Maitreya looked coldly at the man in front of him, his eyes full of coldness. If possible, he would like to skin and bones the man in front of him.

But the current situation is that he has already taken out two magic weapons, not only failed to suppress the man in front of him, but was also knocked away by the other party's two punches.

It is so understated that one can tell without thinking that the strength of the man in front of him is definitely more than that, and he must have even stronger means.

This could not help but make him wary, but he was also somewhat unwilling to retreat like this, because that was an innate spiritual root!

The land of the West is barren. Not only are there no precious treasures, but there are also no natural treasures. Even a saint's disciple like him only has acquired magic weapons.

Look at the saintly disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, basically each of them has an innate spiritual treasure, which makes the disciples of the Western sects extremely envious.

If he could obtain an innate spiritual root, his master would definitely look at him differently, and might even bestow upon him an innate magic weapon out of joy.

With an innate magic weapon in hand, his strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds, and he may even become the best among all the Western disciples.

Because of this, he did not want to give up the innate spiritual root in front of him, but how to deal with the person in front of him was a big problem.

"You are so arrogant! You must know that saints should not be bullied. If you still don't know what is good for you, then I can only ask my master to help you!" Maitreya said in a deep voice.

After thinking it over, he simply gritted his teeth and used his trump card. He didn't believe that the man in front of him was really not afraid of the saint.

Although he was not the one who personally delivered the innate spiritual root to the Saint Master, he was the one who discovered the innate spiritual root. Even if he had no credit, he had worked hard.

After all, if he didn't do this, his innate spiritual roots would be taken away by the person in front of him, and he would not benefit at all.

If the person in front of him was frightened by him, that would be the best. He wouldn't even need to ask the saint master for help and he could still obtain that innate spiritual root.

Yang An's expression darkened slightly. Although he believed that the current Western religions would not dare to act recklessly, this was after all the territory of the East.

But he knew exactly what kind of virtues the two saints of the Western religion had. The two saints of the Western religion did not care about face at all.

However, his identity is also not simple. As the current leader of the human race, others may not know what this means, but the saint cannot possibly not know.

After all, the human race is the protagonist of the future world. In the future, the human race will gather infinite luck, which the saints cannot ignore and may even fight for.

It is impossible to give up the innate spiritual root Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao. The worst that can happen is to meet the Western religion's Zhunti Saint. He wants to see what the saint can do.

But just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere between him and Maitreya.

"When the younger generation fights against each other, they have to bring up saints. When did the disciples of the Western Religion become so shameless?"

As the voice sounded, Yang An's eyes focused on the figure that appeared out of thin air, and then he was slightly stunned.

He never expected that in Wuyi Mountain, he would not only meet Maitreya, a disciple of the Western Religion, but also meet the person in front of him.

"Who are you? How can you have the right to speak here?" Maitreya said in a deep voice.

He was also puzzled. What was going on today? Why did everyone he met not take their Western religion seriously?

The man just now was like this, and the man who appeared out of thin air in front of him was also like this. Could it be that the Western Church is so easy to bully? "I am the direct disciple of the Taiqing Saint, Xuandu of the human race!" Xuandu said.

Xuan Du looked at Maitreya coldly, without any expression on his face, but it made Maitreya feel a chill.

"Hello, Senior Brother Xuandu. I was biased in this matter. Please forgive me!" Maitreya said in a low voice.

He naturally knew who Saint Taiqing was. He was the eldest disciple of Daozu and the recognized leader of the six saints.

He had indeed heard from his master that Saint Taiqing did have a disciple, and that he was accepted as a disciple when he was preaching to the human race.

But as far as he knew, this disciple of Saint Taiqing was very mysterious. After becoming Saint Taiqing's disciple, he had been practicing in the Bajing Palace.

Not to mention him, even the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects probably have never seen the only disciple of the Taiqing Saint.

He never expected that he would find a congenital spiritual root today, and he would meet the disciple of the Saint Taiqing.

If it were anyone else, he would be invincible if he moved out of the mountain of the saint, but this was obviously ineffective for the disciples of Saint Taiqing.

Xuandu glanced at Maitreya coldly and said, "Since you know you are wrong, leave quickly!"

Maitreya was slightly stunned, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face, but in the end he didn't dare to say anything more and immediately turned around and left.

The person in front of him is the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing. Even other disciples of the Saint have to call him "Big Brother" when they see him.

No matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to give up when facing Xuan Du, and he didn't even dare to mention his saintly master.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at the casual cultivator, remembering his appearance firmly in his mind, with a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

In his mind, if it weren't for the casual cultivator in front of him, he would have obtained that innate spiritual root long ago and would have left Wuyi Mountain by now.

But Maitreya didn't know that the undisguised resentment in his eyes could not hide from Xuandu's eyes.

Xuandu frowned slightly, raised his hand and pointed. Maitreya's face was full of astonishment, and the next moment he completely disappeared in Wuyi Mountain.

Then, Xuan Du turned around and said, "Xuan Du meets the leader!"

Although he is a disciple of Saint Taiqing, he is also a human being. He still needs to show proper courtesy to the human leader in front of him.

Moreover, when the human race encountered a great disaster, although he wanted to rescue them, he was helpless because of his low cultivation level.

It was the man in front of him who helped the human race survive that catastrophe. It was reasonable and logical that he should respect the human leader in front of him.

Moreover, he had other purposes for his appearance this time, which was closely related to the human leader in front of him.

“You’re welcome. Now that you are the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, we should address each other as fellow Taoists!” Yang An said.

Although Xuan Du is a human, his identity and status are different now. Even though he is the leader of the human race, he dare not be too arrogant.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

At the same time, he was a little confused. Why was Wuyi Mountain so lively today? Maitreya came, and Xuandu also came.

Now, although Maitreya has left and was taught a lesson by Xuan Du, he cannot guarantee that Xuan Du will not be tempted by that innate spiritual root.

"Since the leader has discovered this innate spiritual root, it naturally belongs to the leader!" Xuan Du said.

Although an innate spiritual root is precious, he does not take it seriously, and he will not compete with the leader for this innate spiritual root.

"There is not just one innate spiritual root here!" Yang An said.

He knew very well that since Xuan Du had already arrived, it would be difficult to hide his intention to obtain the treasure in Wuyi Mountain from Xuan Du.

In this case, he no longer needs to hide anything, nor guess what Xuan Du's purpose is. He simply makes everything clear.

Xuan Du was slightly stunned. Although he didn't care about one innate spiritual root, in his eyes, there was indeed only one innate spiritual root here.

After hearing what was said just now, he searched again carefully, but apart from the innate spiritual root, he found nothing else.

Just when he was wondering, he saw the leader walking towards the innate spiritual root and finally stopped in front of the innate spiritual root.

At this time, Yang An had already arrived in front of the innate spiritual root, but he did not immediately put it into his pocket. Instead, he was carefully searching for something.

According to his judgment, treasures have their own spirituality. Since the innate spiritual root of Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao is here, the other treasure should also be nearby.

The two treasures accompany each other to better conceal themselves. Even if ordinary people find this place, they will not be able to find any trace of the two treasures.

This time, it is because the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao is about to mature that the strange phenomenon emerges, making the means of concealing itself ineffective.

But after he searched carefully for a while, he found nothing except the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao, which made him a little confused.

After thinking for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and a golden little man flew out of his body and landed on the Wuyishan Dahongpao.

This little man was covered in golden light, with all four limbs intact, a nose and eyes, and was surprisingly similar to him, a smaller version of him.

Seeing this little man, Xuan Du was slightly surprised. With his level of cultivation, he could naturally tell that the little man was actually a golden body of merit.

In the ancient world, merit is hard to come by. Even for a disciple of a saint, it is extremely difficult to gain a little merit.

Merit has infinite uses. No matter who obtains it, they will treasure it. Why did the leader use it to refine a golden body of merit? You know, to refine a golden body of merit, and a golden body of merit the size of a little man, you need a huge amount of merit.

With so much merit, whether it is used to improve cultivation or to refine a merit treasure, it is much more cost-effective than refining a merit golden body.

Being able to afford the luxury of refining a golden body of merit, one can imagine that the leader must have no shortage of merit, and may even have a large amount of merit.

Even if he was the direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, it would be impossible for him to obtain so many merits. He couldn't help but feel a little envious at this moment.

Just when Xuan Du was surprised, after Yang An offered up the golden body of merit, strange changes suddenly occurred on the Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao.

I saw a golden light emerge, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a round copper coin with a square hole, and wings on both sides.

On the copper coin, there is an inscription of the Way of Heaven, shining with the unique luster of a treasure and condensing an astonishing aura.

Seeing this copper coin, a smile appeared on Yang An's face. He came to Wuyi Mountain just for this copper coin.

(End of this chapter)