The stone cave passage was not too long. Li Xianyu, Wu Xingyun, and Su Xinghe walked together for more than ten steps before entering a large, empty room.
On the west side of the big house, there are wooden boards erected to form a wooden house.
Li Xianyu glanced around and looked at the wooden wall on the west side, where a faint trace of a wooden door could be seen.
"Master Li, please wait here for a moment." Su Xinghe stepped forward.
"You still call him Mr. Li?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows lightly.
Su Xinghe paused for a moment. Although he still didn't quite believe that the young man in front of him was his junior uncle, at this moment, he could only say "young junior uncle" very helplessly.
Wu Xingyun ignored Li Xianyu's bad taste and looked at the wooden door with burning eyes, his mood fluctuating.
"Junior brother..." Some memories from seventy or eighty years ago appeared in Wu Xingyun's mind, as well as some scenes rehearsed in the past two days. His heart was filled with uneasiness, nervousness, expectation, timidity... and complex feelings.
Li Xianyu was calm and collected, thinking about a question that had been troubling him these days: Who should benefit from Wu Yazi's lifelong skills.
"If only I could have it."
Li Xianyu was a little regretful. His skill was based on the Divine Foot Sutra, which was different from the Xiaoyao sect's skill attributes.
If you want to forcibly absorb Wu Yazi's skill, you must first abolish your own skill.
If he had met Wu Yazi when he had only practiced for a few days, Li Xianyu would have definitely used up his own skills without hesitation.
As for now... he really feels that after taking the Great Return Pill, he can arm-wrestle with the Tianshan Child Elder.
Soon, Su Xinghe left and returned.
"Uncle Junior, Master has invited me." Su Xinghe said respectfully.
Li Xianyu took a deep breath and stepped towards the wooden door.
Wu Xingyun suppressed his nervousness and followed Li Xianyu in small steps.
After walking through the wooden door, there is another dark and empty wooden room.
On the side of the wooden house, there was a person with his legs crossed in the air, his back facing Li Xianyu and Wu Xingyun.
Li Xianyu stared intently and curled his lips slightly. The so-called hanging in the air was just a black string tied around his waist, and the upper end was connected to a beam above.
"It's...it's him." Wu Xingyun's lips trembled, and his heart rose in his throat.
"Young man, why are you pretending to be an old junior brother?" An old and deep voice sounded, with a kind and gentle tone.
Wu Xingyun was slightly startled. She was used to hearing Li Xianyu's version of Wu Yazi's voice in the past two days. Now she suddenly heard Wu Yazi's real voice. She felt uncomfortable for a moment.
Li Xianyu smiled and said, "It's not like I'm pretending. I've admired the demeanor of senior Xiaoyaozi for a long time, and I take him as my teacher."
Wu Yazi turned around and looked at Li Xianyu and Wu Xingyun beside Li Xianyu with a pair of deep eyes.
Li Xianyu and Wu Xingyun also looked at Wu Yazi immediately.
His beard, which is three feet long, is black and translucent, and he has a handsome appearance, with a face like a crown jewel, without a single wrinkle.
Li Xianyu is very familiar with this face... He has disguised himself as this face three times in the past two days... There is no beard in his disguise.
"Quite handsome..." Li Xianyu thought to himself. He had to admit that Wu Yazi was indeed very handsome, and at over ninety years old, his face alone made him look like he was in his early thirties.
Wu Xingyun couldn't help but took a step forward, looking very excited.
After Wu Yazi's eyes fell on Wu Xingyun, he froze for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically.
"You... you... you... why aren't you dead yet?" Wu Yazi's voice was trembling, and his face was filled with horror.
Li Xianyu: "???"
Wu Xingyun: "???"
Both of them were confused.
In fact, Wu Yazi was also confused.
Wu Xingyun's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and anger was brewing in his big cute eyes.
Li Xianyu's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he quickly said: "Second senior brother, can you be knocked stupid by Ding Chunqiu's head?
Senior Sister practices the Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu, which is so magical that even if she lives for another thousand or ten thousand years, she will not die. "
Wu Xingyun's expression softened slightly.
Wu Yazi's face was stiff, and he forced out an ugly smile, and agreed: "You are right, the old man is still alive, how could the senior sister die?"
As he spoke, there were some beads of sweat on his forehead, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.
"There's something wrong with the situation." Li Xianyu thought to himself, Wu Yazi's reaction was worse than the worst-case scenario he had expected.
How can anyone meet an old lover and ask them, 'Why are you not dead yet?'
The atmosphere in the room was slightly strange.
"Second Senior Brother, Senior Sister will help you destroy Ding Chunqiu's poisonous skills." Li Xianyu said, intending to ease the weird atmosphere, "Ding Chunqiu has become a useless person now."
"Ha~, really?" Wu Yazi laughed dryly.
Wu Xingyun's face was expressionless.
Li Xianyu frowned, this situation was getting worse and worse.
Ding Chunqiu not only had an affair with Li Qiu Shui, but also caused Wu Yazi to be paralyzed for thirty years. Logically speaking, Wu Yazi should have been very relieved when he heard that Ding Chunqiu was deposed.
But there was no joy in Wu Yazi's reaction at this moment. This smile... seemed like someone was holding a knife on his neck and forcing him to laugh.
"Second Senior Brother, don't you hate Ding Chunqiu?" Li Xianyu asked.
Wu Yazi said: "How can you not hate that traitorous disciple who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, causing the old man to live here for thirty years?"
"This is a normal reaction." Li Xianyu secretly thought with a smile on his face, "After Senior Sister learned of your whereabouts, Second Senior Brother, she immediately disabled Ding Chunqiu's Poison Skill as a meeting gift for you. "
Wu Xingyun snorted secretly and said nothing.
Wu Yazi was silent. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Wu Xingyun and said with a bitter smile: "Are you here to kill me?"
Li Xianyu was startled and couldn't help but glance at Wu Xingyun.
Wu Xingyun's face became extremely cold, he stared at Wu Yazi, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, why should I kill you?"
Wu Yazi remained silent.
After a long time.
"I couldn't help you back then." Wu Yazi said slowly.
Wu Xingyun's expression became miserable and he sneered: "Is that all it takes to say sorry?"
Wu Yazi said: "If you want to kill me, I will die without any regrets."
Wu Xingyun said coldly: "I really want to kill you."
Li Xianyu shook his head secretly and said, "I have a question for my second senior brother."
Wu Yazi glanced at Li Xianyu.
Li Xianyu asked: "Did you ever love the master back then?"
Wu Xingyun's eyes moved slightly, his eyelids were half lowered, and he looked at the ground, his heart beating inexplicably faster.
Wu Yazi frowned slightly, looked around Li Xianyu and Wu Xingyun, and said slowly: "Back then, the master divided the magical skills he practiced into three: the Eternal Spring Skill, the Beiming Magic Skill, and the Small Magic Skill. No phase power.
In order to prevent Senior Sister, me, and Li Qiushui from killing each other, Master once said that as long as we practice these three magical arts at the same time, we can catch up with him. "
"Then?" Li Xianyu narrowed his eyes and was speechless. In order to prevent you from killing each other, did you divide the magic power into three?
Do you want you to kill each other?
How can we gather all the magic power without killing the other two?
Wu Yazi lowered his eyebrows and said, "I deceived the simplified version of the Everlasting Changchun Kung from Senior Sister."
Wu Xingyun's body trembled faintly.
Li Xianyu frowned and said, "Back then, when you approached Senior Sister, was it just for the eternal spring power?"
Wu Yazi remained silent.
"Bastard!" Wu Xingyun gritted his teeth, his voice containing extreme anger and sorrow, and his red eyes stared at Wu Yazi, his expression becoming extremely miserable.
"Back then, when you got close to Senior Sister, didn't you have any feelings between men and women?" Li Xianyu frowned tightly.
Wu Yazi remained silent.
Li Xianyu said coldly: "Senior Sister, don't you have any place in your heart?"
"It's been too long, I forgot." Wu Yazi said slowly.
"Forgot..." Wu Xingyun smiled, very sadly.
