Supreme Martial God Technique

Facing Meng Yu's questioning, Wu Yun said nothing, with a calm expression, looking at Meng Yu calmly.

However, in his sea of ​​consciousness, he was rapidly communicating with the reincarnation of life and death, and with the Divine Bell of Creation.

"Old bastard, why haven't you come yet? You decided the time of the day. Now that Mengyu is asking me for someone, I can't stand it anymore!"

"If she can't help but attack me later, then that ancestor will come, and it will be meaningless!"

Wu Yun said anxiously.

"Don't worry, this is coming!"

The Divine Bell of Creation said unhurriedly.

"Coming? Where are you?"

Wu Yun frowned and asked, while his eyes had already fallen on the pair of closed doors behind Mengyu.

He waited for the door to be pushed open suddenly.

However, no.

After waiting for hundreds of breaths, not to mention seeing the door being pushed open, I didn't even hear the slightest movement outside the room.

And he could clearly see that Meng Yu's face was getting more and more ugly.

"Damn it, the old bastard has suffered a lot this time. She has lost her patience and is going to attack me. No, no, no, I have to find some way to delay it!"

Wu Yun was secretly murmuring in his heart, but just when he was about to speak, he saw Meng Yu's face suddenly change, full of horror and nervousness, and she knelt down with a plop.

Such a single-handed operation frightened Wu Yun to the point where his mind went blank.

After all, from his perspective, Meng Yu was kneeling towards him.

What should I do?

"This, this, this, Master Mengyu Pavilion, I can't do it, I can't do it. This is what I, Wu Yun, fear most in my life. I can stand up to you if you try hard, but if you go soft on me directly, what will happen to me? …”

"Subordinate Mengyu, welcome the return of the Pavilion Master!"

Just when Wu Yun was thinking wildly and talking nonsense to himself, Meng Yu's sudden voice, like an electric shock, directly interrupted him.

"Ancestor? Who?"

Wu Yun was stunned. His mind went blank. He still didn't react. He was even thinking that Meng Yu might have thought too much of him and mistook him for his ancestor, calling him the wrong one?

Until an old woman's voice came from behind.

"Xiaomeng, get up!"

Little Dream?

Wu Yun's whole body froze, and the thoughts in his mind were like the flood that had been released, instantly flowing smoothly.

At the same time, he turned his head sharply.

Sure enough, he saw a white-haired old woman standing behind him.

His figure is a bit stooped, his age is indistinguishable, and his aura is restrained and strong. He must be a very strong person.

It is not difficult to imagine that this person is the ancestor of Wanhua Pavilion.

But how did she get here?

Wu Yun didn't react at all. The doors and windows here were closed tightly, and there was no secret passage. How did she get through the wall?

Wu Yun looked at the old woman in front of him blankly. At least with his current knowledge, it was difficult to understand how this person suddenly appeared.

"You are the boy that fate said you are!"

The old woman looked at Wu Yun and asked lightly.

"Ah, yes, it's me!"

Although Wu Yun had never dealt with this old woman, he was not surprised by what she mentioned at this moment.

"Where's Creation? Why, you called me back from thousands of miles away, but he's not here?"

the old woman asked.

"he……"

Wu Yun was a little confused. It wasn't that she couldn't tell, but it was just unexpected that she didn't know the status of the Divine Bell of Creation?

At this moment, Meng Yu had heard everything in confusion, and her face was full of shock.

Originally, she was shocked and overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of her ancestor.

After all, she never believed that Wu Yun could find their ancestor, let alone their ancestor's sudden return.

She didn't even understand how Wu Yun did it.

Her ancestor actually said these words to Wu Yun again, as if he was still very familiar with him. How could she not be surprised by this?

As for the good fortune mentioned by her ancestor, she didn't understand it at all.

She has always known that Wu Yun is the only one, where are the others?

Therefore, at this moment, she was completely confused. She couldn't understand what her ancestor was talking about, let alone what the relationship between Wu Yun and his ancestor was!

"Old man, there's no need to look for it, I'm here!"

Suddenly a voice came.

It was the Divine Bell of Creation. He emerged from Wu Yun's storage ring and stood in front of the old woman.

"Zaifa, how did you..."

Now, it was the old woman's turn to be stunned.

The majestic Godly Bell of Creation was actually willing to stay in the storage ring of a human boy.

this……

It’s really hard to understand!

"Oh, it's a long story. Let's sit down and talk about it slowly!"

The Divine Bell of Creation sighed and spoke slowly.

This long conversation lasted for a whole day.

It wasn't until after sunset and night was approaching that the two of them had almost finished talking about the past and the present.

Wu Yun and Meng Yu sat quietly aside, listening to their conversation.

It turns out that the ancestor of Wanhua Pavilion, named Yingji, and the Divine Bell of Creation were once comrades who fought side by side, and the relationship between the two was actually very good.

Although Wu Yun was surprised by this relationship, he was not that surprised.

After all, if the relationship is not good to a certain extent, how can you call someone back with just one word?

As for the others, they are mostly about Ying Ji’s experiences over the years and why the Divine Bell of Creation’s cultivation has declined and ended up in the current situation.

Wu Yun just listened without commenting.

After the greetings, the Creation God Bell directly mentioned Wu Yun's current situation and the problem of Meng Yu's Holy Soul.

Finally, they got to the point.

Wu Yun and Meng Yu's expressions immediately became excited.

What should we do? Just wait for the answer from this Yingji Patriarch!