Starting from the outer door, single-handedly challenge the cultivation world!

The map of Jiuqu rivers and mountains shook slightly in the spirit pool, exuding the coercion of the celestial magic weapon.

Although there is no full recovery.

However, as a magic weapon of a monk of the upper three realms, the power of the Jiuqu River and Mountain Map surpasses many monks of the Wu family.

That detached and unstoppable aura made many elders of the Wu family turn pale.

"If the Wu family thinks I'm weak and can be bullied, you might as well give it a try!"

Sikong Changming did not hide it, his fighting spirit was high, and he was not afraid of the might of the Wu family.

With the seventh-order ice sword talisman in hand, no one in the Wu family can stop him.

Moreover, he has mastered a corner of the space pattern, which can forcibly break through the Wu family's defensive formation and leave calmly.

In his eyes, the seemingly heavily guarded giant city of the Wu family can easily leave as long as they don't break into some special areas.

At this moment, Wu Jiuyang's face has changed.

He smiled awkwardly and said helplessly:

"Just kidding, why should Mr. Changming take it seriously?"

At this moment, he could only explain embarrassingly, trying to gently expose this matter.

"As long as you can save Patriarch Wu Fen, if you have any conditions, just say so."

"The Wu family has nothing to say!"

Seeing Sikong Changming's recalcitrance, Wu Jiuyang quickly changed his attitude.

It is best to take advantage of the advantages.

If there is no advantage to take advantage of, it is a big deal and a certain price must be paid to ensure that the ancestor of the Wu family can successfully detoxify and lift the shackles that have plagued the family for countless years!

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, you can't even deal with this little thing!"

"Let the old man go back and face the wall and think about it!"

"To be greedy even for the opportunity of a little baby is to insult the identity of the descendant of King Yan!"

In the void, the voice full of energy sounded again.

He unceremoniously blamed the group of elders.

Patriarch Wu Fen personally taught him a lesson, giving Sikong Changming enough face.

"Please rest assured, little friend, I swear on my own reputation, as long as I can resolve this poison, there will be rewards!"

That voice slowly rang in Sikong Changming's ear.

The posture is very low, approachable, without the arrogant posture of the family ancestor.

The elders of the Wu family all bowed their heads at this moment, like sinners who have made a big mistake, they just nodded and admitted their mistakes without saying a word.

Seeing the Wu family's gesture, Lu Shenzhou couldn't help persuading:

"Chang Ming, there are priorities, so I'd better help the Wu family."

"Since Patriarch Wu Fen came forward to guarantee it, the Wu family will definitely not treat you badly."

Sikong Changming didn't insist, and finally turned around.

He stretched out a finger and said calmly and calmly:

"That ancestor of the Wu family, I can save him."

"Even, I can give you the poison-removing secret technique that the Wu family has been thinking about."

He said a few words, and those Wu parents who spoke were elated.

Before that, they heard about it from Lu Shenzhou.

Although Sikong Changming has mastered the means of detoxification, but the mysterious ability to detoxify is only the characteristic of his own mana!
Just like the vast majority of monks who practice poison kung fu, their mana contains poison.

A monk's mana is largely affected by his practice mana.

And one's own practice method, for any monk, is the fundamental thing related to his wealth and life.

Unless the Wu family forcibly takes that kind of skill away from Sikong Changming's hands.

He even paid the price of completely destroying his family's reputation in the Hengshan cultivation world, and at the same time tearing apart his face with Dahanfeng and becoming an enemy.

You know, at this moment, Lu Shenzhou is still watching from the sidelines.

The existence of this Young Master Lu is Sikong Changming's greatest safety guarantee.

If Sikong Changming died, the Lu family would lose face.

It would be great to be able to obtain the art of detoxification from Sikong Changming through trading!

However, what Sikong Changming said next made the elders of the Wu family a little confused.

"I don't want anything else, just a Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit."

Before the words fell, the elders had already opened their mouths to question.

"Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit, what is that? I don't have such a treasure in my Wu family's treasury."

The old man with rosacea murmured, a little confused.

As the second elder of the family, he has a high position and authority, so he is naturally familiar with the treasures in the family's treasure house.

Even because of a little hobby in brewing, he is especially concerned about herbal medicines and dango.

If there really is a so-called Tianyang Shenguo, just call the word "God". This drunk second elder has already used it to make wine and taste it.

The other elders also looked confused.

They had never heard of the Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit.

On the contrary, Lu Shenzhou was a little strange.

On the handsome face, the complexion changed slightly, and there was a look of surprise in the eyes.

He had seen this so-called divine fruit in the ancient books of his family.

Even when he was young, he saw a similar divine fruit with his own eyes.

It was a light blue fruit, the size of a fist, like a crystal clear fairy apricot.

It was collected by the ancestor Xuanguang in the family, kept secret and valued very much.

What Lu Shenzhou saw on the ancient books were some simplified patterns.

Several kinds of divine fruit are described, which have various incredible uses. Generally speaking, only the great monks in the upper three realms can cultivate fruit trees that can bear that kind of divine fruit.

And after Lu Shenzhou grew up, he also secretly speculated that in the heavily guarded secret place of the Lu family, there might be a treasure tree planted by his ancestors himself.

"Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit? Hey, how could my Wu family have such a divine object?"

Wu Jiuyang said slowly with a delicate expression.

He is one of the few people who knows the goods, and he knows the value and function of such precious treasures as Tianyang Shenguo.

Among other things, the Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit, as a spiritual fruit that only the powerful can cultivate, has amazing effects and has a powerful medicinal effect on monks.

In the fruit, there is a powerful pure yang power, which can cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow, and reshape the roots and bones.

If you are a monk in the realm of manifestation, you can eat the heavenly sun fruit when you break through.

There is a certain degree of certainty, condensing the legendary pure yang shape!
For monks who manifest themselves, the form they cultivate is directly related to their own profound avenues.

Being able to have the top-level pure yang shape is like embarking on the road to the sky, and the future is boundless.

Even if you can't become a powerful person in the upper three realms, you can still be respected in the middle three realms.

One must know that for nearly a hundred years in the Wu family, the monk with the strongest manifestation state is the ancestor Wu Fen.

But even for him, the condensed form of the Great Dao is only the Burning Sky Volcano.

There is still a long way to go from the legendary Chunyang Daoxing.

Wu Jiuyang smiled and said politely:

"Mr. Chang Ming, you were joking."

"How could my Wu family have such a divine object as Tianyang Shenguo? If there is such a treasure, wouldn't my Wu family have already born a unicorn in the shape of a pure yang!"

Throughout the hundreds of years of the Wu family, among generations of visible monks, there is not a single monk who can condense the form of the sun.

Invisibly, such history also supports Wu Jiuyang's statement.

However, Sikong Changming was somewhat reluctant.

He was certain of something in his heart, and firmly believed that in the hands of the monks of the Wu family, he held the Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit.

"That King Yan of the Wu family has such a cultivation level that he can leave a foundation for the family to pass on for hundreds of generations. In comparison, cultivating a Tianyang fruit tree is not too difficult for such a powerful person. Bar."

"Perhaps the ancestor of King Yan did have the Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit in his hand, but there is no such treasure left in the Wu family today."

"Such a treasure is a disaster rather than a blessing to the Wu family."

Wu Jiuyang flatly rejected it.

"Without the Heavenly Sun God Fruit, if you want to save that ancestor, you will be doomed."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Changming said expressionlessly.

As soon as these words came out, Wu Jiuyang frowned, and a little anger appeared in his eyes.

He himself said that the Wu family did not have such a magical fruit.

Sikong Changming asked for it again and again, which was somewhat difficult.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence again.

"Okay! The old man promises you!"

That ancestor Wu Fen's voice sounded again.

But it caught the other elders a little off guard.

Wu Jiuyang even cursed inwardly, a little angrily.

A large group of people like myself helped the ancestors to cover up and kept crying poorly, thinking of paying less to cheat that secret technique from Sikong Changming's hands.

Who would have thought that his ancestors were so simple.

After Wu Fen agreed, Sikong Changming smiled with satisfaction.

But just to be on the safe side, he added:
"Patriarch Wu Fen, may I make a guarantee."

"Hehe, my little friend is cautious. Anyway, I would like to swear in the name of King Yan's ancestor, as long as my little friend can help me to dissolve the fire poison in my body."

"The old man is willing to exchange the Heavenly Sun Divine Fruit!"

After getting the guarantee, Sikong Changming stopped delaying and stretched out his hand.

"Lead the way ahead!"

Wu Jiuyang led the way, leading Sikong Changming to the towering and tall pitch-black giant tower.

The more one walked into the giant tower, the more obvious the majestic aura became, and there was a hot and dry atmosphere in the air.

The surrounding fire aura is extremely rich, as if it can burn directly with a little guidance.

At the same time, within Sikong Changming's body, the silent scroll suddenly unfolded.

The power of the Jiuqu River and Mountain unfolded spontaneously, filling Sikong Changming's meridian physique.

Only when you get closer can you see the true shape of the pitch-black giant tower.

The tower is nine layers high and has four sides, engraved with complex and rough patterns, which are extremely wild.

There are streams of obscure dark red streamers quietly rising from the bottom of the tower, and finally gathering at the top of the tower, making the huge red tower beads brighter and brighter, as bright as the sun!
At the bottom of the huge black tower, a portal has been opened.

A human figure formed by the condensed flames stood aside, obviously waiting.

When seeing the fiery figure, both Sikong Changming and Lu Shenzhou's expressions changed slightly.

The strength of the ancestors of the Wu family exceeded their imagination.

"This ancestor of the Wu family must have passed other methods to enter the realm of alchemy."

Sikong Changming felt the power over other Wu family monks, and made a keen judgment.

He had refined King Yan's true blood, so he had a unique perception of the monks of the Wu family who also flowed with King Yan's blood.

In that extremely mysterious bloodline induction, the bloodline aura displayed by the human-shaped flame in front of him far surpassed that of other Wu family monks.

"Please come in."

The human-shaped figure condensed by the flames made a gesture of welcoming guests, and the flames on its body also swayed and changed, which was amazing.

Sikong Changming did not hesitate, walked over in a graceful manner, and stepped into the black tower with one step.

However, Lu Shenzhou on the side wanted to keep up, but was directly stopped.

The humanoid flame swayed, and after Sikong Changming passed by, it directly blocked the portal of the black tower.

Wu Fen's voice sounded, and there was a little apology in his boldness.

"This little friend of the Lu family has offended me."

"Yanwang Pagoda is the important place of the Wu family, and outsiders are not allowed to enter it lightly."

"What's more, little friend still has the aura of an old senior."

"In order to prevent the Yanwangding from going awry, please wait a little while, little friend Lu."

Lu Shenzhou was taken aback for a moment, and didn't say much, he just waved his hands and sat cross-legged beside the black tower.

As soon as this young master Lu raised his hand, he called out the canopy of the throne from the magic weapon of space, and swaggered to enjoy the cool.

……

After entering the black tower, Sikong Changming felt a familiar feeling of turning the universe upside down.

Obviously, the space in the black tower is also unique.

Although it looked from the outside, the Flame King Black Tower was nine layers high.

However, when he was in it, Sikong Changming felt like he was in a huge volcano.

The aura of the flames beside him was so strong that it almost turned into spiritual liquid, and it could be vaguely seen flowing.

An old man in black, with a white face and beardless, looked kindly, sitting on a simple red futon, looking at himself with a smile.

"I met Senior Wu Fen."

Sikong Changming stretched out his hand in salute.

In front of such a senior, he didn't dare to be the same as before, stunned, not knowing the depth.

In front of those elders, it's okay to be arrogant.

But to put on airs in front of Wu Fen, as the name of the fierce god of the Wu family, is it fake?
So far, the pressure brought to him by the ancestor of the Wu family is second only to that Fairy Sushui, and still higher than Su Chunqiu.

You know, that Elder Su is a veritable alchemy cultivator.

And this ancestor Wu Fen, according to outside rumors, is only a monk who has completed the manifest state.

Wu Fen had a smile on his face, and a golden-red luster flashed in his eyes.

"Little friend Changming's fortune is really amazing."

He said lightly, a little surprised.

Although according to outside rumors, he has been trapped in the Appearance Realm for decades and has never broken through.

But in fact, he has already broken through to the realm of alchemy.

Even, the Dao Pill in his own dantian had been completed a few years ago.

Even so, with his own strength, he couldn't see through Sikong Changming's heel.

You can only see a spiritual root in the body of this spiritual pool monk, shining brightly.

At the place of the spirit pool, there is a mysterious and unpredictable magic power, which evolves into the shape of a river and mountain with nine bends, blocking his sight.

Wu Fen even felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the strands of mana circulating throughout Sikong Changming's body.

Is this a variant of "Eight Explanations of the King of Yan"?

Wu Fen was puzzled, and then denied himself.

Although there are similarities in mana, there are more aspects that are quite different.

But if it is said that Sikong Changming's mana has nothing to do with "Eight Explanations of the King of Flame", then Wu Fen doesn't believe it.

At his level, he has a keen sense of the secrets in the dark.

Since he felt mana power himself, it meant that Sikong Changming must have also studied the "Eight Explanations of the King of Flame", no matter how bad it was, he had also had contact with the practice methods of the Wu family's lineage!

However, now is not the time to discuss these things.

Wu Fen waved his hand and called Sikong Changming over.

The old man didn't procrastinate, and sat cross-legged with his five hearts turned to the sky.

"I also ask my little friend to take action. The old man can dissolve the fire poison and break through the shackles, it depends on the little friend's means."