"Cooperation?"

Mu Yi was not surprised by Situ Wenjing's words, and even expected it, otherwise, with the identity of the other party, it would be impossible for him to come to the door impatiently after knowing that he had a conflict with the temple.

It's just that he is not interested in the so-called cooperation, he just wants to see the so-called ancestral city in Yongzhou, which is more of an experience, and the temple is just a little troublesome for him, as long as the eight elders do not come out, he believes that the temple will definitely not be able to stop him, with his current strength up to the seventh heaven, unless it is a strong person above the eighth heaven, it will not be able to cause him any harm at all.

Even if you really want to prevent future troubles, then at least you have to be the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens, but it is almost impossible for the human race to find one or two Nine Heavens except for the eight elders.

And the eight elders of the human race, even the half-saints, will not be so unwise, so he is not worried about anything, as the so-called desireless is rigid, which is his portrayal at this time.

"Thank you Situ City Lord for your kindness, but I'm afraid I won't be able to stay long in Yongzhou."

Mu Yi shook his head, but he could clearly see the surprise in Situ Wenjing's eyes, obviously, the other party didn't expect him to refuse, after all, in Situ Wenjing's position, right now he has just offended the temple that can be described as a one-handed temple in the human race, and he is facing trouble, and he needs help, but Mu Yi still refused cleanly, did he think it would be okay to leave Yongzhou?

"It's been many years since anyone dared to challenge the majesty of the Temple, so even in order to save face, the relationship between you and the Temple is destined to be incompatible." Situ Wenjing said lightly.

"So what? If the temple dares to stretch out its claws, just chop it off. Mu Yi said casually.

And Situ Wenjing was already a little dumbfounded, chop it off? Young and ignorant, or do you think you are strong enough to subdue the Templars? Even he didn't dare to say this kind of thing, after all, there must be a reason why the temple can always be high.

Even, Situ Wenjing had the urge to turn around and leave, he wanted to see how Mu Yi dealt with the trouble of the temple, but at his level, he had long lost the momentary impulse, such a rare opportunity, he had to pull Mu Yi to his side, so that he could take advantage.

"How about a chance to meet a Terran demi-saint and get guidance?" Suddenly, Situ Wenjing spoke.

"What?" Mu Yi suddenly looked up at Situ Wenjing, almost thinking that he was joking, he knew very well what the meaning of the Terran Demi-Saint represented, it was almost the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Terran Race, an existence that was even more mysterious than the Eight Great Elders.

In the Forsaken Land, the demi-saint can even be called an invincible powerhouse, and even to a certain extent, the demi-saint can already turn death into life, as is the case with the dried corpse he encountered in the immortal tomb, even if it has been buried for countless years, it is still walking on the road of resurrection, and even almost succeeded.

Even among the demon and ghost clans, this kind of demi-saint is also an unborn old monster level, which can suppress the existence of a clan's luck, so you can imagine the meaning of the demi-saint.

Therefore, when Situ Wenjing said that he could meet the Terran Demi-Saint in person, Mu Yi's first reaction was impossible, but then, he understood that Situ Wenjing could not lie about it, otherwise he would completely offend him, and even if some things deceived him for a while, as long as he investigated carefully, with his current identity, he could definitely know the truth.

Mu Yi didn't speak, just looked at Situ Wenjing, but noncommittally, he was tempted.

If it was just an ordinary powerhouse, even if it was an ordinary strong man, even if it was an existence of the Eight Great Elders of the Human Race, or even a giant existence, he would not be like this, after all, it wouldn't take him long to reach this point, but the Demi-Saint, he was a little lacking in confidence, if he could meet the Demi-Saint face-to-face and even get guidance, it would definitely give him a huge boost for his future, making the road ahead of him clearer.

"Each generation of the temple will have two holy sons, and then after careful training, and after a certain level, they will participate in some kind of trial, and the winner will be the true holy son, and they will receive half-holy guidance." Situ Wenjing couldn't help but pause when he said this, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and Mu Yi couldn't help but think of what Jian Jiu had said to him, Situ Wenjing was the Holy Son of the Human Race back then, and then for some reason, he disappeared for a while and withdrew from the temple.

Come to think of it, in that competition, Situ Wenjing lost.

However, being able to become a holy son proves his excellence in itself, so even if he loses, with his strength, it is not a problem to be a city lord of Yongzhou City.

"As long as the Holy Son wins, he will have a new identity, the deputy hall master of the temple, and he is also a quasi-elder of the human race."

"The Terrans have always had eight elders, it's not that no one has achieved celestials for so many years, but for some reason, the Terrans can only have eight elders, unless one of them falls, or abdicates, these quasi-elders will replace them, and the number is still only eight."

"It is rumored that if you want to become a demi-saint, you must first become an elder."

After Situ Wenjing finished the last sentence, he fell silent.

"If you want to become a demi-saint, you must first become an elder?" Mu Yi frowned, but he didn't believe it all, after all, he was different from others, he was carrying a nine-turn golden body, and there was already a road to heaven in front of him, as long as he went down step by step.

Even if there is any bottleneck between the celestial and the demi-saint, or the secret that he doesn't know, he believes that by himself, he will definitely be able to cross over, so he doesn't have much thought about the position of elder, but the opportunity to meet the demi-saint is what he needs, and the meaning of the two is completely different for him.

Of course, it is impossible for Mu Yi to tell Situ Wenjing about these things.

"I'm not interested in becoming a Holy Son, and I don't want to take over the position of the Eight Great Elders, I just want to know, how can I get received by the Half Saint?" Mu Yi said directly, he believed that since Situ Wenjing said this, he must have his plan.

"Don't want to be a Son?" Situ Wenjing didn't seem to have too many surprises, but continued: "Half a year later, it will be the duel of the Holy Sons of this generation, as long as you can challenge one of the Holy Sons successfully, you can participate in the trial, if you can win the trial, you can get the reception of the Half Saint, this is also a path left for people outside the temple, but no one has ever succeeded." ”

Situ Wenjing obviously had a touch of sarcasm on his face, the so-called leaving a way outside the temple was just a means, the real Tianjiao of the human race had always been snare by the temple early, and without the cultivation of the temple, how could he step into the heavens? Even if the qualifications and chances are all achieved, and they are lucky enough to step into the heavens, there is still a big gap between them and the Holy Son carefully cultivated by the temple.

So that road was actually closed early, and what Situ Wenjing said at this moment is also a test, and only if Mu Yi really passes it, can he be qualified to cooperate with him.

"Okay." Mu Yi nodded without hesitation, he didn't care about the Holy Son, he didn't care about the Elder, because he had hole cards that outsiders didn't know, but in the face of the guidance of the Demi-Saint, he couldn't be indifferent, this opportunity, he had to fight for it, only in this way could he make faster progress.

"Well, before that, I will stop you from the trouble of the temple, you just need to prepare for the challenge in half a year with peace of mind." Situ Wenjing said, since it is a cooperation, it is natural to invest first, although the trouble of the temple will be difficult to entangle, but with his identity, it is no problem to win half a year for Mu Yi.

"No, I said before, if the temple dared to reach out, I would chop off their claws." Mu Yi rejected Situ Wenjing's kindness, with his strength, he didn't need to use any means at all, just be upright.

As long as the eight elders of the human race don't make a move, he is not afraid of any challenge, and the trouble of the temple should be regarded as an early warm-up after half a year, after all, it has never been his character to escape, and he is not willing to owe Situ Wenjing a favor for this.

Through this brief meeting, he had already seen that Situ Wenjing was a very ambitious person, otherwise after the failure of the Holy Son's competition, it was more likely that he should retire and continue to cultivate, rather than become the city lord and fight for power and profit.

"In that case, I'll wait and see." Situ Wenjing glanced at Mu Yi deeply, and then showed a smile, not showing the slightest anger at being rejected.

Situ Wenjing believes that being able to become a celestial may have an element of luck, but there will definitely be no fools, since Mu Yi dares to say this, he must have a certain certainty, so he can't help but look forward to Mu Yi even more, and since he doesn't need to make a move, then he can just watch a good show.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?"

After Situ Wenjing floated away, Jian Jiu looked at Mu Yi with some concern and asked, although Mu Yi is already a celestial, but in his eyes, Situ Wenjing's identity is obviously higher, the lord of the ancestral city of the human race, this is not something that can be sat on just by having strength.

Especially after knowing that Situ Wenjing was already a celestial being, the worry in his heart was even stronger, only at this time, did he understand how shallow his previous knowledge was, and the water of the human race was far deeper than he imagined, so how could it be simple to be a temple high above this?

"Naturally, do what you need to do." Mu Yi was unmoved, he didn't even see the slightest worry on his face, seeing Mu Yi like this, Jian Jiu could only suppress the worry in his heart for the time being, but he didn't regret it at all, or wanted to run away.

That night, Jian Jiu was still guarding the courtyard, and when he arrived at the pseudo-celestials, sleep was no longer important, or even dispensable, when he embarked on the road of sword cultivation, what kind of hardship did Jian Jiu not suffer? So at the moment, this kind of waiter life is nothing to him at all, and he is also consciously guarding here.

It's just that Jian Jiu didn't notice that in the darkness, a faint shadow swayed slightly.

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