Chapter 610: The General Trend Is Like a Grinding Stone

Lao Yaozhi's cloudy eyes suddenly revealed a glimmer of light.

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An hour later, Wu Yi said to Lao Yaozhi: "Thank you, Senior Yaozhi."

"I don't know much either, I hope this will be helpful to the lord!" Lao Yaozhi greeted Wu Yi and bowed.

Leaving the spiritual medicine room, Wu Yi thought about what Lao Yaozhi had told him before and pondered secretly.

When Bai Ze met Lao Yanlong, Wu Yi had not yet escaped from the Sea Eye Prison, so Wu Yi would not be involved in their conversation.

But from a glimpse of the leopard, we can see some of Bai Ze's requirements for the new master of Yanxuan Tianchi. Behind Bai Ze is the head of the sect Xuan Xingsi, so Bai Ze's requirements are actually the highest will of Yiqi Sect.

First, as far as we know, the headmaster does not want a person involved in the dispute between the Yiqimen family and the master-disciple lineage to be in charge of this place. Among these two behemoths, those who are involved must be deeply involved and integrated into one side. Except for Dongtian Shangzhen, who can stay out of it?

The previous headmaster left a way for the master-disciple family to compete with each other to promote the entry of fresh blood. Now the headmaster Xuan Xingsi is just following the rules and has not made many innovations.

However, as time goes by, even the master-disciple lineage that appeared in the sect as a new force has gradually become rigid and fixed. The two lines fought and fought, and finally there were signs of the same stream. It may not be necessarily the same stream, but the idea of ​​breaking the solidified class at the beginning was shattered.

Secondly, the headmaster hopes that someone with a good relationship with foreign races will be in charge of Yanxuantian Lake.

If you understand the origin of the Yanxuan Tianchi, you won't be scratching your head. The origin of the Yanxuan Tianchi is to educate and persuade. When it is impossible to conquer the vast world by force, the moderate faction of the Qi Sect chooses to educate and assimilate it with grammar. This is a knife that kills without blood.

Wu Yi can still explain the first point, choosing himself, but Wu Yi didn't understand the second point. Could it be that in the eyes of the head, he actually belongs to the group that has a good relationship with foreign races? He almost lost his life outside!

Shaking his head, not knowing the head's intention, Wu Yi entered the deepest part of the cave, which is where the old Yanlong's body turned into magma. The old Yanlong's blood and qi are so magnificent that they turn into magma and spread for thousands of miles. If Wu Yi encounters an external enemy, he can even summon the flames in it to resist the enemy.

With his own strength, he formed a flame vein, which made Wu Yi envious and determined to cultivate himself. Only when he reached the cave realm did he really have the strength to change one side.

And this endless magma, Wu Yi called it the sea of ​​​​flames. Because it was transformed from the body of the old flame dragon, it was not similar to ordinary magma, and the Yuanying Zhenren could not easily come down, but Wu Yi was free to enter and exit because the old flame dragon left a breath of dragon on his body.

Ordinary people could not enter, but Wu Yi could enter and exit freely, so this place naturally became the place for Wu Yi to cultivate.

Gathering and attracting the turbidity of this place, Wu Yi refined a treasure platform for cultivation and sitting. It was rough. There were naturally similar treasures in the treasure room, but Wu Yi didn't want to use any of it.

In this way, Wu Yi's body was at ease in the sea of ​​​​flames. The comfort of reunion after a long absence was so unreal that Wu Yi couldn't adapt for a while.

Speaking of which, after many years, Wu Yi rarely practiced in a place where he could practice peacefully, but the habit of vigilance he had developed over the years could not be changed. When practicing, he still kept half an eye open. Humph, of course, it was the heart's eye.

After practicing peacefully for three months, Wu Yi was at peace, but the outside world was in an uproar. Wu Yi owned the land of Yanxuan Tianchi, with mountains of gold and seas of silver, and endless treasures, but he enjoyed it all by himself and did not even recruit half a disciple. How could those jealous people calm down? They wanted to have a share.

One by one, they wrote to the head of the sect, asking Wu Yi, the Wuyi Zhenren, to open the door and recruit disciples, or else to abdicate and let the "Xian" take over.

These letters naturally could not disturb the ears of the head of the sect Xuan Xingsi, and even on his desk, there might not be a single word. However, after so much noise for so long, some of the cave heavens were accidentally disturbed, and they said this to Xuan Xingsi, and then Wu Yi naturally could not continue to be peaceful.

Bai Ze, who has a very different way of cultivation from others, likes to travel around and cares most about other people's secrets, because this is his way of cultivation. It is still him who came to Yanhai this time.

"Did you hear what people say about you outside?"

"What if I heard it? What if I didn't hear it? In short, it's just those words! Those people! Those ideas! Those things!" Wu Yi didn't even bother to open his eyes and answered casually.

"What you said is a bit perverse." Bai Ze smiled and said: "Then what do you plan to do?"

Wu Yi opened his eyes, glanced at Bai Ze, and said mysteriously: "Just do it as you should?"

"This riddle is not fun at all."

"Since the cultivators want to enter my school, they are naturally virtuous and talented. Do you want to be among them?" Wu Yi said loudly, with a righteous face, but it was still nonsense.

Bai Ze snorted disdainfully, "Why, do you think that girl is of low birth and is not qualified to be your true disciple, right?"

"How is it possible? I have always taught all disciples, regardless of race or race," Wu Yi was saying, and suddenly he was startled and said: "Hey, senior, you didn't destroy my black dragon and let Shan Hui pass!"

Bai Ze shook his head with regret and said: "I really had this idea, but that girl was very arrogant and didn't want me to intervene, so I just let her do it."

Wu Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Wu Yi didn't know why he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, from my perspective, your black dragon will be defeated by that girl in a few years at most, or a few months at least." Bai Ze said in a tone of watching the fun.

Wu Yi calmed down now, thinking that although Bai Ze didn't help to kill the black dragon, it was not difficult to teach Shan Hui some tricks, so Bai Ze finally took action.

Wu Yi said: "It doesn't matter. With her ambition, she probably doesn't want to be my apprentice after killing the black dragon. Let her do whatever she wants."

"Not necessarily!* Bai Ze smiled evilly. Wu Yi recalled the scene when he first met him. At that time, he was also so lewd, which broke his view of the Taoist master.

Bai Ze, didn't he say anything more? Wu Yi felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it for a while.