Fujia Island and Reef, in front of the Deacon's Hall.

Hundreds of monks have gathered here, and more monks are coming one after another.

For many monks who have lived on Fujia Island and Reef for a long time, this is not an uncommon thing, but everyone's face is very solemn.

As we all know, there is only one Jindan Ancestor in the Fujia Islands and Reefs, and this Ancestor is in retreat all the year round, and all matters are handed over to the monks of the Foundation Building Period.

It's rare for all ordinary people to see.

The experience of the disciples of the Fu family who came to the past was only Fu Ming's appearance.

The number of times the ancestors of the Jindan period came forward was only a handful. And every time he comes forward, it is because there are very important things, or among the disciples of the Fu family who have come to practice, there are people with special identities and extremely high qualifications.

For those monks who had just come to Fujia Island and Reef for a few years, they naturally didn't know much about it, but the Jindan Ancestor came forward, which made them both excited and afraid.

Half an hour later, thousands of monks gathered in front of the deacon's hall.

This already very spacious place seems a little congested.

The monks of the foundation building period in front of the deacon hall all looked calm and eagerly awaited.

The disciples in the Qi cultivation period are divided into three parts.

Some of them are the disciples of the Fu family who have just come to Fujia Island and Reef and are ready to participate in the training, and the other part are the disciples of the Fu family surname who are stationed on Fujia Island and Reef.

They were all dressed in white robes, and there were only about two hundred people in total.

The rest are all disciples of the Fu family.

They have the status of the Fu family, but they are like slaves of the Fu family. Unless the foundation is successfully built, or there is any outstanding performance, you will not be able to leave Fujia Island and reef for the rest of your life.

It's not explicitly stated, but it's clear to everyone.

Yang Yu stood in the crowd, inconspicuous, but many monks still recognized him.

However, in this case, no one dared to speak, just looked at each other a few times and nodded their heads.

A quarter of an hour. There was silence on the reef.

A sound that broke through the air. Suddenly, it sounded from the sky, and immediately after, a thick crimson light flew in.

On the back of a huge red firebird stood an old man with long hair.

This person was also shrouded in fiery red light. I can't see it clearly. But it was the monks who were most impressed. It's his long, fiery red hair. It floated all the way to the waist, like a burning flame in the blowing of the sea breeze.

"Meet Uncle Shi!" The monks of the foundation building period stepped forward one after another. Clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

"Meet the Ancestor!" The disciples in white robes also bowed their hands one after another.

However, most of the disciples with foreign surnames were indifferent, firstly, there were too many disciples with foreign surnames, and secondly, most of the disciples with foreign surnames were also very clear about their identities.

The long-haired old man waved his hand lightly: "There is no need to be so formal. Today is the day when my Fu family monk entered the island and reef to experience the experience, and it happened that the old man came out of the customs, so he came to join in the fun. ”

"Ancestor, the juniors have already made arrangements, please take a seat!" Fu Ming arched his hand, and in front of the door of the deacon hall, a row of tables and chairs had been placed, and even a lot of spiritual fruits and spiritual tea and other things had been placed.

The figure of the long-haired old man flickered, and in just a moment, he appeared on the seat.

"You're welcome, take your seats!"

The monks of the foundation building period bowed again, and then one by one they sat around the long-haired old man.

"Disciple Fu Chundong, meet the ancestor!" a stout monk stood up and bowed.

The long-haired old man nodded, and the monk bowed and bowed.

"Disciple Fu Dongyang pays a visit to the ancestor!"

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One after another, the disciples of the Fu family introduced their names to each other, and at the same time knelt down and bowed.

Yang Yu stood honestly in the crowd.

At this time, the voice of the Ancient Demon Lord came from the sea of knowledge: "This Jindan junior's strength is not weak, if I am not mistaken, I should have entered the realm of false babies, and the method of instant escape just now is also perfect!"

"False infancy?" Yang Yu couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

When he was inland, Yang Yu had not seen Jindan stage monks, and he had seen many Jindan stage monks.

However, there is a world of difference between a false infant monk and a Jindan monk.

The false infant monk is a roundabout method adopted by the monk after reaching the peak of the late Jindan period, when he thinks that he has no grasp of the impact on the Yuan infant stage.

Although it has not yet condensed into a Yuan Infant, its spiritual power has greatly exceeded that of ordinary Jindan late stage monks, and it can even use powerful magic weapons to have a battle with Yuan Infant stage monks.

Although this may greatly delay the time for the formation of the first baby, it is also a good way to condense the first baby.

If Yang Yu can use his own treasures to resist one or two blows in front of the Jindan stage monks, but in the face of the fake infant stage monks, he can't even resist a blow at all, and he will definitely die.

"Boy Yang, although you have seen a lot of Jindan stage monks, to be honest, you have seen too few great worlds. But you are lucky to have met this Demon Lord, as long as you are willing to cooperate with this Demon Lord, with the help of the old man, your attainments will definitely not be worse than this person. "The words of the Ancient Demon Lord are full of temptation.

"Think about it, when one day, you also control a vast sea area, and countless monks kneel down under you, worshipping you as the lord, this feeling, tsk......"

"The prospects described by the seniors are indeed very good, but the younger generations know that when it comes to cultivating the Dao, they must move forward step by step, and there will be no shortcuts. As for cooperating with his predecessors, Zai Xia did not disagree, but the premise of cooperation must be satisfied!" Yang Yu replied quietly in the sea of knowledge.

"Okay, okay, as long as you kid is willing to cooperate with me!" The Ancient Demon Monarch was overjoyed, for a period of time, he didn't dare to disturb Yang Yu.

Although Yang Yu couldn't completely expel or kill him, if he tried his best, he might still make the Ancient Demon Lord suffer.

Therefore, during this time, the Ancient Demon Lord has been thinking about how to gain Yang Yu's trust and how to regain his clone.

After thinking about it for a long time, the Ancient Demon Lord decided that he only had one advantage now, and that was experience.

I'm afraid that apart from this, there is nothing that interests Yang Yu anymore.

And today, it was a gamble of the Ancient Demon Lord, but he didn't expect him to win the bet.

"Don't worry, kid, let's write off the matter of the devil, although you have caused great losses to this demon lord, but this demon lord is also at fault after all. From now on, let's work together again. The Ancient Demon Monarch said: "If you have any questions, you can immediately ask this Demon Lord, as for the needs of this Demon Lord, when the time is ripe, I will naturally tell you." ”

Yang Yu did not have any refutation of this.

And in the time when the two were talking, those disciples with their own surnames who were dressed in white robes had already introduced themselves.

Fu Ming stood up, bowed his hand and said, "Senior Uncle, since the disciples have been introduced, can we practice the fighting method?"

The so-called fighting experience is that the disciples of the Fu family randomly select a disciple with a foreign surname to fight the method.

In the past, almost no disciples of the Fu family have failed.

And those disciples with foreign surnames who were selected were either injured or killed.

After hearing Fu Ming's words, the disciples with foreign surnames in the front row couldn't help but take a few steps back, they didn't want to get involved in this kind of fighting method that didn't benefit them at all.

"Ancestor, the disciple also wants to participate in the training!" Among the white-robed monks on the other side, a monk walked out.

This group of Fu family monks were originally monks stationed on the islands and reefs, and they had no need to fight and practice.

Fu Ming turned his face away, and was about to reprimand, but when he saw this person's face clearly, he almost swallowed the words that came to his lips.

This person is none other than Fu Yuan.

He is the ancestor's blood relative, although the ancestor did not give him much care on the surface, but in the islands and reefs, no one dares to provoke the descendants of the ancestor.

"Yuan'er has this kind of thought, it's good!" the long-haired old man nodded: "Just let me see if your cultivation has improved in the past few years." ”

Seeing this, Fu Ming immediately said: "Start the fighting method now, now choose the target of the fighting method yourself." ”

"Disciple Fu Yunsong, ask to fight with Yang Yu, a disciple with a foreign surname!"

"Disciple Fu Dongyang, ask for a battle with Yang Yu, a disciple with a foreign surname!"

As soon as Fu Ming's words fell, two impatient voices immediately sounded. (To be continued......)