Xia Yu has been away from his territory for six years. Including the time he spent in the ancient city and the time in the territory, it is already the eighth year since he came out of the Ten Thousand Races Training Ground.
On this day, a strange phenomenon appeared in Xia Yu's territory. There were thousands of glowing lights in the sky, and countless saints' backs appeared. And in this light and shadow, a fiery red Suzaku light and shadow shot straight into the sky.
"Congratulations!" Everyone who was practicing in Xia Yu's territory sensed all this and came out one after another to congratulate the holy Son of Suzaku.
Because the Holy Son of Suzaku was broken into pieces, his cultivation was always slower than everyone else's.
Today he finally became a saint. When he walked out of the retreat room and looked at the friends who came to congratulate him, he felt the urge to cry.
Think about what an arrogant person he was back then.
When he met Xia Yu and others in Yan Lei Shengzun's cave, at that time, he looked down on Xia Yu at all. As for Qiao Feng and Hong Xing, he even ignored them.
But who knows, fate can play tricks on people.
His body was actually broken by the power left by the Flame and Thunder Lord, and then he was given a slave mark by Xia Yu. There was a time when he thought he was completely finished.
But who would have thought that after going round and round, not only would he become best friends with Xia Yu, Qiao Feng Hongxing and others, but he would also become a saint thanks to Xia Yu!
Seeing his excitement, Qiao Feng smiled and said, "I used to think that becoming a saint was such a great thing, but now it seems that it is just that. Brother Zhuque, your qualifications are far better than ours, and you will definitely go further in the future."
Gao, no need to be so excited."
After Saint Son Suzaku calmed down, he said, "Thank you everyone. Speaking of being able to become a saint so quickly, it's all thanks to Master for allowing me to practice here. This place is really a treasure for cultivation!"
When he said this, everyone present felt the same way.
No wonder those powerful foreigners want to set up a territory here as a training cave. This is indeed a good place.
Especially since Xia Yu also moved the mineral vein next door, he has doubled the spiritual energy.
At this moment, standing in the palace on the top of the mountain, looking down, I saw that the entire mountain was wrapped in a thick spiritual mist.
Under the spiritual mist, it is lush and green, all grown with the highest quality yellow needle grass!
Every year, the yellow needle grass produced here is transported to the inner territory of the human race for sale, which is a huge amount of income!
Moreover, Qiao Feng also selected the best quality yellow needle grass in the name of Xia Yu and gave it to the relatives and friends who practice here. Now everyone has completely realized the freedom of yellow needle grass.
At this moment, the Son of Suzaku has become a saint, and the only people cultivating here are Xia Chan and Hong Xing's wife Zhao Caiwei who have not become saints. The others are all saints.
Qiao Feng, Hongxing, Luo Di, Langyuan and Pengbo have all advanced to the sub-sage level.
Everyone usually practices in seclusion. Today, thanks to the Suzaku Holy Son, they all sit on the open-air platform of the cave, hold a wine tasting party, and have a half-day free time.
Qiao Feng arranged for people to bring the yellow needle grass and various spiritual fruits he grew. Instead of cooking, Peng Bo brought out the unique wine of the Oral Demon Sect. Everyone ate, drank and chatted, not to mention how happy it was.
As for the topic of conversation, Xia Yu is inseparable.
"Six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I don't know what my second brother is now?" Hong Xing drank the sweet wine and lay on the rocking chair, sighing.
"I guess he must have entered Yasheng." Rody guessed.
"It's low." Peng Bo sipped his wine and shook his head. "We have entered Yasheng in the past few years. Is it possible that Brother Xia Yu is not as good as us?"
"That's right." Saint Son Langyuan said, "I think Brother Xia Yu has at least reached the pinnacle of the sub-sage, and it is not impossible to become a saint."
"Sage!" Everyone sighed with emotion.
At this moment, among the group of them, it was Roddy who had the highest cultivation level. He was at the sixth level of the Fusion Realm and could be considered the pinnacle of the Sub-Saint.
Rody will be the first person to become a sage in the future. After all, he has first-class qualifications, has been carefully trained by the ancient city lord Karen, and is a forbidden genius.
Qiao Feng sat on the arm of a rocking chair, looking down at the bright red wine in the transparent jade cup. He looked at the crowd and said, "Maybe your guesses are too conservative."
When Xia Yu left, he had a close relationship with him, and when he returned, he would probably be a holy master.
Hearing what Qiao Feng said, everyone was shocked.
Bloomberg asked, "Brother Qiao, do you have any news?"
Of course, Qiao Feng would not say it directly. After all, if the bullshit came out, it would be a bit embarrassing for Xia Yu to come back without the cultivation of a saint.
He smiled and said, "I can't tell you exactly, but I think you are probably too conservative. My second brother's cultivation breakthroughs come in bursts. Otherwise, if he doesn't break through for a long time, he will reach a great level once he breaks through."
"A big realm." Rody asked, "Doesn't that mean that Brother Xia's return is the cultivation of the Holy Lord?"
"Isn't it possible?" Everyone was amazed.
In just a few years, Xia Yu has gone from the first level of the Fusion Realm to such a high level. Is it possible?
Just when everyone wanted to ask more questions, a blue streamlined flying boat slowly stopped outside the cave, and a powerful man dressed in black and wearing a dragon robe, who looked extremely noble, walked down.
"The evil dragon is coming."
After Qiao Feng sensed that there was a guest, he quickly came to the door of the array and opened the array.
This is the second time Nielong has visited.
"Ahem, has my brother come back?" Nielong asked.
Before, it came to see Xia Yu after returning from a treasure hunt with others.
It wanted to find out whether it was Xia Yu who killed the Great Elder of the Ancient Ape Clan.
But the last time it came, no one was found.
This time it came here again to visit Xia Yu, with the purpose of chatting with Xia Yu and establishing a good relationship with him, and also to draw Xia Yu into their group of second-generation geniuses.
"Senior Nielong, Xia Yu has been away for six years. Logically speaking, he will be back soon." Qiao Feng said with a smile.
"This guy..." Nilong shook his head angrily, and then said, "If he comes back, ask him to send me the transmission note, and if you can get in touch with him, remind him that in about three years,
It’s another round of understanding of the original universe. Many of our geniuses from all races are going to go this time, and I’m also going to let them not delay for another ten years.”
Qiao Feng nodded quickly and said, "When he comes back, I will let him contact you as soon as possible."
After speaking, he invited again, "Senior Nielong, a wine tasting conference is being held in our territory. You..."
Nielong didn't go in. He put his mental power in and scanned it. When he saw that it was all unattractive stuff, he refused and said, "Forget it, I have something else to do."
"Okay." Qiao Feng sighed in his heart, considering the cultivation level of these people, they still can't fall into the evil dragon's eyes.
The evil dragon turned around and entered the blue streamlined flying boat.
Qing Huo, the genius of the Suzaku Clan, was sitting in a luxurious cabin and said with a gloomy face, "I sensed that there are people imitating the cultivation techniques of my Suzaku Clan, and they have just entered the saint level."
Nie Long smiled and said, "The human race likes to imitate, what's the fuss about it. I heard that they have the Azure Dragon Holy Land, the Suzaku Holy Land, and the Xuanwu Holy Land. It's normal."
"This is the Suzaku Holy Land." Qing Huo said with an ugly face, "I heard that they were practicing some kind of technique. They wanted to kill a member of my Suzaku Clan and refine the Suzaku Holy Fire for practice. This caused many people in our Suzaku Clan to suffer.
The monk dies.”
Nielong advised, "If different tribes compete, what does it mean to kill a member of the tribe? My dragon tribe often has members of the tribe killed, so it's not a big deal."
Qing Huo's expression did not improve, and he asked in a deep voice, "Nielong, if there is a conflict between me and those human monks, whose side will you stand on?"
"This..." Nielong actually competes fiercely with Qinghuo.
But when it came to those useless human beings, it still smiled and said, "Except for my brother Xia Yu, the others are none of my business."
Qinghuo sneered, "The human race is the most cunning. In ancient times, after the rule of the ancient saints, the human race was the ruler of this world, and all races were their slaves! Your good brother probably also yearns to rule all races again, so that
You, a good brother, are going to pull the cart for him!"
Nielong's expression changed several times, and then he cursed, "That's nonsense. If you try to sow discord between my brothers, get out of here!"
Just when everyone was talking about Xia Yu, in an underground passage swept by flames and strong winds, a young man wearing a white gown had reached a critical moment in his cultivation...