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Chapter 1043 Internal Struggle

Chapter 1043 Internal Struggle

Yu Ren Yue stood in the palace on Feixian Mountain.

He looked into the distance with deep eyes, then slowly retracted his gaze.

I sighed in my heart: "Grandpa, you are more understanding, but I would rather he not be pointed out."

A great saint monk is a backbone force in the entire cultivation world.

What’s more, he is a great sage carrying magical weapons.

Such a person can completely change the current situation.

Now that it has been pointed out by the ancestor, all his competitors will be on guard against him.

Yu Renyue dared not to be angry nor to speak.

He even had to thank the ancestor for pointing out the hidden dangers around him. But was it really a hidden danger, or was it a sharp weapon that should have been well hidden?

Now everyone knows.

Most of his advantage disappeared.

But fortunately, he kept the other person, and his brother was very familiar with the other person.

"I must fight for the position of clan leader!"

"It doesn't hurt to know."

"No one can get in my way."

With a flick of his sleeves, Yu Ren Yue turned around and walked deeper into the palace.

……

"somebody is coming."

Wu Rong slowly opened his eyes.

The guiding consciousness withdrew from the magical power of entering the dream world, and the spiritual consciousness connected to the large formation and swept it lightly.

I immediately saw the face of the person coming.

Wasn’t it Yu Renzheng who recommended him to become a guest elder?

Wu Rong opened the formation and greeted him with a smile, "Daoyou, why are you here?"

Yu Renzheng bowed and said, "This small garden is really small. We have prepared a cave on the mountain for you to move in. Secondly, you are new here and I am afraid you may not know who you are. I am here to act as a guide and introduce you to others so that we can get along well."

When Wu Rong heard this, he secretly said "good" three times in his heart.

It's like a pillow whenever you are sleepy. He was worried that he couldn't understand the strength of each party within the Feathered Clan, but he didn't expect that Feathered Zheng would come to him right away. As a saint of the Feathered Clan, he must know a lot.

"Thank you!"

"These are all trivial matters, not worth mentioning." Yu Renzheng laughed.

He was equally happy.

This senior is very kind and easy to talk to, and more importantly, it’s very easy to get close to him.

In the past, Yu Renzheng felt that he was not strong enough and was not too excited about making friends with the Great Sage. But when he heard from his elder brother that this person possessed a magical weapon, he knew that the other party was extraordinary.

Magical weapons are hard to find, and even harder to forge.

Even those geniuses and saints of the big sects only own one, but they are all well-known figures.

If he wasn't so weak, he would have wanted to seize it.

Now I can only admire you.

Before coming out, the eldest brother repeatedly warned us not to neglect the other party.

We don't want his baby.

After ascending the throne of the clan leader and becoming powerful, he can get any treasure. Why would he offend his own helpers for a magic weapon, and finally let others take advantage of it?

"Senior, please."

Yu Renzheng first led Wu Rong to the cave on Feixian Mountain, which was right on top of the spiritual vein and was the best location except for Yu Ren Yue.

Wu Rong was very satisfied with this.

A good spiritual vein has an extraordinary effect on concentrating the mind and practicing Qi.

Although he can take Yinhun Pills to maintain his magic power and doesn't have to worry about his spiritual veins, a good spiritual vein is also a joy to have, which shows that the two brothers Yu Renyue and Yu Renzheng value him.

The cave is spacious and the temple is large. It can be regarded as a small blessed place located in the mountains.

More than 300 people were arranged to serve morning and evening.

There are also ten beauties in the Nascent Soul Realm waiting to be dispatched.

Wu Rong acquiesced to everything.

There are beauties from all realms, but the top is the Nascent Soul Realm, and you can’t see anything above that.

After all, a Divine Transformation cultivator has the opportunity to make further progress, so it is impossible to send it here.

Of course, if Wu Rong asked, the Feathered People would definitely send the person over, and they might even look for a female saint to marry him.

Wu Rong would not speak.

He didn't plan to live in the Feathered Clan.

"This kid has something hidden in his mind." A hoarse voice came.

Wu Rong nodded secretly. He also noticed that Yu Renzheng's attentiveness was very different from before.

Wu Rong did not expose Yu Renzheng, and continued to listen to Yu Renzheng's introduction in a casual manner. Yu Renzheng was overjoyed and dragged Wu Rong to the big city of the Yu tribe.

Run to the North City.

It is the most prosperous and interesting place there.

It seems like there is no night, and the darker the night falls, the more peaceful it becomes.

The acrobatic artists have a booming business, and they sell all kinds of rare treasures, psychic beasts, and even monks of different races and types trading on the streets. There is everything...

Lingshi leaves floated to the shore and were pushed ashore by the long waves.

Wu Rong looked down, and then gazed into the distance. On the long bridge, there was a rich young man waving spiritual stones, and the boy on the flower boat near the long bridge was so busy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Breathing fire and swallowing knives.

……

Sumo Geisha.

The towering fairy towers and spiritual formations on both sides of the long street emit light.

It really made Wu Rong feel the long-lost atmosphere of everyday life, but here were all kinds of cultivators busying around, without any sign of worldly affairs.

While sighing, Yu Renzheng took him to the Feixian Tower. The tower was a hundred feet high, as magnificent as a jade palace, and as exquisite as a blessed land.

As soon as I entered.

Before he could stand still, he saw a noble lady approaching, smiling and bowing, saying, "Master Zheng, you are here."

The woman is dignified and elegant, and if she walked out of the painting, she would look even more noble.

Yu Renzheng smiled and said, "Here I come."

He then introduced: "This senior is my eldest brother's guest of honor, and his cultivation is extremely high. You can just call him senior. Senior, this is me..."

"Outer room."

Wu Rong took over the conversation with a smile.

He did not see any aura other than Yu Renzheng's from this woman. It seemed that she was one of the heads of Feixian Tower and was specifically for Yu Renzheng.

Madam Zheng bowed and called him senior, then walked to the side of Yu Ren Zheng.

Wu Rong's expression was normal.

His determination to pursue the Tao is unmatched by ordinary people. He can do whatever he wants without breaking the rules. He will not be tense or strain himself, nor will he be confused or obsessed with such things. He can certainly live a comfortable life by becoming rich and enjoying wealth and glory.

Laziness and a love of enjoyment are common traits, but with the right path ahead, how can one fall into depravity?

People are not wooden barrels. The ability of a wooden barrel to hold water depends on its weakest board, but people do not need to look at their own weaknesses. They can even ignore all their weaknesses and make the best use of their strengths, making their strengths like pillars supporting the sky. Only then can people achieve success.

All things are inferior, only cultivation of immortality is superior.

It doesn't matter if you don't have talent.

Since you have talent, you must fully realize your talent.

The strength is enough to cover up all problems. Yu Renzheng observed Wu Rong, and he now felt more and more that the other party was from a big clan.

This kind of bearing and self-confidence, as well as the affectionate yet indifferent eyes, could not have been cultivated without an extraordinary background. If his background was indeed that of a casual cultivator, then it could only be attributed to his ability and Tao heart.

Climb the stairs!

While strolling, beauties dressed in fairy-like flying clothes would offer wine from time to time.

Yu Renzheng suggested that Wu Rong choose a companion for himself.

These servants were obviously carefully selected and arranged, and none of them was not a virgin.

Wu Rong casually pulled over someone he liked.

He casually said, "Let's just take her."

Ni Lin was flattered and followed obediently, but secretly looked at the great senior. She knew the young man next to the senior, he was the genius of the Feathered People. It was because Madam Zheng was one of the other's people that she was able to become one of the twelve masters of Feixian Tower.

Everyone would be curious about this senior who even the geniuses have to humble themselves to.

She found that this senior was very handsome, very different from the handsomeness of the Feathered People. This senior looked even colder and gloomy.

"Spirit pet fighting, do you want to place a bet?"

Yu Renzheng smiled and waved.

A servant at the side came over holding a tray, half-knelt on the ground respectfully and presented a mountain of top-grade spirit stones, a mountain of spirit stones solidified by the Sumeru Jie Zi method. Grabbing a handful was just a drop in the bucket.

Even if Wu Rong had the strength to grab them all and throw them away, there would still be another full mountain of spirit stones like this one.

"It's fun to watch, but the fight between spirit pets is not that exciting."

Wu Rong waved his hand.

The fighting arena below was bustling with activity, and there were strange pets in the numerous cages, but he was not interested in any of them.

He is not a spiritual pet monk either.

Yu Renzheng continued to introduce: "Senior, are you interested in gambling on stones?"

"Those are all time-honored stones from the ancient mines."

"Some of these large mines belong to destroyed sects, and some are mysterious ancient lands that are sealed by the earth's outer shell. Even the divine eyes of the cultivators cannot see through them..."

"..."

Wu Rong's mind sank and he said in a voice transmission: "Master, can you see clearly?"

"Small idea."

"That's really boring."

"..."

"auctions?"

“Too idle.”

"Song and dance?"

"boring."

Yu Renzheng summoned his ultimate weapon and said, "Turning clouds and rain into a scene!"

As I speak I begin to explain.

Wu Rong also refused, saying that these things were just his leftovers.

There were tens of millions of Yin Spirits among his five holy weapons, and he had seen all kinds of things. Why bother to distinguish the real from the fake? He was just yawning out of boredom until he heard Yu Renzheng speak again, then he became alert.

"Senior, you are an expert in using soul flags, so you must be in need of a big ghost."

"There is the business of cultivators here, and naturally there is also the business of Yin and Yang gods."

Wu Rong asked anxiously, "Is there any Dharma image?"

"Yes, but it's something you can only encounter by chance." Yu Renzheng nodded.

"Go and see?"

"Of course!"

Yu Renzheng nodded with satisfaction. He tried his best and finally managed to impress the other party.

That's right, everyone has their own hobbies, it's impossible for them to be bad at all. He also saw that Wu Rong was not interested in wine and women, and fighting was boring to him.

While speaking, Yu Ren Zheng gestured to Madam Zheng.

Madam Zheng smiled and said, "I have already prepared a special auction for you, senior."

Enter the auction.

Some wore masks and some did not.

Yu Renzheng was just about to invite Wu Rong to sit down.

The cultivator walking over from a distance said with a smile, "Brother Zheng, it's easy for you to take your men. I had to look for them for a long time." Then he looked at Wu Rong and bowed, "I heard that you have a magical weapon. I wonder if you want to put it up for auction?"

Wu Rong's expression changed drastically.

The whole body is tense.

The Holy Spirit is surrounding.

Look at each other expressionlessly.

Yu Renzheng said anxiously: "Don't be rude!"

"rude?"

Yu Renwei's great holy spirit slowly blossomed, and he said calmly: "Brother Zheng, the place where you are standing now is called Feixian Tower, which is the place of the Yu Ren tribe."

Yu Renzheng was very anxious.

With his level of cultivation, he was no match for the other party, who was obviously targeting Wu Rong.

This is because he doesn't want his elder brother to get Wu Rong's help.

Yu Renwei said loudly: "Daoyou, don't think you can interfere just because you have a magic weapon."

"It's very deep water here."

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible."

"Lest our lives and treasures be lost here."

Wu Rong looked at Yu Renzheng.

Yu Renzheng hurriedly explained: "The ancestor told my eldest brother that you have a magic weapon, but my eldest brother and I have absolutely no intention of plotting against the magic weapon. We sincerely hope that you can become a guest official and find a safe place."

Wu Rong said, "But you guys don't seem to be at all stable here."

Yu Renwei was overjoyed and said nothing.

He still looked like he was watching a show.

He raised his chin proudly.

I was able to make a great sage carrying magical weapons retreat with just a few words, so I should be proud of myself.

Yu Renzheng looked at Wu Rong.

There was even a hint of pleading in his expression.

He really wanted to beg the other person not to leave.

However, any rational monk would not choose to stay after his divine weapon was stabbed.

He couldn't find an excuse to keep the other person.

The pleading gradually turned into disappointment.

Turned into a sigh.