The strongest husband in the world

"What?" The elders were surprised and whispered for a while, apparently discussing.

Then, Elder Xiong Fei stood up and said: "Come here!"

Everyone was surprised and didn't know what happened.

After a short time, a piece of ancient animal skin flashing rune, more than a meter above the ground, rushed quickly, there were several strong men on it, and there was also a rock.

"What is that, is it a strange stone-offering spirits?" Many teenagers are curious.

"Don't choose a teacher yet, come back!" Elder Xiong Fei said.

Suddenly, the children who were going to be taken away stopped again and returned to the stone statue of the Patriarch.

The elders were expressionless, especially the elders Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun had a dark face, and they felt that they were in a bad mood.

The little bit looked weird and didn't say anything any more. He was rare to quiet down and stood beside Yang Yu.

"Show them!" Elder Zhuo Yun said.

The rock was lifted onto the high platform, facing the people, revealing a line of words: Tianzong Shenwu, upright and honest.

The teenagers in the audience were in an uproar. They were among the best in the clan. Most of them were 13 or 14 years old. They had all entered the virtual god realm. Naturally, knowing that these two sentences are the most sacked after looting the four great clans. Words left on the record!

"Baby!"

"It was left by the bear child, the handwriting is exactly the same, did he enter the Butian Pavilion?"

"No, didn't the bear kid escape? Didn't he eventually become a disciple?"

More than 3,000 people exclaimed.

Elder Zhuo Yun asked someone to turn the rock over, facing everyone on the back, another line appeared: Hammer in hand, I have the world.

Everyone was surprised and couldn't help laughing and talking.

Only a silver-robed boy clenched his fist, and then hurriedly covered his forehead, because of excitement, the blue veins near the big bag violently jumped, and he was in pain again.

"Sure enough it is him!" The silver-robed boy gritted his teeth.

Elder Xiong Fei said with a sullen face: "I think you all know who he is. This bear kid may be in our Tiantian Pavilion. Now I will give you a task..."

No one thought that Elder Xiong Fei directly issued a wanted order. If anyone finds Black Heart Baby and Xiong Child, or has clues about the two of them, immediately report to him and become the core disciple.

"boom!"

It was boiling over here, and more than 3,000 young men and women were all excited!

Xiaodu was grinning, it was too cruel, he was just getting started, and he became a wanted criminal. Did these old men notice that he was in the crowd?

It seems that you have to take a moment, and you can't be careless!

"Catch this guy who is angry with God!" shouted a group of disciples who had just entered the door, their voices loud and loud.

Xiao Budian immediately hid in the depths of the crowd and yelled: "Grab the bear kid!"

"Poor monks must do their best!" Yang Yu said calmly as soon as he applied the call.

"Okay, go choose a teacher." The elders waved.

Xiao Budian got together with the more familiar group of people just now, and followed the white-clothed girl to choose the master. As a result, she went around and everywhere was full, mainly because there were too many people this year.

"Okay, these children will be taken by me and Zhuo Yun." Elder Xiong Fei came.

"Ah?!" Yang Yu and Xiaodu were dumbfounded, these two old men were almost vomiting blood from their anger, and now they learn from them, will there be good fruits in the future?

The white-clothed girl secretly twisted the fleshy little faces of the two of them, and said, "Don't be funny, it is your blessing to let the two elders teach you. You must know that they are seniors. If you do this, you will have a seniority. It's a bit messy."

"Little monk?" Elder Xiong Fei raised his eyebrows as he looked at the crowd.

"Elder." Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, then put his hands together and made a salute.

"Most of your inheritances are in Xiaoxitian, right? The people who came from Xiaoxitian this time have already followed other elders into the mending pavilion, why are you still here?" Elder Xiong Fei asked.

"The poor monk is not from Xiaoxitian." Yang Yu nodded and said.

"Oh? Can you tell me something?"

Xiong Fei asked curiously that there is only Xiaoxitian in the entire Great Wilderness, even if other domains are added, so now there is a buddhist cultivation that does not seem to be weak, and naturally he is interested.

If you can, you can teach it and leave a good destiny.

"The poor monk can't. The name is Sakyamuni, and he inherited from the Da Leiyin Temple on Mount Xumi in the Big Dipper land. The master is named Amitabha, and his honor is Amitabha..."

Yang Yu nodded and said, talking very slippery, without stopping, everyone who listened was stunned, even the little ones were a little dazed.

The Great Amitabha Buddha, Sakyamuni, Mount Xumi, how do these all sound a little bit unclear...

"Sumishan Daleiyin Temple is your teacher, why have we never heard of it?"

Elder Xiong Fei frowned and asked.

"Elder Xiong Fei, in fact, I haven't met my master, I just met my master. These things are all told by my master."

Yang Yu folded his hands together and said with a smile, his expression extremely calm.

West Desert, Mount Xumi, of course you have never heard of it, and of course you have never heard of Amitabha, this is the existence of the next era...

"Da Leiyin Temple, do you know what kind of power this is? Your master is from Da Leiyin Temple, should you understand?" Elder Xiong Fei looked at Yang Yu, his eyes flickering.

"I don't know very much..." Yang Yu said.

"It should be impossible for these forces to have no reputation at all." Elder Xiong Fei frowned.

"Maybe very extraordinary."

Yang Yu smiled lightly, still so plain, without any change.

"Then why are you still in the Mending Pavilion? Your master should also be a peerless power?"

Elder Xiong Fei frowned and asked.

"My master said that we should have more contact with the world, learn to get along with people, and can't stay alone in the wilderness and practice alone."

Yang Yu said calmly.

"If that's the case, then you go with these children and practice hard!"

Elder Xiong Fei pondered for a moment, and finally waved his hand.

After saying that, he directly flew into the air, flew to the distance, and disappeared into the sight of everyone.

"Amitabha!" Yang Yu folded his hands together, calming down.

"Little monk, and you little fat guy, you two will be quiet for me. Elder Xiong Fei didn't punish you this time. Be careful to be expelled from the teacher's door next time!"

The elder sister slapped Yang Yu and Xiaodu viciously, and then turned around and led Yang Yu to the residence.

"Go, I'll take you to where you live."

The white-clothed girl led hundreds of new disciples toward a mountainous area. In the process, she continued to explain some rules and solemnly warned her not to go to the place where the spirit sacrifices of the Butian Pavilion reside.

This is a rocky mountain where 3,000 new disciples live here. There are many houses, dense bamboo forests, and the environment is not bad.

This rocky mountain is not very high, but it is also surrounded by aura, especially between the stone cracks there are some old medicines, filled with fragrance, very natural and peaceful.

Nearby, there are many bamboo forests and many houses. More than 3,000 new disciples lived here at first.

In the next few days, some geniuses were picked away, such as the silver-robed boys, who performed amazingly on the second battlefield.

Later, Xiao Budian discovered that he was not so free here, and he had to go to work, such as watering medicinal fields with spiritual spring water and mining rare fine gold mines.

Chapter 1115 I'm Sorry

"I'm here to practice. Those two old men only show up once in a few days and only teach something I have already mastered. It's a waste of time here."

A little dissatisfied opening, it is really boring to stay in Butian Pavilion these days.

"Don't complain, the new disciples start from the bottom, otherwise, how can people teach you bones and treasures, unless you have enough talent to scare people, you can attract attention."

A fourteen or five-year-old boy Dao.

"Ok!"

Xiao Bu nodded. He has been looking at the medicine field eagerly these days. When is it his turn to water?

Xiao Budian has contacted Yang Yu several times to discuss how to pick those elixir, but after a few talks, she found that the chance was slim, unless Yang Yu was allowed to enter the elixir field and collect elixir from the system storage space.

The two of them looked forward to entering the elixir field every day, but unfortunately they didn't even turn once.

In the end, Yang Yu couldn't wait any longer. He got up, folded his hands and stepped out of the area where the three thousand disciples lived. He closed his eyes and wore a white robe. His temperament was ethereal, and he was actually like an eminent monk.

Passing through a gate guarded by a disciple, Yang Yu entered the genius camp, looking at the fourteen-five-year-old teenagers and girls, Yang Yu kept chanting and staring at the female disciples with brilliant eyes.

Men and women in the Great Wilderness developed very early, and they had grown up at the age of fifteen or six, and their figure was plump, just like the graceful figure of the war goddess of Chailu Academy, only sixteen years old.

In the genius camp, every girl is an elite among the clans. Every one of them is white and pure, and the length is really good. Wearing a long dress with plain clothes is a nice landscape.

"Little monk, where are your eyes looking, how does a little monk look like Mimi!"

A female disciple finished her bone inscriptions, and when she saw Yang Yu's appearance, she said angrily.

"This female benefactor, the poor monk is justified in this way. Today, when I walked through here, I saw all the elder sisters who are as beautiful as celestial beings, dancing like fairies when they practice bone inscriptions, so they were attracted, so I stopped and admired."

Yang Yu put his hands together and said very "politely".

"You are a monk, watching any fairy dance, even if you are beautiful, you can't watch it as a little monk, it's not in compliance!

The girl smiled and giggled.

"The fairies are so beautiful, the poor monk is willing to break the precept once." Yang Yu bowed his head slightly and said seriously.

"How do you a little monk speak sweeter than honey, is it a flower monk?"

Another girl said curiously.

"The poor monk just appreciates the beautiful scenery, nothing else."

Yang Yu curled his lips and said, this group of chicks are obviously happy, why are they still struggling here.

"Little monk, hurry up, otherwise we will ask your master to beat you up and say you have broken your lust!"

A young girl smiled.

"Yes, right, leave quickly..."

Several lively girls spoke, finding it very funny.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is gone."

Yang Yu was speechless, cast a scream, and turned to leave.

"Oh, what a funny little monk..."

The girls looked at Yang Yu's back, laughing constantly.

"The women outside are really hard to serve. She is already proud of her and drove me away. Just look at it..."

Yang Yu wandered, complaining, "It's better for Huniu and the others."

Yang Yu didn't go back to the place where the three thousand disciples lived. Instead, he wandered in the Butian Pavilion, looking for places that might be rewarded, but he didn't have any chance other than meeting some disciples and elders.

On the other hand, I saw a group of young girls with outstanding temperament gathering from a distance. Some of them were so beautiful that Yang Yu took a second look.

For a few days, Yang Yu had been wandering in the Mending Pavilion, watching everywhere, visiting places one by one, and when he met people, he gave a chant, talked and then wandered.

In five or six days, Yang Yu visited every place except for a few tightly guarded places that were not allowed to go. Everyone in the Butian Pavilion knew that there was a little monk who was idle and nothing to do.

Yang Yu has become famous in Butian Pavilion these days, making everyone remember him.

Although it was not because of Yang Yu's strength to remember, but at the very least, Yang Yu was remembered as a "head and face" figure in Butian Pavilion.

Every day, Yang Yu and Xiao Budian didn't meet each other, fearing that they would be found out by Butian Pavilion and someone with a heart, and then they would be arrested to have a slap on the bottom.

It wasn't until a few days later that Xiao Budian suddenly became quiet, and every day was peaceful, making Yang Yu extremely surprised.

For several days in a row, the little ones are honest and do their jobs, especially when they are at night, they never go out. They just sit on the roof and refining the stars, and go to sleep when they are sleepy.

On the sixth night, Xiao Budian suddenly stood up, sat up and yelled: "Ghost!"

The gray-haired old man didn't know when he had already arrived. He stood in front of his bed, staring at him blankly, with black blood dripping from his head, that ancient sword was murderous.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of such a cry spread far and wide, and the nearby disciples were all disturbed. A group of people woke up and quickly sat up.

The fur ball, who was sleeping soundly, was naturally frightened by the voice, and his whole fur was exploded, and he jumped up from his childhood pillow in confusion.