The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

The deputy manager has a headache, why is there another one who doesn't mind too much?

Even if Su Yu left, Master Gao also left, so who would learn new characters from Junior Brother Qian? This is related to the interests of the Dongtianfu region in Tianya City, how can they be arrogant?

"What are you doing next? I'm here to discuss with everyone the characters of the Wood clan." The vice president said.

But at this time, Junior Brother Qian's face turned cold: "Sorry, I've changed my mind now, Master Gao, since you want to follow out, then don't be an eyesore here!"

The deputy chief was furious, and it was fine to drive away Su Yu, but also drove away Master Gao, whom he entrusted with high hopes, this, this is simply treating sacrifice as a child's play.

Monk Zou's figure flashed, and he hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Old Freak Wu, hold back, don't get angry! Now is not the time to get angry! You can trouble this kid later, don't get angry now!"

The deputy manager was furious, it was the first time he felt so useless!

Master Gao, on the other hand, smiled at Su Yu, and left the restraint sassyly: "Shopkeeper Su, I wanted to chat with you for a long time, and I finally found the opportunity. Let's go outside."

Things have come to this, everyone can only be silent.

Junior Brother Qian smiled coldly, and waved his hands: "Hehe, the annoying flies are gone, so it's clean, let's continue."

The position of Master Gao was vacant, and everyone sat closer together.

The middle-aged man in the orange robe listened to Junior Brother Qian's explanation very carefully, echoing him from time to time, which won Junior Brother Qian's favor and took extra care of him.

There was a lot of discussion inside, but the wind was blowing outside, and the cold wind was wanton.

Apologetically, the deputy manager turned into a helpless sigh and waved his hand when the words came to his lips: "Alright, the two of you may not be worse than them in sharing your experience with each other."

After finishing speaking, he entered the forbidden area, leaving the two of them alone in the bleak cold wind.

"Treasurer Su." Master Gao comforted: "The deputy director has his own difficulties. Don't resent him. If you want to blame him, blame us for our incompetence. If we surpass each other in the writing skills of the Mu clan, the deputy director will not let us suffer from such uselessness. angry."

Su Yu waved his hand: "It's okay, let's discuss on the spot, time is limited, what I know, I will give it all tonight, how much I can remember, it all depends on the master himself."

Well--

Master Gao was stunned.

His face was slightly stiff, he didn't want to see Su Yu being wronged, so he came out to accompany him, and taught him some words of the Mu clan that he knew.

In terms of knowledge, Master Gao is still very confident. His assiduous study in recent years has allowed him to understand a lot, and he thinks he has a certain level.

On the other hand, Su Yu, according to the news from the sect, he is actually a young man less than twenty years old, but he just made a mistake in cultivation and looks very old.

With such a young age, and with his obsession with martial arts, how can he know how many characters of the Mu clan?

Try to teach some tonight, maybe he won't lose too badly tomorrow

Unexpectedly, Su Yu was full of the tone of "I'm here to teach you".

"Hehe, let's discuss it." Master Gao gave Su Yu a step down.

Su Yu saw what Master Gao meant, nodded and said, "Okay, let's discuss then."

The two chose a boulder and used their true energy as a pen to write various wooden characters in the air.

At first, Master Gao was still able to discuss with Su Yu, but after a cup of tea, Master Gao was a little surprised to find that this young man didn't seem to be a nerd, and he knew everything he said about the wood language.

This made Master Gao look at each other with admiration, and finally gave up the idea of ​​teaching, and turned to real discussion.

However, Master Gao found that he was gradually unable to keep up with Su Yu's thinking!

At the beginning, the two of them could each play a sentence or two, but as they got further behind, Master Gao became more and more speechless and clumsy.

In the end, it was Su Yu who was talking about it all by himself, and Master Gao listened attentively.

In the end, just by listening to Master Gao, he couldn't remember what Su Yu said, so he stopped quickly: "Stop, stop!"

Looking at Su Yu, Master Gao's eyes were full of surprise. What Su Yu described was a set of theories. The theory of how to understand ghost characters is just like the pinyin in human characters.

Mastering this theory, any ghost writing will have rules to follow.

He can swear that this kind of theory has never been grasped by anyone in the Kyushu Continent!

"You..." Master Gao couldn't describe his inner feelings. A 20-year-old young man mastered the theory of the Mu clan's writing that had never existed in the whole continent. This kind of absurdity and reality made him feel unreal.

He suddenly remembered that Su Yu said that if he wanted him to remember what he had said seriously, it was up to him how much he could comprehend.

That is not the arrogance of youth and ignorance, but the indifferent advice of a master! !

Master Gao was sure that there was no doubt, and bowed his head to Su Yu in awe, "Ms. Gao has met the teacher, please enlighten me."

He performed a teacher-student ceremony, and took out a jade slip, preparing to record in detail what Su Yu said.

Su Yu accepted his obeisance, for Yun Yazi.

If Yun Yazi knew about it, he would definitely hope to study it himself and spread the word.

"Let's continue." Su Yu continued to explain what he had learned, and at the same time talked a lot about the characters of the Mu tribe, from recognizing the pronunciation to explaining, almost teaching them hand in hand.

When the day dawned, Su Yu looked at the sky with regret: "It can only stop here, how much have you mastered?"

Master Gao said ashamedly: "Only what the teacher described is less than 10%."

Su Yu nodded: "10% is not bad, it's not up to the top level, but it should be much better than Junior Brother Qian."

"Thank you teacher for preaching and teaching. Students are very grateful." Master Gao has been pursuing knowledge all his life. This kind of wood language that humans cannot master is nothing more than a treasure to him, so he is willing to learn from his teacher.

Su Yu stood up with a flick of his sleeves: "Don't tell anyone about the matter here. If anyone asks, just say that it was taught by Senior Yun."

Master Gao was puzzled, but he understood that Su Yu had something to hide, so he nodded in agreement.

Swish——

At this time, the restriction was lifted, and Master Qian, Lu Chuyi and other wood clan writing masters walked out of the stone forest one after another.

Each of them was thoughtful, with wisdom and confidence flashing in their eyes, obviously they had gained something last night.

Junior Brother Qian came out like many stars arching the moon, glanced sideways at Su Yu and the two, and said with a smile: "I hope your Red Blood Palace will not be too slow."

Su Yu acted as if he had never heard of it, Master Gao was highly respected, and he would not talk to such a person, standing still half a step behind Su Yu.

This subtle gesture caught the attention of Luchuyi and the deputy manager.

Why did the relationship between the two subtly change overnight?

It's just that the sacrifice was imminent, and they didn't want to think about it.

"Get ready to sacrifice now." The deputy manager and several god masters swept all the writing masters of the Mu clan, across countless miles, and came to a barren desert.

The desert has left traces of scorching for an unknown number of years. At a glance, you can see many scorched ruins buried by sand and dust.

Before the ages, this place was originally a verdant and lush virgin forest with few people.

One day, the desolate ancient forest suddenly descended, causing huge flames, destroying the forests in a radius of millions of miles, and creating a desert.

At the end of the desert, you can clearly see a dim yellow forest of dead branches.

Around the forest, there is a lingering yellow mist, no matter whether it is wind or sand, once it enters the wild forest, it will never come out again.

"An ancient and evil forest?" Su Yu squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the forest. He felt very dull. The depths of the forest gave him an extremely ominous feeling.

It seems that there is an unknown ominous creature deep in the woods.

They were not the first guests to arrive, or in other words, the guests who arrived a long time late.

Around the desolate forest, tents, large and small, are densely packed like mushrooms, covering hundreds of miles.

Roughly counting, at least millions of people came, and they were all strong men above half immortal.

Anyone who wants to come here has no ability.

Most of them came to watch the sacrifice, and a small number were personnel from the organizer of the sacrifice, and they brought the required sacrifice spiritual objects in advance.

From heaven and earth spirit treasures to all kinds of powerful monsters, they are filled with tens of thousands of giant cages.

The astonishing aura emanating from the treasures of heaven and earth can be smelled everywhere, and the uneasy roars of the monsters about to be sacrificed can be heard everywhere.

The messy scene made Su Yu unconsciously on guard.

"You stay close to each other, don't leave our encirclement." Monk Zou shouted in a deep voice.

In history, there have been many incidents where the Zhongzhou forces took advantage of the chaos to assassinate their Fangmu tribe's masters of writing. Of course, they also did similar things in the Dongtianfu area.

Under their group guards, they finally came to the camp prepared in the Dongtianfu area. There are all their own people nearby, so they can relax a little.

"Okay, all of you go into the tent, there are formations outside, and in a short time, the mid-term God Lord can't do anything to you." Monk Zou said.

At this time, the man in the orange robe first entered the tent with a smile on his face, and opened the curtain: "Master Qian please first."

Such flattery, almost flattery, made everyone uncomfortable.

Junior brother Qian enjoyed this kind of treatment very much, especially the other party's address, Master Qian, was very pleasant, so he did his part and stepped into the tent first.

Monk Zou and the deputy manager stood guard near the tent one by one. Seeing Junior Brother Qian enter, his tense nerves relaxed a little. Junior Brother Qian is the most important person, and anyone can have an accident, but he can't.

"Okay, you all go in too." Monk Zou waved his hand, his expression relaxed a lot.

"What are you doing, why did you close the restriction, ah!!"

But before he could take a long breath, suddenly, there was a heart-piercing scream from inside the tent!

The screams appeared so abruptly that people were caught off guard.

"Not good!" Monk Zou and the deputy manager's expressions changed at the same time, and they rushed into the tent immediately.

They have clearly checked the tent in advance, and there are no traps or dangers. What's the matter with the screams?

However, when they tried to break in, they discovered that the tent's restrictions had been closed from the inside, and it was difficult to break through from the outside.

Even if they are seventh-rank god masters, they have to spend at least ten breaths of effort!