The empress practiced in the city

Chapter 147

Zhenling smiled embarrassedly, "I think you can still unify the entire Shenwu Continent like you did ten thousand years ago."

"Do you want to unify the Shenwu Continent again?" It turned out that the true spirit had taken a fancy to her. Wu Yan squinted his eyes. Ten thousand years ago, Wu Li unified the Shenwu Continent, including the monster race, sea race and other alien races.

Zhenling nodded and said: "That's right, when the time comes, after unifying the Shenwu Continent, with my assistance, the master will definitely be able to break through the boundaries and pass through the Immortal Tribulation. At that time, he will be able to take the entire Shenwu Continent to ascend to the Immortal Realm."

Wu Yan nodded slightly, "We'll discuss this matter later, you step back first, and if I need to find you, I'll call you out again."

Wu Fu waved his hand at the true spirit and asked it to retreat.

"Yes." True Spirit responded, and instantly submerged into the Miscellaneous Peak. At this moment, Miscellaneous Peak should be said to be more considerate than Shenfeng.

After signing the soul contract with the true spirit, Wu Yan can clearly sense all the situation in Dao Ke's entire Handyman Peak, including some handyman elders who are hidden in the depths of the Handyman Peak.

Unified martial arts?
Wu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

I don't know what happened to the subjects of the previous dynasty, but judging by Wu Rong's current form, it is not easy to unify the Shenwu Continent, at least it is impossible for Wu Rong to complete it in a short time.

You must know that Wu Yan's time in Wushen Continent is limited.

Once the effect of dreaming Dafa disappears, Wu Yan and all the golden shirts will return to Blue Star.

According to the previous setting, Wulong and his colleagues will only have three years in Shenwu Continent.

"It seems that you have to practice hard. Within these three years, you must raise your cultivation base to the Nascent Soul Realm. Next time you come to Shenwu Continent, you must be able to decide whether to stay or not."

Wu Yan secretly made up his mind.

The aura of Shenwu Continent is many times richer than that of Blue Star. Practicing here will get twice the result with half the effort.

There is another goal in Wu Fu's heart, which is to return to Blue Star after breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm. This is when she begins to regain Blue Star.

Five days later, there were more and more new disciples in the Yuhuamen. The Yuhuamen arranged tasks, and the disciples in the Fatmen went to the outside world to recruit disciples. Naturally, it was impossible to limit them to the wild land.

In the barren land, the mountains are poor and the water is evil, and there are no talented genius seeds with good qualifications.

Therefore, the Yuhua Sect's focus in recruiting disciples is still in various regions of China.

In Handyman Peak, in an ordinary disciple's room, Wu Yan sat cross-legged on the mattress of the stone bed, concentrating on his cultivation.

If someone is here, they will definitely feel incredible, because the aura in this room is several times stronger than other enemies, comparable to ordinary cultivation secrets.

Of course, all of this is due to the true spirit. As the true spirit of Shenfeng, this trivial matter is completely trivial to it.

Wu Yan closed her eyes tightly, she didn't care about worldly affairs, she just concentrated on her cultivation, protected by the real spirit, she was not afraid of being disturbed by other people at all.

Even the old antiques in the Yuhua Sect don't have this ability. Otherwise, the true spirits and divine peaks would not be able to stay safe for countless epochs if they were within the Yuhua Sect.

If it hadn't come out to submit to Wulong this time, I'm afraid no one would have discovered it even after a few more epochs.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, Wu Fu opened her eyes, and a ray of light flashed through her eyes. With a soft drink, a white breath shot out like a sharp arrow.

Boom!

The white breath hit the stone bench in front of it, and with an explosion, it immediately shattered into pieces.

"Middle stage of the Chengdan realm."

(End of this chapter)