Disciple, you are too evil.

She walked slowly towards Yang Qiu. She seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact, she was very fast. She was in front of Yang Qiu in three or five steps.

After she got closer, Yang Qiu could see the true face of this woman. Her eyebrows were like green feathers, her skin was like white snow, her waist was like a bundle of silk, and her teeth were like woven shells. She was really a beautiful woman.

Uh, an excellent woman.

How could she not be excellent? A master in the Saint Realm, almost no one in the Cangyun Realm had ever seen one.

Although the body of the sycamore tree was almost dead, the tree was still very beautiful when it turned into a woman.

Women should meet people with beautiful faces, so that they can chat happily and better.

"I don't know why the senior invited me here." Yang Qiu said.

"We are all people in the Saint Realm. You don't have to call me senior. My surname is Wu, you can call me Yourong."

Wu Yourong, this name really matches the appearance of this woman.

After she finished speaking, she smiled and waved her hand about three or four feet away from Yang Qiu. A table and stool full of ancient style appeared between them.

She made a gesture to Yang Qiu to sit down, and then she sat down first with her dress lifted.

Seeing Yang Qiu sitting down, a teapot and two teacups appeared out of thin air on the table. There was a fragrance in the pot, exuding the smell of tea.

Yang Qiu took a look at the teapot. He was a rich man. This teapot was actually a holy vessel. He had many holy vessels, but he really didn't have any that could be used to drink tea.

Filling the two cups with tea, Wu Yourong said, "Please."

"Good tea." Yang Qiu took a sip, took a deep breath and praised.

In front of a woman, drinking tea should be accompanied by an expression that I know everything.

Let alone tea, even a cup of cold water can be made into good tea for you.

Wu Yourong said: "Daoyou also understands tea. If we talk about tea, the two ancient tea trees in the western Guyu Mountain are the best in Cangyun Realm. And it has to be spring tea. This tree can only be picked once every hundred years, and the weight cannot exceed five kilograms at a time. The ancients said: As for tea, it has the elegance of Ou and Fujian, the spirit of Zhongshan River, and can remove the stagnation and bring peace and harmony. It is not something that ordinary people can understand. It is quiet, quiet, and elegant. It must be the spring tea of ​​Guyu Mountain."

Uh, I know a little about tea. When I was in school, I liked to drink milk tea the most. If milk tea is also considered tea, he knows a thing or two.

At this time, I just feel that the taste of this tea is fragrant and has a strong spiritual aura.

I underestimated this Wutong tree demon. He is quite knowledgeable and can talk about the culture of tea.

"The senior is really knowledgeable and well-versed in the five states. However, I don't know why the senior invited me here."

What tea culture? Talking about culture is too hurtful to self-esteem. Apart from the skills and secrets obtained by signing in, Yang Qiu has never read other books.

Although the ancients said: A life wrapped in coarse silk and cloth, a belly full of poetry and books is naturally elegant. But I don't need to look like a cultured person. Isn't it enough to be handsome and good-looking? I must be knowledgeable?

You see, the nephews of Mingyue Peak are willing to come to see me without learning the skills. That's enough.

Yang Qiu is already very satisfied with his face, so why study the knowledge?

"I have a few questions to ask. Throughout the ages, you are the youngest person I have ever seen to break through the Saint Realm. In the historical records of Cang Yun Realm, there is a brilliant person who entered the Saint Realm after only thirty years of cultivation."

"But he broke through the Saint Realm when the spiritual energy of Cang Yun Realm was at its peak. It was also the first sect in Cang Yun Realm. There were three Saint Realm masters in his sect at that time. With the upgrade experience and the help of holy tools of these Saint Realm masters, he was able to enter the Saint Realm in thirty years, which was the first person in the ages."

"And you, in an environment where Saint Realm masters of Cang Yun Realm did not come out, entered the Saint Realm at the age of twenty, and you were not struck by the thunderbolt. It is really incredible. I don't know how you did it."

I also want to be struck by the thunderbolt a few times and experience the feeling of shivering, but God just won't strike me. What can I do?

As for entering the Saint Realm, there is no shortcut to take. The only thing is that you have one more system than others.

"I don't know why the senior asked this question, but I leveled up while practicing." Yang Qiu said seriously.

This statement, the speaker did not mean it, but the listener was irritated, and I leveled up while practicing.

Wu Yourong was silent for a while. The person opposite was definitely a single dog, who could not chat and spoke perfunctorily, which made people speechless.

Wu Yourong said again: "I would like to thank you for helping Xiao Zhao when she was going through the tribulation. She could not go through this tribulation by herself."

Yang Qiu said: "This is wrong. If I don't make a move, the senior will definitely make a move. Once you make a move, it will be better than me."

What politeness, you, a fifth-level master of the holy realm, can easily snatch someone out from under the tribulation thunder.

Hearing Yang Qiu's words, Wu Yourong's face darkened and he said, "I could easily do what you said before, but now my body's blood and qi are declining, and a single attack can cause me to be injured for a hundred years."

The topic was finally coming, and Yang Qiu took the opportunity to say, "What do you mean, senior?"

Wu Yourong pointed to the sycamore tree in the middle of the grassland and said, "Fellow Daoist, please look, my body has withered, the trunk has withered, and only a thin branch is still alive. Because the Taoist body is seriously damaged, it will die naturally in less than a hundred years. Xiao Zhao is going through the tribulation. If I attack, I may lose all my vitality in one attack, so your attack is far better than mine."

"She and I are also predestined, so I accepted her as my disciple." Yang Qiu said.

"Xiao Zhao is very clear-minded. Her first feeling is her lifelong feeling towards you. She already regards you as her master. I envy you very much. She just regards me as her sister." Wu Yourong said.

After saying this, it feels like the generation gap is a bit off.

"Why did the senior get so badly injured?" Yang Qiu asked, changing the subject.

Wu Yourong looked up, recalled the past for a few seconds, and then said:

"Ten thousand years ago, in a holy war against foreign races in Cangyun Realm, dozens of Saint Realm strongmen almost all died, and then the foreign races were driven out of Cangyun Realm and the entrance connecting Cangyun Realm to the outside world was sealed. In this battle, I was also seriously injured, and had no choice but to land here to recuperate."

"This recuperation lasted for ten thousand years. I was in a deep sleep for the first five thousand years. After waking up, my injuries did not improve at all, but gradually worsened. In the past few hundred years, my life has been wandering back and forth on the border of death."

"Later, I felt that my time was running out, so I put the spiritual medicine and strange beasts that had existed in my small world for many years in the depths of this Ten Thousand Monsters Forest. This grassland is a miniature version of my small world."

"The spiritual energy on this grassland is also the spiritual energy released by my true body."

This is the big guy. He was already a strong man in the Saint Realm ten thousand years ago. Look at the things he released from his small world. They are either extinct immortal medicines or rare beasts in the world.

It's a pity that the big guy's small world is now in decline and there is no vitality.

Even the strong have their end.

"These are what I have been searching for for thousands of years and have been constantly multiplying. You can't see so many spiritual medicines and exotic beasts in Cangyun Realm."

Yang Qiu asked: "Is this injury of the senior incurable?"

Wu Yourong said: "I have traveled to every corner of Cangyun Realm and searched for thousands of years, but I couldn't cure it. Later, I found an ancient book, which recorded a formation called the Five Elements Gathering Spirit Formation. Unless a Saint Realm formation master sets up the Five Elements Gathering Spirit Formation, the Gathering Spirit Formation will produce a high concentration of spiritual energy, which can only be nurtured for a hundred years to allow my injuries to slowly recover."

"It's a pity that no one can become a Saint Realm formation master. Not to mention a Saint Realm formation master, even a God King Realm formation master has not yet reached the fifth level of the God King Realm."

"Five Elements Gathering Spirit Formation?" Yang Qiu seemed to have seen this formation somewhere before.