Fantasy: Apprenticeship returns ten thousand times the cultivation base

Countless monks flew in the direction of the ancient forbidden land, and the relics of the saints were about to come out!

All the disciples of the Wuya Sect breathed a sigh of relief. Since the relics of the saints were about to emerge, the monks in the central region would definitely not leave the relics of the saints and come to seek revenge on them.

"I'm staying in the Boundless Sect, you hurry to the ancient forbidden land!"

Looking in the direction of the ancient forbidden land, Zidong said.

Regarding Lu Yu's strength, he is still very confident. Just now, Lu Yu didn't need to use the dragon's remains, and he was comparable to the supernatural monk.

If he took out the remains of the giant dragon, not many people in Tianyuan Continent were his opponents.

It's just that Lu Yu didn't agree.

Zi Donglai suddenly remembered that Lu Yu had been asking about the origin of the whip before, but he didn't care about the saint's relics at all.

Thinking of this, he said:
"The magic whip should be something from ancient times, and there are very likely records about ancient times in the saint's ruins."

"Are you sure you don't want to take a look?"

In fact, it's not that Lu Yu hasn't thought about this question, but he can ask people about these things later, or even go to the ruins after everyone has left. There is no need to go there at this time.

It's just that Zi Donglai had already talked to this point, and he didn't want to continue to shirk, so he nodded and agreed.

After that, he didn't stay any longer, left the main hall, and returned to the top of the sky.

He called three apprentices and released the sky boat.

"Now we go to the ancient forbidden land."

The three apprentices are very strange, because the master once said that he would not go to the saint's ruins to join in the fun, but now he has changed his mind.

Of course, they didn't ask too much, since the master has made a decision, then there must be his reasons.

And they are still looking forward to witnessing the birth of the saint's relic.

So the master and apprentice got on the sky boat and galloped away in the direction of the ancient forbidden land.

Along the way, many monks were rushing towards the ancient forbidden area, and there were even monks below the Golden Core Realm.

At this, Lu Yu shook his head.

The ancient forbidden land is a very dangerous place, not to mention the relics of saints who were born in this world. They don't even have the ability to protect themselves if they don't reach the golden core level.

Those monks were blinded by chance, and they didn't even know that they were stepping into death.

Looking back at the ancient forbidden land, Lu Yu led three apprentices down from the Tianzhou.

The real Chidiqianli!
The outskirts of the ancient forbidden land had turned into a barren land where not a single blade of grass could grow. Because of the erosion of the demonic energy, all living beings were devastated.

In fact, when he came here, Lu Yu had already discovered that as he got closer to the ancient forbidden land, the devilish energy became stronger.

When he was thousands of miles away from the ancient forbidden land, he was already running his true energy to resist the devil energy.

When they came to the edge of the ancient forbidden area, those monks below the golden core had to stop and even leave this place as soon as possible.

Otherwise, being eroded by the devil energy will not only greatly reduce the cultivation base, but may also endanger life.

"This is a treasure land for demon cultivators!"

Lu Yu's face was serious, but he continued to move forward with his three apprentices.

Along the way, the corpses of animals and monsters kept appearing, and even the corpses of monks were not uncommon.

It seems that when the relics of the saints were born, they had no time to escape, and they were swept away by the devilish energy, and fell to the spot in an instant.

Soon, Lu Yu saw tens of thousands of monks staying in front.

And in front of the monks, was the desolate red soil, as red as blood!

wrong!

That was blood, because the strong smell of blood came to the nostrils.

How many years have passed, and the taste of blood is still not obliterated!
Could it be that the blood of saints is sprinkled on this land?
The arrival of Lu Yu's master and apprentice attracted the attention of many people. Xia Jian from the Mysterious Ruyi Gate walked over directly and said to Lu Yu:
"This is a burial site for a saint of magic cultivators. There will be no chance at all, only endless murderous opportunities!"

Could it be that everyone looked disappointed, but it turned out to be nothing but joy.

Lu Yu was normal, because he didn't come here for the so-called chance.

It was his three apprentices who couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on their faces.

Their master possesses the remains of a giant dragon, and if they have the chance, they will definitely be the most favorable competitors.

"You are Lu Yu from the Southern Region?"

Someone came over with a bad tone.

It seemed that he wanted to vent his frustration on Lu Yu.

Lu Yu looked at the other party calmly, but he didn't know him. He presumably was a monk from the Central Territory. After all, few people in the Southern Territory dared to speak to him like this.

And the people in the other three domains have no problem with him.

Sure enough, the other party quickly continued.

"I am the headmaster of Xuanfeng Sect in the Central Region, Du Lin!"

"You took the treasure from our Central Territory, when will you return it? Also, if you killed our disciple of the Xuanfeng Sect, you have to do the math!"

Lu Yu knew that Xuanfengmen was one of the twelve major forces in the central region.

According to Du Lin, the monk who provoked before Wu Yazong and was killed by himself was a disciple of Xuanfengmen.

"There is also the Supreme Elder whom I killed with blood, I want you to pay back your blood!"

As soon as Du Lin's words fell, a person walked over in the air and spoke at the same time.

Xueshamen is also one of the twelve major forces in the Central Territory.

From this point of view, the monks who provoked the Wuya Sect before should all be disciples of the twelve major powers in the Central Territory.

It's no wonder that the other party ignored Wu Yazong and arrogantly asked Lu Yu to hand over the dragon's remains.

As a cultivator with supernatural powers and a cultivator with perfect life spring made their voices, all the surrounding cultivators turned their attention to Lu Yu and the others.

There is no saint relic to fight for, and it seems that there is no need for everyone to stay strong.

"Headmaster Xia, please take a look at the three disciples for me!"

Lu Yu sent the three disciples to Xia Nian's side, and then faced the two monks alone.

"Since it is a treasure of the Central Territory, how could it be possible for us to lose Qingyun Temple?"

A Taoist priest with a whisk came over.

"And my Purple Cloud Holy Land..."

"And I……"

"..."

The monks who thought they had the strength to compete for the remains of the dragon in the central region all walked towards Lu Yu, and within a short while, more than 30 people surrounded Lu Yu.

Many of them made no secret of the greed in their eyes.

"There are so many of you, don't you feel ashamed to target one person?"

A monk dressed as a scholar suddenly stepped out and spoke for Lu Yu.

"Who are you, to take care of our Zhongyu affairs?"

Du Lin asked with a cold face.

"A disciple of the Confucian Garden in the Eastern Region, Zhang Tiansheng!"

The scholar cupped his hands and said, with a dignified look on his face, even though so many monks were staring at him with hostility, he didn't show any expression of fear.

Confucianism Garden is also a top sect in the Eastern Region, especially the awe-inspiring zhenqi they cultivate is extremely powerful.

It's just that the Confucian Garden is only a sect after all, so how can it fight against the entire Central Territory, not to mention that Zhang Tiansheng cannot represent the Confucian Garden.

No, a supernatural monk shouted sharply:
"Natural, don't return!"