Strange World Little Cooking Saint

The Illusion Sect hides from the world and wanders outside the human race. The world only knows that there is an Illusion Sect, but no one knows where it is. This time, the Illusion Sect changed its previous stance and sent out one hundred invitations to outstanding people in the world, inviting them to participate in the 800th anniversary of the Illusion Sect. As soon as this matter got a little wind, it aroused discussions from all sides.

How many people are there in the human race? But there are only 100 copies of invitations. It can be said that each invitation is an honor.

Ordinary people only pay attention to the superficial glory, but those who receive the invitation only feel that the illusion sect must have other intentions for this move. Basically, all the heroes of the human race who received the invitation accepted, and the disciples of the Illusion Sect took them to the Illusion Sect.

There was an uproar outside the Illusion Sect, and the inside of the sect had also changed from the coldness of the past, and there was a sense of joy from top to bottom.

Just as people outside the sect are curious about the fantasy sect, why don't people in the sect yearn for the outside world. The Zongmen wanted to host a celebration banquet, and everyone in the Zongmen felt as strange as Huanyong, but this surprise did not affect their joy in the slightest, and it was said that the people who were invited to the banquet this time were the most famous people in the legend.

Although they were proud of being disciples of the Illusory Sect a long time ago, but now this sense of pride is even stronger, not any sect can have this face!

Shiyu could also feel the joy in the sect, but because of this, she was held even tighter by the sect master.

Yes, the suzerain himself.

The coercion of the human saint was too terrifying, but the suzerain had no intention of taking it back at all. Shi Yu only stood for a few breaths under her coercion, and his whole body was like an ant being suppressed by a mountain, his whole body Sweat was pouring down like rain, and the soul seemed to be crushed at any time, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

Why, I can't take it anymore. Since you want to be the successor of my Illusory Sect, you can't just be so capable. Even if she was just sitting there, Shi Yu still felt that attitude of looking down on everything.

She said she couldn't do it, because she really despised herself.

This thought flashed through his mind, Shi Yu took a deep breath, and the stubbornness deep in his heart was stimulated instead.

I can hold on. She said as she took a step forward. But when her leg took a step, her thigh couldn't bear the pressure of the whole body, and it broke with a click. The broken bone tore the flesh and blood on the surface, exposing the muscles and bones inside.

Ever since Shiyu's physical body had been reshaped, Shiyu's physical body had never suffered so much. She snorted and didn't stop, but continued to walk forward with her broken leg.

The task given to her by the suzerain is very simple: the highest place in the sect is the Zhaixing Tower, and the suzerain is in the pavilion. As long as Shi Yu can walk up to the Zhaixing Tower, she will recognize Shi Yu's identity as a disciple of the Illusory Sect and return her Qingjin Token.

The temptation was too great, what Shi Yu got was hardly proportional to what Shi Yu gave, so Shi Yu agreed without thinking.

It's just that this short distance of dozens of steps seems to be as difficult as reaching the sky.

There was a slight click, and another bone broke. If Shiyu could take half a step just now, she can only move half an inch forward now.

The suzerain looked at the traces of blood on the ground, and said without a trace of expression on his face: If you continue like this, your body will be shattered, and your soul will be severely injured. Here. You, really don't give up?

Even with two broken leg bones,

Shi Yu showed no pain at all, If many things could be easily given up, then I would not appear here now, but would have turned into a withered tomb as early as the ninth heaven. Since I want to get your approval, Then you have to pay the corresponding price. Now this test is very simple.

The suzerain heard the words and did not speak for a long time.

And Shi Yu had already gnawed the big medicine, and continued to move forward after the wound on his body recovered a little.

From sunrise to sunset, from the rise of the galaxy to the fading of the galaxy, the Sovereign never left the pavilion, while Shi Yu was still working hard towards the goal, but the speed was extremely slow, and his body was also full of scars.

A hundred steps away, Huan Yong frowned tightly, and his uncle was also watching, and even ate a whole plate of chicken in a good mood.

If this continues, her soul will collapse. The coercion of the most sacred human race cannot be overcome by just gritting their teeth. Now Shiyu's body is covered with scars, and the blood has soaked her clothes into a dark color. If it weren't for the medicine, she would have passed out by now with all her strength.

What can I do? This is her own choice. The little old man licked his fingers, saw the senior sister sweeping him, and immediately put away the unfinished chicken, and flattered him solemnly: Anyway, the decision made by the senior sister You can't go wrong.

Huan Yong silently turned his head away.

But he knew in his heart that these were Shi Yu's own choices.

At this time, Shi Yu's eyes were covered with blood, and his mouth was full of rust. Every minute she moved forward, the pressure increased, and she could even hear the sound of bones breaking every inch of her body.

However, these are not reasons to back down.

She was also proud in her heart, and proud of being a member of the Illusion Sect. She is the successor of the Illusion School, since the Illusion School wants her to continue, then she cannot be weak!

Teacher, I can... Huan Yong was rejected before he finished speaking.

Can't.

You haven't even heard what I'm going to say. Huan Yong beeped softly, but all he got was one sentence: No matter what you say, you can't.

Huan Yong had no choice but to watch from the side.

It's a pity that he couldn't continue to watch even if he wanted to, because the suzerain said again, A guest is coming, Yong'er, go and greet him.

Me? Oh... Huan Yong left with a heavy heart.

But the word youke fell into Shiyu's ears, and it gave her another strength out of thin air.

Sect Master, is senior Wen Xuan coming back? Shi Yu asked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. She is now basically relying on her thoughts to support her body from being crushed, but it is difficult to go further.

Whether it will come or not, you will know when you go to the banquet.

Shi Yu knew that not everyone could participate in this celebration banquet, she wanted to go to the banquet to watch, at least she had to pass the current hurdle.

At this time, Huan Yong, who came to the entrance of the mountain gate, also saw the visitor.

Senior Wen, Mrs. Wen. Huan Yong had met these two seniors before, and he was no stranger to them now, I never thought that you would be the ones who came here the soonest. As he spoke, he saw the pair of immortals standing there. There was a five or six-year-old boy standing beside her, and he couldn't help showing a kind smile: Is this young master Wen?

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