Hu Wanshan looked at Xi'er and smiled slightly: Xi'er, my brother passed you a letter of faith power cultivation exercises, you study at home, and when you grow up, help your brother take care of the fox clan, do you think it is okay? Xi'er pouted, as if she wanted to say something, Hu Wanshan ran the exercises to copy a ball of inheritance of faith and wish power cultivation exercises, and entered Xi'er's sea of knowledge, although Hu Wanshan used his strength skillfully, Xi'er also grinned and held his head with both hands, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he did not shout.

Hu Wanshan admired in his heart that this little demon's willpower was also amazing. It is by no means comparable to ordinary people. Hu Batian and his wife, seeing Xi'er's painful appearance, their hearts were raised to their throats, but they had nothing to do, they watched anxiously, and secretly complained about Hu Wanshan's recklessness in their hearts.

After a while, Xi'er Han entered the spring, penetrated the pajamas, and the boundless mysterious power formed a whirlpool above Xi'er's head, burrowing into the body, and a golden light flashed around Xi'er's body.

Remembering the sound of the eggshell breaking, Xi'er opened her eyes and stretched out her slimy little hand, hugged Hu Wanshan's neck, and said crisply: Brother stinks!

Looking at Xi'er's innocent appearance, Hu Wanshan was really speechless, the yellow mud falling in the crotch of his pants was not but, put Xi'er on the ground, and thought in his heart: You are the pure blood of the fox clan, and you will have to pick up this burden in the future.

Hu Batian and his wife saw Xi'er break through the realm, and they were also happy in their hearts, thinking that the eldest son Hu Wanshan was demonic enough, but they didn't know that the younger son was even better.

Hu Wanshan is also afraid of long nights and dreams, and it won't be troublesome if his mother also wants to follow. The external risks are unknown, and we must not be careless. Hurriedly clasped his fists to his parents and said: Father, mother, without further ado, the child will go to the treasury to get the puppet, and the father will prepare for the time being, and when the child returns, he will rush to the Flood Continent.

Madame was reluctant to glance at Hu Wanshan, is the mountain really so urgent? Hu Wanshan hugged his fists and said: Mother, the world is like a cloud, and preparing early can ensure that the people of the clan will be fine. Hu Batian waved his hand and said: Shan'er go and return quickly, and wait for you here for my father.

Hu Wanshan walked out of the mansion, concealed his figure, and came directly to the warehouse, and with a movement of his mind, the phantom of the small tower shrouded the two puppets and teleported into the space of the small tower.

Turned around and took a look at the warehouse, saw that there was no shortage of cultivation resources, and returned to Hu Tianba's mansion, at this time, Hu Batian and Mrs. Hu had already finished instructing each other, seeing Hu Wanshan's arrival, Hu Batian took out a piece of the messenger imperial slip, sent out a message, and said to Hu Wanshan: Shan'er is the father has finished explaining the things in the clan, you and my father and son will immediately set off for the Honghuang Continent!

The phantom of the small tower enveloped Hu Tianba, teleported him into the space in the tower, bowed to Mrs. Hu and then exited the main hall, and the hidden figure flew towards the exit.

In the martial arts arena of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Hu Haoyu divided the disciples above the Yuan Shen Stage into four teams, and each team had 2,000 people. He also formulated some rules in detail, and withdrew a month's cultivation resources for each disciple in advance in the treasury.

It seems that there are not many things but they are locked, and half a day has passed when everything is ready, wipe the sweat on his forehead, turn around and run to the sect master's hall, wanting to ask Hu Wanshan when he will leave, and when he comes to the palace, there are disciples on duty to tell him that the sect master and the second elder went out together.

At this time, a deacon hurriedly came and hugged his fists and said: "Great Elder, there are not enough resources in the treasury, and I will ask the Great Elder to decide how to deal with it."

Hu Haoyu turned his body and looked at a man, about thirty years old, eight feet tall, fat head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, round nose and wide mouth, high temples in the front, shawl in the back, a white cloth robe, clean and beautiful, a pair of thin-soled soft boots, a pair of big hands carrying a fan, holding a roll of animal skin paper, looking at himself.

Hu Haoyu hugged his fists and said: Are you the newly promoted deacon Wei Shibo? Wei Shibo nodded yes, it is his subordinate.

Hu Haoyu laughed: Wei Value, what is the difference between the lack of resources? Wei Valueservant opened the animal skin paper seriously, and the number of various resources and how much was lacking were densely written on the circles on his fingertips.

Hu Haoyu frowned after seeing it, the resources were less than one-third, and the number could be described as huge, even if the resources were enough, the rest would not be enough for other disciples to cultivate. I couldn't help but think of Hu Wanshan again, there were more than 10,000 people in the entire sect, and the sect master alone provided resources, how did he do it? The heart of respect became even stronger, and when he looked back, he saw Wei on duty and said: You wait for a while, and wait for the sect master to come back before making a decision.

At this time, a figure cut through the space, stepped on the flying sword, as fast as lightning, and came to Hu Haoyu to stand still.

Before everyone could see who the phantom was, a familiar voice remembered: Brother Hu, everything can be arranged?

At this time, everyone saw that the person who came was the sect master Hu Wanshan, and they saluted one after another to meet the sect master.

Hu Wanshan said with a smile: Everyone is exempt. Hu Haoyu said respectfully: Living up to the sect master's trust, all the personnel have been arranged, but the cultivation resources are still lacking.

Hu Wanshan looked at the two of them: Even so, let's enter the main hall with me and talk in detail!

When a group of people came to the main hall and sat down, Hu Wanshan looked at Hu Haoyu and said, "Great Elder, this attendant is a little faceless?"

Hu Haoyu clenched his fists and said respectfully: Back to the sect master, this person is a new disciple who has just been promoted to a deacon, surnamed Wei, and a famous scholar.

Hu Wanshan frowned after hearing this, looked at Hu Haoyu and said, "Brother Hu, as far as I know, there is no one surnamed Wei in the sect, right?"

Hu Haoyu said with a smile: The sect master's memory is amazing, Wei is a relative of the Zhao family, and he joined the sect together when recruiting disciples, but the sect master doesn't know.

Hu Wanshan looked at Wei Shibo again, this person was eight feet tall and had a fat body, and his appearance was not amazing, but he had a bit of affinity. Looking at it carefully, Hu Wanshan wondered why he had a unique sense of closeness to this person. This person's martial arts cultivation realm fluctuates from high to low, why is this coming? I couldn't help but raise my vigilance a little, and then smiled at Hu Haoyu and said, "Brother Hu, how many cultivation resources are still lacking?"

Hu Haoyu smiled slightly, took the animal skin paper in Deacon Wei's hand, and handed it to Hu Wanshan, Hu Wanshan glanced at it and knew it in his heart, and smiled at Hu Haoyu: Brother Hu, you will arrange for the disciples to disperse, distribute resources tomorrow, and set off together.

Hu Haoyu knew in his heart that this was the rhythm of the sect master's distrust with Wei on duty and pulling me apart. He hugged his fists and saluted: Then I will arrange for the disciples to gather in the martial arts arena tomorrow, and then exit the main hall and walk towards the martial arts arena.

At this time, Hu Wanshan looked at Wei Duty Servant, hugged his fists and said: Wei Duty Servant, there is no one here, tell your true purpose! At the same time, the secret luck law is ready to fight at any time,

Wei stood up and clenched his fists and said with a smile: I have heard that the sect master has excellent ability, and now I have to see it, and it is true.

Hu Wanshan looked at him and didn't make a sound, at this time Wei did not speak, but just transmitted the voice to Hu Wanshan: There is a little anger of ten thousand thunders, I am the first doppelganger of the Yang God in the civilization banquet. Chang Xiao Ancient Buddha sat in front of the named disciple, ordered by the master, more than 10,000 years ago to come to this realm, looking for an escape from the upper realm, this matter can only be known to you and me. Do not reveal the heavenly opportunity, so as not to increase the flood and famine.

Hu Wanshan hugged his chest and saluted, it turned out that the predecessor was here, please forgive me for being clumsy on his back.

Wei Wei's servant laughed and continued to say: I think Xiaoyou's exercises are extraordinary, I'm afraid it's not the inheritance of this world, right?

Hu Wanshan replied: I see that the exercises of my predecessors are different from those of the same sect I practiced, and I have a strong sense of affinity, so it should also be the practice of believing in the power of will, right?