As soon as my mind moved, a dark golden bead suddenly appeared in the air, turning into the size of a millstone, with raging fire emitting on it, and countless mysterious runes circling.

At this moment, Wang An's momentum was rising steadily, not weaker than that of the late-stage Jindan cultivator.

"Boom! Squeak!"

A powerful spiritual wave shot out from the middle. The flame flag was directly dimly under the attack of the Great Sun Divine Pearl, and a hole was cracked from the middle.

"Puff...you...you are a Jindan monk!"

After catching the flag of spiritual loss, Wu Sheng showed a look of shock and anger on his face, and then he directly spit out a mouthful of old blood and staggered back a few steps.

His face was as bright as earth and his heart was scared. Wu Sheng never expected that he would lose his natal magic weapon under the attack of this young man.

"Haha, Deacon Wu has been awarded too much. I am just a foundation-building disciple." Wang An shook his head and walked towards Wu Sheng slowly.

"Hmph, I just underestimated the enemy for a while." Wu Sheng was a little unwilling to give up. With a thought, he took out a spiritual sword and rushed towards Wang An again.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin!"

Wang An sighed softly, and the rings of beasts in his hand dripped.

“Moo…”

Suddenly, the demonic aura rolled in the air, and a burly man with a pair of short horns appeared in the air.

"Young Master, what's the matter with me?" The man moved and flew to Wang An and bent down.

"Old Niu, take your old guy over to me." Wang An said suddenly.

"This... this is a transformed spirit beast, you... who are you?" Wu Sheng could see at a glance that the man who had just appeared was a transformed spirit beast. His whole body was trembling, and his eyes were filled with despair.

After a while, the spiritual energy in the air rolled, and a powerful spiritual pressure fell on Wu Sheng, followed by a trace of the power of the laws of heaven and earth that imprisoned the whole body.

"Little guy, listen obediently to my young master, otherwise Grandpa Niu's fist would not have eyes." The demon bull shook the fist in front of Wu Sheng, then imprisoned his entire spiritual power, and threw the other party in front of Wang An indifferently.

Wang An could easily crush the opponent. He wanted to keep the opponent intact, but he still had no idea. A cultivator who had cultivated to the late stage of the Golden Pill did not have the ability to keep the opponent away if he was not careful.

...

"Haha, Deacon Wu, now we can have a good talk?" Wang An squatted down and looked at Wu Sheng who was angry on his face with a smile.

"Who are you?" Wu Sheng did not answer Wang An's question, but instead looked at Wang An coldly and asked.

"Haha, you asked your prodigal son to harass my grandfather, but you didn't know who I am? Sadly, it turns out that this is how you teach your son on weekdays." Wang An suddenly had a ridiculous expression on his face, and a token suddenly appeared in his hand.

This is a token the size of a palm, engraved with mysterious runes, and the token is engraved with an ancient seal script: Medicine!

"Medical King Valley!"

Seeing the token in Wang An's hand, Wu Sheng's eyes showed a look of shock, and he felt like he was shocked.

"I made a mistake this time. I never expected that this matter would involve the Medicine King Valley." Wu Sheng sighed, and there was a hint of regret in his eyes.

The Medicine King Valley is extremely powerful. Now it is reported that there is a supreme elder who has survived the five declines of heaven and man in the entire Jinling Prefecture. His fame and strength have even leaped thousands of miles away.

One person has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven. Now all disciples in the Medicine King Valley will be sought after by major forces.

"This matter is a long story..." Wu Sheng seemed desperate, and he started Wang An one by one.

Wu Sheng has two sons in total. The youngest son Wu Yuan cannot practice without spiritual roots, but the eldest son has a talent for cultivation. Now he has reached the state of perfect foundation building at less than a hundred years old.

Two and a half years ago, Yuwen Zerui came to Ice and Snow City and placed it on behalf of the Ice and Snow City. The Ice and Snow City was formed by casual cultivators, and the Supreme Elder was only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, so he would basically receive restrictions and control from the Ice and Sword here.

When he left, Yuwen Zerui found Wu Sheng and asked him to go to the outer city to pay close attention to a mortal named Xiao Yancheng. At first, he just asked Wu Sheng to protect the other party.

Although it is very strange to protect a mortal, the Ice God Sect is a big tree. Wu Sheng agreed to the other party's request without saying a word.

Just half a year ago, Wu Sheng began to receive the order from Yuwen Zerui, which was to find a way to make Xiao Yancheng fall into a trap and be homeless.

And he also carefully explained that violent means are not allowed!

He also promised Wu Sheng that as long as things are done, he will be rewarded with Wu Sheng with a golden elixir!

Creating a golden elixir is a treasure that millions of monks dream of. Countless cultivators can't buy their wealth after spending their entire lives. This time, he was able to get a golden elixir, so he naturally worked very hard.

As long as they get this golden elixir and take it to their eldest son, and after they advance to the realm of the golden elixir, their Wu family's status in Ice and Snow City will definitely be able to be further improved.

He handed this matter over to his beloved youngest son, but never expected that he would attract Wang An today.

"Yuwen Zerui, Ice God Sect!" Wang An's eyes were cold, and a huge murderous intent surged.

"Well, fellow Taoist, the Yuwen family is the main peak lineage of the Ice God Sect. It is extremely powerful. I advise you not to act rashly." Feeling the aura of Wang An, Wu Sheng's scalp tingles. He knew that Wang An was definitely not an unknown person, and with this momentum, he must be a peerless genius in the Medicine King Valley.

"Old Niu, let him go!" Wang An pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke.

There are injustice and debts, and Wang An has already given Wu Yuan a punishment, so he does not intend to cause trouble for Wu Sheng.

"Fellow Daoist, the old man took the initiative to ask, are you an inner disciple of the Medicine King Valley?" Wu Sheng did not escape, staring at Wang An's eyes drippingly.

"I am Wang An! Go back and take good care of your son. You'd better not care about this. I don't mind you notifying Yuwen Zerui." Wang An looked at Wu Sheng coldly.

After saying that, he put away the demon cow, turned into a ray of light and left the place.

"King...Wang An!"

When Wu Sheng heard Wang An's words, he suddenly opened his eyes, then his whole body trembled, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang An, the pride of heaven, a disciple of a generation of alchemy masters, has unfathomable levels of his own alchemy. It is rumored that he practices both law and body. This name has basically spread to every major force.

"I...who am I provoking?"

Wu Sheng looked depressed. He felt that he seemed to be unfavorable. On one side was the Yuwen family of the Ice God Sect and on the other side was the Alchemy Master of Medicine King Valley. At this moment, he was in a dilemma.
Chapter completed!