Following Xu Zhu into the special wooden house, Luo Yuchen saw Wuyazi floating in the air at a glance. On the surface, he looked about fifty or sixty years old, with snow-white hair and eyes very clear, exuding a calm and wise way to see through the world.

In general, Wuyazi's condition is quite ideal. He did not pass on his lifelong skills to Xu Zhu like in the original work, and immediately died of energy.

"Well, this should be Meng Dong's credit, right?" After a moment of thought, Luo Yuchen understood the reason - Wuyazi can still maintain vitality now, probably because he absorbed extra true energy from Meng Dong, so after creating Xu Zhu, he still had a certain amount of internal energy on himself...

"Kneel down!" After seeing Wuyazi, Su Xinghe looked extremely excited, while Ding Chunqiu looked dejected and said nothing. After being pushed lightly by Su Xinghe, he did not resist stubbornly, but fell to the ground, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Wuyazi.

"Disciple, pay homage to my teacher! Master, you are suffering..." Before he could finish a sentence, Su Xinghe's voice became hoarse and choked. Wu Yazi smiled slightly, raised his hand gently, and an invisible strong wind helped Su Xinghe up: "Okay, how old are you? Why are you crying in front of the junior brothers? Xinghe, get up and talk."

"Yes!" Su Xinghe stood up with the flow, then raised his head and carefully observed Wu Yazi's complexion. However, just after he took a look, his face suddenly changed and he said in horror: "This, Master, you?" Wu Yazi shook his head slightly and said softly: "The cycle of life and death, the ultimate truth of heaven, Xinghe, you don't have to be out of sight. I have lived nearly a hundred years old and should have been content. Besides, I can receive a disciple with good character and good roots before I die, inheriting the Taoist tradition of my Xiaoyao Sect, and I can also use it with my own hands, but the knot that I have been worried about for decades. God has treated me well. Xinghe, you should be happy for your teacher..."

"Yes, yes, the disciple is happy, the disciple is happy..." Su Xinghe murmured and repeated. On the old face, turbid tears rolled down. After hearing this conversation, even the dumb-minded Xu Zhu understood. Although Wuyazi looked quite in good spirits now, in fact, he might not be able to hold on for long...

"Okay, Xinghe, don't be in a hurry to cry. Let's stand aside first and let the master handle the rest!" Wuyazi waved his hand gently, and Su Xinghe nodded vigorously, took a step back, and highlighted Ding Chunqiu, who was kneeling on the ground. Wuyazi's eyes also fell on Ding Chunqiu: "Disappointed, do you have any last words to explain?"

Ding Chunqiu's body trembled slightly, and he didn't raise his head. He replied in a hoarse voice: "The success, the king, the defeat, the enemy, since it has reached this point, what else can I say? I just want to die quickly!" Wu Yazi's face remained unchanged, and he nodded slowly: "Okay, okay, I will fulfill your wish!"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped the air with a palm. Ding Chunqiu's body stiffened, and then he fell softly to the ground, never moving again, and killed with one blow, and was simply and neat! A generation of masters, the old monster of Xingcheng, who was famous in the world, died silently in Leigu Mountain, in a dilapidated wooden house!

Wuyazi sighed long, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face. His whole body seemed to have suddenly put down a heavy burden, and suddenly became much more relaxed. Even the vitality and true energy fluctuations in his body seemed to have dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Hey, it's not right!" When he noticed that the vitality on Wuyazi seemed to have dissipated a lot in an instant, Luo Yuchen's heart suddenly moved, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Su Xinghe next to him. Sure enough, there was also a strange and stiff smile on his face.

"Three smiles are fine?!" At this moment, Luo Yuchen felt that the hair on his back was standing up, and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Su, why are you laughing?" Su Xinghe replied subconsciously: "This traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors was finally killed. I should naturally be happy..., Hey, no, did I laugh just now?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Su, it's not only you, but also the old senior Wuyazi smiled just now!" As soon as Xu Zhu answered, it was not only Luo Yuchen, but Wuyazi floating in the air shivered slightly and exclaimed in a burst of voice: "Three Xiaoyao San! This rebellious disciple is uneasy when he dies!"

No matter what, Ding Chunqiu's ability came from Wuyazi after all. Therefore, after being awakened by Luo Yuchen and Xu Zhu confirmed, Wuyazi quickly confirmed that he had indeed been hit by the Three Smiles and Xiaoyao dissipated. Without waiting for Su Xinghe to ask again, he directly asked to learn about the medicine and swallow it. After a moment, Luo Yuchen's keen perception found that his vitality gradually stabilized and no longer dissipated rapidly.

"Ah, by the way, Master Xuannan is still outside. I wonder if he is poisoned?" Su Xinghe also quickly took the antidote, and then he remembered the guests outside. Seeing that they were so scrambling to face a big enemy, how could Xu Zhu not know that the so-called "Sanxiao Xiaoyao San" must be an extremely powerful poison, and he immediately became anxious: "This, Senior Brother Su, then let's go out and send the antidote to the master's uncle!"

"Junior brother!" When Su Xinghe heard that Xu Zhu was still calling Xuannan by Shaolin Temple's seniority, he changed his face slightly and wanted to persuade him. However, Wu Yazi was in the head and said, "Forget it, Xinghe, now is not the time to care about these details. After all, the little monk Xuannan is an important figure in Shaolin Temple. It is better not to cause any damage to our territory. However, Sanxiao Xiaoyao San is strange and unpredictable. You should go out with Xu Zhu to have a look. If he really gets this strange poison, then detoxify him quickly!"

"Yes, Master." Su Xinghe bowed and then went out with the extremely anxious Xu Zhu. Inside the room, Wuyazi's gaze fell on Meng Dong and Luo Yuchen: "This is Luo Wufeng, Young Master Luo, you have helped you several times, thank you!"

"Senior, you are just a matter of time. It's just a matter of time." Luo Yuchen gave a polite greeting and said humbly. Wuyazi nodded slightly and suddenly asked, "I heard from Meng Dong that young man, have you also obtained the Beiming Divine Art and the inheritance of Lingbo Weibu?"

Speaking of this, Wuyazi's eyes narrowed, he looked at Luo Yuchen carefully, and then he suddenly frowned: "Hey, no, the internal skills you have practiced are too complicated. It seems that not only the Beiming Divine Art, but also the shadow of Xiao Wuxianggong? Where did you learn this little Wuxianggong?"

"Yes, I have indeed learned Xiao Wuxianggong." Under Wuyazi's slightly stern eyes, Luo Yuchen looked at him without any sense of anything, and replied calmly: "As for his origin, although the senior is trapped here, the movements outside must not be hidden from your perception just now. Xiao Wuxianggong, who is here, was exchanged with the monk who had just fought with me!"

"Fan Monk?" Wu Yazi frowned slightly, "You mean, the monk Jiumozhi who could condense qi into a sword and a sword just now? I remember, you call him the national master? I don't know which country he is from?" Before Luo Yuchen spoke, he was considering ease the atmosphere, Meng Dong answered first: "Master, that Jiumozhi is the Tubo national master today!"

"Tubo?" Wu Yazi's face changed slightly, and it was a little ugly. Then, he asked Jiu Mozhi's age, appearance and other questions. Meng Dong also answered. After Wu Yazi heard this, he became silent little by little. After a long time, he sighed slightly, and in an instant, he seemed to have grown a lot older: "Forget it, forgot, I'm right in front of me, why do I care about so many things that I have or not?"

"Well, since your martial arts are not a problem, then I have nothing to say." Soon, Wuyazi cheered up and continued to talk to Luo Yuchen: "However, Mr. Luo, you have learned three top-level skills in my Xiaoyao Sect after all. I wonder if you are interested in joining my Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Uh, senior, I'm used to being lazy and may not be able to withstand the constraints of the sects and rules." As soon as Luo Yuchen finished speaking, Wuyazi smiled and waved his hand: "Haha, the young hero is too worried. Since our sect is called the Xiaoyao Sect, it is naturally the meaning of free and easy. There are no many rules. Besides, the young hero has the top inheritance of other sects, but it is not convenient to get into the official entry. He can only be a registered disciple. In this way, there are even fewer rules you need to abide by. As long as you have not deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors and harmed your fellow disciples, there will be no taboos!"

"Oh?" Luo Yuchen's eyes lit up slightly, and he was obviously a little moved: "So, I wonder if my registered disciple can learn other exquisite martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect?" Wu Yazi pondered for a moment and said: "In principle, I shouldn't have agreed. However, the situation is quite special now. If the young hero is willing to help me complete something, then I can make the decision and open all the unique martial arts and skills in the Xiaoyao Sect to you!"
Chapter completed!