In a flash, it was three days.

On this day, Yang Xiaoslow came to see the wind master again.

After closing the door of the palace and putting on the ban, the two looked at each other, and the wind master obviously felt that Yang Xiaoslow was a little different, as if he had changed a person, he was too majestic, and he no longer had the girl-like appearance before.

"Let me tell my brother a secret first, and after listening to it, tell me what you think. ”

Yang Xiaowan spoke first, and his tone was extremely serious.

"Senior sister, please speak. ”

The Wind Master said very calmly.

"Senior brother must be extremely curious about the reason why the master accepted me as an apprentice, and the reason why the senior brother and sister desperately want to protect me and escape first. ”

"Yes. ”

The wind master did not deny it.

"That's because I'm the reincarnation of the Spirit Ancestor. ”

Yang Xiaoslow said word by word.

When the wind master heard this, he didn't feel a shock, but smiled happily and said, "Senior sister, don't be joking, your senior brother and I are not easy to fool." ”

But on the opposite side, Yang Xiaoslow didn't have a smile on his face, only an extremely sharp and majestic gaze, staring at him.

Seeing this, the wind master gradually put away his smile.

"This secret, I have already told you, believe it or not, now please make a decision, senior brother, do you want to kill me, rob my things, or do you want to do the duty of a junior clansman!"

Yang Xiao asked coldly.

is also courageous, and dares to take this step.

When the wind master heard this, his expression became even more condensed, and he looked at Yang Xiaoshu carefully, as if he had seen her on the first day.

I don't know why, the more I look at it, the more I have a feeling that although the other party's realm is low, the majesty he exudes is even deeper and taller than him.

......

"What Senior Sister said today is really unbelievable, please give me three days to think about it. ”

After a few moments, the Wind Master answered.

"Good!"

Yang Xiaoslow didn't talk nonsense, just stood up and left.

The gaze cast by the wind master behind him was extremely complicated.

......

Another three days, in a flash.

The two met again.

"If you are really the reincarnation of the Spirit Ancestor, if you can help me impact the Spirit Ancestor realm, I will sell you the rest of my life, respect you, follow you, and be loyal to you, even if you are enemies of the Prison King! ”

The wind master's eyes were burning and his voice was loud.

Three days was enough time for him to turn the corner.

Coupled with the relationship with the Immortal Pear Dazun, it is not surprising that this decision will be made.

Yang Xiaowan nodded slightly, this is the answer she wants.

"But don't let me make any oath, you also know that after advancing to the realm of the Spirit Ancestor, the oath can no longer bind me, believe it or not, it's all in the senior sister!"

The wind master said again.

“...... I believe in Senior Brother. ”

Yang Xiao nodded slowly and said: "For so many years, Senior Brother has never made a move on me, and has always sheltered me, I believe that you are not a capricious person." ”

When the wind master heard this, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Senior sister, senior brother, I've just been crazy lately, crazy...... For so many years, he has never been able to get the best innate spirit treasure, and he is stuck outside the threshold of the spirit ancestor realm...... My Dao heart is about to disperse. ”

The Wind Master was extremely ashamed.

Yang Xiaowan nodded again, indicating understanding.

This level on the road of repairing is so torturous, and the iron-beaten man, under despair, will also go crazy and collapse a little bit.

......

Silently, the green light is present.

Yang Xiaoslow took out the jasper coffin-like magic weapon, put it on the ground, and said softly: "Senior brother, this treasure will be given to you, and the attributes are also in line with you, I wish you an early impact to the Spirit Ancestor realm!"

The voice fell, and he walked in the direction of the temple gate, with a straight waist and strong steps.

Seeing this, the wind master intertwined joy and shame in his heart. After countless years of longing, there are even old tears that begin to pour out.

"Senior sister, senior brother, thank you!"

Feng Shi bowed deeply towards Yang Xiaoslow's back!

......

In the Xiaoao Mountain, the wind master retreated, impacting the most important level in his life.

And after Yang Xiaoslow returned to the valley, as usual, he should practice and practice, and he should be a disciple and a disciple, and he couldn't see any abnormality.

In the entire cultivation realm, the wind of violence and killing is still blowing and blowing.

......

Time continues to move forward, and another 20,000 years have passed.

Relying on the Blue Blood Sword Light Wine, coupled with the help of Zhou Tian's sword pattern, coupled with his previous accumulation, Yang Xiaoslow finally hit the realm of the middle stage of the supreme person.

As for Fang Junmei himself, he is still too far away from the threshold of the late stage.

And the Wind Master is still in retreat, and the threshold of the Spirit Ancestor realm is not so easy to break.

......

On this day, the practice of the two was disturbed again.

"I've seen two fellow Daoists. ”

The one who came to disturb was an old man in the early stage of the Spirit, short in stature, and he didn't know which of the hundred tribes it was.

"What?"

Yang Xiaowan asked.

When the old man heard this, he didn't answer, and glanced at Fang Junmei slightly.

"It's okay, just say it, don't hide it from him!"

Yang Xiaoslow said neatly.

The old man nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, you ordered the monks on the island to help you find out the whereabouts of the three apprentices of the Fusang Venerable, the Blood Sea Emperor. ”

"Where?"

When the old man's voice fell, Fang Junmei became excited first, after waiting for so many years, he finally waited for the news.

"Someone saw him and haunted the vicinity of Bloodwave Island. Although there was some cover-up, he was still recognized. ”

The old man said again.

"Bloodwave Island?"

Yang Xiao's face condensed when he listened.

Fang Junmei immediately felt unusual, remembering that there was such a place as Blood Wave Island on his map, but there was no more description.

He asked, "What's strange about this Blood Wave Island?"

Yang Xiaoslow and the old man nodded together.

The old man introduced: "This Blood Wave Island, is a place left over from the Great War in ancient times, legend has it that there were a lot of dead monks, blood flowed like a river, their dead souls, even lingered there, forming a fierce place, even many monks of our hundred races, do not dare to approach, only some races that practice the way of bloodline, such as the Blood Shura clan, will go there to find opportunities, but they do not dare to go too deep into it." ”

Fang Junmei nodded slightly.

"How long ago did the Blood Sea Emperor appear there?"

Yang Xiaoslow asked the old man a few more words, and after the old man answered them one by one, he said goodbye and left.

......

"The Blood Sea Emperor is good at the way of blood, and when he goes to this Blood Wave Island, most of them are looking for opportunities, if it is really dangerous, he will not leave for a while. ”

Back in the room, Fang Junmei said.

Yang Xiaoslow nodded in agreement and said, "He shouldn't know about the Breath Pool, otherwise he would have been hiding far away." ”

"I'm going to look for him immediately, I can't let him run!"

Fang Jun's eyebrows became resolute.

Now that Fusang Dazun is missing and the Wood Spirit Clan is scattered, it is definitely a good time to take revenge.