I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

half a month later.

Wei Tu and Ni Shihuang and Situ You who followed him stopped escaping and landed on a deserted island hidden by a formation in the outer sea area of ​​​​the Red Spirit Sea.

This place is the teleportation entrance to the secret realm of the Royal Palace that he learned from the Red Dragon Ancestor thousands of years ago.

"Six hundred years have passed, and I'm here again."

Looking at the familiar scenes and objects on the island, Wei Tu's face showed a rare expression of nostalgia.

Six hundred years ago, he and Cao Mi were just small figures who "accidentally entered" the Guixu Sea cultivation world. Their realms were not high, and they joined forces to fight the enemy with the "Yin Yang Demon Corpse" they snatched from Liuyu Taoist.

The scope of his activities basically did not go beyond the Great Cang cultivation world.

In a trance, those famous and familiar figures in the Great Cang Cultivation World seemed to still appear before him, instead of today, when only the "new generation" were left...

Old friends like Cao Mi, Wang Sutai, and Kou Hongying, although they are still alive and have made great progress in their Taoism with his help, have fallen far behind him in the past six hundred years. Around him, there are new Taoist friends like "Lüqiu Qingfeng" and "Jinchan Xuenu"...

A new generation replaces the old.

It seemed that he was the only one standing firm and the ocean remained unchanged.

“This is the world of immortal cultivation. Although it is cruel, it is real. There is no one who can accompany you forever, but there will always be no shortage of fellow Taoists on the road ahead…” Wei Tu stood with his hands behind his back, looking forward. His gaze seemed to have crossed through many spaces and reached the spiritual world.

The strong wind blew against his face, making his clothes rustle, but it was unable to carry away anything on his body.

Ni Shihuang and Situ You, who were standing behind Wei Tu, suddenly discovered that although Wei Tu's realm had not changed at this moment, there seemed to be some inexplicable aura on his body.

This aura is not strong, and it can also be found in an old man who has experienced many things in the world - it is the confidence in one's own life, and it is not unique to the gods. However, as soon as they feel it, they will be frightened and awed.

No one can underestimate a deity.

No one dares to underestimate the self-confidence of a god.

"It's the aura of a strong man, the aura of a strong man after being indomitable..." Situ You gave an accurate description of the aura on Wei Tu at this moment in his mind.

It is true that Wei Tu was a strong man in the past, but in terms of charm, he was not necessarily stronger than some of the thousand-year-old demons and righteous leaders in the Da Cang cultivation world - the reason is very simple, he did not stay in a high position for many years and develop the "momentum" to look down on the lower classes!
Now, Wei Tu still does not have such a strong momentum that regards all living beings as ants, but the strong aura of self-confidence in him is not easily matched by others.

In fact, in Situ You's eyes, this kind of "momentum" is even more precious.

First, it is the disdain for the lower class.

One is the confidence in one's future path.

It is clear which is better and which is worse without any argument.

"Such a master...even if he ascends to the spirit world, it won't take long for him to become famous in the spirit world."

Situ You pondered secretly.

For the first time, he took the initiative to submit to Wei Tu in his heart, instead of being forced to surrender due to oaths and favors as he had done in the past.

……

After waiting on the deserted island for more than ten days, with the arrival of a red glow, Wei Tu instantly sensed the familiar aura of the secret realm of the Royal Palace.

Just like before, their destination was a corridor that looked like a space passage and had an ancient flavor. At the end of the corridor was a majestic palace with three large characters "Zunwang Palace" hanging on the wall.

"Can I use the Sky-Splitting Escape to escape from this place?"

Wei Tu's heart moved, and he opened a corner of the spirit beast bag on his waist and asked the Sky-Splitting Eagle.

He still vividly remembered the scene a few years ago when the Sky-Splitting Eagle broke through the boundary wall of the Tianyi Ruins and escaped using the [Sky-Splitting Escape].

If the Sky-Splitting Eagle could escape from here and reach the outer wall of the Royal Palace, perhaps he would have a chance to take away the real carrier of this secret realm - the "Earth Emperor Pearl".

In the memory of Gu Mo Bangchen, this treasure, as a space magic weapon carried by Fairy Xuanling, is the most precious thing in the entire secret realm of Zunwang Palace, except for the "Mahayana inheritance" that Fairy Xuanling might have left behind.

But to Wei Tu's pity, after sensing with its spiritual sense for a while, the Sky-Splitting Eagle shook its two heads very quickly, indicating that it could not do such a difficult task.

However, Wei Tu didn't take this answer too seriously.

He was just asking casually, and didn't think that a Mahayana cultivator's space magic weapon would allow a fifth-level monster to take advantage of the loophole and go in and out.

"Is it Ni Shihuang? Situ You?"

There are more than twenty corridors leading to the main hall of the Royal Palace. Each entrance to the secret realm corresponds to a corridor leading to the main hall of the Royal Palace.

The corridor where Wei Tu and others were located was only one of them. In other corridors, there were many Nascent Soul experts who were secretly using secret techniques to spy on the strength of the cultivators in other corridors.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Among the three, although Wei Tu's spiritual pressure was enormous, under the surveillance of these Nascent Soul cultivators' spiritual sense, it was as if nothing, like a ball of air, and it was impossible to detect any trace at all.

Only Ni Shihuang and Situ You, who had difficulty shielding their auras completely, were spotted by these Nascent Soul masters.

As soon as they saw Ni Shihuang and Situ You, a solemn look immediately appeared on the faces of these Nascent Soul masters.

It's nothing, for them, each of these two people is a "senior" in the Nascent Soul stage, more than a thousand years old, and is definitely a Nascent Soul old monster.

In the past few hundred years, they have all gained considerable fame, and each of them is at least in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Especially Ni Shihuang, as a disciple of the Tiannv Sect who practices "dual cultivation of magic and body", he is invincible in his peers, and his strength is often more than one or two small realms stronger than his current real realm.

But what puzzled them was...

These two Nascent Soul seniors, one is a righteous senior from Gu Jian Mountain, and the other is an evil celestial maiden who defected from the Tiannv Sect, how could they suddenly join forces and come together?
But soon, when they walked out of the corridor and reached the end of the corridor, they saw the young green-robed monk standing in front of Ni Shihuang and Situ You - they understood everything in an instant.

It is obvious that these two great Nascent Soul masters, the righteous and the evil, secretly respect the green-robed cultivator who is in the lead.

However, what they couldn’t figure out was what ability this green-robed monk had that could make these two Nascent Soul seniors obey his orders so willingly.

But at this moment, there were still some Nascent Soul cultivators who had family backgrounds and came from big sects and recognized Wei Tu's identity.

"Wei Tu? Lord Wei?" They were terrified. They never expected that the opening of the secret realm of the Royal Palace would attract the arrival of this evil star.

Especially the Nascent Soul cultivators of the five sects of the Demonic Path, all of them felt a shock in their hearts, thinking that their nightmare had come true - Wei Tu had not given up exploring the secret realm of the Zunwang Palace.

However, for fear of offending Wei Tu, even though they knew Wei Tu's identity, they did not dare to tell anyone else. They could only keep their heads down and force themselves not to look over.

"Huh? That's interesting."

At this time, the one who was watching the Wei Tu of the new generation of cultivators seemed to have sensed something interesting. He was surprised and looked at a middle-aged cultivator in a yellow robe who was meditating alone in the corner.

"It's Huangsha Sanren. Why did this Wei Zun suddenly look at him? But he offended Wei Zun?"

"This is a good thing. This is an opportunity to make achievements in front of the Venerable Wei."

Some Yuanying masters of major sects who knew Wei Tu's background suddenly brightened their eyes and rubbed their hands, ready to step forward to capture Huangsha Sanren and please Wei Tu.

They may not be able to obtain any precious opportunities by entering the secret realm of the Zunwang Palace. In comparison, Wei Tu's appreciation is more tempting to them.

"I don't know why Senior is looking at me?"

"But I am a rude young man and I have offended you, Senior?"

Huangsha Sanren, who sensed the malicious intentions of the monks around him, felt a sudden chill on his back. He didn't care about anything at this moment. He quickly stood up and walked forward, respectfully bowed to Wei Tu, and asked this question carefully.

Although he did not know Wei Tu's identity or realm, he knew from the looks of the cultivators from these major sects that Wei Tu's strength must be extraordinary, at least above the late Nascent Soul stage.

Therefore, after his mind changed, he no longer addressed Wei Tu as "fellow Taoist", but as "senior", which showed his humbleness but was respected by Wei Tu.

"Where did the token in your storage bag come from?"

Wei Tu nodded slightly, acknowledging the honorific title, and then after a pause, asked.

"Token?" Upon hearing this, Huangsha Sanren was stunned at first, as if he did not expect Wei Tu to have the ability to spy from a distance and see the spiritual objects hidden in his storage bag.

But he soon reacted and suppressed the shock on his face. Then he patted his storage bag, took out a rusty token, and handed it to Wei Tu.

"Senior, are you talking about this tablet? This tablet was found by chance in my hometown. It contains a Qi training method... It was not obtained by me through murder and robbery."

Huangsha Sanren saw that this rusty token seemed to have an unusual meaning to the senior Wei Tu. He thought for a moment, then quickly said this sentence and "took" himself off.

He was afraid that the token belonged to Wei Tu's relatives, and he got it without knowing the consequences, thus becoming the "enemy who killed relatives" in Wei Tu's eyes.

Such things are not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation.

There were many monks who suffered this injustice and were brutally killed.

"You don't have to be surprised. This token was buried in my old home when I had made some progress in my cultivation... I never thought that someone would dig it out today, a thousand years later."

Wei Tu raised his hand slightly and took the token from Huangsha Sanren's hand. He stroked the three words "Wuyunlou" on the rusty token, and while feeling emotional, he chuckled.

Back then, when he was in the mortal world, Wuyun Tower elder Xue Du invited him to join Wuyun Tower. He was afraid that Wuyun Tower was a rebellious force, so after Xue Du left, he turned around and buried the card under a big tree facing the street.

Later, after he had made some progress in his practice, when he returned to Qingmu County, when he saw the familiar scenes and objects, he casually engraved the "Small Spring and Autumn Skills" he had practiced that year on this token in the form of a spiritual ban, leaving it for the right person.

Unexpectedly, it was not until more than a thousand years later that he was able to see this destined person.

"I see……"

Huangsha Sanren smiled awkwardly, and suddenly felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he realized something, smacked his lips when Wei Tu said the word "Wei Mou", and immediately looked at Wei Tu with excitement on his face.

At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he understood the identity and name of the green-robed monk in front of him.

——The first legend in the Da Cang cultivation world in ten thousand years, who killed the Venerable Wei Tuwei who was at the same level of godhood.

"The younger generation pays homage to the ancestors."

The next moment, Huangsha Sanren seemed to have thought of something. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Wei Tu.

This scene made all the cultivators present smack their lips in amazement.

Even though they knew that Wei Tu's identity was not simple, Huangsha Sanren was still one of them. How could a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator be so shameless as to kowtow to Wei Tu as his ancestor?
However, correspondingly, they also admired Huangsha Sanren's ability to climb up the ladder - if it were them, they probably wouldn't dare to easily give up their face and kneel down to acknowledge a stranger as their ancestor.

“It’s just too rough.”

The cultivators shook their heads secretly. Except for those who really liked to flatter, no one would be willing to casually accept a "godson" with bad intentions.

Seeing this, Wei Tu suddenly felt ashamed. He frowned slightly, then flicked his sleeves, ready to use his magic power to push the Huangsha Sanren away.

But the next moment, when Huangsha Sanren said his last name was "Shan", his expression changed.

"Are you a descendant of the Shan family?" Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and looked at the yellow sand wanderer in front of him carefully.

If Huangsha Sanren was not lying, given his relationship with the Shan family, this person should indeed call him "ancestor".

"My surname is indeed Shan, and I am the 73rd generation of the Shan family since Shan Ji. I was lucky enough to get the opportunity from my ancestors, and then I embarked on the path of cultivating immortals..."

Huangsha Sanren said hurriedly.

Shan Ji is Wei Tu’s master Shan Wuju.

A disciple is like his own child. From this perspective, it is indeed in accordance with etiquette for Huangsha Sanren to call Wei Tu "ancestor" and it is not a random recognition.

"I am not someone who can be easily deceived. If there is anything untrue in your words, please do not blame me for being ruthless."

Wei Tu's eyes narrowed and he said in a cold voice.

He would not use the soul-searching technique on the descendants of the Shan family at will, but he would not hesitate to use the hypnotic "soul-calling technique".

Hearing this, Huangsha Sanren's face changed slightly, and he kowtowed again, "Junior was indeed wrong just now. The "Small Spring and Autumn Skill" was obtained by me after I reached the seventh level of Qi training and my spiritual sense was lucky enough to spy on it. Although I later switched to practicing this skill,... I did not use this skill to embark on the path of immortality. However, I am indeed a descendant of the Shan family."

He also knew that as a descendant of the Shan family for more than 70 generations, he had little to do with the Weitu, so he was clever and lied that he had obtained the Weitu inheritance as an opportunity to embark on the path of immortality...

After all, the grace of preaching is no less than that of a teacher.

Correspondingly, he, the disciple who has obtained the opportunity to preach, can also take the opportunity to worship Wei Tu as his master.

It was just a pity that he didn't dare to lie too much in front of Wei Tu. After being frightened by Wei Tu, he told the truth in detail. (End of this chapter)