If he is defeated so lightly, then he is not called Wutian.

Aside from the little girl, he sat by the lake, his luck healed, his essence melted all over his body, and the injured internal organs were quickly repaired.

An hour later, he got up and settled down, his parents' tracks could not be in a hurry, and the first task at present was to improve his cultivation.

"Shishi, come and help me mend the house. ”

The two of them were busy, but fortunately Wutian had done such a thing before, and the dilapidated thatched house was quickly repaired.

The sky gradually darkened, Chi Yanzi and Xiao Tian came back, the little guy was covered in wounds, according to the translation of Shishi, it was for the food of the three of them in the future, and they went to hunt in the depths.

Accompanied by Chi Yanzi, naturally it will not be as simple as hunting, the little guy is covered in bruises, his eyes are dim, obviously, there is a vicious fight.

Chi Yanzi threw down a book, told a few people not to run around, and left alone.

This is an introduction to the sect, as well as a map of the island, and the rules of the sect.

Wutian looked at the past one by one, it was nothing more than anything, he couldn't hurt his fellow disciples, colluded with outsiders, and so on.

"Huh, this is..."

His gaze was fixed on a certain place, which recorded an introduction to the Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a place to collect secret books and recipes, which is a forbidden place for the sect, guarded by a master, without the permission of the sect master, no one can enter without authorization, and those who violate the rules will be expelled from the sect.

There is another way, and that is to trade merit for opportunity.

The so-called merit refers to the contribution to the sect, or the killing of enemies, or the killing of demon beasts, etc., and the donation of loot and resources to the sect in exchange for merit.

When a disciple is promoted to a higher rank, merit is also required.

For example, to be promoted to an inner disciple, a registered disciple must not only obtain the top 50 rankings in the competition, but also have sufficient merit.

In the sect, merit is equal to currency, and it can be owned to buy items, exchange huàn materials, and so on.

Of course, when you go out of the sect, your merits are useless.

And to enter the Treasure Pavilion, in addition to getting the permission of the sect master, you can exchange a thousand merits for a chance to enter, but the time is limited, there is only one hour.

"Merit..."

Wutian frowned, he entered the Yan Sect to come for the secret book and the magic formula, but he didn't expect to need this thing, it seems that some of them will be busy in the future.

Merit is not that anything can be exchanged, but it must be appraised, useful, and valuable, and it will be redeemed.

"I don't know how much merit the Fire Demon Scorpion's teeth and how many thighs it can be exchanged for", Wutian began to regret that he didn't leave half of the Fire Demon Scorpion's body, if he had known that this was the case, he would not have killed the Sludge Beast.

The little one was lying on his stomach to heal his wounds, and the mustard seed bag on his paws caught his attention.

Wutian snatched it over, and with a movement of his mind, several huge demon beasts fell out, blood flowing, and the smell of blood was permeating.

"Why are they all grass donkeys, boars, don't know how to catch some good things?"

The little guy was upset, his paws waved, and he screamed.

Poetry translation: "The little thing said, these are just the food during this time, if the elder brother wants good materials, he can go to the depths to hunt, there are a lot of ancient relics in it, and its injuries are caused by fighting with an ancient relic."

"Is it strong?"

The little one gestured again.

"It said that the weakest ones in it are about the same as the Fire Demon Scorpion, and as for the strongest one, it doesn't know, and it hasn't tried it, so I asked you if you want to go with you tomorrow. ”

Wutian nodded, and if he wanted to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as much as possible, there was only this way.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Chi Yanzi came back.

He threw a mustard seed bag over and said, "This is your clothes, and there is a merit order, just drop blood to recognize the Lord." Also, if it's okay, don't go out and walk around often, practice well for the teacher, or go hunting in the depths of the Bibo Forest, and strive to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as soon as possible."

"Yes", there is no way to answer.

Chi Yanzi glanced at him, and his eyes became strange: "At a young age, there are a lot of treasures, give the ring and the left hand of the god to the teacher to study."

"This ......"

"What is this, will you want it for the teacher? It's just that you have nothing to do, and you encounter something left over from the ancients, and you're more curious, besides, your current strength has reached the Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm, and the left hand of the god is not of much use, and I will return it to you after studying it as a teacher, maybe there will be surprises." ”

Wutian is helpless, after all, he is a master, and it is always bad to refuse!

So, he took off the Heavenly God's left hand and the Sikong Battle Ring, handed it over, and asked, "Master, my current strength has reached the limit, where should I cultivate next?"

Hearing this, Chi Yanzi pondered.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "You can choose to refine your physical body, strengthen your defense, and before you break through the consummation period, you can withstand the attack of the power of the Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm without being injured, and you will be completely complete." Also, as a teacher, I would like to warn you, don't break through the Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm, if you enter the realm of perfection, even if you cultivate for the teacher to reach the heavens, you will not be able to protect you."

Wutian nodded, he knew that those who surpassed the Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm and entered the Perfection Realm were called the Heaven-Defying Ones, and they would be hunted down and killed by everyone in the continent, throughout the ages.

"Okay, your affairs, just handle it yourself, don't bother me if it's okay", Chi Yanzi said, turned around and walked into one of the thatched houses.

The little girl was dissatisfied: "The old grandfather is too irresponsible, he tricked us here, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't find a great method for Shishi to cultivate, it's too hateful."

Wutian smiled bitterly, who insisted on coming at the beginning, but now it's good, it's a rake, and blame others.

What's more, even if you are given the magic trick, you won't be able to cultivate.

He opened the mustard bag and took out a few pieces of clothing, the clothes on his body had not been changed for a long time, and they all had a sour smell.

Then, he looked at the three white tokens, the material was very special, he had never seen it before, it was very hard, and the back was engraved with three words 'Merit Order', but it was not carved with a pen or a weapon, but it was condensed by Jingyuan.

To be able to control Jingyuan so properly and not disperse for a long time, I am afraid that it is not the sect master or the master.

Biting his finger, a drop of blood fell, and the merit made a faint glow, and then, in Wutian's mind, a few words appeared.

Merit Order Belongs: Yan Yangzi.

Merit: Zero.

Giving the other two pieces to the little guy and Shishi respectively, he found three tokens again, these three pieces he had seen, exactly the same as the Vientiane Ling that Han Tian had shown him, used to transmit sound to the same door.

The same is the blood of the Lord.

Put away the Vientiane Order and threw the mustard seed bag to the little girl, she couldn't think about it, played with it curiously, and was amazed again and again.

Wutian walked to the lake, jumped and fell into the water, the cold cold air, swept in, but refreshed, all the troubles disappeared in an instant, and the body and mind were endless.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, and the bright moonlight spreads down, and the earth is wrapped in a layer of silver.

By the lake, a bonfire, hunting and burning, illuminates the place.

Above the fire, there is a wild boar, golden, crispy skin and tender meat, and the aroma is attractive!

"Brother Wu, your skills are good, the meat is tender and fragrant, catch up with Ming'er, I come every day", Han Tian devoured it, and his tongue almost bitten.

Wutian shook his head.

"Don't mind, I used to want to come, but the bad old man wouldn't let me, but now that you're here, he has no reason to drive me away", Han Tian said while gnawing on the big pork leg.

The little girl also ate very happily, her little mouth was full of grease stains, she glared at him viciously, and said, "Brother, don't promise him, he is a bad person."

"Quack", the little guy nodded in agreement, it is the master of the food, and he can't see the person who grabs the food with it.

"You have no conscience, I eat hard, eat hard. ”

After enjoying the meal and chatting for a while, Han Tian left.

The little girl was also sleepy, walked into the thatched house, and fell asleep, the little guy wanted to join in the fun, but was caught by Wutian and told the agreement with the beast god.

A man and a frog, looking at the moonlight, sighed with emotion, the road was extremely difficult, and he almost lost his life several times, and now he finally has a place to live.

"Loser, you say, will grandpa become a star? ”

"Quack", the little guy frog chirped, his narrow eyes, revealing confusion, and then nodded, which was considered comfort.

Time passed little by little, and finally arrived in the middle of the night.

Wutian got up and ran outside.

At night, everyone is basically rested, and the whole island is silent except for the moonlight, only sporadic lights.

After a while, Wutian came to the Beast God.

"Young man, you are very punctual, I like it very much. ”

Wutian arched his hand and said: "Senior, I don't know what happened when we were called in the middle of the night."

"It's worthy of being the person that Chi Yanzi likes, it's just refreshing", the beast god smiled: "Then I'll say it directly."

"The younger generation listened. ”

The beast god looked at the little guy and said, "This time I let you come, mainly for it, I want it to be the guardian beast god of the sect, our heir."

"En?" Wutian was stunned, this is the place where you act, aren't you doing well, what are you looking for an heir to do?

The beast god explained: "It's not a secret, we have lived for two thousand years, guarded the Yan Sect for more than 1,200 years, experienced countless bloody battles, and suffered terrible dark wounds in our bodies, but we couldn't find an heir who could succeed us for a long time, so we have been surviving in the world."

"Back then, we agreed with the Ethereal Spirit Son that after his death, we would do our best to protect the sect, and more than a thousand years have passed, and we have long been physically and mentally exhausted, and the dark injuries in our bodies are becoming more and more severe, and I am afraid that time is running out", the Beast Emperor said, it was a woman's voice.

"She is my wife, and she accompanies me to protect the Yan Sect. Alas, I dragged her down, and if I hadn't insisted on agreeing to Ethereal Spirit's request, I wouldn't have come to this point now," the beast god sighed.

Wutian said: "Isn't there an elixir that can heal your dark injuries and prolong your life?"

"It's late, our injuries have dragged on for too long, they have reached the point of no return, our vitality is almost exhausted, and when we come to the end, even if there is a miracle cure, at most we can only live a little longer, and the result is still the same. ”

The Beast God paused and continued: "Originally, we had given up looking for an heir and were going to explain a word to Yan Yangzi, but I didn't expect that today he brought back the Swallowing Yuan Frog, and we finally saw hope. Young people, please grant our request".

Wutian is silent.

He can't make the decision on this matter, it depends on the will of the little one.

The little guy flapped his head, couldn't make up his mind, and then stared at him, which means, what you say, do what you say.

Wutian felt a headache, he didn't plan to stay in Yanzong for the rest of his life, this was just a transitional period, and he would have to find his parents in the future, and he would inevitably leave.

However, for the sake of a promise, the Beast God and the Beast Emperor would rather give up treating his injuries, but also stay in the sect and never leave a step, which is really admirable.

He was hesitant.