Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Wang Zhi heaved a long sigh, and there was a bit of sadness and melancholy in his eyes.

A figure flashed in his mind.

The man was sitting on the sedan chair, surrounded by four strong men who carried the sedan chair, all of whom were strong men in the Transcending Tribulation Period, following around that strong man.

Under the cover of the white curtain, a beautiful figure looms, captivating all living beings.

She just sat in a high position, looking down on everyone, and all the disciples could feel the powerful coercion coming from her.

At that time, he didn't even have the qualification to approach, he could only look up from a distance.

What he looked up to was that supreme position.

"I have seen the ancestor of the first-grade sect. At that time, I could only watch from a distance. Such a strong man can turn all living beings upside down with a single gesture."

"But……"

Wang Zhi frowned, and there was a bit of sadness in his voice.

"Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look at her. She is like a supreme king. No one dares to approach her. Like an emperor, no one can approach her except the suzerain and the elders."

"I heard that this strong man has a very fast cultivation speed, three years of golden core, 300 years of Nascent Soul, 1000 years of transformation, and 2000 years of fusion..."

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat.

She could clearly see the sadness in Wang Zhi's eyes.

How can anyone feel sad for an ancestor who has survived dozens of catastrophes?
"However, if you are alone, you are so high, and you only have to cultivate in your life. Even if you really reach the stage of transcending the catastrophe, so what? Even if you really cultivate to the highest position? No relatives, friends, just such a person, alone sit there."

"The ancestors often get the most lucrative cultivation resources in the sect. That is to say, the elders of the sect will imprison the ancestors in a disguised form. They don't need any fighting experience. The treasure of the town store."

"These patriarchs are like...a puppet for cultivation. I don't want me to be such a person, nor do I want my disciples to become such a person."

Wang Zhi smiled at her and shook the pill in his hand.

"These pills are for the teacher to save your life."

It has to be said that what Wang Zhi said was something she had thought about all her life in her previous life.

Mo Yu clicked on Wang Zhi's life panel and took a look.

She didn't want Wang Zhi to die, nor did she want this sect to be extinct.

"Master, it is precisely because you have figured this out that you are so desperate for your disciples? They said that you were expelled from the master's school because of your disciples."

Wang Zhi smiled and nodded with a hearty voice.

"Yeah, if you figure out the true meaning of cultivation, you will find that first-rank sects are nothing more than that."

Mo Yu chuckled, "Yes, the first-rank sect is nothing more than that."

Her eyes were shining, as bright as stars.

It seemed that these words injected light into her dead soul.

Wang Zhi raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud.

"If I tell others these words, they will definitely think that I am a lunatic. I can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. It seems that you understand me, little guy."

Mo Yu also laughed, "It's not crazy, it's the truth."

Mo Yu recognized the Qiankun Artifact as its owner.

As soon as the thought was turned, it entered the Universe Vessel.

This is a pseudo-heaven-level universe tool, which is full of spiritual power. There is a piece of land with green grass, and you can vaguely feel a gust of breeze.

Inside there are things that just sit on the ground.

Pills, martial arts, secret books of exercises...

Basically, they are all earth-level and mysterious-level, which are already very precious in the world of comprehension.

Leaving the space, Wang Zhi was sitting at the table drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing her come out, he said: "Little apprentice, let me tell you a good way. In the future, if you encounter a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, you can directly enter the universe to hide."

"This universe tool was remodeled by our ancestor. His spiritual power is attached to the outside, and a layer of invisibility spells are added to it. As long as you enter, the strong below the tribulation stage will not be able to detect you."

This is definitely the most perfect escape item!
Mo Yu gave a thumbs up.

"Master, this is too much for my appetite!"

Wang Zhi leaned on the back of the chair leisurely.

"You're getting older, you little fellows, you all have your own ideas."

"Some people want to be unfeeling, some people want to cultivate demons, some people want to die or live for men, some people are obviously extremely smart and talented, but they are too lazy to cultivate."

"No way, they are all my apprentices, just let me live well."

"To be my disciple, you only need to do one thing, just live."

Wang Zhi gave Mo Yu a lot of things, almost all of which were escape supplies.

Some healing pills, pills to speed up replenishing spiritual power, and two spiritual weapons for escape.

But in the corner, he piled up a lot of scrolls, and specially placed the Xuan-rank exercise on the top, and it was a practice of lying down.

This meaning is self-evident.

Mo Yu couldn't help smiling.

She flipped through them casually.

These exercises are dense and full of loopholes.

Although it is similar to her "Red Moon Strange Scroll", the effect is far worse.

If you practice this technique, you can only improve your cultivation level a little after sleeping for ten or eight years.

Although she wanted to sleep and practice, she didn't want to sleep for a long time without waking up.

Yu Junhao took Mo Yu to Fuping City with a flying spiritual weapon.

This is a rich city and commercial center in Linhai State.

In this bustling capital city, many merchants can be seen coming and going.

On the streets and alleys, you can actually see many people selling weapons, charms, and treasures.

Just after going down the mountain, Yu Junhao brought Mo Yu into a change of clothes.

He was dressed in a long brocade robe inlaid with gold rims, and he was graceful and elegant.

He specially chose a pomegranate skirt for Mo Yu, a water-colored skirt with a narrow waist, covered with a blue gauze dress, a silver hairpin tied her black and beautiful hair, and tied it into a delicate bun.

This fresh and tender color made Mo Yu so beautiful that nothing in the world could be seen. She had a beautiful nose and white teeth, and her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, smoother than fine silk, and it was too beautiful to behold.

Seeing this attire, Yu Junhao nodded in satisfaction.

"On weekdays, Junior Sister is a bit sloppy, but she looks more feminine after dressing up like this."

Especially now that Mo Yu's frown and smile are just right, his whole body is full of nobility, as if he was born from the royal family.

Mo Yu looked at him, his eyes were still as clear as water, untainted by any mortal dust.

"Brother is dressed exactly like those men in front."

She pointed her finger forward.

There is a magnificent building in front, the eaves and corridor walls are exquisitely carved, and large lanterns are hung on it for decoration.

At the door, several women had their waists akimbo to welcome customers, and some delicate men with slender waists came in and out.

And it was these men that Mo Yu was talking about.

Yu Junhao's face darkened, "Your senior brother and I look like this, how can these rouge vulgar fans compare?"

Mo Yu looked over there curiously, and there were two feminine men smiling sweetly to welcome customers.

"Young master, come in and play?"

"We are having a flower banquet today, if we answer the questions correctly, we may become the oiran's boudoir guest."

Mo Yu became interested, "Answer the question? Brother, let's go and have a look."