Chapter 159: People stick

As the war ended, Yu Wenhao ran away from Zhou's house frantically, his eyes full of fear, as if something terrible had happened.
"Look, what is that!"
"It seems to be Yu Wenhao. Didn't he take a group of elders to Zhou's house? Why is he alone? And... Yu Wenhao looks like a stick!"
"Hush! Be quiet, if you are heard by Yuwen's family, you won't be able to eat!"
"..."
There are many masters in Qiankui City, and some sharp-eyed people immediately noticed the Yu Wenhao flying above, and there was a sound of discussion immediately, and some even laughed out of control.
Although there is a distance, Yu Wenhao's hearing seems to be very good. Everyone's discussion reached his ears, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out immediately, his body swayed, as if he would fall from the air at any time.
"Boy, I don't care how sacred you are, today's shame, you must pay for your life!"
Yu Wenhao kept roaring in his heart, stumbled and flew towards Yuwen's house.
"Who are you? What are you doing at my Yuwen's house!"
Yu Wenhao came to the door of Yuwen's house, and just about to rush in, he was immediately stopped by two guards.
"What am I..."
Yu Wenhao spouted another blood, and a large spiritual hand immediately condensed, and he ruthlessly slapped away at the guard who had just spoken, and he couldn't die again.
"Are you blind! I, Yu Wenhao, want to come back, and I have to tell you that it won't work!"
Yu Wenhao's lungs are about to explode, and he has never been so embarrassed since he beat his mother!
"Family... Patriarch, the youngest dare not!"
The guard took a closer look and realized that the person in front of him was Yu Wenhao, and he immediately knelt on the ground, fearing that he would end up just like the companion just now.
"Inform all the elders that the whole city is closed for today's affairs. If anyone leaks a word of wind, punish the Nine Clans!"
...
Qiankui City, even though Yuwen's family deliberately blocked the ending of the battle with Zhou's family, there were many people who could not hold back the gossip. The news that Yuwenhao became a stick, like a storm, spread almost throughout Qiankui City.
Nowadays, people talk about the incident after a meal, and a dignified generation of Wuzong masters has been crippled by a young man named Zhao Yi!
After the war, there were even countless cultivators rushing to Zhou's house, and the threshold had to be trampled on, just to witness Zhao Yi's true face.
However, Zhao Yi all thanked the guests by rehabilitating their wounds.
In the courtyard, Zhao Yi had already woken up long ago, but there was still some tingling in the sea of ​​consciousness, which was obviously a sequelae of applying the law of time.
"It seems that the law of time is still used less. After all, this kind of power against the sky cannot be reversed at will."
Zhao Yi sighed slightly. As his research on the law of time deepened, he felt the mystery and power of this power.
Imagine that if the law of time is spread to a courtyard or a village, it is completely possible to traverse to the past or the future.
Zhao Yi quickly put this idea behind him, and now the most important thing is to improve his strength as soon as possible and come to the southern part of the mainland. Only then can he return to his original world.
"Hey, after hiding in my yard for so long, it's time to come out."
Zhao Yi yawned and looked at a certain place. Although the other party's breath was completely covered, he could not escape the system's detection.
"Boy, when did you find me?"
As if discovered by Zhao Yi, an unbelievably old voice immediately sounded, and an old man in black appeared strangely.
The old man was short in body, but he looked very energetic, especially with a pair of dragons and phoenixes intersecting on his chest, which looked very strange, and on the top of the dragon and phoenix's head, the word "wuhun" was engraved.
"Are you from the Wuhun Tower, you squatted for an hour, trying to murder me while I wasn't paying attention?"
Zhao Yi said indifferently, even if he knew that the old man was the mysterious Wuhun Hall, he didn't show any face.
"Boy, how do you know everything?!"
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, his concealment method was very first-rate, even the legendary Wu Zun powerhouse might not be able to accurately find his position, but Zhao Yi said it all.
"I know many things, like yours..."
"It's all right, you don't need to say!"
The old man interrupted quickly, for fear that Zhao Yi would shake out all the secrets in him.
"This is an invitation from Wuhun Tower. I hope you can bring it to Nuoyuan City in a year."
After the old man finished speaking, he did not know where he took out a crutch. Then, the old man took the crutch and disappeared without a trace in front of Zhao Yi.
"What a strange old man."
Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly, and touched the invitation in his hand. There was a faint spiritual wave on it. If it was left on him for a long time, it could strengthen his cultivation.
"Um... just use it as an insole."
Zhao Yi thought about it, and decided to put it under his feet. This kind of thing that can consolidate the cultivation base can't be wasted.
If the old man saw Zhao Yi's movements at this time, he would have vomited blood.
...
After Zhao Yi came to Qiankui City, he did not lose sight of wandering around. While inquiring for information, he did not forget to look for the news of Venerable Demon Prison and others.
It's just that the center of the continent is so big, looking for them is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack, Zhao Yi had to give up.
However, Zhao Yi didn't give up because of this. If he is more famous, maybe they can find him directly!
However, as time went by, the originally lively Qiankui City began to become deserted, and many family forces had closed down.
In Qiankui City, the most circulated one is Wuhun Tower Trial!
In Qiankui City, the most powerful force is not the Yuwen family, but the very mysterious Wuhun Tower. This force is just a small branch. The Wuhuang monks who are hard to see in the daily life are everywhere in the Wuhun Tower. visible!
And the Martial Spirit Tower trial they spread out seemed to recruit some disciples, but their requirements were extremely high, and only families or forces that got the Martial Spirit Tower quota were eligible to enter it!
Even if the number of places is very scarce, it has caused countless forces to fight hard, because they know that as long as someone becomes a disciple of the Wuhun Tower, the future is unlimited!
When countless people were struggling for this, the day when the Martial Soul Tower trial opened, also came on time when countless people were eagerly looking forward to it.
Qiankui City, Zhou Family.
Since this family let Yuwen's family deflated, its reputation has risen immediately, and the boy named Zhao Yi has been remembered even more.
"Father, the martial arts tower trial is coming soon, why hasn't Senior Zhao come out yet?"
In the Zhou Family Hall, a young man couldn't help but ask, since Zhao Yi grabbed the spot from Yuwen Ao, the extra spot was given to him.
"This senior has a strange temperament. If half an hour has not come out, let's go first. Today is a special day, but the ancestors will personally send you to each other."
Zhou Da looked into the distance, where Zhou Yuan was helping an old man to come.
The old man seemed to be very old, but vaguely, an indescribable sharpness spread from his body.
This old man was actually a Wuzong expert!