Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

It turns out that among the two men, the fat man carrying the gourd on his back is the elegant and unrestrained Yun Zhongzi!

The other beauty in green and yellow clothes is the most beautiful girl in the Hidden God Club - A Lan!

Fuxi murmured: "Don't worry, do you still remember the great swordsman Zi Yu?"

"High Priest, are you talking about the legendary great swordsman, Zi Yu?"

Yun Zhongzi asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's him."

Fuxi nodded.

"I remember that he seemed to have fought against Shi Xing at that time, and he seemed to have completely crushed him..."

Yun Zhongzi muttered to himself.

"Yes, Ziyu is really amazing."

Fuxi also agreed.

"But later, during the Battle of Chaoge, he was injured by the sky and didn't know whether he was dead or alive. In the end, he was taken away by the God of Hunting."

Yun Zhongzi recalled what happened that day.

"Yes, that's right, but according to my detection of the divine power of the Aerial Realm, Zi Yu has another apprentice. He is very young, only ten years old, but he is already a master of the ultimate Qi Refining Technique and can compete with the great gods." Fuxi said.

"what?"

Yun Zhongzi and A Lan were both shocked.

"You are so young but you have such powerful strength?" Yun Zhongzi said with eyes wide open.

"Isn't that more powerful than us old guys?" Yun Zhongzi said

"High Priest, are you saying that this child took away your grandson Wu Geng?" A Lan suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly.

"Yes, that's right." Fuxi nodded.

"Will he hurt your grandson? After all, his master doesn't have any relationship with us..." A Lan asked worriedly.

"It shouldn't happen. His master, the great swordsman Zi Yu, is the uncle of Wu Geng, and also the sister-in-law of my deceased daughter Xin Yuehu. So they should take care of each other and won't hurt each other." Fuxi explained.

"So that's how it is. That's good... I hope your grandson is safe and sound." A Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, I hope Wu Geng can come back to us soon..." Fuxi looked into the distance, his eyes full of anticipation.

So that's how it is, Yun Zhongzi suddenly realized.

So, is there anything else you need?

Fuxi said: Half a year has passed since the last migration. In order to avoid being hunted by the gods, we will migrate again in three days. This matter will be left to you to help the peacock.

Yes, High Priest, they both said in unison.

You guys go back and rest first, said Fuxi.

“Goodbye,” they said in unison.

On the other side, in the inn, Wu Geng and Jiang Shang returned to their rooms to rest after finishing their Qi training. However, Wang Hun did not stop, but chose to stay where he was and practiced attentively.

Originally, when Wang Hun was practicing with Master Zi Yu, he did not need to practice at night, but only needed to practice for four hours during the day. One reason for this was that he was gifted, even better than Master Zi Yu; another reason was that Zi Yu believed that with Wang Hun's talent, he did not need to make up for his shortcomings through diligence, so he advocated a combination of work and rest.

However, the situation has changed now, and Wang Hun knows that he must work harder to practice. He has to practice four more hours every day, a total of eight hours, only in this way can he improve his strength faster and do his best to save his master.

On this dark and windy night, there was no moonlight or lights. Darkness enveloped everything, but the light of Qigong always lingered around a ten-year-old boy. His handsome and thin face was illuminated by the light of Qigong, and his slender and thin body was particularly eye-catching in the light.

He held the Qi-refining sword tightly, concentrating on practicing Qi-refining and swordsmanship. Every time he swung the sword, there was a flash of Qi-refining skills. His eyes were firm and persistent, as if he pinned all his hopes on the Qi-refining sword in his hand.

The next morning, before it was completely light, the five of them had breakfast early. After Wang Hun settled the bill, he carefully sorted out the dry food they had purchased. Then, they rode on four horses and resolutely left the inn.

In the next half month, the five people lived in the open air and relied on these dry food to survive. Despite the difficult conditions, Wang Hun still insisted on teaching Wu Geng and Jiang Shang the method of Qi Refining every night. During this period, Wu Geng and Jiang Shang, who were beginners, had significantly improved their Qi Refining level. And Wang Hun's own strength also made some progress.

Finally, on this day, the five of them arrived at the seaside. Wang Hun seemed to have sensed something unusual. He turned to look at Wu Geng and Jiang Shang, pointed at the vast sea and said, "Do you feel any special aura?"

Wu Geng rubbed his head and answered doubtfully: "I don't feel anything!" Jiang Shang didn't notice anything unusual at first, but soon he thought it might be related to Qi Refining, so he closed his eyes and carefully felt the breath of the sea. Not long after, he opened his eyes and said excitedly: "I feel it! There seems to be an extremely weak but also extremely huge Qi Refining approaching us!"

Wang Hun showed a relieved smile and whispered: "Yes, Fantasy Island is coming."

"Fantasy Island? What is that place?" Bai Cai and A Shi looked confused and were bewildered by this unfamiliar word.

Wu Geng then told them the secret of Qi training, the phantom island, and of course his experiences.

Bai Cai asked curiously, "Senior Wang Hun, do Ah Shi and I have the talent for Qi Refining?"

Wang Hun sighed and said slowly: "This question...is not easy to answer."

After hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, but Wu Geng hugged them and comforted them: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you don't have the talent for Qi Refining. I, Wu Geng, am here to protect you!"

After all, they were still children. After hearing such words, they felt much better and smiles appeared on their faces.

Wang Hun saw it and continued, "Jiang Shang, Huandao will come tonight. You will go to the island today. After that, you may be accepted as a disciple by Venerable Bai Yue of Huandao because of your good talent."

"Venerable Bai Yue?" Jiang Shang asked doubtfully.

Wang Hun explained: "One of the masters of Fantasy Island is very powerful, even more powerful than the gods of the gods. And I am still far behind him."

"What about you?" Jiang Shang asked.

Wang Hun shook his head and said, "It's hard to say where we are going. I'm not sure now."

Jiang Shang remained silent, his eyes revealing a hint of worry and confusion.

Wang Hun seemed to see through his thoughts and comforted him, "Jiang Shang, don't worry. When the time is right, you will know it naturally."

Jiang Shang nodded, but the doubts in his heart were not completely eliminated.