Chapter 471: Oath

I don't know how this oath is issued, Wu Qiutian can only follow Xingtian word by word, but the name is changed to himself, and the matter is just promised to Xingtian.

"I, Xingtian and Wu Qiutian, swear in the small world of Kyushu, and at the request of Wu Qiutian and Xingtian, I will be ・・・・・・"

After the oath was spoken, Wu Qiutian suddenly found that there was an extra brand on his heart, a brand that he couldn't see but made him feel very uncomfortable.

He promised Xingtian that once he went to the big world, he would do his best to avenge Xingtian and Wu Fatian, and Xingtian told him many of the natural laws and laws of the big world that he had realized during his lifetime through memory transmission.

At the same time, Xingtian was willing to disappear in the end to fulfill Wu Qiutian.

This made Wu Qiutian feel very incredible, Xingtian, who was obviously still very tough on the demon ancestral spirit, would voluntarily die for a so-called oath.

It made him instinctively feel like he had fallen into another trap.

It's actually a trap, but he doesn't know what it is.

Abnormal phenomena, there is always an abnormal reason, Xingtian disappeared, completely disappeared.

Whether it was because he got the promise of Wu Qiutian's oath that the torture genius chose to disappear, or whether there was something else, Wu Qiutian didn't know, he only knew that he had really fallen into another trap.

What the consequences of this trap will end up being, he doesn't know.

The speed at which the Wu Ancestral Spirit devoured the Demon Ancestral Spirit became faster, and its body also became larger, at the current speed, it would not be long before the Demon Ancestral Spirit would be completely devoured by the Wu Ancestral Spirit.

Although Wu Qiutian had moved freely in the body of the Demon Ancestral Spirit, he did not move, and doubts came to his heart one after another, and the ominous premonition was as unsettling as the coming tsunami.

In a daze, he agreed to Xingtian's oath request, if Xingtian said at the beginning that he would disappear after taking the oath, Wu Qiutian would definitely not take the oath.

Combined with Xingtian's demeanor when he spoke to the Demon Ancestral Spirit, he didn't dare to easily agree to any request from the old fox, but the old fox was one foot taller, and he actually tricked him into making an oath before saying that he would disappear after making an oath.

This put him in a dilemma.

In the Kyushu border, human beings are insignificant, and in the big world, the Kyushu border is insignificant.

Since Xingtian was able to hide Wu Fatian's ears and eyes and live in the body of the demon ancestor spirit for so many years, who could guarantee that he would not have a backhand.

Above the Eight Desolations, in the midst of chaos, Wu Fatian sighed: "Big brother is worthy of being big brother, he has been hiding for so many years, are you afraid that I will use the creatures of the Kyushu Realm to fight for him?" Or are you afraid that I will be bribed by those people?"

Suddenly, when he heard Shizun say such a thing, Pangu, who had been accompanying him all the time, didn't know why: "Master, why do you sigh?"

Wu Fatian looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, the wrinkles on his face were even more profound, and his withered hands were like old branches on Pangu's shoulders: "The old man's limit is approaching, the big world is about to rise, you don't need to know too much, knowing too much is not good for you." If Wu Qiu naively broke through the void and went to the big world, remember to ask him to give the Kyushu realm a safe home no matter what. ”

Pangu chuckled in his heart: Could it be that the previous sigh of the master is related to Wu Qiutian?

He thought it was because of something about Wu Qiutian that the people of the big world discovered the location of the small world of Kyushu, but he didn't know that Wu Fatian's sigh was because of Xingtian.

Even if you tell Pangu Xingtian and his people, I am afraid that Pangu will confuse the Xingtian of the big world with the Xingtian of the small world.

Wu Fatian doesn't want to tell too many things about the big world to this honest and kind-hearted big disciple, if Wu Qiutian leaves the small world of Kyushu one day, at least Lu Jian can make all the truth public.

Big people tend to think long-term, and their long-term thinking will basically put many people behind bars.

Wu Fatian appeared in the desolate world, and Lu Jian turned his head and said lightly: "I don't know if the master has a will to come." ”

Wu Fatian said: "It won't take long for Wu Qiutian to break through the void, I have never asked anyone for my life, and I came to the desolate world today just to ask you for one thing." ”

Lu Jian bounced up from the ground and held Wu Fatian: "If the master has something, he will say, why bother to ask." ”

Wu Fatian waved his hand: "As a teacher, you can still take care of yourself, and the things that come to ask you are also within your ability, but since you grew up, you have a clear understanding of what your temperament is like for a teacher, and this matter is indeed a little difficult for you." Even if it is the last life of the teacher, after Wu Qiutian has the strength to break through the void, you must maintain a loyal heart no matter what he does to you, even if he conquers the big world. ”

Lu Pressure is stubborn, he never wants to be restrained by anyone, he likes a person for no reason, and he doesn't like a person for no reason.

From the first time he saw Wu Qiutian, he didn't like this kid who only knew how to hide behind women, although Wu Qiutian was still an earth-level monk at that time, and he followed behind Xuanyuan Ziyi just to avoid the pursuit of the two heaven-level masters of the God Emperor Valley.

The little Taoist priest in the tavern may have forgotten Wu Qiutian, but Lu Jian still remembers the cowardly Wu Qiutian at the beginning.

Later, many things happened that made Lu Jian have a certain change in his opinion, but once the opposite is deeply rooted, it is difficult to really change.

It's like there is a thorn in the heart, even if the thorn is pulled out, there will still be a scar on the heart.

It can never go away.

Wu Qiutian is a thorn in Lu Quan's heart.

Now Lu Jian doesn't hate him, but he definitely doesn't like it.

It's just that everything Wu Qiutian has done is eye-catching, so he naturally pays a lot more attention to Wu Qiutian. After so many years, only Xingtian and Wu Qiutian, the father and son, can make Lu Xuan, who is indifferent to everything, feel a snack.

The difference is that Xingtian made Lu Pressure like it, and Wu Qiutian made Lu Pressure hate it at first.

"Master, you know my character, I ・・・・・・・" Lu Jian felt helpless, his father's request, he instinctively wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to refuse, so he broke off halfway through his words.

Wu Fatian said with a smile: "Since you don't want to, you don't want to be a teacher." ”

"Master, I am willing. "The words have been said for this part, and he also knows that the master's time is running out, so Lu Jian reluctantly agreed.

Anyway, everyone knows this kind of thing, there is nothing to say, and it is not so important what Wu Qiutian's image is in Lu Qiutian's heart. The important thing is whether Wu Fatian can be happy when he is alive, filial piety, the most basic thing of human nature, occupies a very important position in Lu Quan's heart.

In the body of the Demon Ancestral Spirit, as more and more crystals were devoured by the Ancestral Spirit of the Demon Clan, the situation outside had also changed a lot, the scope of the ice had become smaller, and some people who had broken the sky were able to move, but the movement of those people had become a nightmare.

What kind of sadness it is when you wake up from your sleep and see that no one around you can move, only you can.

Fortunately, as the devouring time became longer and longer, the speed at which the Wu Ancestral Spirit devoured the Demon Ancestral Spirit became faster and faster.

More and more people are waking up, shouting or panicking, some running around.

Because they were confined for too long, many people didn't react for a while, and as soon as the slow speed and eagerness were combined, they fell on their stomachs.

Swallowing the crystals one bite at a time, the ancestral spirit of the Wu clan underwent an essential change, and its body was no longer golden, but turned inky black. The size has also become much larger, it used to be about the size of Wu Qiutian's arm fingers, but now it has become the size of a wrist.

Zhao Hai was cultivating, and after the confinement disappeared, he opened his eyes and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What the hell is going on, how is cultivation like falling asleep." ”

Yu Canghai broke his arm and rolled the knife, maintaining a movement I don't know how many years have passed, although the speed has slowed down a lot after he comes to his senses, he still maintains a fighting posture.

It took Xuanyuan Ling'er a long time to slap the white cloth with water droplets on Wu Qiutian's face, and after some scrubbing, Wu Qiutian's face looked much better.

"How long will it take?" Wu Qiutian asked the Wu Clan Ancestor Spirit in the small bead.

He had already felt the strong aura of everyone outside, and at the same time, he knew every move of everyone in the sky, and as long as his divine sense could spread to the place, he would be able to know everyone's movements, even thoughts.

The ancestor spirit of the Wu clan closed his eyes and stuffed a crystal into his mouth: "Master, it will take three days." ”

I don't know what the speed of time in this little bead is, anyway, the past three days have felt like three years have passed.

Finally, the divine consciousness came out of the small bead, and the ancestral spirit followed the divine consciousness into the sea of knowledge, Xingtian did not leave a trace in the sea of knowledge, and the ancestral spirit fell asleep as soon as he entered the sea of knowledge.

Wu Qiutian woke up, and Xuanyuan Ling'er was very happy: "Husband, you finally woke up." ”

Wu Qiutian asked knowingly, "How long has it been?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er still remembered the time before she was imprisoned: "It didn't take long, it only took three hundred years. ”

The ancients dreamed for three years, and he dreamed for three hundred years, but he dreamed lucidly, and everything that happened in the dream was so real.

Wu Qiutian stood up and carefully looked at Xuanyuan Ling'er's pretty face, and couldn't help but take this weak woman into his arms, and took Xuanyuan Ling'er's cherry mouth into his mouth with a big mouth.

After the slippery long kiss, Wu Qiutian couldn't wait to try his current cultivation, and the thunder tribulation had not yet arrived, which meant that he had not yet reached the time to break through.

Anyway, his breakthrough is very strange, either he doesn't break through, and once he breaks through, he jumps several big realms in a row, which he is used to.

Called a few brothers, intending to let them besiege themselves.