Xiuxian exchange system

Gong Deyou didn't let him leave, and Lai Wuhen could only stand aside blankly.

After everyone left, Gong Deyou sat in his seat for a long time without moving, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Are you unwilling to become my disciple?" Gong Deyou said suddenly, breaking the peaceful atmosphere in the hall.

"Being the disciple of the number one cultivator of the Yaozu is something that so many Yaozu dream of, and the disciple is naturally happy." Although Lai Wuhen has thoughts in his heart, he will never tell the truth.

"I also came here as a young monk back then. I can't understand your thoughts very well. Moreover, you are not a member of my monster clan." Gong Deyou said, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

"Since the master has seen it, the disciple doesn't want to hide anything. The disciple was originally a human race, but it was a coincidence that he refined a ray of innate monster energy." Lai Wuhen didn't ask Gong Deyou how he saw it.

Since his lifespan can far exceed other late Nascent Soul cultivators, it is not surprising that he has some special supernatural powers.

"However, you don't seem to have any racial distinctions in your eyes. This is the first reason why I accepted you as a disciple. If you showed any disdain and hatred for the monster race in your eyes before, I would immediately kill you on the spot. "

Gong Deyou's words made Lai Wuhen's heart skip a beat.

Since Lai Wuhen entered the world of cultivating immortals, he has met many people, and the sect did not give him a sense of belonging. Naturally, it is difficult for him to treat different sects and races differently.

His hostility is only aimed at those who are hostile to him. If the other party wants to live in peace, he is naturally very happy.

So whether it is human race or monster race, there is no difference in his eyes.

"As for another reason, I want you to inherit the inheritance of the Yaozu."

Gong Deyou's words made Lai Wuhen a little puzzled.

Since he knew that he was not the real monster clan, why did he let himself inherit the inheritance of the monster clan.

"Master, is it safer to hand over the inheritance of the monster clan to the real monster clan?" Lai Wuhen looked at Gong Deyou suspiciously.

"Don't reject me so quickly, do you know what the inheritance of the demon clan means?"

Lai Wuhen didn't reply, but continued to look at Gong Deyou.

Gong Deyou continued: "After you enter the Nascent Soul stage, your lifespan will be at least 3000 years old. You should know what it means, right?"

When Lai Wuhen heard the words, there was no wave in his heart. His pursuit was not just 3000 years.

It's just that even if he is the number one monk of the Siren Clan of Gongdeyou Wandao, without knowing the secrets of Lai Wuhen, it is impossible to imagine Lai Wuhen's thoughts.

It took him more than 2000 years to advance to the stage of becoming a god, and based on his knowledge, he would not think that other monks could have more hope of advancing to the stage of becoming a god than him.

Gong Deyou is undoubtedly a cultivation genius that is hard to find for thousands of years, but in the Wandaohai where resources are relatively scarce, his vision limits his cognition.

"Master, monks in the Nascent Soul Stage can only live for more than 1000 years at most. How did they achieve these 3000 years?" Although Lai Wuhen had higher pursuits in his heart, he still pretended to ask.

"This is related to the ancient secret art of Abyss Island. Only you who have inherited the inheritance of the Yaozu will know the secret inside." Gong Deyou didn't say it directly, as if he was tempting Lai Wuhen.

If it were any other monk, it would be absolutely impossible to refuse the temptation of 3000 years of longevity.

Because monks practice, in the final analysis, the most fundamental thing is to live longer, what kind of avenue is just a dream.

In Wan Daohai, those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage have already come to an end. The number of Qi Refining monks is too large to be fully counted, but the number of Nascent Soul Stage monks is only a handful.

Seeing that Gong Deyou didn't mean anything clearly, Lai Wuhen didn't continue to ask.

"This question, it's not too late to decide after you finish the frontline battle." Gong Deyou thought in his heart that no matter what considerations Lai Wuhen had, it was impossible for him to refuse him.

Lai Wuhen didn't continue to dwell on this issue, and bowed to Gong Deyou: "Yes, Master." He looked like a disciple who was polite.

"I will not let you take risks for no reason. I will give you an hour. As long as you encounter problems in cultivation, you can raise them."

When Lai Wuhen heard this, he naturally would not refuse such a good thing.

Although he could get a lot of cultivation experience from Liu Xueqiu, no matter how Gong Deyou was an old monster who had cultivated for more than 2000 years, his cultivation experience must be extraordinary.

Immediately, Lai Wuhen raised many problems encountered in cultivation, and even brought up some of the things that Liu Xueqiu had explained.

As expected, Gong Deyou did not disappoint him. The insights he put forward can be said to hit the nail on the head, directly solving many problems that Lai Wuhen encountered in his cultivation that he could not understand.

And he also showed Gong Deyou the kung fu technique he had comprehended to forge the body through the bones.

Gong Deyou only took one look and frowned.

It didn't take much time at all, and many changes were made to the bone-penetrating exercise formula.

When Lai Wuhen saw a more complete set of bone-penetrating exercises, he was ecstatic in his heart, and he was not so repulsive to this master who had just worshiped.

"My disciple, thank you for your teaching." Lai Wuhen bowed to Gong Deyou with an unusually sincere expression.

"Okay, you go ahead, as long as you kill the [-] Jindan stage monks of the clan with your own hands, this battle will have nothing to do with you, and I will tell you the details of the inheritance at that time."

Gong Deyou said, before Lai Wuhen could say anything, he disappeared in place.

Lai Wuhen bowed towards the place where no one was there before walking out.

There are already ten monks waiting outside, all of them are at the late stage of Jindan, and they are all tall and burly.

Seeing Lai Wuhen, he bowed to him at the same time: "I have met Commander Lai."

On the surface, this completely treats Lai Wuhen as his predecessor, but Lai Wuhen can see some dissatisfaction with him from their eyes.

These ten should be the Abyss Guards that Gong Deyou mentioned.

"You should know where the front line is, just take me there." Although Lai Wuhen didn't want to be a commander, he had no choice but to put on a show, go and see first, if he can easily complete the task , he wouldn't mind making a move.

If there is any danger, he can only pat his ass and leave.

"Yes." The ten people said in unison, with such thoughts in their hearts, how could they be convinced if they became the leader of themselves and others without knowing anything.

Lai Wuhen didn't have the heart to pay attention to what they thought. A group of 11 people flew eastward all the way and flew out of Abyss Island.