President's bodyguard

Wuming didn't answer, how could he not understand something that Wan Jie could understand.

"Master, if this is the case, what should we do?" Wang Huai didn't expect that things seemed to be far more complicated than he imagined.

Originally, if it was just a Qingyang family, Wang Huai believed that his master would not have too much pressure. After all, he is the Emperor Wu, and the strongest member of the Qingyang family is not as strong as him.

But now, listening to Wan Jie's words, it seems that the other Martial Emperors in Taisui Mountain are not on Wuming's side, so things will be a bit difficult to handle.

This time, if Wuming didn't handle the matter of the Qingyang family well, it might become a reason for the other Wuhuangs to run on the Wuming Wuhuang.

It doesn't matter if Wang Huai is unlucky himself, he is used to it anyway, but if he gets his master involved, it will be bad.

"What should I do?" Wuming glanced at Wang Huai, then reached out and patted Wang Huai's shoulder and said, "Boy, do you still remember what I told you the night I left more than ten years ago?"

"What did you tell yourself ten years ago?"

Wang Huai tried his best to think about it. At that time, Wuming didn't say a few words to Wang Huai. In retrospect, it really wasn't too difficult.

Soon, a distant but impressive scene emerged in Wang Huai's mind.

A young man stood in the rain, his whole body was soaked by the rain. He looked at the old man in front of him, and asked with some puzzlement, "Master, you said that force can't solve the problem, so why do you want me to practice hard?"

The old man sneered and patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "It is true that force cannot solve problems, but sometimes, he can solve the people who create problems."

What kind of bullshit is this? I don't know anything about it. The teenagers at that time sneered at this statement.

But now, Wuming took the initiative to ask this question, and Wang Huai couldn't figure out what he meant.

"Master, what do you want to do?" Wang Huai thought of a possibility, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Waste material, you don't understand this, you don't deserve to be my apprentice." After Wuming finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and walked towards the small path in the bamboo forest.

……

Wudi Mountain:
In that thick death aura, countless figures who have died, half-dead, and dying are all cultivating desperately. That strong death aura is poisonous gas and a threat of death to ordinary people, but to them It is said that it is fine nectar and jade dew, which is an excellent thing for cultivation.

They greedily sucked in the dead energy, constantly growing themselves.

Wang Yiyun was sitting cross-legged in a place filled with thick fog, his body was filled with a layer of faint death, like a dead body that had just been cheated, and the surrounding ten meters was like an ice cellar.

Suddenly, there was a fluctuating wave of death around Wang Yiyun, which was enough to make even the Martial Emperor fearful.

Wang Yiyun opened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the dead air dissipated, separating a clean place, and then a phantom formed in that clean place.

"Stinky boy, you are awesome, dead but not stiff, full of dead air."

Wang Yiyun gave a wry smile, did not answer this question, but asked with a smile, "Master, you came here just to ridicule me, didn't you?"

"Nonsense, I'm full and have nothing to do, so I don't feel comfortable coming to your mass grave." Wuming said disdainfully, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Wang Yiyun's face became a little dignified, because he knew that with his current identity and position, unless there was something very important, his master would never come to him.

"Because of Qingyang Lie's death, Qingyang madly brought many masters of the Qingyang family to Taisui Mountain, and asked me to give an explanation to Wuming Mountain by name." Wuming's tone was very calm, as if he was saying something related to Like things that have absolutely nothing to do with me.

"The Qingyang family dares to go to Taisui Mountain to explain? Don't others care..." Wang Yiyun stopped abruptly after speaking halfway. Since Wuming has come, others naturally don't care, and why don't they care? With Wang Yiyun's IQ You can also guess why.

"Wang Huai is now in my Wuming Mountain, so you don't have to worry about his safety." Wuming suddenly changed the subject.

Wang Yiyun nodded, he was relieved by Wuming's words.

"By the way, how many people are there in Wudi Mountain?"

"There are more than 300 people, and the strongest is myself, the half-step Martial Emperor, five other half-step Martial Emperor masters, more than [-] people at the peak of the immeasurable realm, more than two hundred people at the ninth level of the immeasurable realm, and the rest They are all between the first level and the eighth level of the Infinite Realm." Wang Yiyun said without any concealment.

Wuming nodded after listening, "Yes, in just a few years, you can have such a scale. I have to say that you are much stronger than me. With such strength, it is easy to deal with a big family in the East Pole Region, but Facing Taisui Mountain, or the top sects in several other regions, or the Changming Empire in the Central Extreme Region, there is still a big gap."

Wang Yiyun naturally knew this, so now they have been cultivating desperately, and they are constantly recruiting new forces.

"The Qingyang family actually has some good seedlings." Wuming suddenly changed the subject.

Wang Yiyun was silent for a moment, and then said to Wuming, "Master, I know what to do. Thank you, Master."

"Thank you, it's the first time you do something, don't make it too ugly, do it beautifully." Wuming said.

"of course."

……

Wuming took Wanjie, Wang Huai, and Christina to the main peak of Taisui Mountain. There is a hall dedicated to receiving important guests. It is very luxurious and spectacular, like a palace, and it is similar to the one on Wuming Mountain. The small bamboo huts form a stark contrast.

A group of people walked into the hall, and instantly felt hundreds of pairs of eyes locked on them with malicious intentions.

Wang Huai looked around, and there were many familiar people, such as Zhang Tianyi, Longquan who besieged Wang Yiyun with Su Wuji at that time, and the other two Jue. Emperor Wu accepts disciples of the third pass, such as Yue Changkong and others.

A group of people with different identities are staring at them with various eyes.

"Disciples of Taisui Mountain, pay homage to Wuming Wuhuang."

I don't know who yelled, except for the elders and above, the rest of the disciples bowed to Wuming. This is the Tai Sui Mountain rule. OK.

Wuming ignored the crowd, and walked straight to the four seats in the middle of the hall. Those four seats were for the four great Martial Emperors of Taisui Mountain, and one of them was Wuming.

Wuming sat in the middle, and Wanjie, Wang Huai, and Christina stood behind him respectfully. It was a little embarrassing to say that, just these few people were already the full strength of Wumingshan.

Wang Huai's eyes swept across the crowd, he saw the smile on Zhang Tianyi's mouth, saw the disdain on Long Quan's face, and saw the gloating on many people's faces.

This is all normal, within Wang Huai's expectations.

Of course, there are also different eyes. For example, Master Jin Chan also came. He smiled slightly at Wang Huai. The expression on his face was neither sad nor happy, but it seemed that there was no malice. Wang Huai had a good impression of Master Jin Chan. , I thought that if there is a chance in the future, I can get in touch.

There was also a nun who actually smiled at Wang Huai, making Wang Huai a little puzzled...