"How did you know that we are from the Great Spirit Kingdom before?" Wu Yi and Yunhe walked in the forefront. The two talked happily on the face, but Wu Yi was willing to inquire about the news but did not intend to be too obvious. In order to stay, he also tried his best to try to figure out Wu Yi's thoughts, and every sentence implies Ji Feng.

As mentioned earlier, there are three kingdoms under the jurisdiction of a single gate, namely the Great Ling Country, the Dayu Country, and the Dacheng Country. The national power is diminishing, and the difference in national power also affects the time for the Taoist disciples of the three countries to enter the inner sect to practice.

Among them, the disciples of the Great Spirit Kingdom came to practice in the early spring, the Daewoo Kingdom was in the mid-spring, and the Dacheng Kingdom was in the late spring. Although this is a matter of time and time, it actually has no effect on the disciples of the next courtyard who came to the inner sect to practice. Take one in order.

But it is a matter of national honor and disgrace, but many disciples of Daewoo Kingdom and Dacheng Kingdom plan to change this state and change their positions.

Hearing Wu Yi's words, Yunhe's pupils suddenly dilated, and he understood that he had guessed wrong, but quickly returned to the original state. Wu Yi's words meant that he did not intend to reveal his origin.

Yun He was wrong and said: "The master does not know anything about it. In the past few days, several groups of masters from the Great Spirit Kingdom have come to the dungeon to report."

"According to time calculations, it is only early summer. The monks of the other two countries are a minority even if they pass the test of the sect. Where can the kid meet?"

Zheng Guangming and Li Gu, who were walking behind, heard Yunhe's words and laughed. Yunhe looked at a loss and said, "Isn't it right? Could it be that the three masters really come from the other two countries."

Wu Yi pretended not to see his careful thoughts, accepted his flattery, nodded plainly, and said, "Exactly."

Yunhe sighed in shock again.

"How many people are there in this city?" Wu Yi asked.

Yunhe heard that, as a member of the dungeon, although the mess is not very good, he still has a look on his face, saying: "The dungeon is one of the eight big cities outside the door, not counting the surrounding villages and towns. , There are millions in the urban area alone."

"In this way, there are tens of millions in the eight big cities, but I don't think the scope of this underground city is very large."

There are millions of people living in a city. In Daewoo, apart from the capital city of this size, no other city has this courage. Although he has not completely completed this city, Wu Yi has also been to the Daewoo National Capital City once. From this dungeon, it's a lot bigger.

Yun He touched his head, and said embarrassedly: "There are many monks in the dungeon, and there is just a place to sit and meditate, but there is not so much attention to detail."

Wu Yi didn't ask any more. There are cultivators everywhere, and their status is no different from that of a mortal. Although the Taoist mouth says that it is the way of heaven, it is still based on humanity. The weak lose everything, the strong take all, and resources. The high concentration and imbalance also led to this situation.

This is not the range that Wu Yi can reach. Once he tries to change, he must first offend the great monks with advanced cultivation. Moreover, the minor repairs who are helped will not necessarily be grateful. Once they live in a place of size, they will change their identity, but the humanitarian system. The most steadfast defender.

The struggle between heaven and humanity runs through all the great calamities, commonly known as the struggle between heaven and man, so many amazing talents dare not touch the slightest.

Leaving this topic aside, Wu Yi asked: "What is the foreign affairs thing you are talking about?"

Yunhe glanced at Wu Yi in astonishment. Wu Yi suddenly realized that he had exposed the fact that he did not understand the dispute over true transmission.

Yunhe smiled, pretending to be unaware, and covering up Wu Yi's embarrassment, patiently explained to Wu Yi: "Foreign affairs offices are set at times and not at times, depending on the content of the dispute over true transmission."

"Foreign affairs are indeterminate, but according to the customary settings, they are all set in the concept of earth and virtue. The concept of earth and virtue is one of the eight major courtyards." After speaking, Yunhe showed an expression of admiration for him. For "ordinary people", being able to enter the earthly virtues is the supreme honor.

The view of earth and virtue, one of the eight main courtyards, so there are seven other main courtyards. Wu Yi thought to himself.

Three hours later, Wu Yi and the three finally arrived at Di Deguan under the guidance of Yunhe. The style of the Deguan Mountain Gate in this place is much higher than that of the Liucheng Yiqi Taoist Temple where Wu Yi is located. There are eight, and they are all cultivated at the peak level of Qi refining.

The wealth is rich, this is Wu Yi’s first feeling that the strong man at the peak of qi refining actually used it to guard the gate, and each of them also held magical instruments in their hands. Although they are very inferior, Wu Yi was in the first stage of qi refining. He didn't even have a magic weapon, and Wu Yi felt that he had truly come to the world of a monk.

Wu Yi and the three each showed their own identity tokens. Wu Yi is still a disciple, and Li Gu and Zheng Guangming are both deacons. After the gatekeeper checked, they took a deep look at Wu Yi and didn’t say much. Let Wu Yi pass.

Yunhe stayed outside the gate of Dideguan Mountain, he was not qualified to enter Dideguan, and Wu Yi was not qualified to take him in.

When the three of Wu Yi walked about half a mile away, the guardian who inspected Wu Yi before turned slightly, and said in a surprised tone to the guardian next to him: "You know? The little Taoist priest was only fifteen years old. It's really rare to see such a genius in the courtyard."

"Sure enough, the talent of this Taoist priest is not inferior to Senior Brother Lin Qitian in my opinion." Yi Lishi exclaimed.

Liming Lin, one of the twelve giant chambers with one air door, Lin Qitian is the direct descendant of this Lin family.

Although I don’t know whether this legend is true or false, it’s true that Lin Qitian is far better than others in his cultivation. Watch the **** among the disciples of this generation.

"Nonsense, this boy must have had good luck. He has swallowed some treasures of heaven and earth. I don’t know how many changes have been made in the Nine Transformations of Qi Refining. How can it be compared to my brother Lin? It’s hard for this kid to be able to condense in three years. Xuan Guang, you must know the path of cultivation, the more difficult it will be the later." Another strong man retorted, talking openly, as if he was the so-called Senior Brother Lin, and everyone nodded in agreement.

These powerful Shi Yili are not qualified to call Wu Yi these entry-level disciples as senior brothers and disciples. Although their status is higher than that of ordinary servants, they are also slaves, but they do not prevent them from speaking like this in private.

"What did you say." This disciple was proud of what he said, but suddenly heard this sentence. He didn't realize what happened at first, but then remembered that this was Wu Yi's voice, and turned his head to look. , It really is Wu Yi's face.

Although these great scholars talked about the small flowers in private, they still have to bow to the ears of beginner disciples like Wu Yi. Wu Yi is here to teach him that he is not inferior, and the morality can't say anything wrong~www .lightnovelpub.net~ Even in order to maintain the authoritative position of the disciple above the strong man, he said that he would not support Wu Yi.

Thinking of this joint, the strong man was frightened in a cold sweat, fell to his knees with a plop, and said to Wu Yi's shadow avatar: "It's the villain talking nonsense, the villain deserves to die, it's time to beat." He said, smoking his mouth.

"Pharaoh, what are you doing?" Wu Yi used Six Dust's illusion on this shadow clone. Only the kneeling warrior could see and hear, and the others knew nothing.

But the old king in their mouths still kowtows and bows down, and repeatedly pleaded guilty. At this time, even the stupid strongman understood that Wu Yi had left behind, shut his mouth, returned to his original position, and fulfilled his duties.

"Thank you guru, thank you guru." In the end, everyone only heard the kneeling strongman say such a word, and got up with gratitude, bowed his head, and returned to the position where he should stand.

Wu Yi's shadow clone disappeared after completing the task. Wu Yi spent a "magnanimous" shadow clone in order to listen to these powerful men's views on him, but the effect was also good, at least he got some news about the virtues of the earth.

The storm at the gate of the mountain stopped here, but it made Yunhe not far away listen to a clear one. Yunhe, who had been at the bottom for a long time, quickly understood what had happened. His eyes were shining, and a deep respect for Wu Yi rose in his heart. Love.

But when he thought that Wu Yi might be deported after he came out, he couldn't help feeling upset, thinking about how to be chosen by Wu Yi as an attendant.