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"The three major sects are all first-rate sects, and their competitiveness is also relatively strong, so the matters within the sect are all handed over to the sect master to handle, which also caused the sect master's Cultivation Level to be very slow.
As the sect head of a third-rate sect, he is still in the survival stage, so he has to rely on his own strength to support a sect. "
"Sigh!" Wendu let out a deep sigh, "So the Sovereign is the most tired one."
"Haha, of course. Could it be that Junior Brother has plans to establish his own sect?"
Sword1 quickly shut his mouth because he remembered Wendu's identity.
After all, I still have four disciples at the Falling Moon Sect. Right, Senior Brother, can we go to the Falling Moon Sect first when we go tomorrow?
"Of course."
"Then let's go to the Mysterious Heaven Sect again. I want to see my sister. I'll get you some top quality Returning Energy Pill." Saying that, Wendu winked at his sword.
"That's fine, hahaha …"
"Cough, cough!"
Just as the two of them were laughing out loud, a cough came from behind them.
The two of them hurriedly stood up and shut their mouths, because they were extremely familiar with this voice.
"Wendu, boy, this is the thing you want. Also, give me some top quality Returning Energy Pill. I also lack that thing."
"Ugh!"
Just when Wendu wanted to answer, Patriarch Two had already disappeared.
Wendu scratched his head in embarrassment and walked into the holy abode with Wendu.
"Senior Brother, didn't you want to know what I and the elders have been doing these past few days? "Come, let me show you."
"..."
After a night of stealth, Wendu finally stopped writing.
In one night he produced a third grade exam paper, but there was no print here, so he had to write every single one. That was why he was so tired.
But that didn't matter. These things could last for ten days or so. If they could learn all of these things, they could give them something even more profound.
"Junior Brother, what's the point of this Scriber painting of yours?" Don't blame Senior Brother for being stupid, I really didn't understand. " Jian Yi looked depressed.
He sat here all night. At first, Junior Brother was chatting with him, but then he ignored him. Helpless, he could only sit by the side and watch.
"Haha, I have to start from the beginning, but that would be too troublesome. Oh right, Senior Brother, take out the Flying Sword and I will draw some formations for you so that we can fly over there faster."
"Yes, I've been waiting for you to say that."
When Wendu came back, he had heard about Wendu's wonders from his third martial sister. However, due to face, he didn't say it out loud. This time, Wendu brought it up on his own accord, so of course he wouldn't be polite.
Two hours later, Wendu clapped in satisfaction.
"Alright senior brother, I've drawn 508 formations on it. The speed of my journey should be five times faster than before. However, this sword can only be used for travelling. It hasn't changed in any other places."
"Haha, I'm already satisfied. It's already dawn. When are we leaving, Junior Brother?"
"We'll leave immediately. We'll head to the Falling Moon Sect first."
As he spoke, the two of them disappeared into the distance. When they reappeared, they were already in the great hall.1
Sure enough, the six elders were already waiting there.
"Masters, Junior Brother and I are leaving. Take care."
Jian Yi felt a bit awkward because his master completely ignored him and looked at Wendu.
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