Other gods don’t know the rudiments of Niu Tongtong’s magical power, but he knows it very well.
Niu Tongtong had an epiphany that day, and Yu Wuwei, because of the relationship with the restaurant, also learned it secretly.
No matter what, he owed Niu Tongtong a favor. Now that she was in trouble, he had a way out. There was no reason not to repay the favor.
Soon the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl followed the God of Food to Chaoxianju.
When the God of Food said that the immortal could cure his granddaughter's symptoms, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were skeptical.
But this granddaughter is the apple of their eyes, and they will give it a try even if there is a slight chance.
Besides, they have never been able to see through this immortal, so maybe he really has a way.
Yu Wuwei already knew when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl came over. Without them saying anything, Yu Wuwei had already come to Niu Tongtong, put his hand on Niu Tongtong's eyebrows, and examined her carefully.
After a long time, under the expectant gaze of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's family, Yu Wuwei nodded.
The symptoms were indeed similar to what Taishang Laojun described. Fortunately, he also comprehended the prototype of this magical power and had his own way to implement deduction and correction, otherwise he really could not be saved.
Yu Wuwei waved his hand, and Niu Tongtong's sleeping little body floated in the air, and finally formed a posture with five hearts facing the sky.
As Yu Wuwei continued to cast spells, he continuously guided the magical power route he deduced into Niu Tongtong's body and made the most accurate and appropriate corrections in real time. The sleeping Niu Tongtong finally responded.
After guiding for half an hour, Niu Tongtong suddenly radiated golden light all over her body, and the magic silk ribbons on her body floated out naturally, evolving into the magic power that Niu Tongtong had comprehended.
It was not until an hour later that he stopped completely and returned to Niu Tongtong.
The moment the silk ribbon returned to Niu Tongtong, Niu Tongtong suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, woke up completely, and returned to normal!
Yu Wuwei also breathed a sigh of relief, finally it was done.
How could the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl not know that their little baby was well now, and they immediately expressed their gratitude profusely.
Yu Wuwei waved his hand and said, "The Three Realms are about to face a great disaster. We must work together to overcome it! From today on, I will also be practicing in seclusion. You may leave now!"
Upon hearing this, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl's family nodded, bowed deeply to Yu Wuwei again, and slowly walked out.
The God of Cookery finally recovered from his shock and retreated, but the look he gave Yu Wuwei was even more respectful!
The immortal actually cured Niu Tongtong, it was simply incredible.
After Yu Wuwei sent them away, he closed the restaurant. From now on, he would concentrate on practicing to cope with the impending disaster.
Time flies, and after Yu Wuwei closed the door that time, he never opened the door to heaven again.
Apart from necessary things every day, he just used the practice acceleration buff on the plaque in the restaurant to continuously practice and improve his cultivation.
Twenty days later, Yu Wuwei was finally promoted to Taiyi Sanxian after repeated efforts.
Fifteen days later, Yu Wuwei had completely entered the ranks of Taiyi Golden Immortals.
Another seven days passed, and Yu Wuwei finally reached the threshold of Daluo Jinxian.
Another five days passed like this, and Yu Wuwei opened his eyes again. Now he had reached the level of a quasi-saint and could not go any further.
According to his current level of cultivation, even the Jade Emperor and the Three Pure Ones can be suppressed with some effort.
However, he wasn't satisfied. Even if he had reached the Perfect Quasi-Saint stage, what good would that do? Hadn't there been many Perfect Quasi-Saints during the Great War between Gods and Demons? Hadn't they still failed to completely suppress the demons, and had nearly destroyed the Three Realms?
However, he could no longer continue to practice like this. It was not that he did not want to practice, but he felt that the place where he could become a saint was not here. Even if he sat in this restaurant for tens of millions of years, he would not be able to become a saint.
After thinking for a while, Yu Wuwei came to heaven again with an idea.
After walking out and taking a look, I saw that the heaven had already fallen into a solemn atmosphere. As time went by, the gods in the heaven discovered several space cracks again, all of which led to the demons.
Now the area around the rift between the gods and demons has become a battlefield, and the situation is not optimistic.
Yu Wuwei ignored these things and turned his gaze to the True Holy Mountain not far away.
He always felt that this True Holy Mountain had some connection with himself, as well as the plaque on the restaurant and the silk he got at the auction. Even now, when he had reached the perfection of a quasi-saint, he still could not see through these things.
Why do these things happen to appear around me?
Why did this plaque, which had been passed down from his ancestors for hundreds of years, only work its miracles when he took it out?
Why are immortals and mortals separated, and all divine substances do not appear in the mortal world, but only this piece of silk has been passed down and happened to be obtained by me?
Why did I come to this truly holy mountain instead of going anywhere else when I arrived in heaven?
All these phenomena indicate that I have an inextricable connection with these three things!
After thinking about it, Yu Wuwei finally made a decision. With a wave of his right hand, he took the plaque on the eaves of the building, and then with a wave of his left hand, he took the silk silk in his hand. With a final flash, he came directly to the front of the Zhensheng Mountain and stepped up.
You will know what the secret is if you take a look for yourself.
The moment Yu Wuwei stepped onto the True Holy Mountain, he suddenly understood.
His path to preaching and becoming holy lies here. When he reaches the top of the mountain, that will be the day of his sanctification!
And whether it is the plaque and silk in his hand or the True Holy Mountain under his feet, they are all innate magic weapons of the Three Realms that assist him in becoming a saint.
And he is the third saint destined by the Three Realms, and also a true saint.
So this mountain is called the True Holy Mountain, also called the Three Holy Mountains.
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