In the early morning of the same day, in the vast East China Sea, thousands of miles away, looking down from the sky, you can see that there are some things in the sea that are scattered like specks on the entire blue background.

This is where the "four islands" in Wu Daozi's mouth are located, that is, the base camp of Wu Yazi, the "crow elder" of the Emei rudder.

The "Four Islands" are so called because they are made up of four sprawling islands, hence the name. These islands are isolated, inaccessible and forgotten by mortals.

On its west coast, it is impossible to tell where there is sea water and where there is sand, maybe the sea water is an extension of the beach, and the beach is originally just the support of the sea. The whole island behind the beach is like a green jade, embedded in this vast body of water.

On the west side of the most beautiful and largest of the four islands, there is a large complex of yellow-green buildings, large and small.

Whoever sets foot on this area from high in the air or in reality will be amazed by the beauty and magnificence of this island and its waters.

If there is a larger and more beautiful building in the world than the Imperial Palace, it is these buildings on the four islands.

The phrase "the mountain is high and the emperor is far away" is a real embodiment here, because the buildings on this island have surpassed the imperial palace in Luoyang. It is worthy of the death penalty in the mortal world, but this is where the real immortal cultivators are free from the world. Not only does it occupy a large area, but the architectural style is beautiful, and you can see that the decoration is meticulous throughout. The exterior decoration materials were even more brilliant, full of fluctuations of spiritual power. At first glance, you can see that this is the masterpiece of immortal cultivators, and at the same time, it is also the generous hand of the owner of this place. The layout of these houses is also implicitly arranged in a strange circular formation, which seems unfathomable. But in this beautiful house, there is no illusion array. This also indicates that the owner of this place is confident in his own strength, and he does not care about the prying eyes of others.

With so many houses, the average person is bound to get lost when they walk in them. But at this time, a big head, but the neck is pitifully thin, the two eyeballs are like mung beans, the small one is pitiful, the hair on the head is sparse fifteen or sixteen-year-old mortal youth, but the old horse knows the way to take a group of mortal maids in these houses to turn a few corners, turn a few turns, and arrive at a living room that covers an area of more than 100 zhang.

In the middle of this hall, there are seven or eight stone tables made of white jade. On the other side, there are many emerald green spiritual grasses and potted spiritual trees planted in the east and west. These sparse and inconspicuous potted plants exude an aura and a unique tea fragrance, but they are particularly rich. And the spirit trees that were green with pale gold were full of yellow and fresh spirit fruits. And these spirit fruits are very distinctive, with patches of fish-like scales growing on the epidermis. A maid was picking two of the most golden and ripe spirit fruits and placing them on the jade table.

"Passage, come and have breakfast!"

A handsome man in a moon-white robe, about twenty years old, was behind a jade table, and as soon as he saw the boy with a big head and a thin neck, he stretched out his hand to greet him.

The man who greeted the boy with a big head and a thin neck was handsome, and with his tall figure, he was very attractive. The momentum of the body faintly reveals the habits and temperament of the people who have always been superior.

Of course, the most important thing is that his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant. With his handsome appearance and good strength, this "young man" not only fascinated some ignorant mortal girls in the mansion at this time, but also can be called a young talent wherever he goes.

But this handsome young man with particularly dark eyes is actually more than 300 years old, and he is an old monster-level character who has become a spirit in the world.

This is the overlord of the entire East China Sea, the initiator of the "Spirit Hunting Conference", the nominal elder of Emei "Wu Yazi". Who would have thought that the "Crow" Elder was so young, this was all a miraculous testimony of the "Zhuyan Dan" in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. And the young man he greeted was his own stupid son "Wu Daodao", who was cited as a laughing stock by the immortal cultivation world. Who would have thought that such a handsome and upright father would give birth to such an ugly son as Wu Daodao?

"Daddy...... Daddy...... Ha ha...... The passage is coming, the passage is coming, haha...... It's delicious, so much delicious, and the Jialing Fruit ......"

The big-headed and thin-necked boy, under the greeting of Wu Yazi, rushed to the jade table, and before his butt sat firmly on the jade chair of the same material, he flew with his ugly hands, and directly grabbed a freshly picked and scaly spirit fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, and took a beautiful big bite, mixed with the food grabbed by the other hand, chewing and swallowing it soundly.

"Alas!"

Unfortunately, with a lamentation, Wu Yazi shook his head helplessly and exhaled from his mouth. There is no way, Wu Yazi has only produced such a lone seedling in the past three hundred years. Although, in the past three hundred years, Wu Yazi has always had no shortage of young and beautiful double monks around him. But the current situation of the low fertility rate of cultivators in the same immortal cultivation realm also troubled this overlord. And the only son born to Wu Yazi is not only a little problematic in IQ, but also a mortal with no spiritual roots. This is a big blow to the outside world who has blown the "crow" elder into a genius. At the same time, it is indeed Wu Yazi's hidden pain and sorrow for a hundred years.

It is not difficult for Wu Yazi to see from the name given to his son that "Wu Daodao" hopes that his son can understand the way of heaven and inherit his cultivation talent. But it's a pity that Wu Yazi gave birth to a mortal son, and for some reason, in the process of growing up, there was something wrong with his IQ, and he became the sometimes stupid and sometimes smart he is now.

But this Wu Passage doesn't look like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, the whole person is very stocky, and the bones on his body are more than one circle more than ordinary people*, and the rare exposed skin is bronze, and the green tendons are obvious, and the muscles are bulging. It is a head shorter than teenagers of the same age, making the whole person look slightly short and fat.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you of ......" Although the two maids on the side kept wiping and cleaning up for Wu Daodao, they flew out, or dropped the food scraps on the placket. But Wu Yazi still said lovingly on the side.

"Well, it's delicious, it's delicious......" Wu Daodao, who had a big head and a thin neck, ignored his father Wu Yazi's reminder at all, and still grabbed the food with his hands and ate rudely.

"What are you going to do after breakfast today?"

Although Wu Yazi looked at his son like this, he was so depressed that he lost his appetite for a while, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked casually.

"Go...... Star Coax ...... Pavilion ......," Wu replied vaguely.

"Go again!" Wu Daodao frowned dissatisfiedly, and after raising his head, he continued under the softening of his eyes: "Recently, there have been a lot of people from sects and immortal cultivation families in Fang City, don't you run around, it's very dangerous, you know?"

"Uh-huh...... After eating, I left......"

Wu Daodao brushed the grease from his mouth with his sleeve, waved his hand at Wu Yazi, and walked towards the back of the hall happily. The maid who wanted to keep up with the messy clothes for him quickly couldn't keep up with him, and the "young master slowed down" all the way to chase after him.

Wu Passage went straight to a circular stone fence behind the hall, this stone fence at first glance, I thought it was a decoration of the owner here. But if you look closely, you will find that the material used in this stone fence is very special, and there is a faint crystal halo floating from the entire stone fence.

Wu Daodao took out a golden hammer from the other side of the stone fence, felt that he carried it on his shoulders without any weight, and strode into the stone fence.

If you look closely at the four states of this stone fence, there are grooves one by one, which are very special, and I don't know what this is for.

It was in the middle of the stone fence that Wu Passage was standing, as if he was waiting for something. Wu Yazi had already turned his body sitting on the jade chair, and he didn't know when he was holding seven turquoise medium-grade spirit stones in his right palm, when Wu Dao stood still, Wu Yazi's body did not move, and the spiritual light flashed in his right palm, and the seven spirit stones were shot out, and they were firmly embedded in the various grooves of the stone fence.

Almost at the same time as shooting out the spirit stone, Wu Yazi's left hand skillfully shot a red light on the stone fence, and then the entire stone fence inlaid with seven medium-grade spirit stones suddenly lit up, and before the attendants came back to their senses, the scene in the stone fence suddenly blurred. Then everyone only felt a flash of brilliance in front of them, and when they opened their eyes again, they disappeared Wu Daodao's figure. The seven medium-grade spirit stones, after this brilliance, also dimmed one after another, and finally became ordinary jade that had exhausted their spiritual energy.

And almost at the same time, about thousands of miles away, in a hall stone fence that was almost exactly the same as just now, Wu Daodao, who was carrying a golden iron hammer, came to an unfamiliar hall.

In this palace-like hall on the four islands, looking at the son who was successfully teleported out, Wu Yazi sighed again, "If only I had a normal son!"

After Wu Yazi sighed, he slowly got up and walked to the door of the hall, staring at the golden sea level outside under the morning light, and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry for him!" Then, his right hand was raised, and he didn't see him chanting and casting spells, and a red light shot out from his index finger.

As the red light went, a sea of black mist rose at the far end of the sea level. This sea of fog immediately floated towards Wu Yazi's place. In the depths of this sea of fog, in the originally black place, suddenly blood flashed, and at the same time, more than a dozen bright red demon eyes lit up, staring at the place where Wu Yazi was standing.

"You don't need me to explain, protect the young master, go quickly!"

As soon as Wu Yazi finished saying these words, the black mist immediately rose to three three-legged crows with blood red bodies but three legs. Under the strange cry of the three three-legged crows, the huge wings slowly extended from both sides, and gently raised a red light, wrapped in the black mist of the same kind that had not yet revealed their figures, turned into three rays of light and flew away, and disappeared without a trace in the sky in an instant.

At this time, if there was a monk standing beside Wu Yazi, he would definitely be amazed at the strength of these three three-legged crows.

In fact, this is not a crow, but a very rare high-level spirit beast called "three-legged crow" in the immortal cultivation world. And his three blood-red three-legged blacks have reached the standard of a fifth-level spirit beast, which is equivalent to the cultivation of a human monk in the later stage of foundation building.

Wu Yazi didn't know how to cultivate and raise this spirit beast, as if he was only a five- or sixth-level three-legged black, and he had already opened his spiritual wisdom and could understand his words. And he actually used such a high-level spirit beast as the bodyguard of a mortal son, and he could definitely see the love and luxury for this son.

After sending the spirit beast to take care of his son, he was about to turn around and re-enter the house Wu Yazi, when suddenly there were a few strange cries of "quack" outside the hall.

Wu Yazi, who heard these calls, couldn't help but stop, turned around and raised his hand, and a bird that was still flying slowly in the air was sucked into Wu Yazi's hand with a swish.

"Quack!" This bird is only a little like the physical characteristics of the three-legged black just now, with only two legs, and it looks like a pure crow. It's just that there are a few red feathers mixed up and down the body, and some faint spiritual power fluctuations, indicating that this is not an ordinary animal, but a real spirit beast, but from the perspective of appearance level, this spirit beast only has a first-level spirit beast standard.

Wu Yazi ignored the uncomfortable feeling of this low-level spirit beast that looked like a three-legged black and a crow being grabbed by him, but in an iron pipe tied to his leg, he took out a transmission note and read the content on it.

Although the transmission note has the function of flying to the destination on its own, it is obviously impossible to transmit such a distance of thousands of miles on its own. In addition to the legendary "Ten Thousand Miles of Transmission Note" has this function, the maximum limit of the general transmission note is to transmit a hundred miles by itself. Therefore, Wu Yazi used this special low-level spirit beast to transmit the letters between him and Fang City.

"Oh, there is a 10,000-year-old spirit grass in Fang City...... When did Lu Wantian become rich, and suddenly took out ten 10,000-year-old spirit grasses to auction...... Who is this Sun Fengzhao? The cultivation of the tenth layer of Qi refining is so valued by Lu Wantian? He also made the two little bastards of Caodong Sect and Shouyue Sect deflated, hehe, Xiao Jing is good, and he took down this batch of spirit grass...... Alas, if only Xiaojing were a boy......"

When Wu Yazi was immersed in the surprise and exclamation of himself, the transmission note in his hand immediately turned into a fire, spontaneously combusted and burned into a pile of ashes, and scattered in the wind in Wu Yazi's hand.

Wu Yazi lowered his head and pondered for a while, his hand turned into magic, conjured a new transmission note, and instructed the next thing to the above, then stuffed this transmission note back into the iron pipe on the "crow" leg, and with one hand, he released the low-level spirit beast that had been staying in his hand.

"Fly fast...... This kind of fire-footed crow that we hybridize on our own, after all, can only wander among low-level demonic beasts, in addition to flying faster, it can never be upgraded to a powerful high-level spirit beast, and it is suitable to use them to send messages thousands of miles away......"

The low-level spirit beast that Wu Yazi called the fire-footed crow, after letting Wu Yazi's hands fly, his eyes flashed red, and his wings, which were slightly longer than ordinary crows, flapped twice, and immediately turned into a black rainbow and disappeared from Wu Yazi's sight. This kind of low-level spirit beast that Wu Yazi said he had crossed by himself, and his speed was not unpleasant.

Looking at the fire-footed crow who sent the letter in the distance, Wu Yazi lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then muttered to himself: "I still want to tell him about the new situation in Fang City......

Wu Yazi said that, and then turned around and walked towards the stone fence in the giant hall......