Chapter 780 Mutual Conditions

The closer they got to the cold blue water pool, the more they felt something was wrong.

"It's not cold anymore. There's really no cold anymore. In the past, we couldn't stand it when we were close to twenty meters away. Now we're within five meters, and we don't feel it at all?"

"Let's go, take a closer look."

Finally, several people came within the range covered by the formation.

Suddenly, I heard someone say in panic: "No, not only is there no cold air, but there is also no energy."

"Oops, there's something wrong with the Bishui Hantan. Please report it to the sect leader immediately."

Soon, two of them hurried back to the Fire Dragon Sect and reported to Yuchi Bao.

Because it was late at night, Yuchibao was practicing on the bed in his room with his eyes closed.

A sudden knock on the door woke him up.

At this moment, there was a bit of displeasure on his face: "Why are you in such a panic? How can you behave appropriately? Come in!"

When the two disciples who were waiting entered the room, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across their faces, and they said, "Is it you? What's going on? Something happened to Bishui Hantan?"

After that, the two disciples talked to each other and basically explained the general outline of the matter.

Yuchibao stood up suddenly and said, "What? Is there really something wrong with the Bishui Hantan? Is there no spiritual energy left?"

"Walk!"

Then, a group of three people hurriedly arrived at the Blue Water Cold Pond.

There is a problem in the Bishui Hantan, and this matter is of no small importance to the Fire Dragon Sect.

Before it was confirmed, Yuchibao did not notify anyone.

When he got here and took a look, Yuchibao's expression suddenly became stiff.

As the sect leader, he is very familiar with this cold blue water pool.

It can be seen with just one glance.

The energy disappeared, the coldness was no longer there, and the formation automatically failed.

"What's going on? Who has been here?"

Yuchi Bao asked scolding.

The disciples hesitated and said, "No one has been here. We have been waiting there and we haven't seen anyone show up."

Suddenly, a disciple seemed to remember something. He slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, Wu Yun, Wu Yun came here one day ago. Apart from him, there was no one else."

"Wu Yun?"

Yuchibao frowned and stared at the surface of the pool of water.

"Is he not dead? How is this possible?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Wu Yun was undergoing the final absorption at the bottom of the pool.

Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard from the Dantian.

His cultivation has increased again, reaching the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

At this moment, Wu Yun didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at the cold blue water outside.

Wu Yun at the bottom of the pool opened his eyes, looked around, and said: "The eighth level of the Lingwu Realm, um, not bad. It's time to go up."

Suddenly, Wu Yun flew up.

With a splash of water, he jumped out of the water and appeared in front of everyone.

At a glance, he saw the disciples guarding the entrance and Yuchi Bao.

Several pairs of eyes were staring directly at him.

Suddenly, a disciple was heard screaming in panic: "Ghost, there is a ghost, Wu Yun has turned into a fierce ghost."

"Shut up!"

Yuchibao slapped him directly on the back of the head, "What the hell?"

While they were talking, Wu Yun had already landed in front of Yuchi Bao and bowed.

At this moment, Yuchi Bao's eyes almost fell off.

Staring at Wu Yun intently, "You, you, you are not dead?"

"No, your cultivation level, are you at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm?"

After a pause, he said again: "What on earth did you do? What happened to my cold blue water pool?"

Even Yuchi Bao was shocked and speechless, let alone the few disciples guarding the entrance.

Wu Yun sighed. He wanted to hide it, but unexpectedly, he was caught.

I can't hide it anymore, I have to find a way to explain it.

After thinking for a while, Wu Yundao said: "Sect Master, please lend me a moment to speak. I..."

Yuchibao naturally understood what Wu Yun meant.

He said to the disciples beside him: "You guys, don't leave here."

Immediately, Wu Yun pulled Yuchi Bao aside.

When necessary, you still have to show off your eloquence.

After all the good talk, Wu Yun ended with one sentence, "That's it. My cultivation level has increased so much inexplicably, but I didn't expect the drying up of the cold blue water pool."

Yuchibao stared at Wu Yun suspiciously for a long time.

At this moment, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Wu Yun could tell that the way he looked at Wu Yun at this moment was appreciation.

Incomparable appreciation.

Finally, I just heard him say: "Wu Yun, I don't have to pursue this matter, but can you do something for me during the assessment for promotion from low-level training force to mid-level training force in one month?"

"What's up?"

Wu Yundao.

"I want you to win first place, be promoted to the intermediate training force as the first place, and then participate in the round-robin assessment competition, in order to promote the powerful training force of our Fire Dragon Sect, gain fame, achieve results, and increase the sect's star rating . If that’s the case, I’ll pretend it didn’t happen.”

Wu Yun kept talking, although he didn't quite understand what Yu Chibao meant.

But I didn’t think much about it.

Said: "One month, then you have to reach the Earth Martial Realm, which is a bit difficult."

Yuchi Baodao said: "It doesn't matter, I believe in you. With your ability to kill enemies before, I absolutely trust your ability. If it doesn't work, just wait two more months or wait for the next round."

Wu Yun roughly calculated that there was still one month left to advance to the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, or even the Earth Martial Realm. As long as he could visit the two treasured places of Huohuo Fire Dragon Sect, it should not be a problem.

If he had to wait for another two months, Wu Yun could not wait any longer.

After all, his task was still very heavy. In three years, he had to reach at least the Yuanhe Realm and improve his alchemist level.

He had to race against time.

Moreover, there was someone Wu Yun had never wanted to mention, Zi Linglu.

That bastard had disappeared since he disappeared from the capital of Yunling County.

But Wu Yun knew that this bastard would never give up.

No matter what, he must not lose the face of the God of War in front of this bastard.

Whether it was for Bai Ling, for Wuhun, or for himself.

This cultivation must not be slackened.

According to the level of their training forces.

If he went to a medium-level training force, there would certainly be more various immortal medicines and treasured places.

Thinking of the scene of swallowing the cold spirit bead in the cold pond, Wu Yun was envious.

However, on the surface, Wu Yun did not show it too obviously.

He said: "Master, then okay, this is a request, I will agree to it, but you have to agree to two conditions of mine."

Seeing Wu Yun agree, Yuchi Bao's eyes were burning, and he didn't think of anything else.

In his eyes, Wu Yun was a top genius except that he was a little older.

Because his Fire Dragon Sect was located in a remote area, he only accepted some crooked people, and he had never seen a genius like Wu Yun.

Nodding and saying: "Just say it."

Wu Yun said: "Okay, first, you can't let anyone know about this except you, including the disciples guarding the entrance, you find a way to erase their memories."

"Second, you have to promise me that no matter what I do in the sect in the future, you can't hold me responsible, and you have to keep it secret for me."

Yuchi Bao frowned.

The first condition is very simple.

But he thought about the second condition.

Could it be that Wu Yun has some evil intentions?

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