Xiuxian exchange system

When Lai Wuhen and Qian Yao appeared on a sunny meadow, they were really startled by a huge human face in the sky.

That huge human face is naturally Liu Xueqiu's, and this secret realm is the space treasure exchanged by Lai Wuhen, an independent space in a square scarf.

With Wuhen's divine sense, he couldn't find out how big the space inside was.

Lai Wuhen feels like Blue Star here, except that there are no mountains and no water, only a stretch of grass beyond the horizon, and there is no aura in the space.

"It is estimated that there is a range of a hundred miles, and there is nothing special about the rest."

As if seeing the doubts on the faces of Lai Wuhen and Qianyao, Liu Xueqiu's voice echoed throughout the secret realm.

Qian Yao looked at Lai Wuhen, her heart was full of doubts, this kind of treasure was beyond her knowledge, and there seemed to be a secret between Lai Wuhen and Liu Xueqiu that she didn't know at all.

Lai Wuhen saw Qianyao's puzzled expression, but he didn't want to explain anything. He knew what was going on here, and he didn't need to find out, so he started to meditate on the spot.

Qianyao wanted to ask, but she didn't ask. Based on her experience with Lai Wuhen for so many years, if Lai Wuhen was willing to speak, she would definitely do so.

There are no more than one or two strange things about him, every one of them is enough to lead to a fatal disaster.

Qianyao knows this truth very well, maybe not letting her know, it can save her life at a critical moment.

Thinking of this, Qian Yao no longer struggled, and began to meditate.

These days, they have also seen the gap between themselves and the Nascent Soul stage monks, and there is no room for slack in this time.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

When the sluggish Gong Deyou also entered the secret realm of a scarf, Lai Wuhen was really taken aback.

His originally skinny body has completely turned into a skinny appearance, the vitality of his body is still dissipating, and his cultivation base has also dropped to the foundation building stage.

There is no half of the demeanor of the first monk of the Yaozu.

"Master." Lai Wuhen stepped forward to help Gong Deyou up.

Gong Deyou coughed several times in a row, and then said in a weak voice: "Wuhen, it is not in vain for Xueqiu to spend so much effort to rescue me to see you before dying."

"Brother Gongde, where is the arrogance of the number one cultivator of the monster clan?"

Before Lai Wuhen answered, Liu Xueqiu's words came.

Gong Deyou coughed again, as if another gust of wind would kill him.

His deep eyes had completely lost their light, and it was obvious that he had an expression on the verge of death.

"Wuhen, are you willing to inherit the inheritance of the Yaozu?" Gong Deyou ignored Liu Xueqiu's words at all, but looked at Lai Wuhen with a very serious expression.

"I don't want to." Lai Wuhen refused without thinking.

"What? Do you know that at least 3000 years of longevity, why do you all have this?"

As Gong Deyou spoke, it seemed that he was so angry that he coughed again.

It took a while before he said weakly: "Back then Xueqiu didn't want to, and now you don't want to either. Do you want to wait for the monster clan to be wiped out before you are willing to believe my old-fashioned words."

"Master, I want to pursue the Dao. I don't care about 3000 years of life at all, but you, Master, are so seriously injured. I don't know if there is a way to recover?" The friendship of the Yaozu.

In fact, when Gong Deyou was still a young monk, he was favored by the previous Yaozu inheritor, and he was accepted as a disciple and cultivated with all his heart.

And almost all the resources he got came from the Yaozu.

Among the inheritors of the monster clan, some wills will be passed on to the next inheritors. This is equivalent to tens of thousands of years of management before Abyss Island is as powerful as it is now.

That kind of mood is completely incomprehensible to Lai Wuhen.

"Da Dao? I dare not even think about it. Do you think you can overload me? Recover? I know my own situation. Even if my master is reborn, it is impossible to restore me to the peak state, unless there are ten Qianyuan jade For alchemy, the refining materials for that kind of elixir must be at least tens of thousands of years old, and there is no such thing in Wandaohai."

As Gong Deyou spoke, he also seemed very helpless.

There are many monks in Wandaohai, and there are constant wars. No matter how much the monks fight, it is just for the one-acre three-point land.

In the late Yuanying period, it seems that the Lihuashen period is just a step in the door, but there are many insurmountable difficulties in the middle.

As soon as Lai Wuhen raised his hand, a jade bottle was handed to Gong Deyou.

Gong Deyou subconsciously took over the divine sense and only swept it away, and a gleam of light appeared in his lacklustre eyes: "This is? This is? This is Qianyuan jade alchemy? How did you get it?"

The dignified number one monk of the monster race became incoherent.

Lai Wuhen didn't want to explain anything.

He wanted to repay the favor, but he was also moved by Gong Deyou's dedication to the race.

This person was about to die, but what he was thinking about was still the inheritance of the Yaozu.

Lai Wuhen didn't know what that inheritance meant, but he didn't dislike people with this kind of ecumenical spirit.

So he took it out without hesitation.

With trembling hands, Gong Deyou took out a Qianyuan jade alchemy and swallowed it.

His sluggish breath actually rose.

Lai Wuhen and Qian Yao hid aside, not intending to disturb him.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Gong Deyou's cultivation had returned to the golden core stage.

And his vitality, which had been dissipating before, also stabilized again.

A month later, the ten Qianyuan jade alchemy were all refined by Gongdeyou. Not only did his cultivation return to the peak state in the late Yuanying period, but there was even a faint sign of a breakthrough.

This made Gong Deyou's withered face full of endless smiles.

It's just that when he laughed, it seemed quite weird to Lai Wuhen.

"My boy, why don't you tell me the truth?" Gong Deyou returned to that unfathomable demeanor, which made Lai Wuhen's heart skip a beat.

"Master, you should be clear. I won't tell you. If you want to kill me or search for my soul, it's up to you."

Lai Wuhen had long expected that after Gong Deyou recovered his cultivation, he might press him for the source of the elixir, and even peek into some of his secrets.

He is betting, betting on the character of a person who has dedicated more than 2000 years to the Yaozu.

Bet on a kind old man who can stick to his heart, because for a moment, Lai Wuhen felt the gaze of his grandfather.

That is the love for the younger generation without any evil thoughts.

Fortunately, Lai Wuhen made the right bet.

"You boy, you are indeed the apprentice I fancy. Don't worry, I also came from a small monk. If I want to do it, I will do it when I was in the Abyss Pavilion, but you just don't want this monster inheritance. , I will also pass it on to you."