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Chapter 119 The Heart of Death

"Or what if I can help you study this time." Feng Xueya said.

Wu Yu handed over the "Immortal Root" to Fengxue Cliff.

The matter of immortal root is of great importance, so it is better for him to think about it clearly.

"Today, I saw you use the 'Newborn Yin-Yang Yi Qi Sword', but its power is no less than that of using the Demon-Suppressing Stick. This means that you also have the talent to use swords. And if this thing is 'immortal root', because it is in the shape of a sword, if you plant it in the future, you might still be able to take the sword path. If you are good at two types of attack magic weapons and do not conflict with each other, that is the best."

"yes."

Wu Yu also knew something.

Although the most suitable type is the Demon Stool, if you practice swords again, it may not affect his use of the Demon Stool.

"I do not have stick-like magic weapons in my hand, but if I say magic weapons and long swords, I have many. When you reach the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm, I will give you a sword worth more than twenty times the value of the Demon Stick." Feng Xueya suddenly said.

Wu Yu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

The Demon-Fuing Stick was given by him. Another sword that is more than twenty times higher is also a kindness.

Wu Yu now doesn't know how to repay him.

As if he understood what Wu Yu was thinking, Feng Xueya said: "You and I have a fate. What I want to see most now is that you grow up safely and even surpass me. If I can't do it, I have to rely on your generation to take charge of the Tongtian Sword Sect."

"Master, I will definitely go further." Fengxue's cultivation career has not yet come to an end.

"You go down."

Feng Xueya had something in his mind, but Wu Yu could roughly see it and guess it. However, he was not able to help with such major things at all. He worked hard to practice, and that was his only way.

"Disciple said goodbye."

He returned to "Qi Tian Peak". As soon as he arrived at his fairy beast garden, he saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time. It was Qingmang.

"Wu Yu, you are really a dragon who is not in sight. This time I really thought you were dead. I cried for several days. You bastard are alive again!" Qingmang said angrily, his annoyed look, which was quite cute.

She has good talent and has reached the tenth level of Qi Condensation Realm and the realm of God-Transporting the Realm.

As time goes by, she has grown a lot and is already a lively and charming girl.

Wu Yu returned from Dongwu last time and entered Xianyuan Valley soon after, and before he could even see her, he hadn't seen each other for more than a year.

"Today I saw you defeating Jiang Junlin. It's so majestic. You are such a monster. I wanted to practice hard and defeat you in the future. Now when I think about it, my Qingmang is really a fool."

Wu Yu was in a good mood when he saw her. The two of them reminisced about the past and walked among the woods in the mountains.

Talk about the changes over the past two years.

"I heard that you and Lan Shuiyue are together, is that true?" Qingmang asked.

"no."

"I'll just say that last time I saw Lan Shuiyue, she was so unruly and weird that she was not worthy of you."

"Ha ha……"

For Wu Yu, Qingmang is indeed much cuteer than Lan Shuiyue.

The two sat on a bluestone until late at night, chatting happily. At night, the green light looked at the vast blue mountains, and their eyes were faintly worried. She stared at Wu Yu and asked, "Wu Yu, do you think we will die soon? I heard that the Tongtian Sword Sect should be destroyed."

Her voice was filled with youthful fear.

"Why do you say that?" Wu Yu asked seriously.

"Don't you know? It was because of the birth of this spiritual energy in the Bibo Mountains that others were envied by others. The Seven Ghosts of the Chihai from the East China Sea joined forces with the Zhongyuan Dao Sect. Later, a thousand-year-old demon with a demon pill led many demons to form three forces to divide our Tongtian Sword Sect. I also heard that the Seven Ghosts of the Chihai participated because you killed their disciples."

"oh……"

Wu Yu finally understood the crisis that Tongtian Sword Sect is facing now.

An ordinary man is innocent and he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

No way, the Ghost Face Ape said that the Tongtian Sword Sect is going to be over.

Zhongyuan Dao Sect, the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea, the Thousand Years of Demons...

"I did kill their disciples, but obviously, this is an excuse for them." Wu Yu said.

"Today, Zhongyuan Dao Sect came to clarify, do you believe it?" Qingmang asked.

Wu Yu shook his head and said, "Of course I don't believe it, I'm afraid I'm just here to show off my power. No wonder Master is so serious recently, and the atmosphere of the blue mountains has become so heavy. It turns out that there are so many enemies invisibly."

"Well, I don't believe it either. It is said that the Zhongyuan Dao Sect wants to occupy the mountain gate, and the Chihai Seven Ghosts want all our cultivation resources, magic tools, and Taoist techniques. I don't know what the newly added Thousand-year-old demon wants?" Qingmang's voice was a little desolate. Like other disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect, she felt a certain fear of this upcoming embarrassment.

After all, they are all too young.

It can be imagined that the terrifying three parties might bring disaster to the peaceful blue mountains and their homes, leaving the corpses everywhere and blood flowing into a river.

"That ghost-faced ape is the subordinate of this thousand-year-old demon, right?"

"I heard, yes. Wu Yu, I want to ask you, the other disciples of the Xianyuan Valley are said to have been eaten by demons, right?" Qingmang's body shrank into a ball. He probably thought of the scene, his body couldn't help trembling and his face turned pale.

"Well……"

At this moment, Wu Yu felt like he was hit hard in his heart.

He also remembered those killed compatriots! They were not bad, they were all passionate young people, and they had a infinite respect for the future.

But they were all in front of him, one by one, killed and eaten.

The splash of blood is probably hatred and war.

"Yes." Wu Yu could not deceive him. He had fought in the mortal world. When the spiritual fountain appeared, the Fengxue Cliff was already facing a great enemy. He expected that this battle of four directions, a battle of life and death, would definitely come!

"I'm afraid..." Qingmang turned his body and hugged Wu Yu, his face pale, his shoulders trembled, and tears in his eyes.

Perhaps, she is like this for many young disciples.

"There are already many servile disciples who have escaped here. If I were still servile servants, I could still escape. I can't leave now and I don't want to leave, but I really don't want to die like this..."

Her voice was choked.

She is quite bold on weekdays, and now she is the same, let alone others.

"Don't worry."

Wu Yu didn't know how to comfort her, it was destined to be a fatal battle where he could not control the situation.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

Wu Yu sent Qingmang back to Wangtian Peak, and suddenly remembered the Phantom Secret Sumeru Bag.

He had long wanted to give it to Qingmang, but he didn't have time.

When he took out the Sumeru bag of Ghost Girl, he hung it back and said, "This is the Sumeru bag of Ghost Girl, a disciple of the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea. I wanted to give it to you, but I'd better forget it."

"Why, I want it!" Qingmangke knew the preciousness of this thing.

Wu Yu smiled and said, "That ghost girl used this to hold her corpse, her hands and feet were broken, and there were many filthy things."

"Ah!" This scared Qingmang and quickly stopped wanting it.

Wu Yu smiled and took out another Sumeru bag. This was won from Jiang Junlin yesterday. The Qi Condensation Pill inside had been taken away by Wu Yu. Wu Yu took out two more Qi Condensation Pills, put them in the Sumeru bag, and handed them to Qingmang, saying, "I wish you to reach the Qi Condensation Realm as soon as possible."

"Thank you! Wu Yu!" Qingmang swept away the hesitation of last night and cheered.

Wu Yu was also very satisfied when he saw that she had regained her vitality, but he knew in his heart that if the Tongtian Sword Sect did not overcome the difficulties in one day, this kind of happiness would only be short-lived.

The sad clouds still enveloped everyone's heads on these blue mountains.

...

A few days later, Wu Yu, Su Yanli, and Mo Shishu mentioned things about Zhongyuan Daozong, ghost cultivators, and demons.

Su Yanli and Mo Shishu looked at each other in surprise.

Su Yanli pursed his lips and looked worried, but he also said firmly: "Junior brother, this is the matter between the master and the elders. At our level, we cannot control the situation of the battle. The only task given to us is to strengthen ourselves. Even if we lose, we will avenge the Tongtian Sword Sect and regain our home in the future..."

"Is this the only thing that can be done?" Wu Yu was a little unwilling to accept it. Feng Xueya was so kind to him that he always felt that he could do something.

Once, Sun Wudao was very nice to him, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to repay him.

Mo Shishu smiled and said, "Junior brother, don't worry, we will still fight when we really get to that point. At that time, one will come, we will kill one, two will kill a pair."

"Stop talking nonsense." Su Yanli shook his head. I'm afraid no one has the answer to this matter.

"Junior brother, I know that it's very uncomfortable to be unable to help, but... we have never been different from you. Master is as kind as a mountain to us. I grew up here, and Master is my rebirth of my parents. All the brothers and sisters here are my brothers and sisters. How can I bear to watch demons and monsters come here to rage!"

Su Yanli looked at the scorching sun rising in the east, and there was a deep determination in his eyes, which was the determination to fight to the end.

"Okay, I have to work hard, add me one. Anyway, my bad life was given by Old Man Feng." Mo Shishu shook the folding fan, looking indifferent.

"I'll go back first." Wu Yu said goodbye.

"What are you going back to do?" Mo Shishu asked.

"Cultivate, repay kindness. Fight to the end."

This is Wu Yu's answer.
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