Five days and three days of refining in the time room, that is, three years, when he appeared again, he had reached the quasi-sage peak, which was the strength of the original Hei Wutian.
"As a good corpse, your cultivation has indeed surpassed that of many quasi-sages." Li Daoyi said looking at Wutian who had just come out of seclusion.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help." Wutian clasped his hands together, his eyes filled with gratitude.
"You should thank Mengmeng." Li Daoyi shook his head.
"Hey? Why are you calling me?"
The little guy suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, raising his little head and asking.
"Wutian Baldhead, do you still have the black lotus from last time?" Mengmeng asked, blinking her eyes.
Wutian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
"That treasure has been annihilated." Wutian said.
Mengmeng suddenly showed a disappointed expression. Seeing this, Wutian quickly reached out his hand and saw twelve black lotus seeds in his hand.
"This is what Black Lotus left behind, give it to you." Wutian handed the Black Lotus seed to the little guy.
Mengmeng immediately smiled and stretched out her hands to take it.
"Hehe, thank you." Mengmeng said obediently.
"Ah woo..."
After saying that, the little guy threw all the lotus seeds into his mouth one after another, and his little face suddenly bulged.
Li Dao felt bad all over. He just ate such a precious thing, and he still wanted to take it and take a look.
Wutian also had a twitching face at this time. He didn't know that Mengmeng actually ate it, and looked at Li Daoyi in shock.
"Bah, bah." The little guy chewed in front of the two of them, squinting his eyes and seeming to enjoy it very much.
"Don't sleep anymore." Li Daoyi reminded him quickly.
"Gulu..."
"No way, there are so few, not enough to eat." Mengmeng swallowed all the lotus seeds, licked her mouth, and said with unfinished content.
The two were speechless for a while. At this moment, Mengmeng raised her ears and seemed to hear something.
"That Tongtian is here again." Mengmeng said.
"Um?"
Li Daoyi was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, and the three of them left the Spiritual Time Room at the same time.
At this time, Zhen Yuanzi, Kong Xuan, Kunpeng and Wen Zhongxi were playing mahjong outside. When they saw a few people coming out, they just nodded and then continued to immerse themselves in the mahjong tiles in front of them.
"The mahjong addiction is really big." Li Daoyi said helplessly.
Then he walked to the window and looked into the sky, and sure enough he spotted two figures flying over invisibly.
Li Daoyi waved his hand, the space opened, and Tongtian and Duobao appeared in the building instantly.
"Hahaha, I'm here again." Tongtian said happily.
"Fellow Taoist Tongtian?"
"Master."
Several people at the mahjong table looked up and showed a hint of surprise.
Then he was about to get up. At this time, Zhen Yuanzi shouted quickly.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean? I've got all seven pairs of dragons and seven cards here. Sit down."
"Uh..." The three of them smiled awkwardly and sat down helplessly.
"Who are here?" Tongtian also walked over with a curious look on his face, with Taoist Duobao behind him.
"This is mahjong. They have been playing it for two days and two nights." Li Daoyi said.
"Mahjong?" Tongtian was stunned.
"Snapped..."
Suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi slapped his cards fiercely. Then he pushed the card in front of him.
"Hahaha, it's done, I can figure out seven pairs of dragons and dragons of one color, hahaha." Zhen Yuanzi said ecstatically.
"Give me money, give me money, hurry up, figure out how many times it will be, don't you need me to remind you?" Zhen Yuanzi said arrogantly.
"I...I...Senior, I have no money..." Wen Zhong said with a bitter smile.
Zhen Yuanzi frowned, then looked at the Tongtian Cult Leader.
"What do you mean, your disciple has no money, how can your ancestor just watch?"
"Ahem...How come, um, how much does it cost?" Tongtian asked.
"Sixty golden melon seeds." Zhen Yuanzi said.
"Golden melon seeds?" Tongtian was stunned as to what they were.
"Teacher, this is something used for trading among mortal nobles. It looks like melon seeds and is made of gold." Duobao said quickly.
"What kind of treasure did I think it was, just like this?" Tongtian looked disdainful, then stretched out his hand and took out a sword.
"This is the best acquired magic weapon, the jade flute sword. Can it be as good as the golden melon seeds?"
Wen Zhong was shocked and got up quickly.
"Ancestor, this is too expensive. It is more than enough to replace a city. This disciple will go back to the house to pay for it." Wen Zhong said quickly. He broke out in a cold sweat at this time. He actually used the best acquired magic weapon to pay off the debt, or some earthly gold, and he felt completely better.
"You...hahahaha." Zhen Yuanzi was also stunned, and then laughed, secretly thinking that the rich are the rich, and pocket money is an acquired treasure.
This episode passed quickly. Of course, the sword reaching the sky was not taken back, and was thrown to Wen Zhong, who was very excited.
"Huh? Who is this?" At this time, Tongtian looked at Wutian behind Li Daoyi and asked.
"The poor monk Wutian has seen the Tongtian Saint." Wutian walked up and said with his hands clasped together.
Tongtian frowned upon seeing this.
"Taught by the West? Why have I never seen you?"
"Amitabha, I am a Buddhist, not a Westerner," Wu Tian replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tongtian suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and he quickly stretched out his hand to count.
Taoist Duobao behind Tongtian looked at the man named Wutian with a confused look. For some reason, he felt a familiar yet strange feeling in his heart, which was very strange.
"Strange, Buddhist? How could it be?" Tongtian stopped. It was obvious that he had not calculated anything, but he was even more confused.
"Amitabha, Buddhism has just been established, and now there is only a poor monk." After Wutian said, he put his hands together, and a golden halo appeared behind his head. This is backlight. Buddhist monks who have cultivated to a certain level will have it, and it is somewhat similar to the holy light.
"Quasi Saint Peak." Tongtian said solemnly, looking at Wutian in disbelief.
Duobao opened his mouth even more. The opponent was actually a peak quasi-sage.
Several other people also jumped down. Weren't they quasi-holy saints a few days ago?
"It's amazing. I didn't expect there to be a person like you. I can confirm that you are not from the Western religion. Although your aura is similar to theirs, it is purer than them." Tongtian nodded and said.
Wutian slowly took back the backlight and returned to the original state.
Tongtian glanced at Li Daoyi and admired him very much for being able to find a strong man of this level. However, Tongtian did not ask Wutian's origin again. He knew that Li Daoyi had many secrets. As a friend, he only needed to trust him. Just the other person.
"Fellow Taoist Tongtian, are you here for business this time?" Li Daoyi asked.
Tongtian smiled awkwardly.
"It's okay, I'm just very quiet and restless. I don't know why, but in Biyou Palace, I often find it difficult to enter concentration." Tongtian said.
"I see, it seems to be the influence of the Conferred Gods List." Li Dao nodded.
"The Conferred Gods List? Does this have anything to do with the Conferred Gods List?" Kunpeng asked.
Others also looked at Li Daoyi curiously. Tongtian was a saint, so the list of gods could actually affect him?
"You have underestimated the Conferred Gods List. This thing was born in response to the catastrophe. It is naturally no small matter. Although the catastrophe has not yet begun, its power has already affected some people, including saints. The reason why the Conferred Gods List is like this is to It makes the saints uneasy and unable to make accurate judgments when the catastrophe occurs. "
"Yuanshi..." Tongtian looked angry.
"It has nothing to do with him. In fact, he is also affected by the Conferred Gods List, even more than you. The Conferred Gods List will infinitely magnify Yuanshi's inner desires, hey..."
"You often say that all saints are ants, but you don't know that saints are not ants in the eyes of others?" Li Daoyi sighed.
After hearing this, everyone fell silent immediately. Everyone here, even Wen Zhong, was aloof, and now everyone felt uncomfortable being called an ant.
"What? Lost confidence?"
"Everyone, I am just stating the facts and reminding you not to be proud. I am not trying to attack you."
"A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest, so what about ants? Ants can also pierce the sky, not to mention that the way of heaven is just a slightly larger ant. Don't you even have this courage?" Li Daoyi said.
Now everyone recovered, and their eyes regained their luster. Yes, what about the ants, Tiandao is just a stronger ant.
"Hey hey hey."
At this moment, the little guy came up to Duobao Mengmeng and sniffed him with his little nose.
"Bring it here." Mengmeng stretched out her hand.
"I smell it, you smell like fruit." The little guy said.
"Uh...hahahaha."
Everyone burst into laughter, and the depressing atmosphere disappeared instantly.
Outside Chaoge City, many people came in and out. The city gate was very crowded, but there were sergeants guarding both sides. Everyone lined up to enter the city in a very orderly manner. At the end of the line, there was a man wearing black clothes. The man wearing a bamboo hat quietly poked his head forward, looking at the city gate and the situation inside.
"Old man." This man pulled the sleeve of an old man in front of him.
"Ah? What's the matter?" the old man turned around and asked.
"Old man, what is that tall building over there?" The mysterious man pointed to the tall building that could be seen from the city gate.
"Oh, young man, is this your first time coming to Chaoge? That's the Zhutian Tower, and I heard that immortals live in it." The old man said with a proud look on his face.
"Zhutian Tower..."
The mysterious man murmured.
"Did I meet that person?"
The mysterious man in black lifted his bamboo hat, revealing a wretched look and a trembling moustache. It was none other than Shen Gongbao.
Recalling the mysterious Taoist, Zhen Yuanzi and Kunpeng he met that time, Shen Gongbao's legs trembled again. He wanted to turn around and leave, but now he has not taken it out.
"Damn Taiyi, just wait for me." Shen Gongbao showed a hint of ferocity on his face.
"Ahem..." Then he coughed while covering his chest.
Just some time ago, he was about to go back to Kunlun, but he met Master Taiyi on the way. As a fellow disciple, Shen Gongbao naturally went to say hello. Unexpectedly, the other party did not look at him at all. He complained casually and was beaten by the other party. hurt.
When he thought of this, Shen Gongbao's eyes showed a hint of sadness. He was from a humble background and had low qualifications. It was a fluke that he could be admitted to Kunlun. He had been cautious, playing both sides, and constantly trying to please, and he could barely gain a foothold in Kunlun. But he knew that, None of his fellow apprentices thought highly of him, so he chose to go out to practice. Unexpectedly, he met those three great masters as soon as he came out, which was really unlucky.
