"You should be the one arranged by Li Pangtian to protect Wu Yifan."
Wu Hao went straight to the point and spoke while looking at Li Zhengran in front of him.
Hearing Wu Hao's inner call for the Holy Lord, Li Zhengran was stunned. Wow, no one in the upper realm dared to call the Holy Lord's name directly. Even the Holy Lords of the other four holy places might not dare to say the Holy Lord's name in this manner.
But then he thought about how the Saint Son's ancestor had just subdued a real dragon in the late stage of the Immortal Emperor and made it the guardian beast of their Wu family, so he silently swallowed the words he was about to refute.
"Yes, Senior, I was arranged by the Holy Lord to secretly protect the Holy Son."
"Well, your Ancient Holy Land is quite good. You are so generous as to arrange a mid-stage Immortal Emperor to protect Yifan. Well, there is nothing else to do. Let's go."
Wu Hao waved his hand. Li Zhengran heaved a sigh of relief and left in a hurry. God had no idea how much pressure it was to stand in front of the ancestor of the Wu family.
Different from the great pressure of standing in front of the Holy Lord, the pressure brought by the Holy Lord is only the pressure of status and strength, while the ancestor of the Wu family also brings emotional pressure. After all, he does not understand the ancestor of the Wu family. What if the ancestor of the Wu family dislikes him and slaps him?
Watching Li Zhengran flee in panic, Wu Hao couldn't help but touch his nose. Was he really that scary? Why did he feel like this guy had encountered some kind of monstrous beast?
After Li Zhengran left, Su Qiaoran spoke softly.
"Husband, so what should we do about the Wu family in the upper realm? After all, it's quite far away from the area we flew up from."
Their Xuantian Realm is in the Southern Region, and Penglai Fairy Island is in the Eastern Region. The distance between them is extremely far. Even a Daluo Jinxian would need thousands of years to arrive, not to mention the Hongchen Immortal who had just ascended. He would probably never be able to arrive until he died.
Wu Hao waved his hand and spoke.
"I've already thought about this. When the time comes, I'll set up a teleportation array at the Ascension Land that can teleport to Penglai Fairy Island. Only those with my Wu family's identity token can activate it."
Since the entire world of immortal cultivation is extremely vast, some weaker cultivators cannot reach some areas in their entire lives, so some major forces have built large-scale teleportation arrays. The principle behind this is to connect the spatial nodes of the world of immortal cultivation, and then combine them with spatial arrays to achieve the purpose of rapid arrival.
However, activating a teleportation array requires a large amount of spirit stones and fairy crystals, so ordinary casual cultivators cannot even afford to use the teleportation array.
But for Wu Hao, building a large teleportation array is still very easy. In addition, it will take at least thirty years for the people of the Wu family to ascend to the upper realm one after another.
By then, the Wu family should have been built, and he would still have plenty of time to set up the teleportation array.
I was a little surprised that Wu Hao actually had the skill to set up a teleportation array, but I quickly accepted it. It was normal. He was so powerful, and even the elders of the holy land were respectful to Wu Hao. It shouldn't be a problem for him to set up a teleportation array.
"Okay, now that we've found a suitable place to stay, we should also find some people to build up the Wu family. Oh, what a headache."
Wu Hao seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but sigh.
For strong people of their level, the materials needed to build a residence are not ordinary in themselves, and they also need to be strengthened with formations to stabilize it. Otherwise, if they are not careful, they may lose their home.
This is a dividing line
At this time, after going through untold hardships, Wu Yida finally arrived in the Central Region.
"I still need to practice. My cultivation is not enough. I almost can't even make it to the Central Region."
Wu Yida sighed. Along the way, he relied on the help of the teleportation array and his own experience to finally arrive at the Chaos Holy Land in the Central Region within ten years.
It was not known whether it was a coincidence of timing or destiny, but when Wu Yida arrived, the Chaos Holy Land had just started recruiting disciples.
Then, a scene similar to Wu Yifan's was played out again. Of course, there was no Duan De waiting for Wu Yida.
As the Chaos Bell in the Chaos Holy Land rang for nine times, the elders and strong men of the entire Chaos Holy Land were stunned and came to Wu Yida and spoke.
"My dear friend, I am Lin Yun, the Grand Elder of the Chaos Holy Land. I have reached the late stage of the Immortal Emperor cultivation. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
"My friend, I am Ye Changkong, the second elder of the Chaos Holy Land. I am skilled in the use of spears and have reached the late stage of the Immortal Emperor cultivation. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
"My fellow Daoist, I am Jun Xiaoyao, the Holy Lord of the Chaos Holy Land. I am also in the late stage of the Immortal Emperor. Are you willing to become my disciple?"
Looking at the powerful men from the Chaos Holy Land in front of them, the disciples standing next to Wu Yida couldn't help but reveal a look of envy on their faces. At this moment, how much they wished that they would be the ones to make the Chaos Bell ring nine times.
Faced with such temptation, Wu Yida just shook his head lightly, and then said calmly.
"Thank you for your kindness, elders. However, I just want to find a place to practice, and the Chaos Holy Land is my best choice, so I have no intention of becoming your disciple."
Hearing Wu Yida's words, the disciples around him couldn't help but reveal a look of shock on their faces. Obviously, they didn't expect that Wu Yida was not moved at all. You know, these are all top-notch masters from the upper realm.
A visible sense of disappointment flashed across the faces of Jun Xiaoyao and the others, but they did not get angry. In fact, they all knew their own abilities. Facing a peerless genius who could make the Chaos Bell ring nine times, they were not qualified to teach him.
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