Immortal, save me!

The news of the emergence of the new secret realm spread like wildfire, and soon spread from the demon world to the immortal world and the human world. People excitedly flocked to the location of the secret realm.

The leader of the Tianyan Sect and others who were building a holy place for cultivation in a secret realm had already received the news and arrived at the secret realm before everyone else.

Even most of the disciples of Tianyan Sect had gone there, and for a moment the huge sect became much emptier and quieter.

On the contrary, the children of the immortal cultivation families are still practicing hard in Tianyan Sect, seemingly unmoved.

On the Divination Peak.

The tightly closed door was opened from the outside, and a man in red strode in and looked at the person in front of the case who was looking at him.

The silver hair has just started to grow, and the traces of time have shaped him, making him look old.

Wang Youyin's pupils shrank. He strode forward, grabbed Wen Junyao's shoulders, and asked, "What did you do?"

Wen Junyao looked at his reflection in his eyes and said with a smile, "You're back."

Wang Youyin increased the strength of his hands. Wen Junyao felt the pain, but his expression remained the same: "It's just divination."

Wang Youyin sneered: "What did you promise me before? Master, you didn't listen..."

"Master wants you to become an immortal, to live as long as the heaven and earth, to roam freely between heaven and earth, to see all the flowers and trees on the mountains, to see the vicissitudes of life, and to do everything you want to do."

Wen Junyao's voice sounded a little ethereal, as if he was imagining the scene after Wang Youyin became an immortal.

Wang Youyin was annoyed in his heart, but facing such a Wen Junyao, he could not get angry.

"And you? Where are you?"

There is no him in Master’s imagination.

Wen Junyao pointed at his heart and looked at him with calm and affectionate eyes.

"Wherever you are, there is Master, too."

Wang Youyin stared into his eyes, and after a while he sneered, "Master, you just can't learn your lesson."

Wen Junyao remained silent.

Wang Youyin leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Master's life is destined to be bound to that of my disciple. If I live, Master lives too. If I die, Master can't live alone."

Wen Junyao sighed inwardly. This stubborn brat had even learned to speak in a sarcastic way. He was already over a thousand years old. If his cultivation level did not improve, how long could he live?

But he is not even two hundred years old, his cultivation is far beyond his peers, and his bright life has just begun. Why must he hang himself on this old tree?

Wang Youyin threatened him sinisterly in his ear: "Master, do you understand?"

Wen Junyao couldn't get rid of him, so he could only agree with him and said, "I understand."

Wang Youyin narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, returning to his usual lazy look, but a storm was brewing in his dark eyes.

"Master said he wanted me to become an immortal?"

Wen Junyao nodded: "Yes."

To become an immortal, one must go against the will of heaven.

But he knew that his master had become what he was now not just for the sake of his becoming an immortal.

I heard that Master’s friend has come to Tianyan Sect, so I might as well kill him to prevent Master from being distracted.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Wang Youyin's eyes.

But Wen Junyao seemed to know what he was thinking and said bluntly: "You can't touch those two people."

Wang You raised the corner of his labia, and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, I won't touch them."

Wen Junyao was worried, but he also knew Brother Mo's strength and believed that nothing would happen.

Wang Youyin didn't know when a pill appeared between his fingers, and he raised his hand and stuffed it into Wen Junyao's mouth.

Wen Junyao swallowed it subconsciously and asked, "What is this?"

Wang Youyin hooked his neck and pulled him into his arms, saying in a calm voice: "A pill to prolong life."