1novels Chapter 30 Wrath from Wu Tang
Chapter 30 Wrath from Wu Tang
The disciples from various sects came out of the secret door one after another, all of them looked bruised, and they all sat on the ground to meditate and adjust their breathing. Although Wu Tang and his group were also pale and weak, compared to them, at least their clothes were clean and their bodies were sound. .
But they are the big sects in the world of cultivating immortals, and they don't seem strange to outsiders, but there is a line of envy in their eyes, probably guessing what treasure they got.
Although they had come out of the secret realm at this time, they were in a huge courtyard at this time, and there was no shelter above the courtyard.
But no matter what kind of spells you use, you can't leap out, you can only go out through the main gate of the courtyard. Only by opening this gate can you really see the master waiting outside.
And there is still half an hour before the door opens.
They stood in the middle of the courtyard as a group of masters, and they were a bit eye-catching among the blood-drenched monks.
The status of the monks from the secret realm here is not restricted, so dragons and snakes are mixed, there are magic cultivators and casual cultivators, and most of these monks have advanced cultivation bases.
The elder brother came closer and said in front of Wu Tang: "Protect the younger brother."
Luo Jinzong took the White Crane Spirit Ginseng this time, and encountered a team of demon cultivators at the last moment after encountering a wave of monsters, and their severely injured fellow sects were seriously injured because of this.
The leader of that team of magic cultivators was a late Nascent Soul cultivator, but luckily they managed to grab the White Crane Spirit Ginseng at the last minute.
Wu Tang followed the senior brother's line of sight, and saw a group of demon cultivators dressed in black. The man at the head looked like a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was pale but his lips were bright red, as if drawn by two ink strokes. The slender eyebrows and eyes were stern and charming, and instead of hiding from Wu Tang's gaze, he grinned instead.
For some reason, Wu Tang felt malice from the bottom of his heart the first time he saw this person, and felt something was wrong when he looked at his face.
In the world of cultivating immortals, one can't tell one's age by appearance, and the younger the monks, the higher the cultivation level.
Wu Tang frowned as he watched, few people would dare to provoke him like this.Suddenly, a burst of fire rushed up, and a layer of blush spread across his pale and weak face.
The title of the Second Patriarch of Wutang is quite famous, and some monks around also noticed the smell of gunpowder between the two, and they all stepped aside spontaneously.
At this moment, the big brother grabbed Wu Tang's forearm, it was not convenient to do it when there were so many monks here, otherwise it would cause chaos and cause many casualties and it would be difficult to end.
What's more, they have white crane spirit ginseng on them, and Wen Yanke who is giving birth.No matter which one is exposed, it is extremely eye-catching and can't bear the slightest mistake. The demon cultivator has no scruples in his actions and has no scruples about Luo Jinzong's name at all.
Although those decent sects didn't dare to take action against them, if they knew that Wen Yanke was giving birth, they would certainly not help.He would even work behind the scenes to prevent such a genius from Luo Jinzong from successfully conceiving a baby.
Wu Tang naturally understood this, and didn't intend to do anything to Moxiu, just because he didn't want Moxiu to see that their aura was exhausted and weak.
What's more, he was injured a lot just now to protect Wen Yanke in front of monsters, and most of the elixirs were distributed to the masters. His own aura is almost exhausted now, which means that he looks slightly better than the monks of other sects Some.
And the leader of the magic cultivator saw that Wu Tang only gave him a cold warning stare, not only did not restrain himself, but even smiled even more, and walked towards Wu Tang.
Behind Wu Tang was Wen Yanke, and all the masters poured spiritual energy into Wen Yanke's body, forming a spiritual energy shield to block the spiritual energy that he radiated to the surroundings when he was conceived.
At first glance, outsiders would think that Wen Yanke was healing her wounds and adjusting her breathing.And if you look closely, it will be difficult to hide the fact that he is giving birth.
Since Wu Tang had been infusing spiritual energy all the time, his spiritual energy was depleted even more, and his face paled visibly with the naked eye.
At this moment, the leader of the magic cultivator had already walked in front of Wu Tang, looking past Wu Tang to Wen Yanke behind him.
Wu Tang's heart collapsed into a taut bowstring, and the meridians all over his body were tense, and he just waited for this person to find out that something was wrong before making a move.
"What do you want to do?" Wu Tang's pupils dilated due to nervousness, and his voice was a little hoarse.
With this sound, he successfully diverted the demon cultivator's attention from Wen Yanke to himself, and the man's eyes wandered away from him for a moment, his eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Wu Tang felt even more disgusted when he saw this person. He had never felt such a profound feeling when he met a stranger for the first time. The smile from the eyes to the corners of the lips of this person from top to bottom made him feel bored, even his I don't even understand the source of this malice, and in the end I can only attribute it to this person's expression that made him uncomfortable and his natural disgust towards Moxiu.
At this moment, a group of dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, faintly containing the sound of thunder and lightning.
Wu Tang was shocked, the dark clouds quickly gathered and took up most of the sky in a blink of an eye, turning the originally very bright courtyard into darkness, and at the right time a strong wind blew up, threatening a storm.
There were electric lights flickering amidst the turbulent clouds and black ink, and the electric lights condensed into a ball just above Wen Yanke who closed her eyes tightly.
The monks around were startled when they saw this, and the demon cultivator laughed, looking at Wutang's eyes full of evil spirits: "I said, why are you guarding so tightly, it's about to conceive a baby."
Wu Tang didn't care about that much at this time, because the thunder calamity was about to fall, and the thunder calamity of the Nascent Soul stage would either kill or injure ordinary monks. In the large open space, only Luo Jinzong's people remained in place.
But although those monks all avoided, they all stared at the group of people in the middle, just waiting for them to show any flaws.
Wu Tang gritted his teeth. Wen Yanke's spiritual consciousness is not in his body, he can't absorb external spiritual energy, and he can't take pills. He can only rely on his own body to carry the thunder disaster. No one can handle it, so he plans to take some from his body The magic weapon came out to help Wen Yanke block it.
But he was pushed out by the senior brother: "You have suffered a lot of injuries just now, senior brother came to protect you from the thunder."
Wu Tang was anxious. Although the elder brother didn't say anything, he could tell that he was the one who was injured the most. Besides, Wen Yanke was also his own junior, so if he wanted to block it, he should be the one to stop it.
But before they had time to argue for a winner, the first thunder fell, a dark purple pillar of lightning wrapped in white light that fell swiftly and violently.
Wu Tang pinched the golden bell on his wrist and threw it out, blocking the thunder.
The golden bell is his natal magic weapon, a heavenly magic weapon that his mother forged for him, although it was not damaged to block the thunder calamity, the aftermath of the thunder calamity inevitably returned to Wu Tang.
A thread of blood overflowed from the corner of Wu Tang's mouth, his dantian turned black, and he fell to the ground before he could react. Helped up.
"Tsk, it's really pitiful, no one cares about lying on the ground." Perhaps it was the demon cultivator who helped Wu Tang up, and he was squatting beside Wu Tang, smiling and mocking.
Wu Tang didn't care about him at all, subconsciously wanted to dig out the elixir from his bosom, only to realize that the elixir had been used up by him.
The second lightning tribulation didn't wait for anyone at all, it gathered into a ball at the top in a blink of an eye, it was already twice as thick as the first one in a blink of an eye, but it was still gathering and getting thicker, and it was still refusing to fall down.
The elder brother and other colleagues gathered around Wen Yanke, taking out the magic weapons on his body one after another, not paying attention to Wu Tang beside him.
"They seem to have forgotten about you, and they only care about your precious junior brother." The demon cultivator giggled, his tone was rather harsh.
Wu Tang's eyelashes trembled, his dantian was painful, and a strong bloody smell spread from his mouth and nose, his eyes turned black, and he suppressed it forcibly.
He didn't have the time to take Moxiu's words to heart, he had many other magic weapons.Although it is difficult to compare with his Jinling, but at least it is much better than those of his big brothers.
But this Thunder Tribulation, Wu Tang bit his lower lip and looked at the sky, it was too thick.
Wu Tang glanced at the omission in the courtyard, there is still a quarter of an hour before the door opens, if the door can be opened before this thunder disaster falls, there is no need to worry.
But just as his thoughts flashed, the tribulation cloud suddenly rumbled, which was a sign that it was about to fall again.
Wu Tang clenched her fists tightly, planning to try her best to pay for all other magic weapons, at least to help Wen Yanke survive this thunder disaster.
Wu Tang's full attention was on the lightning calamity, so she didn't notice that Wen Yanke's fingertips moved slightly.
In an instant, the thunder and calamity fell with the momentum of a mountain roar and a tsunami. Just as Wu Tang summoned the flying sword sent by his master to block Wen Yanke, his whole body, including his flying sword, was engulfed in a layer of spiritual energy. cover.
Wu Tang was stunned for a moment, and the thunder tribulation fell, and then a muffled groan came from his ear.
It was only then that Wu Tang discovered that Wen Yanke had woken up at some point, and covered him and the other sects with aura, and he physically carried the thunder calamity.
Blood gushed out of Wen Yanke's mouth immediately, her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyelashes were closed slightly, her eyes were loose and boundless, and even blood oozed from her ears.
The aura on Wen Yanke's body was weak, but that on Wu Tang's body was very strong.Even though she was so close to Wen Yanke, she was not affected by the thunder disaster in the slightest.
Wu Tang couldn't bear to watch, but Wen Yanke couldn't break free from the aura shield Wen Yanke had set up for him. He could only watch helplessly as the third, thicker thunderbolt fell. His clothes were dyed red and turned into a bloody man, and he passed out again in a blink of an eye, and the aura on Wu Tang's body was still intact.
The tribulation cloud above the head gathered thunder and lightning again, Wu Tang's eyes went dark, she turned her head and didn't dare to look any more, she only focused on whether there were any monks around who wanted to do something wrong.
Just when the fourth thunderbolt was about to fall, Wu Tang heard the sound of the courtyard door opening, turned his head, and saw his master waiting for them outside the door.
Only then did Wu Tang breathe a sigh of relief, the tense strength on his body relaxed, and the meridians in the sea of consciousness could no longer gather any spiritual energy.
He watched helplessly as his master summoned a picture scroll to help Wen Yanke block the thunder disaster, it was his master's natal magic weapon.Even though he suffered from this lightning calamity, his master didn't see the slightest reaction to his injury.
Seeing the serious injury on Wen Yanke's body, his master frowned slightly, and then made a tactic and directly sucked the unconscious Wen Yanke from the courtyard. Wu Tang wanted to follow, but he had no strength left. It was hard to even stand up.
Wu Tang's other senior brothers also heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the door open, with joy on their faces, and hurriedly followed Wen Yanke to his master.
All of a sudden, Wu Tang was the only member of Luo Jinzong left in the courtyard.
"Eh?" Wu Tang was dumbfounded, and wanted to pass the sound to the senior brother, but his dantian was in severe pain, and there was no aura in his body, so he couldn't make a sound, not only those senior brothers didn't notice him who couldn't move in place, His master also didn't notice that his other disciple didn't see anyone at all.
Seeing that the spirit boat from the Zongmen was about to leave, Wu Tang became anxious and forced himself to stand up, only to kneel down on the ground after taking a step.
The monks from other sects all had a panoramic view of his embarrassment, and the sound of whispering came to Wu Tang's ears for a while, he shook his head and forcefully stimulated his spiritual power, and as a result, blood gushed out of his mouth again, and his palms rested on his shoulders. Trembling slightly on the ground.
"I've said it all, they only have you as a talented junior in their eyes. He has newly formed a Nascent Soul and is naturally more precious than you, so it is natural not to take you seriously." Standing in front of Wu Tang, looking down at him.
"Shut up..." Wu Tang wiped his lips with his sleeve and said ruthlessly, but because he lacked strength, he was more than ruthless but not loud enough.
He once again supported the ground and stood up, and at this time the senior brother finally realized that the number of people was wrong, and after looking back, he found Wu Tang who was crumbling behind him, and quickly stopped the spirit boat.
The demon cultivator sneered, made a trick to create a stream of air, pushed Wu Tang behind, and sent him to the spirit boat.
The spirit boat is very large and has many rooms, and there are even pavilions and pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings.
Wu Tang randomly found an empty room, closed the door and sat down in embarrassment to adjust his breath. The senior brother knocked on the door and brought over a bottle of pills distributed by the elders who responded to him, and apologized to Wu Tang: "Just now I was worried about Junior Brother Wen's condition. Shen left you behind, it was my negligence."
Wu Tang swallowed a elixir and felt much better. He slowly raised his eyelids and waved his hand to the senior brother, "It's okay, my junior brother is seriously injured, so it's right to hold on to him first."
Seeing that Wu Tang's complexion improved a lot after taking the elixir, the elder brother was relieved, and went back to the room where Wen Yanke was, to see if there was anyone who needed help.
After the senior brother helped Wu Tang close the door, Wu Tang was the only one left in the room. The huge spirit boat was covered with spiritual energy by several elders in the master's sect. The master and several other elders personally healed Wen Yanke's injuries .
The gloomy robbery cloud followed the spirit boat tightly, one after another thunder disaster kept falling. When it reached the last two, the thunder disaster was almost as thick as a small boat. When it fell straight down, the spirit boat shook, and the top fell The gap in the aura mask was cracked, and several elders with low realms also had their dantians surging, and quickly took two pills to set up the aura mask again.
Finally, after the nine thunderbolts had struck, the clouds of calamity dispersed, and the aura that Wen Yanke had left on Wutang's body also slowly dissipated.
Over there, the old master and other fellow students surrounded Wen Yanke. Although Wu Tang could understand it, it was the first time he had experienced being so lonely and ignored by others. It would be a lie to say that it was not uncomfortable.
"How did you get hurt so badly?" The person who spoke was the elder of Formation Peak, who was at the late stage of Nascent Soul. He was injured in order to help Wen Yanke protect Wen Yanke from the thunder disaster. At this time, he took two pills to recover. "Based on Wen Yanke's cultivation level, he shouldn't have been injured so badly during the previous lightning calamities."
"How many thunder tribulations did he carry?" the elder of Danfeng asked.
"It's two ways..." The elder brother who was at the side replied.
"No, the two and the six we helped him carry, add up to eight lightning tribulations..." The elder of Formation Peak took out the magic weapon and repaired the formation above the spirit boat that was just destroyed by the thunder calamity.
"The first one was blocked by Wu Tang." The elder brother replied respectfully with his head down.
"Wutang?" Elder Danfeng was startled, Wutang is only a Jindan Stage cultivation base, even with all kinds of magic weapons, it can't stop the thunder disaster of Nascent Soul Stage, "Then he was seriously injured?"
"It was injured. I just sent him a bottle of the elixir given by the elder. I think it will be much better after taking it."
"Ah!" Elder Danfeng sighed helplessly, got up in a hurry and searched for it.
"But in this way, he shouldn't have suffered such a serious injury." The elder of Formation Peak didn't pay much attention to Wu Tang. He only glanced at Elder Danfeng's back and then recovered his senses and continued to observe Wen Yanke's injury. The broken wound has been healed by the spirit energy, and he has woken up from what the disciple said just now, which means that the spiritual consciousness has returned to the body, and now the Nascent Soul has formed, there is no reason why he cannot wake up anyway.
"His sea of consciousness has been surging...how could there be such a big sea of consciousness?" The elder of Formation Peak was shocked, he had never seen such a wide sea of consciousness, even the head of the sect could hardly reach it.
"It's because of his consciousness that he forcibly stretched his body, which was in the process of being conceived, and stretched his consciousness sea, so he won't be able to wake up for a while after being injured by his consciousness." The speaker was Ling Lang, the head of Luo Jinzong, Wutang's master .
The elder of Formation Peak was stunned for a moment, and Wen Yanke was a blessing in disguise. Just as he was about to ask him why he did this, the headmaster said again: "I'm going to bring him back to the sect for treatment, so you can take care of him here." .”
The elder of Formation Peak nodded: "Okay..."
The sect leader paused slightly after finishing speaking, and then said to the elder brother beside him: "During this period of time, you have been looking at Wu Tang, and his junior brother and I are not here, so you need to restrain him more."
"Sect Leader Order." Eldest senior brother lowered his head, remembering Wu Tang's dazed eyes just now, and wanted to let the leader take a look at Wu Tang before leaving.But he was afraid of delaying Wen Yanke's injury, so he didn't say anything in the end.
After Wu Tang ate the bottle of elixir, he was much better, and he could recover with just a little breath adjustment, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Before Wen Yanke was accepted as a disciple by his master, although he was occasionally punished by the master, at least the master only had him as a disciple, and he devoted all his energy to him.
But since his cultivation had lagged behind, his master met Wen Yanke, a good young man, and soon accepted him as a disciple again, devoting half of his attention to teaching Wen Yanke.
His junior brother Wen Yanke is faster than him in terms of cultivation speed and ability to practice spells. Not only that, he is also very proficient in formations and refining weapons.
Although he has no family background or even father and mother, he seems to have a very reliable temperament in the teacher's school.Therefore, although there are not as many people surrounded by Wu Tang, there are also many fellow students who appreciate him.
The shock of Wu Tang being ignored and forgotten today was too great, it made him momentarily stunned, his mind was so chaotic that even he didn't know what he was thinking.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Wu Tang was overjoyed, but saw that the person who came in was not his master, but the elder of Danfeng, and his uncle Bai, who was also at the bottom of the list, often competed with him on alchemy skills. sweet.
Wu Tang's heart sank slightly, but he recovered in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile, "Uncle Master..."
Seeing Wu Tang's slightly pale face, Bai Gan frowned, "Have you eaten all the pills your elder brother gave you?"
"Eat..." Wu Tang nodded.
"Then eat this too." Bai Gan took out a bottle of top-grade Xiaohuandan from the storage bag.
Xiao Huan Pill is a great tonic elixir, the difficulty of collecting the materials is at the same level as Wu Tang's previous refinement of Snow Soul Pill.
Seeing this, Wu Tang's eyes lit up: "Uncle, have you found Chiyunguo?"
Chiyunguo is the most critical material for refining Xiaohuandan. He waved his hand: "My injury is healed, and I don't need to take other pills."
Bai Gan didn't say anything else, sighed and scolded him for being stupid: "You have so many senior brothers and sisters with high cultivation levels, why do you have to go up and help your junior brother to protect your brother from lightning at the Jindan stage?"
Wu Tang knows that Bai Gan loves him, and Bai Gan often tells him that those who are talented in alchemy should focus on alchemy, and those who rush ahead should be handed over to other sword cultivators in the sect. The first time he came to the secret realm, Bai Gan stopped him several times.
Wu Tang didn't explicitly refute to Bai Gan, but just listened.
After Bai Gan left, Wu Tang went to the promenade on the small boat out of boredom. He originally wanted to find Wen Yanke and his master, but only after inquiring from the elder brother did he know that they had already left.
"Gone?" Wu Tang was really angry now, "Where did you go?"
"The head said that he must hurry up to heal the junior brother, so he left first."
Wu Tang pursed his lips, held his breath, and turned to leave. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He was planning in his mind how to torment Wen Yanke after he woke up.But thinking of how many times he had failed before, he let go of this thought.
The anger in Wu Tang's heart lasted until he returned to the sect, and he took his crowd to the auction to spend a lot of money to buy a lot of materials for alchemy, but he had been playing outside for half a month, and he didn't have any problems. Wait until Wen Yanke, who should have come to find him back to the sect at these times.
Most of his attendants are second-generation ancestors like him, and they usually take him around.
And although Wu Tang was like them most of the time, following his parents' teaching to be responsible for future Taoist companions, he still kept Yuan Yang and never messed around with them in this regard.
Thinking of this, Wu Tang's mind appeared in Wu Tang's mind that he married him in the secret realm and disappeared at this time.
Immediately, he was angry and stuffy, and he remembered what he had read in the story book about being trapped by love and drinking to drown his sorrows, plus the curious memory of the mortal world in the last illusion, so he let them take him to a restaurant in the mortal world.
Wu Tang had never drank wine before, and after taking a sip, she felt extremely spicy.Moreover, the taste was exactly the same as the one that was asked on Yu Ji when he married Yu Ji, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes while he was drinking.
But Wu Tang was still sitting in his seat when he was drunk, and he could respond to others calling him.
If it weren't for his unfocused eyes and five times slower than usual speed of movement, others would really not be able to see that he was drunk.
Although Wu Tang was drunk, he was still conscious, but he was light-headed and slow to react by two rows.Therefore, he didn't notice when two beautiful women dressed in thin silk came close to him, breathing like blue in his ear.
Wu Tang thought of the stories he had seen in Huaben, and was startled when he realized the reaction, he stood up abruptly, seeing the tulle they were wearing, he turned his eyes to the air again and again, thinking in his heart that a gentleman should not be blind.
What's more, he already has a Taoist wife, so he should abide by his husband's morality, so he blushed and quickly took off his outer shirt and put it on them.
It was also the first time for the two women to see someone like Wu Tang, and they were very curious for a while. Originally, it was only Wu Tang's friends who came here to persuade Wu Tang to drink, but now seeing Wu Tang's red ears, they couldn't help but chuckle, and instead laughed. Tease the mind.
They were about to tease again, but they saw Wu Tang's eyes suddenly fixed on one spot, so they also looked over, and what they saw was a very tall and handsome man.
The man's beauty is beyond the reach of the crabapple in full bloom.