Wang Yu has never bullied others, even though he has the qualifications.

He has always felt that cultivation is cultivation, and it can be anything from cultivating the mind to enlightenment.

There is no need to bully people.

If you have that kind of time, if you set it aside, you might be able to develop one or two magical powers.

However, he thinks so, but others don't think so.

Perhaps he has kept a low profile for too long and has never shown anything, yet he is so underestimated and bullied again and again!

He was wondering, is he really that easy to bully?

"Junior brother Wang Yu..." The green-haired disciple was shocked and stared at Wang Yu, his voice was broken and he couldn't finish a sentence.

Looking into Wang Yu's eyes and listening to his words, he seemed to suddenly wake up!

Yes, the person in front of me is no ordinary disciple!

"Tell me, who is it this time? Let's see if I can offend you!" Wang Yu said coldly.

While speaking, he looked at the group of masters and uncles who were playing in the original game world after the transformation was completed, and smiled.

"me…"

The green-haired disciple was weak, his momentum suddenly disappeared, he lost his calmness, and his calmness.

After opening his mouth and saying two words, he couldn't say any more. He suddenly made a pop and knelt down.

Wang Yu dodged sideways, did not accept his salute, and did not help him.

"Junior brother, I can't say."

The green-haired disciple looked pale and knelt on the ground, panicking.

"can not say?"

Wang Yu raised his eyebrows, sneered, and didn't ask further questions. He already had a guess in his mind.

Not bothering to embarrass such a fourth-generation disciple, he waved his hand and stirred up the wind, sweeping him out of the cave.

…

"Uncle Master, my disciple is incompetent and was frightened by Junior Brother Wang Yu. He couldn't bear it and came back."

This is a mountain that is tall and heavy, without the ruggedness and steepness of ordinary mountains. It seems that everything has turned into the word "heavy".

A figure is sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, practicing with his eyes closed. On his face is a long nose as thick as a child's arm, with divine words emerging, and the light is shining. Every bit of it seems to be able to collapse a mountain.

The divine writings move around, line by line, column by column, writing some kind of supreme supernatural power.

As you get closer, you can still faintly hear the sacred sermons.

When the sound fell, it seemed that even the mountains were enlightened and turned into living beings. They knelt down respectfully and listened to the Tao and the fruits.

"Being frightened? That's not frightening." The Taoist Taoist with a long nose slowly opened his eyes, with the vicissitudes of time flowing through his eyes, and his eyes seemed to have turned into time.

He didn't even look at the green-haired disciple kneeling in front of him. His eyes were only looking in a certain direction, and a figure seemed to appear in his eyes.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, the body is surrounded by the Tao Yun, and the luck is complicated, just like all the rivers returning to the sea, it seems like the source of the Tao.

"Do you have to get involved in this matter?" The long-nosed Taoist, with heavy eyes like mountains, whispered to himself: "You know, this matter is not as simple as it seems!"

…

"Jie Jiao is one of the Seven Immortals, so are they causing trouble again this time?"

In the southwest territory, attention returned from the original deity, and Wang Yu frowned slightly.

There are three major factions in Jiejiao, human race, alien race, and neutral race.

Neutral is the strongest and basically does nothing, while the conflict between humans and aliens is more serious.

Although they are from the same sect, they are almost at the point of tense situation in Jin'ao Island.

The reason why this has not been achieved is not because of insufficient contradictions, but because the human race is relatively the weakest in terms of strength.

The gap is a bit too big, sorry!

Among the foreign races, the demon race is the leader, and the backers behind them are the Seven Immortals of Jie Jiao.

Not long after he started, he knew that the Seven Immortals of Jiejiao were not very friendly to the human race, but he never expected that they could do this to such an extent.

"No wonder I dare to take action against the human race. It turns out that I have the support of a certain great uncle of mine!"

Wang Yu sighed, and the emperor's concubine who was listening on the side felt her heart sink. She hugged him tightly and raised her head with worried eyes.

"It's okay, I'm just sighing."

Wang Yu smiled and touched the emperor's little head. He found that he really seemed to like touching his sister's little head, which made him feel very kind and at ease.

"Let's go." Seeing that the poison in the southwestern territory was cleared, he raised his head and said.

The emperor's concubine then jumped onto the cloud and asked curiously: "Where are you going?"

"Solve the source of this matter!"

Wang Yu sensed the energy left behind by himself, controlled the cloud head, and left quickly.

The creatures in the southwest region all looked away, and the inexplicable changes in the sky had disappeared.

After seeing the novelty, they all bowed their heads and got busy.

They are all hard-working farmers. How can there be so much time wasted?

Farming, farming, farming... This is the only ability that can guarantee their survival!

It seems like nothing happened, or in other words, few people know what happened!

The poison in the southwestern territory was spread silently.

Although the poisonous mist is vast and looks strange at first sight, it seems natural after being poisoned.

Once the poison is pulled out and the poisonous mist dissipates, most of the creatures really don't know anything and don't even think about it.

Only some creatures with keen senses could vaguely feel what seemed to happen after the poisonous mist was driven away.

"It seemed like something big and big happened just now?"

The tea shed halfway up the mountain was no longer as clean as before. A group of farmers came running over after finishing their farm work, covered in mud.

Yaya was lovingly held in the arms of a rough big man. She looked blankly at the sky and murmured slowly.

Everyone looked at each other, looked at each other, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The big man holding Yaya stretched out his hand and put a piece of rough pastry, which was actually a fried cake, in front of Yaya's little mouth.

"Ouch~" Yaya was attracted by the oil vapor, her little nose twitched, she subconsciously opened her mouth and bit it.

With this sip, any strange feeling I had immediately was washed away by the fragrant and greasy taste in my mouth.

All the farmers laughed when they saw it, and the two busy couples behind them heard the laughter, looked at each other, and also laughed happily.

Isn't this the life they dream of?

enough!

If we can continue like this in the future, this life will be enough!

…

"Is it enough? Not enough!"

In the Cang tribe, Di Wu Yi looked at the pile of items that the Cang tribe took out, his face was not very good, and he shouted about filial piety.

In front of me, a group of Cang clan members looked at each other with dissatisfaction.

"What is most important is to increase the power of our merchants from a basic level, so that they can master and cultivate their own power."

"This thing can be a foreign object, but it can't be all foreign objects. Do you understand?"

Di Wuyi stared at the Cang clan, looking as deflated as when they faced Cang Lan before.

At this time, he was so domineering and unparalleled that he overwhelmed all the Cang clansmen and lowered their heads.

"What I want is that everyone is like a dragon, do you understand?"

"How dangerous this world is, you should know better than Gu!"

"Compared with the upper, middle and lower levels, the three levels of strength are far from enough for our human race!"

"There are hundreds of tribes in the three realms, and each tribe has the power to wipe out our human race!"

"Only with the blessing of our ancestors and saints can we stand on our own feet!"

"Originally, this is enough. There is nothing we can do. Only by being protected can we survive. As long as we can survive, it doesn't matter anything."

"But now, my son has a great talent and has passed down the way of fortune to the dynasty. This is the most suitable way for our human race!"

"With the power of clustering, everyone's strength and even wisdom can be gathered together to focus on key points!"

Emperor Wuyi roared filial piety continuously, and his beard and hair were flamboyant, like an angry tiger king.

"With this, we finally have the basis for growth. In the past, we were limited by our talents and could not touch or understand."
To be continued...