After traveling through time, my blood became a panacea

Sikong Hongyu didn't care. He took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "Have you heard of Taoist Wuju?"

Xu Feng frowned.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you are not from this continent." Sikong Hongyu suddenly seemed to have an epiphany. Xu Feng's face changed slightly, but this was not a big secret. He did not hide it from Qi Lin at the beginning, because he had thought about the scene like today.

Sikong Hongyu did not keep the suspense any longer and slowly told the story of this Taoist priest without restraint.

This Taoist Wujiu was also quite famous in the entire Western Region. He was a figure from more than a thousand years ago. When he was young, he joined a not-so-small sect to practice cultivation. His starting point was not low. At that time, his master had achieved success in the sect and opened up a peak on his own and became the master of the peak.

During the sect's recruitment ceremony, the new peak master accepted six disciples at once. Among them, Taoist Wu Ju was the youngest, so he was ranked last.

The new peak master, who had just become a teacher, had high expectations for his six disciples. In addition, he himself had already reached the third level of the Earthly Gang Realm, and he felt that without a great opportunity, it would be difficult for him to make further progress in this lifetime. Therefore, apart from the necessary time for practice, most of his energy was used to cultivate his disciples.

At first, Taoist Wu Ju had a very good life in the sect. His six fellow disciples were all no more than ten years old. Since he was the youngest, the five brothers would take care of him more or less on a daily basis, and the master was also more tolerant of him than others.

But as their cultivation progressed, the time they spent together on weekdays decreased significantly, and the gap between them gradually widened. They had obviously started to cultivate together, and his five senior brothers basically did not need the master to worry too much, but Wujiu Daoist's cultivation speed was slightly inferior to that of ordinary people.

You know, when the new peak master was selecting disciples, his priority was on cultivation talent. Taoist Wu Ju's progress in cultivation really surprised him, and he once thought he had made a mistake.

However, since he was the youngest disciple after all, the new peak master still focused on guiding this little disciple in private, but the situation did not improve.

As time went by, Wujiu Daoist's five senior brothers left Wujiu Daoist's junior brother far behind. When he was still struggling at the third level of the Human Yuan Realm, his senior brothers had either reached the fifth level or the sixth level, and some had even begun to try to break through to the seventh level.

The huge gap in realm made Taoist Wujiu feel inferior, and the attitudes of his senior brothers and master also gradually changed.

The master no longer inquired about his progress in cultivation, nor did he ask him if he had any confusion in cultivation. The five senior brothers gradually distanced themselves from him and looked down on him. In private conversations, they even suspected that he had used some method to temporarily improve his talent during the sect entrance examination that year, and that he had relied on cheating to enter the sect and was then selected by the master.

From being cared for and favored by everyone to being ignored, alienated, and even slandered, the young Wujiu Taoist's spiritual heart almost collapsed, and his cultivation progress became increasingly slow. His master also gradually lost hope in him and no longer had any expectations of him.

Afterwards, the five brothers left the sect to gain experience together, while the master chose to go into seclusion during this period, and he could only guard the mountain alone.

It was not until more than ten years after joining the sect that Wujiu Daoren reached the fifth level of the human element realm and was able to go out for training. However, at that time, his five senior brothers were at least at the peak of the seventh level of the human element realm, and the places where they trained were naturally very different. In addition, their relationship had become distant over the years, so Wujiu Daoren could only go out for training with disciples from other peaks of the sect.

Another three years passed like this, and Taoist Wu Ju's cultivation reached the sixth level of the Human Yuan Realm. Then bad news arrived: his fourth senior brother was killed in a secret trial while competing with disciples from other sects for cultivation resources.

From then on, Wujiu Daoist's legendary journey officially began. His talent for cultivation was still poor, and his comprehension was average, but his luck was incredible.

They both entered the ruins to search for treasure. If their companions got there first, they would trigger the restriction and suffer heavy casualties. He fell behind at the end and was unharmed, and finally obtained the most valuable treasure in the ruins.

But next time, if someone shrinks back and he takes the lead, all the mechanisms and traps will become ineffective due to the passage of time, and he will be able to move smoothly and be teleported into the core area of ​​the ancient ruins, and take away the most precious things.

He went into the mountains and valleys to hunt exotic beasts. While others were cautious and trembling with fear, and were frequently harassed by various crises, he took advantage of the situation and captured two exotic beast leaders who had fought a fierce battle for the territory, and returned home with a full load.

When you ask someone to refine elixirs or magic weapons, the alchemists and weapon refiners will be assisted by God, and they will always produce fine and top-quality products, which even the people who refine for them will envy.

In short, Wujiu Daoist suddenly opened up his koi physique, and his good luck continued. Even if someone was jealous and wanted to kill people secretly to steal the treasure, the result would be either accidental exposure or suffering the consequences, and being killed and stolen by others before they could do anything. He was able to escape danger time and time again.

On the other hand, his five senior brothers, except for his fourth senior brother who was killed in the secret realm while trying to seize the treasure, the others also suffered accidents one after another. The third senior brother was jealous of the geniuses of other sects because of a woman, and went to the arena to fight with others. As a result, his foundation was destroyed, and his cultivation never improved at all in his life.

When the fifth brother was out training, he had a grudge with a powerful poison cultivator. As a result, he was ambushed and poisoned. His appearance changed drastically. He became hunched over and his face was full of wrinkles, like an old man who was about to die. Because of the delay, the poisoning was already deep, and the sect masters and his master were powerless to save him. Since then, he has stayed indoors and has not seen anyone.

The eldest brother made great progress all the way, making full preparations to overcome the tribulation, trying to break through to the Earthly Realm in one fell swoop. Even his master was very optimistic about him and personally protected him. As a result, he encountered a very rare variant of the heavenly tribulation, which increased its power several times. Although his master fought to the death to protect him and saved his life, he became a living dead from then on, and whether he could wake up depended on fate.

The second senior brother, who was the only one left, watched his senior and junior brothers suffer accidents one after another. His Taoism was clouded and his inner demons grew. He gave up practicing Taoism and abandoned himself, thinking that he would be the next one. No matter how his master tried to persuade him, it was of no use.

In the short seven or eight years after Taoist Wujiu left the sect, the five major disciples under the tutelage of the new peak master, the disciples whom he had poured his heart and soul into and placed high hopes on, died one after another, became disabled or useless, and there was no one to succeed them.

As for these, except for the fact that his fourth senior brother was killed in the secret realm at the beginning, Wujiu Daoist did not know the rest of the news. Since his luck turned, his cultivation path became smoother and smoother. With the huge resources as a backing, his cultivation progress was rapid. In just over ten years, he reached the peak of the ninth level of the human realm and was ready to be promoted to the earthly realm.

Generally speaking, when a sect disciple reaches this point, he will definitely return to the sect and ask his master or the sect elders to protect him. In this way, even if he fails to advance, he will not have a problem saving his life. The power of the heavenly tribulation is no joke. Only those independent cultivators or cultivators from small cultivation families will risk their lives to break through. It is not that they are willing to fight to the death and leave no way out, but it is a helpless act.

However, the different treatment that Wujiu Daoist had experienced in the sect when he was young had already had an irreversible impact on his mind. He had no sense of belonging to the sect, and he turned his love for his master and five senior brothers into hatred. Since he went out to train, he has never returned to the sect.

Not only did he never go back, he also never sent a single letter back to the sect. His master and fellow brothers never asked about his whereabouts outside, as if they didn't exist.

Taoist Wujiu returned to the sect after he was promoted to the Earthly Realm. When he appeared in front of his master again after many years, the master was shocked to find that this youngest disciple, who was not favored by him, abandoned by him, and even forgotten by him, had now surpassed his five senior brothers and had the last laugh.

However, he was still very pleased with the return of this little disciple. He had originally planned to recruit new disciples and train them again, but he did not expect to have such a pleasant surprise. However, what he never expected was that Wuju Taoist came back to end the cause and effect with him. The position of the future peak master of the sect had no appeal to him at all.

As the saying goes on Blue Star, the shadow of childhood needs a lifetime to heal. Many times, Wujiu Daoren watched his five brothers go out together to train and then come back again. He could only hide in the dark and watch with envy.

Watching them chatting and laughing, talking about each other's gains and interesting stories, and exchanging their cultivation experiences, he wished he could be one of them.

How many times, after his fellow apprentices went out, he was left alone guarding a peak, wishing in his heart that the master who once favored him could come out of seclusion once in a while and look at him again. Even if he only said a word of concern, he would be satisfied.

However, everything was ultimately a delusion. He was like an outsider, a transparent person, and all he was left with was indifference and indifference. Even if he really couldn't stand the alienation and indifference, and mustered up the courage to cautiously approach and talk to them, what he got in response was just more blatant neglect, perfunctory, impatience, and contempt. Their contemptuous, superior eyes, like thousands of sharp blades, pierced his heart into thousands of holes.

This is how Wujiu Daoist spent his teenage years. He finally gave up all his illusions and hated his master and fellow apprentices equally. It was not because of their indifference and contempt, but because they had made him gain, but then made him lose again, pushing him into a deeper abyss.

That day, Wujiu Daoist complained to his master in public about the years of grief he had buried deep in his heart, and he shouted until he was hoarse. Then, he directly announced that he would sever the master-disciple relationship with him! It was also at that time that he abandoned his original name and changed it to Wujiu Daoist, which means free from restraints, without worries, and no longer bound by any worldly emotions.

Without any shackles, there will be no more disappointment or hurt!!

But he was also tough. After all, the sect had done him a favor and his master had introduced him to the art of cultivation. Therefore, he took out 30,000 spirit stones and some magic weapons and elixirs, and repaid the sect's expenditure on him dozens or hundreds of times.

With such wealth and power, and such a betrayal of his master and ancestors, there were people in the sect who wanted to take action against him and capture him. However, since Wuju Daoist dared to come, he was already prepared to deal with all unexpected events. In the end, he escaped with a magic talisman, severing the cause and effect, and has been free and unrestrained in the world ever since.

Wujiu Daoist's ultimate achievement, like his master, was at the third level of the Earthly Realm. He relied on his luck, and even as a casual cultivator, he never lacked resources for cultivation. However, the defects of the state of mind can only be made up by oneself, and external things can only have a limited effect.

He also knew that his obsession was too deep and it was difficult to turn back, otherwise he would not have been unable to control himself and complained to his master about his years of sadness. That was not originally in his plan.

If he was not satisfied and tried to force a breakthrough to the fourth level of the Earthly Realm, he would probably be courting death. Therefore, in the long years that followed, Taoist Wujiu no longer demanded to improve his cultivation, but instead explored dangerous places everywhere. His luck, which seemed to be blessed by heaven, allowed him to reap a lot every time.

He himself consumed very little energy, because he did not need to break through to a higher realm. He was like a miser, guarding the treasures he had "worked hard" to obtain.

Taoist Wujiu, with his own efforts, accumulated wealth comparable to that of a small sect. Until he was convicted of possessing a treasure, he was gradually targeted by some powerful people from large sects. After escaping death several times, he disappeared and gradually faded out of the cultivation world.

It was not until he was about to die that he reappeared in front of the world. He openly declared that he would soon die and was looking for a successor to whom he would leave everything.

A map and five key fragments. Once you have found them all, you can use the map to find the place where he passed away. Use the pieced-together key fragments to open the door. If you pass the tests he set, you can get everything from him.

"So, the great opportunity you are talking about is the place where this Taoist Wuju sat in meditation?" Xu Feng asked.

"That's right." Sikong Hongyu replied.

"Then what are you still missing? A map or key fragments? What can I do?" Xu Feng continued to ask.

"The map and key fragments have already fallen into my hands, and the door has been opened by me long ago." Sikong Hongyu said shockingly.

"What?" Xu Feng was startled. He looked at Sikong Hongyu in disbelief. She actually found the opportunity left by a person who lived thousands of years ago. This woman was really extraordinary.

"So what else do you need my assistance with?"

"The problem lies in the test of Wujiu Taoist." Sikong Hongyu explained. "This person's test is not about strength, nor about cultivation talent and understanding. What he wants is that the other party is like him, with good fortune. That is the successor he wants in his heart. So his test is simple, it is a maze, and you need to go through ten levels in a row to pass.

In the first level, you have two roads to choose from. If you choose the right one, you will enter the second level. In the second level, you have three roads to choose from. If you choose the right one, you will enter the third level. Then you have four roads to choose from, and so on. Until the final tenth level, you have eleven roads to choose from. "

Sikong Hongyu paused, and then continued: "Each level is similar, there is no trace to find, it all depends on luck. And there is a time limit, you have to pass all ten levels at once."

"Then, what will happen if you make the wrong choice?" Xu Feng asked after pondering for a moment.