Chapter 60 Beast God's Request

If he was defeated so easily, then he would not be called Wutian.

Pushing the little girl away, he sat by the lake, his luck healed his wounds, his essence and energy penetrated his whole body, and the injured viscera were quickly repaired.

An hour later, he stood up long and collected himself. Don't worry about the traces of his parents. The priority now is to improve his cultivation.

"Shishi, come and help me repair the house."

The two got busy. Fortunately, Wutian had never done such a thing before, and the dilapidated hut was repaired quickly.

As the sky gradually darkened, Chi Yanzi and Xiaotian came back. The little guy was covered in injuries. According to Shi Shi's translation, it went hunting in the depths for the three of them's future food.

Accompanied by Chi Yanzi, it was not as simple as just hunting. The little guy was covered in bruises and his eyes dimmed. Obviously, a vicious fight took place.

Chi Yanzi threw down the book, told them not to run around, and left alone.

This is an introduction about Zongmen, a map of the island, and the rules of Zongmen.

Wutian looked at the past one by one, and it was nothing more than something, not to hurt fellow disciples, to collude with outsiders and so on.

"Huh? This is..."

His eyes locked on a certain place, which recorded the introduction about the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is a place where secret scriptures and formulas are stored. It is a forbidden area of ​​the sect and is guarded by high-level people. Without the permission of the suzerain, no one is allowed to enter without authorization. Anyone who violates the rules will be expelled from the sect.

There is another way, that is to exchange merit for opportunities.

The so-called merit refers to making contributions to the sect, or beheading enemies, or beheading monsters, etc., and donating spoils, resources, etc. to the sect in exchange for merit.

For a disciple to advance to a higher level, he also needs merit.

For example, for a named disciple to be promoted to an inner disciple, not only must he be ranked in the top 50 in the competition, but he must also have sufficient merit.

In Zongmen, merit is equal to currency, which can be used to buy items, exchange materials, and so on.

Of course, if you leave the sect, your achievements will be useless.

To enter the Treasure Pavilion, in addition to obtaining the permission of the suzerain, one can exchange one thousand merits for a chance to enter, but the time is limited, only one hour.

"Achievement..."

Wutian frowned. He entered Yanzong for the purpose of secret codes and formulas. Unexpectedly, he needed this thing. It seems that he will be busy in the future.

Merit is not something that can be exchanged for anything, but can only be exchanged after being appraised, useful, and valuable.

"I don't know how many merits you can get in exchange for the fire demon scorpion's teeth and thighs." Wutian began to regret that he didn't leave half of the fire demon scorpion behind. Sludge beast.

The little guy was lying on his side to heal his wounds, and the mustard seed bag on his paw caught his attention.

Wutian snatched it over, with a thought, several huge monsters fell out, blood flowed, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"Why are they all grass donkeys and boars, don't you know how to catch something good?" Wutian muttered.

The little guy got upset, waved his paws, and screamed.

Shishi translation: "The little thing said, these are just food for this period of time. If brother wants good materials, he can go hunting in the depths. There are a lot of ancient relics in it. Its injury is caused by fighting with an ancient relic. of."

"Is it very strong?"

The little guy gestured again.

"It said that the weakest one is about the same as the fire demon scorpion. As for the strongest one, it doesn't know. It hasn't tried it. It asks if you want to go together tomorrow."

Wutian nodded, this is the only way to enter the scripture storage pavilion as soon as possible.

The three chatted for a while, and Chi Yanzi came back in a hurry.

He threw a mustard seed bag over and said: "Here are your clothes, and there is a deed of merit, just drop your blood to recognize the master. Also, if you are fine, don't go out often, practice hard for your teacher, or go to Bibo Hunt in the depths of the forest, and strive to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Wutian replied.

Chi Yanzi glanced at him, his eyes became strange: "You are so young, there are quite a lot of treasures, I gave the ring and the left hand of the god to study for my teacher."

"this……"

"What, what, do you still want it as a teacher? It's just that you have nothing to do, and you are more curious when you come across the things left over from the ancient times. Besides, your current strength has reached the nine-nine extreme state, and the left hand of the god is not that big. Useful, I will return it to you after I finish studying as a teacher, maybe there will be surprises."

There is nothing helpless, after all, it is a master, so it is not good to refuse!

So, he took off the left hand of the god of heaven and the battle ring of Sikong, handed it over, and asked: "Master, my current strength has reached the limit. Next, which direction should I cultivate?"

Hearing this, Chi Yanzi became thoughtful.

After a while, he smiled and said: "You can choose to temper your body and strengthen your defense. Before you break through the perfection period, you can withstand the attack of the nine-nine extreme power without getting hurt, and you will be completely consummated. Also, as a teacher I want to warn you, don't break through the Nine-Nine Extreme Realm, if you enter the Consummation Realm, even if you are a teacher and your cultivation is as high as the sky, you will not be able to protect yourself."

Wutian nodded. He knew that those who surpassed the Nine-Nine Extreme Realm and entered the Consummation Realm were called Heaven Defenders and would be hunted down by everyone in the mainland. This has been the case throughout the ages.

"Okay, just handle your affairs by yourself, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Chi Yanzi said, then turned and walked into one of the thatched huts.

The little girl was dissatisfied and said: "Grandpa and Master are too irresponsible. They tricked us here, but they didn't care about it, and they didn't find Shishi a great formula to practice. It's too disgusting."

Wutian smiled wryly, who insisted on coming at the beginning, but now it's good, he beat him up and blamed others.

What's more, even if you are given the formula, you will not be able to practice it.

He opened the mustard bag and took out some clothes. The clothes on his body hadn't been changed for a long time, and they all had a sour smell.

Then, he looked at the three white tokens, which were made of special materials that had never been seen before, and were very hard. On the back were engraved the three characters 'Meritation Order', but they were not written with pens or weapons, but with essence condensed. become.

To be able to control the essence so well and not dissipate for a long time, I am afraid it is either the suzerain or the master.

Biting his finger, a drop of blood fell, and a faint awn glowed from his meritorious deeds, and then, a few words appeared in Wutian's mind.

Merit order belongs to: Yanyangzi.

Merit: zero.

He gave the other two tokens to the little guy and Shishi respectively, and he found three tokens again. These three tokens he had seen before were exactly the same as the Vientiane Token that Han Tian had shown him, and they were used for sound transmission in the same door.

It is also the recognition of the Lord by dripping blood.

Putting away the Vientiane Token and throwing the mustard seed bag to the little girl, she couldn't think of leaving, played with it curiously, and marveled over and over again.

Wutian walked to the lake, jumped and fell into the water, the icy cold air swept in, but he was refreshed, all the troubles disappeared in an instant, and his body and mind were in peace.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, the bright moonlight spreads down, and the earth is covered with a layer of silver.

By the lake, a bonfire was burning, illuminating the place.

Above the fire, there is a wild boar, which is golden, with crispy skin and tender meat, and the aroma is attractive!

"Brother Wu, your craftsmanship is good. The meat is tender and delicious. I'll come every day." Han Tian gobbled it up, almost biting his tongue.

Wutian shook his head.

"Don't mind, I wanted to come here before, but the old man refused to let me go. Now that you are here, he has no reason to drive me away!" Han Tian said while gnawing on the big pork leg.

The little girl also ate very happily, her little mouth was covered with oil stains, she gave him a vicious look, and said: "Brother, don't promise him, he is a bad person."

"Quack..." The little guy nodded, expressing his agreement. He is the master of food protection, and he doesn't see people who compete with him for food.

"You have no conscience, I eat hard and hard."

After enjoying a delicious meal and chatting for a while, Han Tian left.

The little girl was also sleepy. She walked into the thatched cottage and fell asleep. The little girl wanted to join in the fun, but was caught by Wutian and told her about the agreement with the beast god.

One person and one frog, looking at the moonlight, feeling quite emotional, this journey has been extremely difficult, and almost lost their lives several times, and now they finally have a place to live.

"Prodigal son, tell me, will grandpa become a star?"

"Croak!" The little guy croaked, his long and narrow eyes were full of confusion, and he immediately nodded his head as a comfort.

Time passed little by little, and finally midnight arrived.

Wutian got up and ran towards the outside.

At night, everyone basically rested. Apart from the moonlight, the entire island was silent with only sporadic lights.

Not long after, Wutian came to the Beast God.

"Young man, I like your punctuality."

Wutian cupped his hands and said: "Senior, I don't know why we were called here late at night."

"As expected of the person Chi Yanzi likes, he is straightforward!" The Beast God said with a smile, "Then I'll just say it straight."

"The juniors are all ears."

The beast god looked at the little guy and said, "This time I asked you to come here mainly because of him. I want him to be the guardian beast god of the sect and our successor."

"En?" Wutian was taken aback, this is the place where he acted, you guys are doing well, why are you looking for an heir?

The Beast God explained: "To be honest, we have lived for two thousand years, guarding Yanzong for more than one thousand and twelve hundred years. Live in the world."

"Back then, we made an agreement with Kong Lingzi that we would protect the sect with all our strength after his death. Over a thousand years have passed since then. We are already exhausted physically and mentally, and the hidden injuries in our bodies are getting more serious. I fear that time is running out!" the Beast Emperor said, unexpectedly It was a woman's voice.

"She is my wife, and she will accompany me to protect Yanzong. Alas, I was the one who dragged her down. If I hadn't insisted on agreeing to Kong Lingzi's request, I wouldn't be in this situation now!" the beast god sighed.

Wutian said: "Is there no elixir that can heal your dark wounds and prolong your life?"

"It's too late. Our injuries have dragged on for too long. It has reached the point of no return. Our vitality is almost exhausted. When it comes to an end, even if there is a magic elixir, it can only make us live for a while at most, but the result is still the same."

The Beast God paused, and continued: "At first we had given up on looking for an heir, and were going to explain everything to Yan Yangzi. Unexpectedly, today he brought back the Tunyuan Frog, and we finally saw hope. Young man, please promise us ask."

No sky is silent.

He can't decide this matter, it depends on the little guy's wishes.

The little guy shook his head, undecided, and then stared at him, which meant that you can do whatever you say.

Wutian felt quite a headache, he didn't plan to stay in Yanzong for the rest of his life, this was just a transitional period, and he had to look for his parents in the future, so he would definitely leave.

However, because of a promise, the Beast God and Beast Emperor would rather give up healing his wounds and stay in the sect, not leaving even a single step, which is really admirable.

He hesitated.