Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

After Zhuge Yu saw that Yang Xuan had changed his name, he immediately put on that harmless smiling face again.

But what Zhuge Yu never imagined was that although Yang Xuan changed his name, it was wishful thinking that the holy hand wanted to intercept Yang Xuan's fate and Karma.

Did you ask Yang Xuan's system before the interception? It does not answer.

"Okay, brother, this place will belong to you from now on. This sound transmission jade pendant is for you. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me."

After speaking, Zhuge Yu turned around and drove the mysterious beast away.

Yang Xuan was standing on the square in front of a main hall at this time, looking around, it felt like a small sect, it had everything it should have, and the rooms of all kinds of characters were complete, so it was almost popular.

Yang Xuan muttered something, and then the token's red light flashed twice, and the entire mountain was enveloped in a rising blush light curtain.

On other peaks and the main peak, people could see the red mountain peak in the distance.

"Wang Dian, look quickly, another Blood Peak has opened."

"Yeah, is this another bloody candidate?"

"Probably, why not me."

"I heard that there are no people in the early stage of Xuezi, why don't you join us, we will be the elders by then."

"In broad daylight, what kind of Spring and Autumn dream."

"I'm talking about Bawu, your Talent, don't you have any self-knowledge? You still want to be the veteran of Blood Peak."

 …

Yang Xuan stood outside the main hall, looking at the deserted mountain, thinking where should I find some people.

If you go to Newcomer Peak, it is not allowed now, you can only recruit after the group arena.

Just when Yang Xuan was in distress, a burly man suddenly appeared in the distance, jumping quickly on the ground and galloping towards him.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Yang Xuan,

"Bawu, I have seen Master Xuezi."

"Who are you?"

"Master Huixuezi, I am from the Eighty-seven Peak, a gold level, Bawu, and I am here to take refuge with you. I would like to do my best, and I hope you will take me in."

Ba Dong stared at Yang Xuan with a longing look on his face.

Yang Xuan thought to himself that someone would come to seek refuge, it was because when he fell asleep, someone would give him a pillow. Just as I was still thinking about how to recruit people, someone offered to come to my door.

"Then what Realm are you. How long have you been in Sect."

"Master Huixuezi, I have discovered the Great Consummation of the Profound Realm, and I am one of those geniuses from 10 years ago."

"Aren't geniuses very proud? Can you bear to be inferior to others?"

Hearing what Yang Xuan said, Bawu showed a bit of bitterness on his face, and laughed at himself: "I, Bawu, never underestimate myself. From the outside world, I can be regarded as a genius, but since I entered here, I am just a bottom existence. This Sect is intricate and complicated, with forces big and small, and the cruel reality makes me like a duckweed on the sea, precarious. There are problems in survival, so why not be proud."

"Then you are a person like Sect Neido?" Yang Xuan tried to ask.

"Many, very many. A large number of people will come every five years. After so many years, it has already been overcrowded. Without a strong backing, we can only hug each other to keep warm, but resources are still a big problem."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up, it seems that I don't need to look for someone, someone will come to him.

But after thinking about it, since there is no shortage of people, it is better not to recruit casually for the time being. I can't find all the people who have been eliminated by others.

Wait until the gold token is upgraded to the ring battle to see if there are any new talents that can be tapped.

"Bawu, then I will give you a chance. From now on, you are mine. This mountain will be called Wutian Peak from now on. I am the son of Mo Wutian."

"Great, Bawu thanked Lord Wutian."

"Well, next, I will be doing Closed Door Training for a while. Remember to call me before the gold token upgrade battle. At the same time, the mountain will not recruit other members for the time being. If anyone comes to ask, remember to tell them."

"Yes, Lord Wutian."

Ba Martial Sage was excited, and hurriedly replied excitedly.

I thought to myself that it was a good thing that I was the first one, and if I waited for others to get there first, then there would be nothing to own.

"My lord, stop calling me, and call me Blood Lord from now on. Your job, when there are too many people, we will arrange it together." Yang Xuan said,

"Yes, Blood Lord."

 …

time flies,

On this day, Bawu came outside the Yang Xuan Closed Door Training, and used the sound transmission talisman Yang Xuan gave him before to invite Yang Xuan out of the closed door after he stabilized the Realm.

"Blood Lord, the day after tomorrow, it will be a rookie gold token group arena." Bawu said seriously.

"Well, you've worked hard. This is a low-grade Enlightenment Pill, which can be regarded as a reward." Yang Xuan said very casually.

"What? Enlightenment Pill?" Bawu was shocked. It is a Medicine Pill that has a chance to trigger epiphany, which can be said to be rare.

After being shocked, Bawu tightly held the bottle in his hand with trembling hands, and quickly cupped fist respectfully saluted Yang Xuan.

"Thank you Blood Lord!"

This Enlightenment Pill is also the Medicine Pill that Yang Xuan made during his practice.

In the system, there is no medicine pill lower than the highest grade, which also caused Yang Xuan's vision to become extremely high. For him, the lower grade is an unsuccessful pill, but for others, it may not be so.

"Bawu, do you know where the Sect's treasure house is? Take me there."

Yang Xuan decided to take a good look at the treasure house in the past two days, take everything he can get, and put it on himself to belong to him.

When Bawu brought Yang Xuan to the Treasure Pavilion of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect, Yang Xuan looked up and counted, only to find that the so-called Treasure Pavilion was actually an 18-story tower, desolate and simple, magnificent and tall. There is a faint majestic coercion around the tower.

When Yang Xuan was walking towards the tower, there was a stone tablet measuring two feet by the side of the road. On the stone tablet it was written: Treasure house in the devil, if you trespass without permission, you will die!

Then a curtain of light that was flushed with blush was separated in front of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan looked at the formation light curtain. It was at least fifty feet away from the tower. Such a large formation can be opened at any time and cover it all. It has to be said that it is really rich.

This also made Yang Xuan look forward to the things in the treasure house even more.

After Yang Xuan took out his own identity token, the formation automatically opened a channel. Yang Xuan came to the door on the first floor, and as soon as he stepped inside, he heard an old and hoarse voice, resounding in the bottom of own's heart.

"Who is coming?"

Yang Xuan looked around, but didn't see any figure.

So he took out his own dark red identity token, held it between his fingers and held it up high,

"Blood, Mo Wutian!"

Whoosh!

Yang Xuan felt a blur in front of his eyes, a middle-aged man in a plain robe appeared in front of Yang Xuan's eyes, he could be said to be a middle-aged man, but his hair was as white as snow, draped behind his shoulders.

"Guardian, Zuo Feng, pay homage to Xuezi."