She was covered in ice armor and had a pair of ice wings. Her ice power was enough to freeze everything within ten thousand miles.
At this moment, Meng Bingxue was like an ice goddess. She was extremely charming and cold.
This was her newly awakened talent. It greatly increased her defense, speed, and fighting power.
When she launched her attack, it was indeed much stronger than before.
She held the ice sword in her hand and crazily attacked Yang Wu.
Yang Wu, on the other hand, used his Immortal Moon in Mirror technique to imitate her attacking methods and counterattack.
Meng Bingxue's power had increased a lot. She could even win against a top tier saint.
Yang Wu had to increase his strength to counter her attacks. He also felt that the ice power she released was overbearing. It was not something that people at the same level could withstand.
After a while, Meng Bingxue could finally control her ice power.
Meng Bingxue retracted all her power. Her beautiful eyes were filled with gratitude. "Wu, don't worry. Let me be your substitute. I will definitely do a good job."
"Yes, I will leave this place to you. I hope that Wu Hou Gang will become stronger and stronger." Yang Wu replied.
The next moment, Meng Bingxue jumped into his arms and kissed him on the lips. He was caught off guard.
When he was hesitating whether he should push her away or not, she had already pushed him away.
"I will wait until you truly accept me. Even if it takes forever, I will wait." Meng Bingxue said and returned to Wu Hou Gang.
Yang Wu looked at her beautiful figure, his face full of helplessness.
He was really not good at dealing with matters of the heart.
It would be better to chop off the enemy's head.
After Yang Wu handed Wu Hou Gang to Meng Bingxue, he ordered Jin Yu Chen and Jin Yu Hao to help her achieve her goal.
Yang Wu did not treat the two brothers unfairly. He gave them a lot of cultivation resources.
The two brothers had long admired Yang Wu to the point of prostrating themselves before him. They didn't have any complaints and agreed.
Meng Bingxue had Nangong Chang Jian and Ren Gang by her side to protect her. Presumably, Wu Hou Bang would not be in any big trouble for the time being.
"It's time to walk the world for myself," Yang Wu murmured and walked in a certain direction.
There were still fifteen years before the Martial Sage Conference, and he planned to spend ten years traveling the world.
His first stop was the Sun Devouring Realm.
He wanted to see how Skinny Monkey was doing and whether he was bullied by others.
This was his brother. Whoever bullied his brother, he would use his fists to ask the other party why they bullied his brother.
The distance between realms was extremely far. Yang Wu did not rely on the Thunder Tribulation Clouds to fly. He only wanted to have his own bitter cultivation.
He had been too nervous all these years.
Every day was a struggle, but his cultivation level was still rising a little too quickly, which made him feel a little worried. Sometimes, slowing down might not be a good thing.
He thought of the "Eighteen Bronze Man Swords" that he had obtained from the Heng Shan Sect, the "World-Destroying Wild Blade", and all kinds of combat skills that he had not practiced yet. He could practice them all again.
Traveling the world was an interesting thing. He could take a good look at the world.
The world was so big that nothing was too strange, and the world was so big that it was full of wonderful things.
When he was in the Mortal Realm, Yang Wu only stayed in the Great Xia, and the furthest he went was the Barbarian Race. When he came to the Transcendent Realm, he went to many places, but he did not have the time to stop and take a look. Every time, he was in a hurry, and it was hard for him to appreciate the great rivers and mountains of the Transcendent Realm.
The Mortal Realm was divided into eighty-one realms, and the Transcendent Realm was only one of them. Since it was so vast and boundless, the other realms would not be any worse. If he could see all the mountains and rivers, his heart would be able to contain them, and it would be of great use to his cultivation.
When he started to move, a fat Daoist suddenly appeared beside him. It was Daoist Zhu, who was riding on the Flying Boar.
Yang Wu had a good impression of Daoist Zhu. He cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, senior."
"Hehe, you flatter me. I am only a few years older than you, the Yang Family Head, by far." Daoist Zhu waved his hands and said.
"I still haven't thanked senior for saving my life. Thank you for your help. If there is anything you need me to help you with, just let me know." Yang Wu said sincerely.
"I do have something I need your help with. I am tired of traveling the world alone. Why don't you accompany me?" Daoist Zhu said seriously.
Yang Wu said without hesitation, "Sure."
He did not know how Daoist Zhu knew that he wanted to travel the world, but since he invited him, he would just go with the flow.
Thus, Yang Wu and Daoist Zhu traveled the world together.
Daoist Zhu had the Flying Boar, and Yang Wu had the Silver Patterned Tortoise.
When he was prepared to travel the world, he had already called the Silver Patterned Tortoise over.
All these years, the Silver Patterned Tortoise had been cultivating hard. Its speed of improvement was not slow, and it had already reached the level of a high-level Demon Saint.
Its appearance was becoming more and more like a Black Tortoise. From afar, it looked like a Black Tortoise. It was very mighty.
He had benefited from Little Hei's help. It was because of the Demon Path Blood Tempering Technique that Little Hei had taught him that he could continuously improve his bloodline power and improve by leaps and bounds.
In addition, Yang Wu had also given him a lot of resources. It was not surprising that he had reached his current level of strength.
The two of them first went to Kunlun's Field. They did not enter the bustling cities. Instead, they went to the remote villages to see how the commoners lived. They also wanted to see how the creatures of the other races in the Great Wilderness Swamp lived. They wanted to experience the local customs of each region.
Daoist Zhu was very talkative. He would point at him wherever he went.
"Little Wu, what do you think of that girl? Her butt is very big. She's definitely made for babies."
"Hey, Little Wu, look. That big sister over there is so shy. If I can talk to her about romance, wouldn't that be great?"
"Where do you think you're going, demoness? I am a Daoist who slays demons and upholds justice. I will not allow a scourge like you to harm the human world. If I don't go to hell, who will?"
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Daoist Zhu was very interested in women, especially those with big breasts and big butts. He did not care if they were beautiful or not. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
Fortunately, this guy did not use force to snatch them. Otherwise, he would be like Jiang Ping.
Yang Wu gradually became familiar with Daoist Zhu.
When he asked why Daoist Zhu wanted to bring him to travel the world, Daoist Zhu boasted shamelessly, "This world is my world. Of course, I have to see it." After a pause, he said, "But it won't be in the future. It will be your world."
Yang Wu did not understand what Daoist Zhu meant. He simply put down his identity and blended into the lives of the commoners.
When he passed by the mountain village, he would help an old man who was injured from hunting. When he saw a child who was scared to tears by a monster, he would also help. When a village girl threw a flirtatious glance at him, he would respond with a smile and charm her.
Unknowingly, his state of mind suddenly became open-minded.
He had been working hard to cultivate and become a person above others. However, he had forgotten that he was once the most ordinary young man.
All living things were equal when they came, but they were just a cup of yellow soil when they left.
Along the way, Yang Wu saw some commoners grow old and die of illness. He also saw some villages being attacked by ferocious beasts. He also saw some places thriving and developing. There were ups and downs. Everything had its own rules.
In addition, he also passed by some dangerous places and saw some strange races. He met some creatures with very strong combat power and occasionally obtained some rare treasures.
The Great Thousand World was truly filled with all sorts of strange things, and it was filled with all sorts of wonderful things.
Many of them were things that Yang Wu had never seen before. There were also things that were not recorded in books.
As he walked, he copied Daoist Zhu. He took out a pen and paper and started to record what he saw and heard.
"In the withered swamp, there are snake crocodiles. They are very aggressive and poisonous."
"At the top of the crown tree, there are golden-crowned bird nests. Anyone who gets close will die."
"There are small yin-yang flowers when the moon is about to fall and the sun is about to rise."
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He and Daoist Zhu spent a year and a half to finish walking through Kunlun's Field. After that, they moved to other realms and kept the time within a year.
They left for ten years. The world seemed to have forgotten about him, the leader of the Yang Clan.
With each level and domain, the scenery he saw was completely different. The culture and customs of each place were also different. He understood the etiquette of many different races, learned some of their unique ways of survival, and also understood how they passed down generation after generation.
Some races were declining, and some were rising. He was also memorizing all of this in his heart.
The two of them became nameless wanderers. Only some villagers would occasionally mention that a young man riding a turtle and a fat man riding a pig were good people. They were gods that had descended.
Ten years later, the two of them returned to Wuhou Gang.
"Little Wuzi, it's a trip of ten years. It's time for us to part." Ten years had not left any marks on their faces. Even when they were about to part, the two of them did not show the slightest bit of worry.
"Before we part, I still have to ask. Brother Zhu, is your surname really Zhu?" Yang Wu asked seriously.
Daoist Zhu didn't reply. Flying Pig quickly answered, "My surname is Zhu, my surname is Zhu."
The fat Daoist knocked on the flying pig's body in annoyance and said, "Pig your head, I'll never change my name or surname, Zhu Buxiang."
"Zhu Buxiang, the number one genius in the world. I've heard so much about you." Yang Wu cupped his hands and smiled.
"Heard so much about you? Do you know why I want to accompany you on this trip?" Daoist Zhu asked.
"I don't know."
"You're even more stupid than me. The creatures in this world live a peaceful life. This world is still beautiful. I hope you can protect it and not destroy it."
"It's been ten years. I haven't even reached the first level. I don't have that ability."
"The birth of the God Fetus and the Demon Fetus means that the world will be in chaos. Not only the human world, but even the six realms won't be peaceful. You, Yang Wu, can't stay out of this. You're the child of destiny. All lives depend on you. Plus, I've been watching you for ten years.
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