"Those two boys really don't stop, why don't you take care of them?"
"What the hell, they didn't bleed you!"
"That's right, you used to accept gifts from Wu Chao, but now you can't be so shy as to bully the younger ones!"
"Everyone, please remember that Venerable Hongku was forced to expel them from his school, but he did not expel them on his own initiative!"
"I heard the news that Wu Jin stole a spiritual fruit from Venerable Lei, and Venerable Lei never punished him!"
"It seems that they are indeed connected!"
"It's just due to the situation!"
"If there were no Venerable Yinghua, they would probably still be under the Hongku sect!"
"Where's the scapegoat?"
"Hongku has become a Venerable. How can there be any scapegoat? How can someone in our Holy Land target the Venerable?"
"What I'm saying is that in the past, no one wanted to come down as a Venerable, but now there is still a vacancy for the Venerable position!"
"No one will target Venerable Hongku, so there is no need for a death curse!"
…
In the dining center of the Yijihe Holy Land, Master Hongyi and others were discussing from time to time, and from time to time, another Master would chat with them in a low voice.
From a distance, more than a dozen apprentices with bruises and swollen faces looked at the mages.
When all the mages came to a brief discussion, all the apprentices couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Regardless of whether they offended Wuchao or not, they had to pay their share to send the former first apprentice of the Holy Land down the mountain.
Wuchao's attack was extremely comprehensive. Regardless of whether he knew them or not, as long as they were apprentices belonging to the Yiji River Holy Land, Wuchao would visit them one by one with Zhang Xuezhou.
The pair of junior brothers also began to show their fangs.
Wu Chao's Snake Head Curse, Zhang Xuezhou's "Yunzhong Technique" with rapid flying strikes.
One used spells to restrain the apprentices, while the other relied on his physical superiority to bully the conjurer.
Wu Chao and Zhang Xuezhou were very embarrassed when they targeted Hongku, but when they beat monks who were at the same level or even lower than themselves, they felt like beating up children.
Not only did Wuchao feel relaxed, but Zhang Xuezhou also found that his level had improved unknowingly.
Accompanying various top cultivators all year round, and even participating in their confrontations, the two's eyesight and combat awareness have long been much beyond that of ordinary people.
This is a relaxing and enjoyable journey.
If it were not possible for these apprentices to write letters to the tribe asking for training materials, Wu Chao and Zhang Xuezhou would probably ask for more.
But even so, there were more than eighty different materials in the tent where the two people temporarily lived.
There is what Wuchao needs, and there is also what Zhang Xuezhou needs.
"I'm so envious of your pocket!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou constantly stuffing materials related to "Yunzhongshu" into his pocket, Wu Chao couldn't help but feel a little envious.
"Senior brother, can't you get the bag?" Zhang Xuezhou asked curiously.
"I haven't reached that level yet," Wuchao said helplessly, "If I can step into the magical realm, the royal family will prepare one for me!"
"The requirements are so high?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully: "Do you have many great practitioners above the magical power level of your royal family?"
"Not many," Wuchao shook his head and said, "Mainly because there are too few treasures like Nadao."
"Is it difficult to make a bag?"
"It's hard to say, but it's hard to say not," Wu Chao said, scratching his head: "The main reason is that the level of treasure-making technology here is limited. Not only is it difficult to make a bag, even if the bag is made with high quality, it is limited!"
"Then let's get some materials and find a treasure-making master and ask them to help make one!"
Wuchao was obviously still far away from the magical power realm, and Zhang Xuezhou could only come up with some bad ideas.
But if Zhang Xuezhou was asked to find a treasure-making master, Zhang Xuezhou would turn a blind eye.
"Today's masters of making bags are mainly concentrated in Nanfangbuzhou, which is now the court of the Han Dynasty." Wu Chao said: "Only the imperial court has the ability to make bags. Their rules are very strict. Outsiders ask the court for materials." It’s almost impossible to help make bags.”
"So troublesome?"
Zhang Xuezhou was speechless.
When he looked at the bag in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh at Hong Ku's handiwork.
Hongku took the bag and asked Zhang Xuezhou to collect the items used by the venerables. Zhang Xuezhou did not do a good job in this matter and had to flee Danxia Palace in panic after eating a piece of fruit.
He still doesn't know what happened next, but Hong Ku didn't take the bag back either.
Hearing Wu Chao mention the value of the bag, Zhang Xuezhou had an idea of leaving the Yiji River Holy Land as soon as possible.
He stretched out his arms. On his arms, the black and white lines formed by the hidden wings in the past continued to become more refined, solidifying on his arms like tattoos.
From time to time there was a chirping static sound in the sleeves, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that the pair of demon wings were growing continuously.
He could even feel the increasing demon power in his body.
This is a good phenomenon. The concentration of demon power will make him spread his wings faster and fly farther.
But this is also a bad phenomenon. Demonic power invades the human body and even affects thinking. If the demonic power exceeds the human body's cultivation, there may be backlash, causing people to lose their normal sanity and turn into demons.
Zhang Xuezhou could still suppress the influence of demonic power on his body in this world, but in reality, he began to have a strong desire to jump off the building again.
The fruit of Lord Lei had an uncontrollable impact on Zhang Xuezhou.
Zhang Xuezhou originally wanted to rest for a while in the Holy Land of Yiji River and wait for the supplies sent by the royal family of the evil country, but now he can't sit still.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that he must be stupid if he didn't run away after getting a big benefit.
Moreover, they not only took advantage of Hong Ku, but also exploited many apprentices in Yi Zhe Holy Land.
It can be said that Wu Chao and Zhang Xuezhou are currently the most unpopular people in the Yi Zhe River Holy Land.
"Brother, why don't we go down the mountain for a walk first? If we encounter a convoy from the royal family coming to deliver resources on the road, wouldn't it mean we have to wait less time?" Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Why do you want to leave all of a sudden?"
Zhang Xuezhou's topic was very exciting. He was still talking about bagging just now, but after a short period of time, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't wait to leave the Holy Land of Yiji River.
Wuchao thought for a few seconds before reacting.
"I don't want to be caught working as a young man anymore," Zhang Xuezhou said in a low voice.
"It's better to leave early so that we don't get involved!"
Wuchao wanted to follow Jinchang, but Jinchang had not seen anyone in the past few days. Wuchao thought about the trouble it might involve, so he had to give up immediately.
Zhang Xuezhou is afraid of trouble, and Wu Chao is also afraid of trouble that is difficult to deal with.
The two of them tidied up and then called several more slaves.
After everything was packed, the two carriages slowly left the holy land amidst the sound of horse whips.
"The opportunity has come!"
In the flashy palace, Hong Ku pinched his fingers with both hands and immediately looked at Jinchang, who had transformed into Venerable Wenhuang.
"Which venerable person is out?" Jinchang asked.
"I don't know, but there will definitely be a venerable person who will follow Wu Chao and Wu Jin. You can choose the opportunity to take action!"
"I see!"
Jinchang, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, straightened his head forcibly, then held up the Wenhuang umbrella and twisted out of Fuhua Palace.
