An Ordinary Path to Immortality

While they were discussing, the countermeasures of the Holy Son and the other monks were also agreed upon.

Just as Zuo Chunqiu and Song Wujie guessed, the two of them became the pioneers of breaking the formation.

The two only expressed a little resistance, and then reluctantly accepted the reality under the pressure of the crowd.

Facing the pressure of the crowd, the two behaved just right, from puzzlement to shock, from anger to submission, and finally they came to the edge of the formation with three parts of anger, three parts of helplessness and four parts of determination in the sneer of the monks.

"Daoyou, you must help me." Song Wujie looked at Zuo Chunqiu with a pleading look, pitifully asking Zuo Chunqiu for help again.

Zuo Chunqiu ignored it. He was not a rookie. This Song Wujie didn't give any benefits to him. He wanted him to risk his life to cover him up and leave just by his name.

He simply treated me, Zuo Chunqiu, as a fool.

"Daoyou, please help me. I promise to open the formation channel and rescue you as soon as I get out."

Before Zuo Chunqiu answered, an old cultivator behind them urged them, "Why are you hesitating? Why don't you act quickly?"

Their plan was simple. They would let the two casual cultivators break the formation first, and they would hide behind to observe the reaction of the formation.

Then they would formulate subsequent methods to break the formation according to the characteristics of the formation.

Song Wujie and Zuo Chunqiu looked at each other, and each took out a magic weapon to attack the formation.

However, Song Wujie activated a magic weapon while attacking the formation, and a moment later, he took out another magic talisman.

After the two attacked the formation for a while, Song Wujie suddenly took out a magic mirror and shone it twice at Zuo Chunqiu, and then he said to Zuo Chunqiu with a surprised look on his face, "Zuo Chunqiu, you are Zuo Chunqiu."

Zuo Chunqiu was shocked. He looked at Song Wujie with a cold expression, and the magic weapon in his hand was unstable.

"I didn't expect it to be you. Why do you look so familiar to me?"

"Familiar? Have we met before?" Zuo Chunqiu asked.

"I was originally going to go to the forbidden place where you inherited the inheritance, but my whereabouts were exposed and I was hunted down. When I returned, you got there first, and then I secretly followed you for a while."

Zuo Chunqiu was shocked and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

After he got the opportunity, his strength increased greatly and he was full of confidence. As a result, he was followed by someone without knowing it.

Song Wujie smiled relaxedly at this time: "Don't worry, as long as you help me leave, I promise not to reveal your identity."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Son of God and others.

Zuo Chunqiu's mind turned quickly, and he soon figured it out. This Song Wujie said that he was following, and it was most likely that he was just constantly changing his identity and mixing around him, rather than following him silently as he imagined.

But what Zuo Chunqiu was not sure about was whether Song Wujie knew about his relationship with Ye Chang and others.

If Song Wujie really knew that he was Ye Chang's master, then the Holy Son would definitely use him to threaten Ye Chang.

This was not the result he wanted to see.

Even if Zuo Chunqiu hid his identity and was killed by the Holy Son and others, he could never be used as a hostage to threaten his apprentice.

At this moment, he thought a lot, and then nodded silently to agree with Song Wujie's proposal:

"I promise you!"

Under the current situation, he could actually make Song Wujie's true identity public, but doing so would have no practical significance for himself.

Once both parties reveal each other, the results are nothing more than two situations: Song Wujie escapes or dies.

And there are only two endings for himself: suicide or being captured alive and becoming a hostage.

"What are you trying to do secretly? Do you still want to play tricks under our noses?"

The monks in the back found that the two were secretly communicating with each other, and threatened them coldly:

"Break the formation with all your strength, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The two stopped talking, and each changed their methods according to the instructions of the people in the back to try to break the formation.

After exhausting the power of a talisman, Song Wujie took out another talisman that looked ordinary and began to infuse energy into it.

"I'm going to use the teleportation talisman. After the talisman is activated, there is a breath of time for teleportation." Song Wujie solemnly sent a message to Zuo Chunqiu.

"Don't worry, I will help you stop them."

Zuo Chunqiu's expression did not change, and his tone was indifferent.

Song Wujie did not doubt Zuo Chunqiu's strength. While pretending to break the formation, he said seriously: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

A cultivator in the back first discovered the abnormality and said in doubt: "Something is wrong, this guy's talisman seems to have space fluctuations."

After this person reminded them, everyone turned their attention to the talisman in Song Wujie's hand.

"It's a teleportation talisman. This kid wants to escape."

"Who is he, how can he have a teleportation talisman?"

"I seem to have seen this person's aura somewhere."

The cultivators spoke in doubt and attacked Song Wujie.

They are either the top Jindan of their respective forces or the geniuses who are being cultivated. Their own knowledge and vision are natural.

Song Wujie said righteously: "You hypocrites, you keep saying you are righteous cultivators, but you force us to help you break the formation. You are not as good as demon cultivators now. "

It would have been better if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, he was immediately recognized by others.

"It's him, Song Wujie."

"I was wondering why he looked familiar. It turned out to be this guy."

"That fellow Taoist, stop him quickly. I will reward you handsomely."

When Song Wujie's identity was exposed, their attention was no longer on the teleportation talisman, but on Song Wujie himself.

Most of the cultivators in the entire Yuanling Continent knew that Song Wujie had many adventures, and he was either in the secret realm or on the way to the secret realm all day.

Anyone who had heard of Song Wujie knew that this guy had countless natural treasures, secret manuals of skills, and magical weapons.

So every time Song Wujie appeared, he would be hunted down endlessly.

But this guy was very powerful, and he could always escape danger and run away.

This time, everyone was trapped in the formation together, and they stayed with each other for so long, but they only discovered it when the other party was about to escape.

Those cultivators who coveted the treasures on Song Wujie regretted it one by one. They only wanted to use these two guys with no background to break the formation.

Why didn't they think of checking their true identities first?

They all tried to stop Song Wujie, and some anxious guys even sent a message to Zuo Chunqiu to ask him to help stop him.

Zuo Chunqiu cooperated and showed a surprised look: "What, he is Song Wujie?"

He activated a shell and injected energy crazily.

At the same time, a magic sword in his hand emitted a bright light and slashed towards Song Wujie.

"Song Wujie, where are you running!"

With his loud shout, the long sword with terrifying power has already come to Song Wujie's side.