wan Lei could ask again, Xia Dayu's figure disappeared. Looking at his worried and frowning look, he thought he was going to discuss Han Fengxue with Wan Yi.
With a lot of questions, Wan Lei returned home, looked at Yuanjun Qingwu and Kaka, and after a few words of advice, he flew towards the Tower of Creation.
The Immortal Lord's plan to let him understand the way of order on the battlefield was ruined because of the appearance of Han Fengxue. Now he can't go to the battlefield, so he can only go to the Creation Tower, a place with the most complete rules, to understand it first.
He had just flown to the Tower of Creation, and before he entered, the spiritual slip in his pocket suddenly made a beeping sound.
"Hey, what's wrong, Xiao Jin?"
"Brother Wan, the person I arranged sent back the news about what you asked me to inquire about last time. The master of the Water Palace is now at the same place. You can see him when you go.
But Brother Wan, please be careful this time. You made me very angry last time. Don’t be stupid this time. If you get beaten again, I’m afraid you won’t be able to recover in ten days and a half."
"I'm here to apologize, not to ask questions. I won't make anyone angry. Don't worry."
Wan Lei put down the Ling Jian, looked at the rising sun in the east, and flew towards the water peak.
He has been waiting for the Master of the Water Palace to return to Water Peak and wants to apologize to others. After all, he made a mistake last time and it was all his fault, not to mention that the Immortal Lord also told him that he needs to apologize.
This matter has always been on his mind, but the Master of the Water Palace is always in the temple, unlike the Thunder Saint Sword Master who always lives in his own palace, so he can't see him even if he wants to.
After all, ordinary disciples cannot go to the temple without being summoned.
In fact, Wan Lei fell into a misunderstanding. With his current status and relationship with the Immortal Lord, he could enter the Immortal Lord's home if he wanted, let alone the temple.
Soon, Wan Lei flew above the water peak and arrived at the end of the quiet path.
The same Water Palace disciple from last time is standing guard here.
"stop."
Just when Wan Lei was about to step up, the water palace disciple suddenly looked unhappy and stopped,
"What's wrong?"
"You are not welcome in the Water Palace, please leave." Due to Wan Lei's dominance and combat power, the disciple of the Water Palace resisted saying the word "get out".
"Oh? This water palace... belongs to your family?"
Wan Lei sneered and turned to look at the disciple. His intimidating eyes scared the man back.
"This Water Palace belongs to the Five Elements Palace. I am a disciple of the Five Elements Palace. I can go to any place in the Five Elements Palace. Why can't you go to the Water Palace?
If you Water Palace disciples are really capable, then challenge me and fight with me in the martial arts arena with open swords and spears. This way I can also praise you Water Palace disciples for being upright and upright.
But look, what are you doing now?
If you can't defeat others in a martial arts fight, then you just embarrass others in this heretical way, no matter how shameful you are, your Water Palace is really a nest of snakes and rats."
With a cold snort, Wan Lei ignored the young man and turned around to walk up the winding path.
After turning a few corners, he first heard the roar of the waterfall, and then Wan Lei climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the small pavilion.
In the small pavilion, there are two beautiful beauties.
Sitting on the left is Xisha, who is wearing a white gauze dress and has a graceful figure. She has a peaceful smile on her lips and a pair of jade hands dancing on the guzheng.
Opposite her, there was a gentle woman in green sitting, drinking genuine tea.
Wood Immortal Zun She Yu.
Why are Mu Xianzun and Xisha together at this time? What should we do? It would be fine if Xisha was alone, and there would be no shame in apologizing. But Mu Xianzun is also watching, and it feels so embarrassing.
Wan Lei's appearance could not be hidden from these two women.
Xisha turned around and saw that Wan Lei was coming. She was so frightened that she immediately jumped up and hid behind She Yu.
"Ah, this little kid is here again."
Seeing that Xisha was so timid, Wan Lei and She Yu were both speechless. How did this guy reach the realm of a saint?
"Look at you like that, come and sit down."
She Yu glared at Xisha angrily, pulled her and made her sit on the futon again.
"What are you afraid of him for? You are a saint and he is a young disciple of Taiheng Realm. What are you afraid of?"
"He bullied me last time..."
Xisha lowered her head and whispered, her cheeks slightly red.
Last time Wan Lei was too close to her. She Yu rolled her eyes when she heard this, and continued what she just said,
"Besides, isn't this your little lover? Don't you see that he should rush into his arms like a happy deer, play coquettishly on his chest, kiss and hold him high?
Why are you afraid of him?"
"She Yu!"
Xisha's face turned red with embarrassment, and she raised her pink fist to hit She Yu.
Wan Lei was watching from the side, neither standing nor walking. How could the Wood Immortal Lord, who looked the most gentle, kind and kind, still have such a bad taste?
"Why, am I wrong? People have written about Wan Lei and Xisha's love-hate story in many newspapers. There are various versions of it. You haven't read it, right? I read these romances every day."
"Stop talking..."
Xisha awkwardly dug her toes into the ground, causing her embroidered shoes to become deformed.
"Hey, Wan Lei, why did you come to see Xisha?"
She Yu turned to look at Wan Lei and smiled softly.
"Um... To report back to the Immortal Lord, I came here specifically to apologize to the Palace Master. Last time..."
"Oh, I thought you were here to propose marriage. You were so happy for nothing."
She Yu took Xisha’s little hand and said with a smile,
"Look at Xisha, she looks good, has a good figure, and has a gentle personality. What a good candidate.
I know that she can no longer be the head wife, so she can just be a concubine. She can stay at home to wash clothes and cook, warm the bed and take care of the children."
She Yu enthusiastically promoted her best friend Xisha, and Wan Lei was sweating profusely. Who the hell dares to marry a saint home as a concubine and serve as a maid? It seems that his life is too long.
Besides, the two palace masters of gold and fire would not agree.
"Xisha, I'm here to find you this time because our Immortal Master has something to inform you."
She Yu let go of Xisha's hand, and Xisha's face was filled with anger.
"Wan Lei, a small Taixu Realm disciple, can scare you. From this incident, it can be seen that your courage is really too small. We decided to let you go to the battlefield of the Sea of Bitterness to hone your skills.
practice.
It's not okay to have the cultivation of a saint but not be able to exert the fighting power of a saint."
Hearing this, Xisha's beautiful face turned pale, and she looked at Wan Lei with extremely resentful eyes.
Huh, it's all your fault.
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