Chapter 415 Return to the Clan

Blood Abyss State.

Nine twisted black and red peaks, like coiled dragons growing from nine directions to the center, or like nine demon dragons bowing their heads and submitting to the scarlet ancient temple in the center.

The nine thousand feet blood waterfall rushed down, stimulating a strong blood demon aura, and the bright starlight descending from the starry sky seemed to condense naturally and turned into irregular star magic stones.

This is ranked 32nd among the local bureaus.

——[Nine Palaces Demon Star Flying Bureau]!

Since the last blood pool baptism, Wang Yu's understanding of this bureau has deepened a lot. Although he did not see the legendary demon spirit, he also gained a lot of benefits from it.

After a long absence, the problem of the Nine Evil Sword Lord was solved.

He can return to the sect openly, and take advantage of the opportunity to be promoted from the seventh elder of the sect to the Yuanying ancestor of the Cold Blood Peak, excluding the two great monks, the Ice Soul Immortal and the Blue Heart Elder.

The Lord of the Cold Blood Mountain and the Sky Frost Demon Lord do not get along, and his joining just forms the third angle, and it is well known that the triangle has stability.

The first two represent the master-disciple faction and the clan faction respectively, and he is a typical middle-of-the-road faction, who is short of manpower and wants to maintain the situation.

Alchemy skills are his biggest bargaining chip.

There is also Elder Yushu. The two met again in the endless ice field that year. Although he did not reveal his identity, Wang Yu knew Elder Yushu's progress.

If everything went well, he should have returned.

If it didn't go well, needless to say, he would die.

The other party has the title of "the most promising person to break through the Nascent Soul" after all, and he must be very capable. The death of his favorite grandson has dealt him a heavy blow.

But emotions are only temporary. As long as he doesn't try to break through on the spot, he will always return to reason afterwards.

Judging from the other party's age, he really has no confidence at all.

He won't try it forcefully.

He still has expectations for this.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain gate of the Niling Blood Sect, a huge archway-style building with four big characters is written on it, and a vast avenue paved with white marble comes into view.

Go straight and you will enter the area of ​​Nixue Shifang.

There are a lot of Saint Sect disciples standing guard on both sides. Compared with the past when only two people were sent to look after the appearance, there are now hundreds of people, and this is still the public.

On the white jade avenue that is large enough for twenty carriages to run in parallel, Wang Yu's escape light dissipated and revealed his true appearance. He was dressed in white clothes with silver stripes, and his white hair was tied into a small crown.

A green hairpin was across, and a miniature black coffin was hanging.

He was handsome and charming, with a tall and stylish figure. Standing there, he would be the most handsome guy in the crowd. If it weren't for his pale skin that looked a little weak, it would have slightly reduced his brilliance.

"Excuse me... who are you?"

The gatekeeper's status is average.

Back then, the batch of people who were in the same class as Wang Yu died as long as they didn't break through the foundation building. In addition, he had been in seclusion for many years, so it was normal that they didn't recognize him.

Put on the ring of the Seventh Elder of Hanxue Peak and activate it.

A blood talisman materialized, and all the disciples were shocked and shouted: "Welcome the Seventh Elder of Cold Blood to return to the sect!"

"Welcome the Seventh Elder of Cold Blood to return to the sect!"

"Welcome the Seventh Elder of Cold Blood to return to the sect!"

In life, fame and fortune can run through one's life.

In the cultivation world, the essence of fame and fortune is power and realm!

Wang Yu was quite satisfied with the attitude of these people. He disappeared on the spot with one step, and at the same time, a blood light traced back and turned into a strong man in dragon armor.

"Senior Yu?"

At the foot of the Cold Blood Peak, the Blood Eye Demon Dragon obviously noticed the movement at the entrance of the mountain gate, so he rushed over directly and looked at him with a strange look.

"I have heard about your deeds in the Ancient Beast Ancestor God Mountain, hehe..."

Wang Yu suddenly realized.

"Senior, are you talking about the Human Desire Law?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

On this point, Wang Yu was not stingy. This inheritance was a chicken rib for him for the time being. It was useless to have it, and it was a pity to abandon it.

Considering that Yu Laodeng's fourth-level teleportation talisman did come in time and saved his life, it is only natural to share the method taught by the beast god.

"Okay."

The blood-eyed demon dragon was quite satisfied after imprinting the jade slip on the spot.

"By the way, why are you back?"

"I heard that you are doing well in the Northland demon tribe, and your alchemy attainments have conquered many demon kings. If I were you, I would definitely ask King Lei Lin and others to help solve the Nine Evils and return to the sect."

Hearing this, Wang Yu looked at him strangely.

He smiled and said, "Then how do you know that I didn't do it?"

Yu Laodeng raised his eyebrows, and the two of them laughed evilly.

They tacitly stopped mentioning this matter.

He came here for no real business, but came to see it out of curiosity. At the same time, he had a suspicion of demon life that he wanted to confirm.

The information about Wang Yu was recently passed to him from the Northland demon tribe, and he had not told anyone yet.

"I heard... you condensed the Nascent Soul?"

"Of course. "

Wang Yu's aura slightly released, and the Blood Eye Demon Dragon was even more shocked when he felt the strong demonic essence. If he remembered correctly, Wang Yu had not yet accepted the Nascent Soul inheritance of Hanxue Peak.

But his cultivation was no longer that of a person who had just entered the Nascent Soul realm. He had at least reached the second level of the Nascent Soul, and had initially escaped from the weak period in the same realm.

This shocked the demon more than the news that Wang Yu had formed a Nascent Soul.

"Incredible, you are..."

"Almost two hundred years old."

Actually, he is about 186 years old. He has been practicing for less than two hundred years, but he has become a top powerhouse. If the Dan formation is still a little watery, he can become a mainstay with strong combat power.

The weakest Nascent Soul cultivator is also a pillar of a sect. No matter where he goes, he is enough to dominate a place, and he is even rarer among casual cultivators.

It can be said that Wang Yu's age alone has surpassed 99% of geniuses. It is certain that he will enter the late stage of the Nascent Soul and even the Great Perfection in the future.

He is a strong man who has initially realized his potential, but has not yet developed to the extreme.

It seems that Yu Laodeng was hit hard by this news.

He did not come back to his senses for a long time.

With a smile on his face, Wang Yu climbed to the top of the Cold Blood Peak in an instant. The mountain masters of each peak of the Niling Blood Sect are in charge of general affairs, and their strength is generally at the third level of the Nascent Soul, except for the Evil God Peak.

What he has to do next is to take a Taoist name.

He is listed in the ancestral hall of the Cold Blood Peak, and the Blood Demon Hall will also record his existence and life stories for future generations to admire. All the collections and secrets of the Cold Blood Peak will be open to him.

In addition to the inheritance of the "Ancient Blood Demon Sutra" and some secrets of the Blood Demon Hall, he will truly step into the peak of power of the Niling Blood Sect and become one of the top leaders.

Although his territory is still on the Cold Blood Peak, he can read the inheritance of the nine peaks, make up for all the shortcomings, and have the right to comment on some sect systems.

Completely different from the identity of an elder, a new chapter can be opened in one's personal practice resume.

The dojo of the master of Hanxue Mountain.

For this seventh elder, the mountain master was most impressed by his powerful alchemy attainments, and the Hanxue master-disciple sect benefited a lot from this.

It's a pity that after the battle between the two Zhuos ended.

Wang Yu suddenly left the sect and never came back, let alone contact. After almost 30 years, he thought that he was secretly liquidated by Zhuo Shouyun.

Then he became angry and scolded him unceremoniously.

"Wang Yu, you disappeared without a word during the war. Those who don't know would think that you are afraid before the battle. The position of elder is really unbearable!"

When he said this, Wang Yu immediately understood in his heart.

This is to give the position of the seventh elder to someone else. No wonder it's like eating gunpowder and exploded before it was ignited.

"Mountain master, please be patient."

Take out all the rings, ice crowns, and dresses that represent your identity and pile them on the long table.

Wang Yu smiled.

"Wang went to the Endless Ice Field to cultivate for nearly thirty years and successfully condensed the Nascent Soul. When he heard that the war between the righteous and the evil had started again, he quickly rushed back to the sect. This... is not considered wrong, right?"

"——What!"

Shocked, the Lord of Hanxue Mountain suddenly stood up.

"You condensed the Nascent Soul?"

After doing it again in front of the Blood Eye Demon Dragon, the Lord of the Mountain was completely convinced and couldn't help but sit in a daze.

Wang Yu enjoyed it.

It feels really good to pretend...to show off in front of others.

Breaking through the Nascent Soul itself is a big deal, not to mention that he is really too young, and most of his classmates are still struggling with the foundation building.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

But he has climbed all the way up from the body of a spirit slave.

After experiencing the outer gate, inner gate, ordinary elders, twelve elders, and the trial of the Blood Abyss, he has surpassed this generation of true disciples. You must know that they are an average of a hundred years older than Wang Yu.

The selection of the new batch of true disciples is what Wang Yu should do at his age. The difference in seniority is too great, so it is understandable that he was shocked to the point of losing consciousness.

After a long silence, the mountain master forced a fake smile, but before he could speak, several rays of light came in through the door.

They were the core elders of the Cold Blood Peak.

One of them had a burning look in his eyes. When he came in, he first glanced at Wang Yu, and then his attention was attracted by the dress and ice crown on the table.

"Mountain master, this is the seventh elder Wang Yu of the previous generation."

"Yes."

Wang Yu looked over with interest.

He remembered that the position of the elders' council was one person per person, and he occupied the position of the Zuoqiu family. Even if he didn't sit there anymore, he should take it back.

"Who are you?"

"I am Yu Rantang, the current seventh elder. Fellow Daoist Wang has been gone for too long, and the position of the Elder Council is too high and powerful to be left vacant."

"Yu family...did you make a deal privately?"

"That's none of your concern. Since you have handed over all these things, why don't you work under me in the future?"

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Wang has superb alchemy skills. How about I give you a hundred high-quality spirit stones for every furnace of fourth-level elixir you refine? ”

Silence.

The Lord of Hanxue Mountain, who was about to say something, stopped talking instantly. He was happy to see Wang Yu and the clan faction clash. The power of the Yu clan in Hanxue Peak was very weak.

Since the war began, the three major clans of Yu, Zhuo, and Zuoqiu began to exert their strength, and the exchange of interests became more frequent. Many times, he, the Lord of the Mountain, could only watch and could not make any comments.

To put it bluntly, the entire Nilingxue Sect was the product of the alliance of interests among the three clans. Most of the people in power in the nine peaks and one hall were their people.

The rest also needed to rely on the three clans to survive. If they were to end up, there would be no place for the master-disciple faction. Besides, the master-disciple faction was not united enough.

At present, the Nilingxue Sect suffered a great disaster, but its foundation had not been lost, nor had it exerted all its strength. All parties were coordinating and preparing.

Yu Rantang used spirit stones to humiliate Wang Yu like this...

"It's me. I can't stand it."

Wang Yu sneered in the expectant eyes of the Lord of Hanxue Mountain.

"What's the crime of committing treason?"

"Death penalty. "

Yu Rantang didn't understand and frowned.

"If you don't want to, I have another job. I heard that Wang Daoyou was the mayor of Guiling City in Yunlingzhou in his early years. Why don't you go there and do your best..."

Wang Yu didn't have the patience to listen to him anymore and stretched out his hand to grab him.

Yu Rantang uncontrollably put his neck in his hand, and the black ice emitting a chill covered him. No matter how he urged his magic power, it was useless.

At this moment, fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Unfortunately, his neck was held too tightly, so he couldn't speak. Several elders who were traveling with him were shocked and scolded.

"Wang Yu, what are you doing?"

"Brother Yu just assigned you a task, why is it so?"

"Don't be impulsive, Brother Yu is a member of the Yu family..."

"Noisy."

Wang Yu saw the intention of the Lord of Hanxue Mountain to add fuel to the fire.

But it didn't matter at all. He didn't feel the same about the Yu family. After Yu Xing betrayed Zhuo Shouqing, he abandoned this person even more.

If it was a guy from Zuoqiu family, it would be fine. This kind of jumping clown dared to show up and disgust him. If he didn't get rid of it today, the majesty of Yuanying would be gone.

The icicle spikes suddenly exploded, and countless ice crystal fragments with blood and flesh powder scattered into bloody ice flakes like hibiscus blooming, bloody and beautiful.

A golden pill fell into Wang Yu's hand, and the ice dragon pill flame rose from his palm, turning into an illusory flame cauldron, with the attainment of the third-level perfect human pill art.

In just nine breaths.

Nine third-level top-grade human pills that are specially used to restore mana were produced. The speed of alchemy for Yuanying cultivators is so fast. With the help of the magic essence and the perfect alchemy skills.

This show of skill is shocking.

Throwing nine pills on the table, Wang Yu said.

"Everyone, take a look at this pill?"

Someone laughed awkwardly and complimented.

"Refine it in an instant, amazing skills!"

At this point, the mountain master's treacherous attitude and Wang Yu's strength were revealed. No matter how stupid, you can guess that Wang Yu is no longer on the same level as them.

Once this alchemy technique is revealed, it is likely to attract a large number of Yuanying to come and ask for pills. Everyone has been working hard in the alchemy hall for a long time!

As for Yu Rantang, he will die if he dies.

At most, he could pay a compensation of 100 high-grade spirit stones to atone for his crime. The Holy Sect has always had the rule of using spirit stones to atone for his crime, and it is strictly forbidden to offend those who are below their superiors.

"We will not disturb the mountain master and Senior Wang. We will leave now, and leave now..."

This group of people came and left quickly.

I don't know who spread the news, but they came to commit suicide in a hurry. No one else can do that.

The master of Hanxue Mountain returned to normal and pondered.

"Since fellow Daoist Wang has condensed his Nascent Soul, he will be one of the ancestors of Hanxue Peak in the future. There are still many vacancies in the fourth-level spirit vein cave. Do you want to stay on the mountain or go to Tianshuang?"

"Stay on the mountain and move the original cave there."

"Okay."

The two discussed some trivial matters. After finalizing all aspects of the matter, they had their own subordinates to handle it, and Wang Yu did not need to run errands himself.

The more important thing is to leave a Taoist name and inheritance.

After leaving this hall, Wang Yu entered the ancestral hall of Hanxue Peak for the first time. The spirit tablets on the left were all deceased ancestors, the earliest of whom was the ancestor who founded Hanxue Peak.

It has been ten thousand years since then. Wang Yu looked around for a moment and cast his eyes to the right. Here are the living Yuanying of Hanxue Peak, and the names of Fairy Bingpo and Elder Lanxin are all left.

"Have you thought about the name you want to create in the future?"

Wang Yu thought about it, waved his finger and carved...