Chapter 466 The Master's Inheritance

With his eloquence, Wu Yi made Fenbaoyan believe his words.

Thus, Wu Yi got the Jade Ruyi as he wished. After getting it, Wu Yi was a little disappointed. It turned out that the original spirit of the Jade Ruyi had disappeared, and it was not a real Taoist weapon. No wonder Fenbaoyan was so generous.

But Wu Yi thought more deeply. He didn't know how long these treasures had existed. Only Fenbaoyan, an old monster, still existed. Did Fenbaoyan swallow the spirits of these treasures?

With Fenbaoyan's temperament, the more Wu Yi thought about it, the more possible it was. He couldn't help but be more wary of Fenbaoyan, but now he was on the pirate ship and trying to get the skin of the tiger. It was not an easy thing to leave.

However, with the support of Fenbaoyan, Wu Yi's Shinto Kingdom, which he had been conceiving for many days, was more likely to succeed.

Hiding the jade ruyi, Wu Yi left the palace where the treasure-dividing rock was located. This was originally the back hall, but because the formation was moved, Wu Yi entered this place first after entering the Mingdao Palace, so now Wu Yi is returning to the front hall.

Along the way, the golden and magnificent places are full of treasures, and the former glory of Master Ziqing can be vaguely seen. However, now the spiritual patterns are decayed, the law ban is broken, and many places are piled up with dust, adding a sense of desolation and ruin. Wu Yi sighed all the way.

In front of him, the spiritual light was shining, the Gangqi was running, and there were six grand auras flowing. One of them was familiar to Wu Yi, it was the Jiuyi Saint Po, and the other five should be the other five Saint Posses of the human race.

When the six saints saw the stranger coming, they knew who he was. They all turned their eyes to see that he was wearing a brocade robe. The pearls and agates on his robe reflected the candlelight, creating a faint halo, as cool as water, making him look more handsome and elegant.

When the Jiuyi Saint saw Wu Yi coming out, she smiled and said, "I knew you would succeed. It's worth waiting for you."

"Thank you for your praise." The six people were divided into different circles. In their eyes, Wu Yi, who had just entered this place, was not a person of the same level as them just because of the benefit of the "Millennium Soul Coin". That is, the Jiuyi Saint had planned for the future and accepted Wu Yi early. If she didn't know what was good for her, she would be stupid.

Entering the front hall, Wu Yi was about to take a closer look at the saints, but his eyes were attracted by the statues at the top.

In the front hall, there is a golden statue at the top, the size of an ordinary person. The statue is a mature woman in a palace skirt with a waist, her hair is piled high, and she is elegant and graceful, revealing her charming beauty and charming style.

At first glance, Wu Yi thought he was seeing things wrong. It was not a statue in front of him, but a real person. He could sense the will inside the statue by looking into the statue's eyes.

But the demon body is proficient in the way of spiritual consciousness and thoughts, and soon saw that this was the thought left in the statue by the great power a long time ago. Fortunately, the thought gradually dissipated over time, otherwise Wu Yi might not be able to see the strangeness so easily.

It seems that this is Master Ziqing. He was originally a Kun Dao, and I don't know why he lingered here. Wu Yi thought in his heart.

There was a sound of armor clashing beside him. Wu Yi looked over and saw a woman in red armor, with flowing red hair, exquisite curves, thick eyebrows, tall and heroic. She was even half a head taller than Sun Zhiyan's body, which made many men ashamed.

Wu Yi bowed and said: "Meet the Red Flame Saint."

The Red Flame Saint was born in the Red Earth Plateau and was recognized as the number one saint. She has been stationed in the Sage Forest for many years, making countless ghosts tremble with fear.

"No need for courtesy. Since you can come here, I think you already know the secrets of this place. It's time to hold a ceremony for you to become a disciple."

Wu Yi said: "Thank you, senior sister." The Mingdao Palace of Master Ziqing was originally his place of cultivation. When he was about to die, it was more likely to be a place to accept disciples.

There were many tests at first, but later, most of the formations were destroyed, leaving only many strong men in front of the door to support the facade.

The many magic weapons on the Fenbao Rock were originally a benefit for Master Ziqing's own disciples, but as time passed, the array pattern disappeared, and the restraint on Fenbao Rock was much weaker, giving it the opportunity to devour other magic weapon spirits.

Fenbao Rock said that it could kill Wu Yi, but in fact it was just a threat to Wu Yi. Mingdao Palace had not been destroyed, and Fenbao Rock was just a place to store treasures. How could it kill Wu Yi, who was equivalent to one of the masters of Mingdao Palace? However, Wu Yi was worried that Fenbao Rock would break this limit, so he did not dare to take risks and gave in for a while.

"Since my master is not here, I, the eldest sister, will take care of the affairs."

The Red Flame Saint clapped her hands, and hundreds of golden armored warriors entered the hall, with uniform steps, clear rhythm, strong and powerful, showing masculinity.

Then, there was a flash of spiritual light in the hall, and when it fell from the air, it had evolved into the appearance of hundreds of Taoist monks wearing Taoist robes, wearing Dharma crowns, and holding Dharma swords. Although it was unreal, the show was ready, not as shabby as before.

"I, Chi Yanling, am here today to recruit a disciple on behalf of the master - Sun Zhiyan."

Wu Yi knelt in front of Master Ziqing, his face serious, not daring to laugh, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared, and his heart was surging. After today, he would completely enter the core of the human race, which was of great significance.

"One kowtow."

Dong!

"Two kowtows."

Dong!

"Three kowtows."

Dong!

Three solid kowtows, Wu Yi did not use his energy to smooth out the red mark, and the red mark on his head was extremely bright.

"After the ceremony, stand up, burn incense for the master, and chant."

Wu Yi did as he was told.

"Next, the sect rules will be announced."

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Although the etiquette was complicated, it showed from the side that Master Ziqing had an extraordinary origin.

After a set of procedures, it was already late at night outside, and the moon was at its zenith.

The Red Flame Saint helped Wu Yi up, and said with both kindness and force: "You are now a disciple of the master. If you have any trouble in the future, find a few sisters. They will help you solve it within their energy. But if you violate the master's rules, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Don't worry, senior sister, I will not disgrace the master." Wu Yi replied loudly.

"I hope you keep your word." The Red Flame Saint didn't say much, looked at the other saints, and said: "Come and say hello to the little brother."

The first to come out was the Youming Ling Po. She was the second oldest and the oldest among the six. Although the others were called saints, they looked either young ladies or middle-aged women, and they still had charm.

But the Youming Ling Po had chicken skin and white hair, and her eyes were cloudy, as if half of her foot had entered the mud.

"I don't have much ability, but the medicine I make is good. Seeing that my junior brother's blood is not strong, I have a decoction here, and I will give it to my junior brother. I hope my junior brother will not despise it." The ghost woman laughed, like the old lady next door, sending a jar of clear night. From a distance, you can also smell the fragrance, the vitality is strong, and it makes the blood fluctuate.

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