Su Bian Cultivation World

God is sorry, Jiaotu is not dead.

It's just that when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the Jiaotu sea area.

Those breaths, positions, and even the concentration of seawater that he has been familiar with for many years have all disappeared now, and the tools that he has personally ground one by one for many years are gone.

When he woke up, he was in a quiet and elegant wing room, most of his spiritual consciousness and aura were blocked, and there were guards guarding the door, obviously he was under house arrest.

Jiaotu: "..."

Xuanwu really took a lot of trouble.

Why seal his spiritual energy, as long as you send a few random people to sit and chatter at the gate of his yard, Jiaotu will never go anywhere.

But no matter what, he was still alive.

Perhaps at the dying moment of killing Jiaotu, Xuanwu suddenly felt blessed and realized that if the puppet lost a part, he would really have nothing to do with it, so he raised his hand and let Jiaotu go.

Of course, he would not let Jiao Tu continue to stay in Jiao Tuhai, otherwise, if something happened to that human puppet, would Xuanwu come to the door in person?joke.

He directly brought Jiaotu to the Xuanwu world.

Being of the same species, Xuanwu didn't treat Jiaotu harshly, he had three meals a day, and the room furnishings were not uncomfortable.Jiaotu also left a lot of paper and pens in the room so that he could hand out a note and ask the people outside the door for the tools he needed.

But when Jiaotu had just displayed a list of tools, and before he handed it over, he had a visitor come to his door first.

The person who came was a young man with a calm temperament, his face was as delicate and white as suet jade.When he came to the door, he kept the etiquette of being a guest, and after drinking a cup of tea with the taciturn Jiaotu, he took the initiative to break the silence.

"May I ask who are you?"

Jiaotu didn't even raise his eyes, and concentrated on studying the teacup pattern.

The young man patiently repeated the question twice, and after getting no answer, he finally realized it spontaneously.

"I'm sorry, it turned out to be Master Jiaotu."

Jiaotu began to circle his fingers to measure the radius of the teacup lid.

"Master Xuanwu, why did Master Jiaotu come here? Is it for a small matter about the human race?"

Jiaotu concentrated on taking out the tea leaves from the bottom of the cup, spread them on the table to dry, and prepared to pick out the thinnest tea stalk for later use.

He secretly encouraged himself in his heart: no one talks to me, no one talks to me...

The quiet young man suddenly understood: "It turns out that Master Xuanwu has already started to act."

He kindly added some tea for Jiaotu, and asked softly, "I don't know how Master Xuanwu's ally, Master Taotie, is doing?"

I don't know where this young man was born with a pair of sharp eyes that can read expressions. Even if Jiaotu didn't answer him or write a word to him, he could ask and answer himself smoothly.

"Oh, Master Taotie has already started to trouble the Three Thousand Worlds. This is also expected."

Jiaotu: "..."

In the end, the young man asked and answered a bunch of questions—God knows how he got the answers—put down a box of tea leaves as a present for Jiaotu, and finally left contented.

Before leaving, Jiaotu finally overcame his fear of communicating with outsiders, wrote a few words on the table with tea out of curiosity, and asked about the young man's identity.

——You know, Jiaotu is very unbalanced in his heart, after all, the other party has almost given up on Jiaotu.

The young man smiled slightly, the smile was like a fleeting image, it lightly touched his eyebrows and then faded away, suddenly like an illusion produced by a momentary dazzle.

"I'm playing Dong Shuangyu, a chess boy." The young man replied in a soft voice, "I usually focus on chess, but I don't know much about it, so I came here to talk to adults."

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Xuanwu's illiteracy is not without its benefits. At least he, a layman who knows nothing about mechanical puppets, didn't realize that Jiaotu was fooling him casually.

As for Jiaotu, who dare not even speak to people face to face, to have the guts to cheat him with a second-hand puppet, while he is doing his best to develop something to save the field, Xuanwu even thought Never thought about it.

It can also be regarded as the place where blessings and misfortunes depend on, and where misfortunes and blessings come.

The same principle is also applicable in today's Three Thousand Worlds.

For example, Xuanwu didn't personally invade other worlds because he was distracted from studying the human puppet.

But he sent a large number of men to ignite the flames of war, and, in the three thousand worlds, monster races often defected.

——This bad debt is actually simple to say, after all, the relationship between humans and monsters is not monolithic.Many monsters treat humans like food, and human monks treat monsters like walking materials.

It's just that the number of human monks is the majority, and the individual strength of the monster race is strong. Therefore, although the two parties have had a lot of friction in the past thousands of years, they have not caused any major incidents.

But it's different now.

Regarding the blueprint of the world he built, Xuanwu did not hide it.The Xuanwu world used to be extremely mysterious and closed, but after he spread the flames of war to the thirteen worlds, the situation was different.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and the new order of the thirteen worlds is seeping out bit by bit through the rumors. The idea of ​​turning the monster clan that has been suppressed for many years into a king really touched the hearts of many monsters. .

What's more, Xuanwu still hangs the biggest bait on their heads - he wants to establish a new nine clans.

Ordinary monster clans can't tell the difference between monster clans and alien beasts, they only know that the strength of the nine clans is due to the source of Dao.If so, wouldn't they also...

Daydreaming about going to Misato seems to be not only the inferiority of the human family.

The rebellion was like smoke, and in this short month, it broke out in the three thousand worlds every now and then.

If it weren't for the Vermillion Bird Realm where Han Qianling gathers the most monster races, a quarter of the world might just occupy the mountain as king, willing to run away with Xuanwu.

But even so, the situation is not optimistic.

In particular, the forces of Xuanwu were not willing to stop within the scope of the thirteen worlds. They came back in chaos and ignited the flames of war across the border.

Overnight, four more worlds fell.

Faced with such a strong offensive, the cultivation world also has some complaints about it.

For example, one of the questions is doubted by a few people who know the current situation: once the cannon is fired, ten thousand taels of gold.Xuanwu has the confidence to fight such an unscrupulous war of attrition, obviously because of his extremely rich wealth reserves.

But he... where did he get so much money?

You know, even if Xuanwu adopts a carpet-style massacre method for the captured world, he basically didn't leave any human life in the early stage, and it's frantic to eat all the households, but compared to what he has to do, the accounts are still right. superior.

Either he has been collecting wealth for this matter in the past thousands of years, or someone is paying him.

……

You Su never expected that he was almost knocked out and taken away in the bedroom, but it was the elders whom he regarded as his relatives who shot him.

"Mr. Wu, you..." You Su struggled to change his expression a few times, but he still didn't utter any evil words.

The whole body of the man opposite him was covered in a black robe, except for a silver mask on his face. There was no opening in the mask, so his eyes were not exposed.

For the first time, You Su realized that he had never seen Mr. Wu's face.

Mr. Wu's voice was still muffled, coming from under the gilded silver iron mask.He whispered: "Young master, I take you away under the order of the ancestor."

You Su's lips were tightly pursed, and the person who was always as gentle and temperless as jade had a serious face, but he also had a bit of stubborn prestige.

"Mr. Wu can't tell me where he wants me to go, but must he knock me out?"

Perhaps because he felt that this matter could not be concealed now, Mr. Wu thought about it and confessed: "My lord, we are going to Xuanwu Realm."

Putting these words in the current situation, it is too earth-shattering.You Su's eyes widened and he unconsciously took a step back. The communication content of the Three Thousand Worlds these days flashed through his mind quickly.

He is just gentle and kind-hearted by nature, and he doesn't like to make things difficult for others, so he is not stupid.

He knows how rich Youjia's family is, so even though everyone in the comprehension world is saying that Youjia will destroy the family to relieve difficulties and mobilize all forces for the Three Thousand Worlds counterattack, he also knows that it is far from that.

However, the accounts that Youjia opened the treasury are real.

Obviously, it was You who made a fool of himself, and the two sides leaned against each other.

"So, it's Youjia, you guys are giving Xuanwu..." You Su's hands were trembling slightly, "What are you taking me to the Xuanwu world for? Xuanwu still needs hostages, right?"

Perhaps it was You Su's psychological effect, but he could actually see a bit of regret from Mr. Wu's flat silver mask.

"Young master," Mr. Wu subconsciously used the name You Su called him when he was young, "You misunderstood, the Xuanwu world is the safest place."

"Even if you really want to protect me, and now the three thousand worlds are suffering, don't you say that you have internal and external enemies, do you still want me to surrender without a fight?"

You Su bit his lower lip tightly, and there was a glint of water in his eyes: "'A gentleman is not arrogant, Zhou is not compared, he is virtuous and metaphorical, so that the world can benefit both'——Didn’t you teach like this since you were young? mine!"

Mr. Wu's attitude towards this was quite indifferent, his voice came out through the mask, with a mechanical sound.

"Young master, things in the world are not accomplished by a gentleman, most of them are done by fist."

Seeing the anger on You Su's face, Mr. Wu quickly added after a short pause: "The power of Xuanwu is rare in the world, and the ancestor has already been injured."

At the moment when You Su's eyes were full of shock and shake, Mr. Wu approached You Su silently, raised his hand and hit him on the back of the neck, and muttered: "Young master, the ancestor didn't want to... "

His attack was supposed to be solid, but it was the same as the first attack, and was blocked by You Su with a fan at a critical moment.

Mr. Wu didn't want to hurt You Su, so the strength and speed of knocking him out were extremely gentle.Normally, You Su couldn't dodge such an attack, but now it's different.

After much deliberation, You Su's current reaction speed should be that Luo Jiujiang, the young master of the spirit snake, meddled in his own business before leaving, so he came here to distract him and teach You Su a few lessons.

Mr. Wu's eyes behind the silver mask were slightly sunken. Before he could apply more force, he heard the young man on the opposite side grit his teeth and ask, "Mr. Wu, when did the ancestor get injured?"

"three years ago."

"That is, before this war, you have already!"

"...Yes." After a pause, Mr. Wu still persuaded him in a low voice, "The ancestor said that the power of Xuanwu is unrivaled in the world, and its ability is unpredictable. Young master, think about it for yourself. I am a Mahayana monk myself, if I have the slightest chance..."

The property accumulated by You Huazhi in half a life is more than half of the cultivation world, and he himself is not a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.If it wasn't for facing Xuanwu as high as looking up to Mount Tai, why would he destroy the city wall and invest his family fortune in this matter.

Youjia's family has a big business, so it's a big burden, so facing the threat of Xuanwu personally coming to the door, they have nowhere to go.

"Young master," Mr. Wu sighed tiredly for the first time, "you can go with me. I will still protect you personally in the Xuanwu world, so nothing will happen to you."

You Su looked at him stubbornly, with a complex and unspeakable expression.

He has been brought up here for many years, so even if he is in a hurry now, he doesn't have the habit of throwing things out, he just clenched his fists and thumped the table resentfully.

"You have a thousand reasons for embarrassment, and 1 excuses for excuses... But the truth in the world is not like this!"

You Su said this with red eyes, and then threw a painting scroll on the ground without stopping.The moment the scroll unfolded, a boy in black jumped out of the ground in the blink of an eye.

The black-clothed boy held a pitch-black knife in his hand.

"Brother Luo, help me!" You Su muffled.