Xiao Wu and Gongsun Ting returned to the ground together, and they were stunned. Although he had already coaxed once, when he saw the Dapeng bird, he was coaxed into a pile again.

Gongsun Ting raised her hand and took out the communication talisman, and after repeated transmissions, she said to Xiao Wu, "My father asked me to invite you to leave the Tibetan Sect!" When he said it, he especially said the word "please" very seriously.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, what's the matter? Your father also thinks I'm that apprentice? The key is who is it?

Xiao Wu sent a message to Bai Feng, "Then who is who?"

Bai Feng replied, "I don't know. ”

Xiao Wu looked at Bai Feng, obviously not like telling the truth. I had to ask again, "Who is Gongsun Ting's father?"

Bai Feng had a definite answer this time, "Before Gongsun, now it should be the Great Elder of the Tibetan Sect." ”

Is this so powerful? This is a second-generation cultivator!

Gongsun Ting looked at everyone, "Edgeworth returns to the Song Capital." ”

After that, he jumped on the back of the Dapeng bird. Several people also threw out their flying swords, Qingyu lifted Yang Yan in his hand, and the cultivator pulled Bai Feng to the sword light...... Xiao Wu looked at everyone...... Everyone looked at Xiao Wu, their eyes full of incomprehension.

Xiao Wu's eyes wrote, "Why didn't anyone take me?"

Everyone's eyes read, "You foundation monk actually don't know how to resist the sword?"

"......" Xiao Wu read the eyes of others, a little ashamed. It's not that I don't know how to fight swords, I don't have flying swords.

At this time, the sky threw down a pale green match, and it was Gongsun Ting who threw out a green streamer, bundled Xiao Wu, and pulled it onto Peng Bird's back, glanced at Xiao Wu indifferently, and without saying a word, Dapeng Bird flew away like lightning.

"! so fast!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, and hurriedly hugged the bird's neck.

"Alas!" Then Xiao Wu was stepped on his back, Gongsun Ting's shoes must be magic weapons, otherwise wearing the Taizu Golden Immortal Armor, he would not be so unavoidable to step on it. This is Xiao Wu's feeling.

All the way was galloping, and the Dapeng Bird had to stop from time to time and wait for the sword light of several foundation building monks. Peng Bird hovered above Xiao Mansion for a long time, and the sword light of the monks could catch up.

This is the scene where Xiao Wu returned to his yard, although he returned home safely, there was blood and tears.

Xiao Wu sat quietly for a long time, and then took out two storage bags from his arms with some joy. He wants to carefully count his gains, this time he worked hard, not only entered the foundation building period, but also gained a lot.

Lu Yunshen is already dead, and the imprint on the storage bag has naturally dispersed. Xiao Wu's spiritual power probed in, but he exclaimed, "Rich man!"

Xiao Wu woke up the old man again, and the two of them counted Lu Yunshen's storage bag together, there were a lot of healing medicines, and there were not many medicines to strengthen cultivation, but the harvest of the pills had already exceeded the time when they looted the worship hall.

Looking at the spirit stone again, it is even more eye-catching, there are no less than 100 medium-grade spirit stones, Xiao Wu counted them carefully, 124 medium-grade spirit stones, and 55 low-grade spirit stones.

There is also a piece of metal lump in the storage bag, the old man said that it is a good thing, called gold essence, which is a naturally formed gold essence, which is a good material for refining flying swords in the future. There were also some other refining materials collected by Lu Yunshen, but they were not as valuable as natural gold essence. Thinking about it, this Lu Yunshen should be the one who knows how to refine weapons.

Among them, there was also a magic weapon that looked like an iron pot with a base, the old man said that it was a refining furnace for refining, Xiao Wu looked up and down, and didn't understand what the principle was, so he had to throw it back.

Then, in the storage bag, he saw two magic weapons, one high-level, which was an iron rod-like magic weapon, and I didn't know what it did, Xiao Wu took it out and put it in his storage bag. There was also a mid-level magic weapon, but when Xiao Wu looked closely, he found that it was a box of 108 gold needles.

Xiao Wu simply manipulated it, and found that this iron rod was castrated and fierce, and it had the intention of knocking people to death with a stick. And this box of golden needles made Xiao Wu love it even more. 108, but only need to control this needle box, and these golden needles are flying in the air. This needle is not big, and it flies so fast that it is almost invisible, Xiao Wu Yile, "This is simply a good thing for Yin people!"

After turning it over and looking at it for a long time, Xiao Wu sighed, "There is no flying sword!

The old man said disdainfully at this time, "Stupid! The Founding Foundation Cultivator's Natal Flying Sword is all cultivated in the Dantian True Qi Lake, who is in the storage bag?"

Xiao Wu smacked his mouth, a little unsatisfied. It's really a lot of harvest this time, killing people and setting fire to the gold belt! It's a good helper to get rich!

Xiao Wu took out Yang Yan's two storage bags, this guy looked very rich at a glance, and he brought two storage bags. But after trying for most of the day, it couldn't be opened. Yang Yan is not dead yet, and the natural imprint is still there.

Xiao Wu pondered for most of the day, running the Heavenly Demon Devouring Heavenly Skill, and found that although it had an effect on the brand, it had little effect. After grinding for most of the day, the brand faded slightly.

"If I continue to grind like this, it will take half a month when I can open it. Xiao Wu sighed, at this time, he really had the heart to kill Yang Yan. But when he thought about it, Xiao Wu smiled, "I can let him open it by himself!"

Xiao Wu got up and went out, asked someone where he was cultivating and Qingyu's residence, and went over.

Cultivation and Qingyu were both cultivating, Yang Yan was thrown aside and hummed, he now has no True Qi to protect his body, although the injury is not fatal, but it is definitely uncomfortable.

Xiao Wu walked into the room, and the two of them hurriedly saluted, calling them young masters.

Xiao Wu waved his hand and looked at the two, "What's wrong?"

Cultivator smiled, "This time, the two of us were not injured in the ancient dungeon, and I would like to thank the young master's men for their mercy." ”

As he spoke, the cultivator sighed slightly. This time, the two of them were not injured, but since then they have become other people's vassals, and they don't know what Xiao Wu's temperament is, even if they kill people and set fire in the future, it will be difficult to resist.

Yang Yan saw Xiao Wu, his eyes rolled wildly, this was the only organ he could move now.

Xiao Wu looked at Yang Yan and raised his hand to unlock part of the ban for him, but he heard Yang Yan scream, but he couldn't even scream because of the ban before. The voice was so miserable that it was covered in blood and matched with his red robe, and it looked like a strange sense of violence.

Xiao Wu shook a few water balloon techniques, and Yang Yan's pain was slightly reduced.

Xiao Wu smiled, "Yang Xianfeng, what do you have to say?"

Yang Yan don't look over, "Win the king and defeat the king, you can do it." ”

Xiao Wu smiled playfully, "I really want to kill you, but the cultivator Daoist has pleaded with you." ”

Yang Yan turned his head and glanced at the cultivator, and then sighed heavily, "I missed and was captured, and I can't complain about others." ”

Xiao Wu looked a little interesting, and said indifferently, "Are you begging for death? What if I'm not going to kill you?"

Yang Yan's eyes lit up, but he felt that he had little chance of living, and his eyes dimmed in an instant.

Shaking his head, Yang Yan said, "Even if you don't kill me, you won't let me go." Am I not better off alive than dead?"

Xiao Wu smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance, just like hard work and sunny rain, to be my subordinate for a hundred years, and when the hundred years are full, I will let you go." ”

Xiao Wu felt that as long as there was a deadline, then they would definitely not ask for death.

But Yang Yan ignored it.

Cultivator sighed and said, "Young Master, the foundation building monk has a longevity of two hundred years, the knot pill can be four hundred years old, and the Yuan infant can have a longevity of more than a thousand years. I'm afraid I won't live for a hundred years. ”

Xiao Wu touched the back of his head in embarrassment, he really didn't know this, and quickly changed his words, "Hehe, that's it, then thirty years! I don't mean to force it, I just think that it is not easy for everyone to practice, why do you have to fight to death?"

Cultivation, Qingyu and Yang Yan opened their eyes at the same time. Thirty years is not a long time for a monk, although a hundred years is hopeless, but thirty years can definitely afford it. But in this cultivation realm, who wants to use their servants for only thirty years? Not to mention that they still have enmities, and they are all servants in the foundation building period.

In fact, the three of them had no choice, the only choice they could choose was death or subordination, after all, they all had the imprint of a jailer in their hands, and life and death were already in Xiao Wu's hands.

Cultivation and Qingyu hurriedly bowed, and said in unison, "Young Master Xie." ”

Yang Yan also said, "That is the case, Yang Yan, please see the young master." ”

Xiao Wu smiled and raised his hand to lift the ban on Yang Yan's body. Yang Yan's blood was immediately stopped by Xiao Wu with his true qi, and Yang Yan's complexion recovered slightly.

Xiao Wu raised his hand and took out two storage bags, and said, "Yang Daoyou, can you open the treasure chest?"

Yang Yan's face turned pale in an instant, and he took a storage bag bitterly, erased his mark, and handed it to Xiao Wu.

I took another storage bag, but I didn't want to erase the mark, I hesitated for a long time, and tears flowed, "The disciple loses the treasure, and the only way to die is to thank the master!"