It took only half an hour for the car that Yang Yu got off the car. Before the gate of the courtyard, a servant in green was already shouting loudly.

“Here, here!”

Han Jiu quickly raised his hand and shouted.

"Um!"

The servant didn't even look at Han Jiu, but turned his head, but he was already bent down and smiled:

"My master, please!"

Those who come and see off have always been very eye-catching. Even if Yang Yu is introverted, he still has a demeanor that cannot be humiliated.

"Mr. Yu, please."

The servant in green clothes leads the way.

The ten capital masters, no matter in any city, are the best, let alone Wei Changshou, who was once a disciple of the three sects of Immortal Dao.

This yard is very luxurious and covers a large area, not less than the Northwest Prince's Mansion, and there are thousands of servants in it. All of them are beautiful and have a strong body.

Walking through two corridors, in front of a quiet courtyard, the servant in green stopped and apologized:

"Master Yu, please take a break. Mr. Wu is here to visit his master, but he has not left yet..."

“How can you make the guests wait?”

Before Yang Yu could answer, a clear sound had already sounded in the yard. The noble man wearing a beautiful and beautiful face and wearing a jade belt had already walked to the door.

This noble young man looks only about twenty years old, and he is really handsome, with a tall and handsome face and a wave of eyes.

"Wu Tao is here, and he is also a guest who came to visit Mr. Wei. I wonder what you call him?"

"Yu Yang."

Yang Yu said concisely.

Seeing the gods first when seeing people, and seeing the fate first, it has almost become his instinct, but he glanced at it and saw that the noble young man's fate was mixed up, and he obviously had a treasure.

With his three levels of secret, he only realized that this person had a noble fate and had dragon energy, and seemed to be born in a royal family...

"Yu Yang."

Wu Tao's eyes turned slightly, and he raised his hand:

"Fellow Taoist, please come in."

‘The Qianyuan royal family seems to have the surname Wu?’

Yang Yu changed his mind and walked into the yard. The small yard was full of unknown flowers. There was no need to take a deep breath, and the mouth and nose were full of fragrance.

The old man with his beard and hair was white, and his kind-eyed eyebrows were sitting in a wheelchair and bowed in the sea of ​​flowers:

"I have both legs broken and I have difficulty moving. I have not been able to meet you from afar. Please don't blame me..."

“Where, where.”

Yu Yang shook his head slightly.

When we arrived at the front hall, a beautiful maid had served tea and pastries.

"I wonder what sect and sect fellow Taoist Yu came from?"

Wei Changshou picked up the teacup.

"No sect or sect, one casual cultivator."

Yang Yu took the tea and took a sip, and put it down.

"A person like Fellow Taoist Yu is actually a casual cultivator? This is really a pity."

Wu Tao shook his head slightly:

"The world is shocked by the sects and even the four holy places will open the mountain gates. Do fellow Taoists consider it?"

"Yu's feet cannot be met, I'm afraid he won't be able to get to the sect's Dharma."

Yang Yu sighed lightly, as if he was quite different from his feet.

"Hey, alas..."

Wei Changshou sighed, as if he was a little sympathetic:

"If I had better legs, I wouldn't have been sent to remove monsters when I got started..."

"Old Wei is too humble, no one knows that you have the upper hand? There are many people on the list of Ten Thousand Immortals, but there are also many..."

Wei Changshou seemed a little sad, while Wu Tao comforted him.

"Time is fate, what if it does?"

Wei Changshou shook his head and said nothing more, but looked at Yang Yu:

"Fellow Daoist Yu, I think I'm worried about waiting, right?"

"I have been waiting for seven months, so why do you care about this moment?"

Yu Yang doesn't seem to care.

While speaking, three hundred taels of gold were placed on the table.

"Fellow Taoist's mind is calm."

Wei Changshou praised him and asked:

"The information in the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogue is vast and I need to ask a few questions before opening it."

Yu Yang nodded.

"What fellow Taoist is here, is it a 'ritual to guide the fruit of Taoism'?"

"yes!"

"Fellow Daoist is here, but he still wants him?"

"I accidentally got a fragment of magic weapon and found out the origin."

"In addition, can he ask?"

"none!"

...

The two asked and answered each other.

After a cup of tea, Wei Changshou suddenly closed his eyes. When he opened it again, a bright light appeared at the entrance between his eyebrows.

"Catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals!"

Buzz!

The moment this ray of bright light emerged, there was already a strong wind inside and outside the Wei Mansion, and the spiritual energy within a thousand feet of radius was moved.

"Fellow Daoist, you only need one hour to seize it!"

Wei Changshou was like a mountain behind his back, and his breathing and voice became heavier:

"Fellow Taoist Yu? Fellow Taoist Yu? You..."

Wu Tao was also shocked, but he quickly reacted. When he turned around, he saw that the "Yu Yang" was shocked in a trance, as if he had been shocked.

‘But that’s it…’

When he changed his mind, Yang Yu had already come back to his senses.

"I first saw the picture of Ten Thousand Immortals, but I was shocked in my heart. Fellow Daoist Wei, don't blame me..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath and let the bright light cover fall like a waterfall, but his mind fell on the gluttony tripod instead.
Chapter completed!