Chapter 499: Wu Yu's Request

Chapter 499: Wu Yu's Request

It's just that the current seventy-two islands, Borneo Island and Guiku Island, have completely lost the desire to fight against the blood alliance, and bowed their heads and surrendered.

And the spirit inscription of Spirit Lion Island is Muyun's servant, and the dozens of islands he leads naturally dare not disobey orders.

Blood Brake Island has also improved to a higher level than Xue Wuqing and Xue Yi's strengthening.

On the surface, Mu Yun just didn't want those enemies to feel his strength, otherwise the current Seventy-two Islands would have already become the only one belonging to the Luohun Island Blood Alliance!

As soon as the matter was announced, Mu Yun was ready to leave.

What Bao Ling'er said was to let him make alchemy pills and magic weapons. Mu Yun had already given her some of the medicines and magic weapons in stock.

But this time, Mu Yun is going to enter the Shiwan Mountain with only a small group of people.

"Leader, someone is looking for you outside!"

"Someone looking for me?"

Mu Yun was slightly taken aback.

After all, the blood alliance is a big force now, not everyone who wants to see him can see it.

It seems that it is not easy for this person to let the gatekeeper disciples report.

"Bring it in!"

Behind the Blood Hall, under a pavilion and attic, there were birds singing and flowers fragrant, and two figures were sitting cross-legged.

"I didn't expect it to be you!"

"I didn't expect it to be you either!"

Looking at a figure in front of him, Mu Yun was slightly taken aback.

The person who came was the Wu Yu who healed Xin'er five years ago in Tianbao Pavilion with a piece of dragon scale as reward!

"Let's get straight to the point!" Mu Yun said, "Five years ago, I told you that there is no strong alchemist with dragon scales alone, and the person you want to cure may not be able to be cured. After five years, see Come on, you succeeded!"

Wu Yu smiled wryly and shook her head.

"did not succeed!"

"Failed?"

"It doesn't count!"

Wu Yu sighed, and said: "Forget it, since I came to you this time, I have to make it clear to you!"

"My lineage of the Witch Clan, following the will of our ancestors, is always in the Eastern Hundred Thousand Mountains within the Three Thousand Small Worlds, closed mountains, isolated from the world!"

"In fact, the witch clan has always been divided into two lines, one line is witchcraft, and the other line is Gu art. These two lines do not mean that one side is only practicing witchcraft, and the other is only practicing Gu art."

"It's because the ancestors split into two branches in order to allow the Wu Clan to form a good inheritance and form a competitive relationship. My name is Wu Yu, and I come from the witchcraft line."

Wu Yu smiled wryly and said: "It's just that our ancestors' intentions are naturally excellent, but after tens of thousands of years of development and growth of the Wu Clan, coupled with the flow with the outside world, people's hearts will always change."

"In today's Wu clan, the old patriarch, that is, the current Wu ancestor, is getting old day by day, and the catastrophe is approaching. The new generation of Wu ancestors is about to start an election. It is this election that has caused a split within the Wu clan. Start!"

"Oh? I've always known that within the Wu Clan, the folk customs are simple, and everything depends on strength!" Mu Yun was taken aback.

"Thousands of years ago, this was indeed the case, but now, the inside of the Wu Clan has changed!"

Wu Yu said helplessly: "I have been dealing with the outside world for a long time, and the folk customs inside the Wu Clan are not as good as they used to be. This time, my great-grandpa's health can't hold on. I'm afraid there will be chaos inside the Wu Clan, so five years ago, I just I will ask you for dragon scales to continue my great-grandfather's life."

"It's a pity, as you said, my great-grandfather has indeed recovered a little in the past five years, but now, his great-grandfather's health has become worse!"

"Then you want to."

"I want you to go to Shiwan Dashan and treat my great-grandfather!"

Wu Yu hurriedly said: "I heard from them that your level of alchemy, even those old antiques of the Tiandan Sect, is not as good as that, so I came to you. If you can cure Grandpa, it will be my witchcraft. Benefactor of the first line, from now on, I can cooperate with your blood alliance for all the business of my witchcraft lineage!"

"I know that you are fighting against the Hanging Mountain. My Wu Clan may not be able to help you, but I can promise that if you have nowhere to go, my Wu Clan will help you to avoid a difficult situation. The Hanging Mountain will never dare to face you." My Wu Clan makes a move!"

No matter how you listen to these words, how does Mu Yun feel awkward!

"Uh, of course, I don't think that day will exist!" Wu Yu tremblingly said knowing that she had said something wrong.

"I can promise you, but I need some preparations!"

"good!"

Wu Yu never expected that Mu Yun would agree so readily.

"Don't get too excited. I don't know about your great-grandfather's condition. It's hard to guarantee that he will be completely cured."

"You have to give it a try, don't you?" Wu Yu smiled wryly.

Mu Yun could tell that Wu Yu genuinely cared about the great-grandfather he was talking about, and it wasn't for the witchcraft or voodoo lineage.

Arranging Wu Yu in the guest room, Mu Yun returned to the main hall, and immediately called for Zhu Yunqi!

"Director Zhu, how much do you know about the Wu Clan?"

"Witch Clan?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yunqi was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "The Wu Clan are very mysterious, and Xuankong Mountain doesn't know much about them, but they probably know something about it!"

"Tell me and listen!"

"Inside the witch clan, it is divided into the witchcraft lineage and the Gushu lineage. The witchcraft lineage is divided into four major tribes, the Wushan tribe, the Wuyun tribe, the Wufeng tribe, and the Wuyu tribe. These four tribes are the Wushu tribe. The core of the art line."

"As for the Gu art lineage, there are five major tribes, Gu Lei tribe, Gu Electric tribe, Gu Ghost tribe, Gu Mei tribe, and the last Gulong tribe with the smallest number of people!"

Zhu Yunqi said seriously: "However, as far as I know, there have been many internal conflicts and disagreements between the witchcraft and Gushu schools in recent years. If the old witch ancestor is not still there, I am afraid that there is already an internal war!"

"Oh, but there's one thing I thought you might know!"

"What is it?"

"Although Xuankong Mountain has always been indifferent to the Wu Clan, every year, Xuankong Mountain will send a lot of strong people to enter Wushan, I don't know what to investigate, and there are people from Xuankong Mountain stationed in Wushan all the year round!"

Zhu Yunqi said seriously: "This matter is only when I was a core elder, an elder accidentally slipped his mouth, and I only know something!"

"Ok, I see!"

Hearing Zhu Yunqi's explanation, Mu Yun suddenly felt that this Wu clan seemed to be quite complicated.

And what's interesting is that the competition between Tianbao Pavilion, Lanjin Tower, and Shadow Pavilion is, logically speaking, just a struggle over business.

But if you don't do it sooner, don't do it later, you will fight for it when the ancestors of the Wu clan are about to travel westward!

And what makes people even more suspicious is why Xuankong Mountain has been investigating the Wu Clan?

The gang of old foxes in Xuankong Mountain are not idle and have nothing to do. This time, it seems that there will be a good show when they arrive in the Wu Clan.

There must be dangers, but for the sake of the blood alliance's growth, this move must be taken.

Three days later, Mu Yun quietly left with Wu Yu.

Immediately afterwards, several core figures within Yunmeng also gradually left Yunmeng.

All this quietly.

To the outside world, it was only announced that Mu Yun, the leader of the blood alliance, had started to retreat.

At the same time, the major forces also began to surge undercurrents.

Hanging in the mountains.

On the floating mountain peaks, two figures stood with their hands behind their backs.

Bai Wushuang and Ji Wusheng didn't say a word.

In front of the two of them, a figure stood respectfully.

"Bai Jue, this time you must help your uncle Bai Qingtian to complete this mission. This time, there is no room for failure, understand?" Bai Wushuang looked at Bai Jue and ordered.

"Don't worry, the ancestors, it must be completed!"

"Um!"

Bai Wushuang said in a dull voice: "It is said that Muyun has also rushed to Wushan. When I see this son this time, I must kill him. I must not repeat the same mistakes, like Xuan Wuxin!"

"yes!"

Bai Jue cupped his hands again, resigned and left.

This time, he had already made up his mind that even if the mission failed, he must kill Muyun.

The mission of Hanging Mountain?

Compared to the threat that Muyun brought to his heart, the mission of Hanging Mountain is dispensable.

And what will happen in the 100,000 mountains, who can know?

The four major tribes of witchcraft and the five major tribes of Gushu are not easy to provoke. The patriarchs of each tribe have the strength equivalent to the core elders of Xuankong Mountain.

Moreover, that old ancestor is even more unfathomable, and his strength may not be comparable to their gods, but the witchcraft and Gu skills are so mysterious, he dare not be careless!

He was able to survive to this point, on the surface because he looked extremely coquettish, but in fact he calculated every step accurately.

"hateful!"

However, Bai Jue, who was walking on the road, suddenly felt tremors in his heart. In front of him, a beautiful figure walked forward slowly. Looking at that beautiful figure, Bai Jue couldn't control himself.

"Damn it!"

With a low curse, Bai Jue stepped forward, rushed forward, and pulled the female disciple directly into the woods beside him.

Gradually, deep begging and threatening voices came from within the woods.

In the end, the sound of sparse undressing sounded, and the deep panting was undoubtedly depressing.

After half a day, Bai Jue tidied up his clothes and stepped out.

"The strength has become stronger, but the prostitution of the Tianyin Xuan Snake has also become more and more influential, damn it!"

Bai Jue looked at the fallen woman in the woods, a bright red appeared on her body, and said with a sneer: "However, the taste of a woman is indeed something that makes people linger forever!"

The stability in the three thousand small worlds in the past five years seems to be much more stable, but at this moment, undercurrents are surging, and some forces have also received news and began to gradually approach the hundred thousand mountains.

One Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Eastern Wu Clan.

The synonym of the witch clan is mysterious and unpredictable.

This tribe has stretched for tens of thousands of years in the three thousand small world. Their martial arts may not be the strongest, but their witchcraft and voodoo are terrifying and unbelievable.

At this time, in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, in the main altar of the Wu Clan.

Wearing a black robe, Wu Yu brought Mu Yun to the main altar of the Wu Clan.

"Hey, who is this, my good brother Wu Yu!"

It's just that the two of them had just stepped into the main altar of the Wu Clan, when a sinister voice suddenly sounded behind them.