Chapter 242 One Hundred Thousand Years of Skill

As soon as the road to the sky appeared, an undercurrent surged across the Eight Wastelands in an instant, and all the Holy Lands began to exert their own strength.

Some inborn supreme beings who never showed up have gradually emerged.

In the great wasteland of the great era, a silent competition unfolded.

At this time, far away from the strange source of darkness, an invasion plan is still being secretly planned.

At the beginning, only the three giants of the strange king were beheaded by Ye Qiu, and they secretly gathered in a restricted area to discuss something.

"Specially, this Ye Qiu's strength has broken through so quickly. If this goes on, it's almost impossible for us to kill him again."

In the last battle, the King of Tide Falls, who was lucky enough to escape, said with an angry expression.

The other two kings also looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"At present, except for Donghuang, there are also powerful people in the rest of the realm. It is not easy to start a disaster."

"If it goes on like this, what should I do?"

After pondering for a long time, Chaoluo suddenly said: "The eight wastes are one, the ten thousand clans are reunited, and the road to heaven is reappearing in the world.

You said, what kind of scenario would it be if we provoke conflicts between all ethnic groups and promote a catastrophe of all ethnic groups? "

As soon as these words came out, Shuang Wang was stunned, and looked at the tide with disbelief.

I didn't expect him to be so cruel, he could even think of such a sinister trick.

If they can really promote the war of ten thousand races, then they can take advantage of the fisherman without taking any action at all.

"good"

The two kings immediately agreed, but how to promote the war of all ethnic groups is a question worth pondering.

In the Zixia Peak at this time, Ye Qiu didn't know that there was a great conspiracy attacking in the strange and uninhabited forbidden area.

Standing silently in the garden, the fog filled the air, Ye Qiu's eyes were locked, looking at a peach tree in front of him, thinking to himself.

"The growth cycle of the peach is based on the human world. Without external force, it takes three thousand years to bloom and three thousand years to bear fruit. If I waited for it to bloom and bear fruit, I'm afraid I would have already become a dead bone in the mound."

Having said this, Ye Qiu was silent for a while, then shook his head, "No way! If you want to break through the world, you must rely on Pantao's assistance."

"It seems that we have to find a way to use the supreme medicine to induce it..."

But after thinking about it, now he doesn't have much treasured medicine in his hands.

And ordinary precious medicines have no effect, even if they are purchased and returned after the dolls are returned, the quality is not much higher.

"Master..."

Ye Qiu was thinking about how to find fertilizer to stimulate the peach tree. Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Waner had come over obediently and stood silently behind him.

Ye Qiu heard the sound and looked back. After the rest last night, they were all in very good condition.

Ye Qiu nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well...you must know what happened yesterday, right?"

Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er were stunned for a while, and soon understood the meaning of Master's words.

It's nothing more than the road to the sky. Does the master want them to go to the road to the sky?

Lin Qingzhu is not bad, her swordsmanship has been passed down by Ye Qiu, and her strength is among the best among her peers.

However, she has not yet played against the geniuses of other realms, and she still does not know what they are.

The previous little Pixiu was just a little boss, and the real master was still dormant.

Seeing their sluggish expressions, Ye Qiu walked to the peach tree, broke off a branch, and said, "This immortal road is the only chance for you to become immortals."

"You have been following as teachers for a long time."

"It should also be clear that the journey of cultivating immortals is full of disasters. If you want to achieve the supreme immortal way, you must have an indomitable determination."

"One hundred years in the world can see spring, summer, autumn and winter, and one thousand years can see the change of dynasties. Under the wheel of history, I don't know how many people have been eliminated."

"I don't want you to be eliminated in this competition. I hope to see you in the sky."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er trembled in her heart, and she was extremely moved.

In fact, they had this feeling a long time ago, and felt that they were getting further and further away from the back of the master.

The master who has always protected them will eventually leave them one day.

It's just that they don't know when this day will come, and now hearing Ye Qiuyi's words, they feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, as their knowledge became wider, they gradually understood one thing.

If they want to become immortals, with their aptitude, it is impossible.

The final result may be to stand alone on this mountain, guard the ancestral tablet, and grow old silently.

Seeing their sobbing eyes, Ye Qiu was overjoyed. Seeing that the atmosphere had arrived, he would no longer hide his clumsiness.

"Qingzhu, Wan'er, from the beginning of your entry, as a teacher, I have set high expectations for you."

"I don't want my apprentice to be eliminated by the times, and the time to be a teacher is running out.

Before I leave, I want you to really grow up and be able to stand alone. "

"Are you confident?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Qingzhu trembled in his heart, his body trembled, and a firm belief was born in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Master, Qingzhu is confident."

Lin Qingzhu's heart was extremely clear.

Master has such high expectations for himself, even if he sacrifices his life, he cannot let Master down.

She was not good at words, and most of what was in her heart was expressed in emotions. Looking at her firm eyes, Ye Qiu was overjoyed.

Great, it looks like the chicken broth worked.

It has to be you, you have always been a mouthful of chicken soup as a teacher and never rejected it.

Zhao Wan'er saw that her senior sister had said so, and said firmly: "Master, Wan'er will work hard."

After listening to their final expressions, Ye Qiu's expression was still very indifferent, but he just smiled gratified.

He said again: "The road to heaven is here, and a big competition is about to start. Your qualifications are limited, and it is already very reluctant to be able to cultivate here."

"Compared to those real geniuses, it is indeed a little weak."

Hearing him say this~www.mtlnovel.com~ The two of them are also very disappointed, why don't they understand this truth.

But what can be done, the natural aptitude is like this, it's just that they don't have a good bloodline inheritance, and their origins are ordinary.

Their masters had done enough. If Ye Qiu didn't do his best, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to reach this level.

When the two of them were losing, Ye Qiu suddenly said again: "But... it's not impossible to kill in this competition..."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them suddenly trembled.

What's the meaning?

Seeing Ye Qiu's faint smile, both of them were stunned, only to hear him continue: "I am a teacher today, pass on your 100,000-year skill, and help you enter the realm of sect masters..."

"what!"

"One hundred thousand years..."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were instantly shocked, and their faces were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)