The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 135: Reputation! Preaching? It's the right time

After seeing Shanming leave, Wu Yong immediately came to the stone hall.

The Hunyuan Zhoutian Divine Body needs to devour a large number of formations in order to break through quickly.

He originally wanted to take Su Changqing back to the Wu family as soon as possible, but was delayed for a few days because of the Falun incident.

Now that he knew that Su Changqing had finished his training, Wu Yong was immediately surprised.

"Young Master is preparing to go home?" Uncle Fu looked at Su Changqing in surprise.

"Prepare to go back and take a look."

Su Changqing looked into the distance, with a look of longing in his eyes.

"I've been out for a while now, it's time to go back and report that I'm safe."

Su Changqing had been born in Qingshan Village for the past twenty years, and now that he had been away for such a long time, he missed his parents.

"Okay, I'll go pack my things."

After pondering for a moment, Uncle Fu smiled and nodded.

He was originally still worried, because the Domain Lord had instructed him not to let Su Changqing know about his talent.

But as he began to practice, Su Changqing's terrifying talent could no longer be suppressed.

By now, there were signs of impending collapse.

He couldn't solve it, so he simply went back and handed the problem over to the domain master.

……

"Teacher, I'm afraid it will take me three days."

After Uncle Fu left, Su Changqing was preparing to talk to Wu Jiuling about the time of returning to the clan.

But who would have thought that before he could finish his words, Wu Yong beside him suddenly became anxious.

three days?

They go back to comprehend the Great Emperor's killing formation!

What a waste of time in three days!
"One month!"

Wu Yong said hurriedly: "My home is quite far away, a month is about the right time."

Although one month was not enough in his opinion, it was better than those three days.

"A month?"

Su Changqing frowned and said hesitantly: "The Xiaoxian Sect's resource tower is about to be updated."

"If we come back in a month, won't we miss a lot of resources?"

After learning the specific method of cultivating to the peak of the Divine Body, Su Changqing immediately discovered that more resources would be consumed.

That was a huge amount of resources that far exceeded the level of a divine body and was beyond his estimation.

If you miss the updated resource tower, your cultivation speed will be much slower.

"Oh, don't worry, Senior Brother. The things I will show you will definitely be more valuable than resources!"

Wu Yong said anxiously.

resource?

Compared with the Emperor's killing formation, it's nothing!
"Forget it, it's good to go and relax. Cultivation requires a balance between tension and relaxation. It's not a good thing to rush blindly."

Wu Jiuling hesitated for a moment and then said:

"The Heavenly Demon Pool will open in two months. You can skip the Resource Tower, but you definitely can't miss the Heavenly Demon Pool."

"Your divine body of heaven and earth requires a lot of resources to build the foundation of Taoism. The Heavenly Demon Pool will be a good place for you."

"Remember to come back within two months."

Su Changqing seems to be short of resources, but in fact it is just a matter of Wu Jiuling's words.

But Tianyao Pool is more than just resources.

It contains the blood of many great goblins and countless rare and precious spiritual materials.

The blood, bones, physique, and even spiritual consciousness of all living beings that enter will grow significantly.

Su Changqing's comprehension is terrifying, but his physical fitness is only at the level of an average genius.

For Su Changqing, the Tianyao Pond is no less than a new transformation.

"Within two months?"

Su Changqing nodded in surprise and said, "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely come back."

Although his cultivation speed may be slower, he still hopes to spend more time with his parents.

After all, the lifespan of practitioners is much longer than that of ordinary people.

Su Changqing didn't want to be absent for too long during his parents' "short" lifespan.

"Master, I'm ready."

At this time, Uncle Fu's voice came, Wu Jiuling waved to the few people and chuckled:

"Go."

……

"Wow, it's Senior Brother Su, hello Senior Brother Su!"

"Brother Su, can you send me a message? I have some difficult questions about magic that I want to ask you." "Brother Su, you are so strong. I saw the battle that day. Where can I buy that axe?"

"."

Walking all the way out of the sect from the small mountain, everyone who knew Su Changqing greeted him excitedly.

The virus even spread from person to person, with a large number of disciples chasing after them.

Among them, there are outer sects, inner sects, and even core disciples.

These people are all extraordinary geniuses in the Southern Region, and most of them are usually self-possessed and graceful.

But when a person who surpasses the name of the so-called genius and makes the geniuses unable to match him appears, then these geniuses are actually no different from ordinary cultivators.

In the Cang Yan Continent, only the strong are respected!
As for Su Changqing, he greeted everyone with a smile at the beginning, and even stopped to help his fellow disciples solve their problems.

But when dozens or even hundreds of young men swarmed in, Su Changqing immediately pulled Wu Yong and the others away in embarrassment.

"In this small immortal sect, my brother's prestige is probably unmatched."

Wu Yong looked at the scene with envy.

Those who followed him were not ordinary people, but geniuses.

Don’t underestimate this group of people now. As time goes by, they will become the powerful opponents in the Southern Region.

If Su Changqing's prestige continues to be this high...
"hiss"

Wu Yong took a breath and said, "After more than a hundred years, the Domain Lord's family will not change people, right?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, thinking to himself: "Damn Su Moyan and Su Zian, let's wait a hundred years before we talk about this."

"My new big brother will definitely beat up your Su family!"

"How dare you bully me, Wu Yong? Humph. Don't bully a poor young man."

Thinking of this, Wu Yong looked at Su Changqing with a little more eagerness.

He smiled and said, "Brother, where is our home?"

"Who's home? It's your first time visiting, should I bring some gifts or something?"

Su Changqing was wiping his sweat with lingering fear. Hearing this, he said, "It's in the south of the Southern Region, Qingshan Village."

"My family only has my parents, and the rest are a dozen or so neighbors in the village who I have a good relationship with."

"You don't need to bring any gifts. They are all villagers from the mountains. If you give them some rare treasures for cultivation, they might get into trouble if they eat them."

"You are not as good as me."

Su Changqing thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said:
"Why don't you find a simple way to practice Taoism and teach it to the villagers of Qingshan Village?"

"What if someone can practice it?"

Wu Yong was stunned when he heard this, and then he said excitedly: "Okay! Preaching is an honor only for the powerful."

"But I'm not bad either. Don't look down on my low level of cultivation. I have a very high vision."

"If I talk to some ordinary villagers, won't it be easy for me to catch them?"

After saying this, Wu Yong patted his chest and laughed arrogantly:

"Leave it to me. I will definitely train a king or a saint for your village!"

Su Changqing smiled and didn't care when he heard it, knowing that the other party was joking.

But little did he know that Uncle Fu on the side was looking at Wu Yong strangely.

He opened his mouth to speak several times, but when he looked at the confident Wu Yong, he swallowed his words back.

But at this time, Wu Yong turned his head to look at Uncle Fu, grinning and said: "Uncle Fu, do you want to practice? How about I teach you on the way?"

"Don't worry, given our relationship, I will teach you to at least the King level!"

The corners of Uncle Fu's mouth twitched slightly, and three black lines appeared on his forehead.

He looked at Wu Yong who was not in tune, and said with a half-smile: "I am useless now, I am afraid I can't learn it."

"But Qingshan Village has many talented people and beautiful scenery. You should teach them well when the time comes."

"Maybe you can really teach a group of king saints."

Wu Yong's eyes lit up when he heard this. No one knew what he was thinking of, but he suddenly laughed triumphantly.

……

Amidst the laughter and chatter of a few people, they soon arrived outside the sect.

Su Changqing stopped and was thinking about where to get a carriage so that Uncle Fu could travel.

Just at this moment, the sound of a horse neighing came from not far away.

Su Changqing looked up, his eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

I saw Xuan Qingzi coming slowly from the bend of a path, leading a spirit horse.

He looked at Su Changqing and smiled calmly as usual: "I had a fortune-teller today, and it's a good time to travel."

"Is it the right time for me to come?"

Su Changqing chuckled and gave a thumbs up.

“Just in time!”

(End of this chapter)