God-level upgrade system

Hanshan Temple is really not very famous.

Because Hanshan Temple is built on an isolated peak, the mountain road is steep and steep, and it is difficult for ordinary people to climb up.

Even if some devout believers want to ask God to worship Buddha, there are many other better temples to choose from.

Over time, the Hanshan Temple naturally fell into disrepair. Today, there are only three or two kittens left in the temple.

Not long ago, it was acquired by Baihua Villa.

Of course, it was because of Wei Yi's orders.

"In fact, the environment here is still very good, quiet and elegant, suitable for meditation and chanting Buddha, which shows that the abbot who built this Hanshan Temple was still very discerning, but unfortunately it did not develop later."

"It's also because they're not good at business."

"There is a saying that if you want to get rich, build roads first. If this temple wants to develop, you should first build the road at the foot of the mountain. Otherwise, why are those dignitaries willing to come here? They need to donate incense money and work hard. Trek across mountains and rivers, who would want to—”

Strolling in the courtyard of the temple with Kikyo, Wei Yi commented with a light smile.

"The maidservant doesn't understand, but since the young owner said so, it must be reasonable."

Kikyo followed behind with a chuckle and echoed.

She was dressed in a blue dress, with a graceful figure, and when the cold wind blew from the top of the mountain, three thousand blue hairs fluttered along with it.

Wei Yi glanced back at her, couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, "You're being dishonest, I mean what I say, and I expect you to have some insights."

"Little maid knows so much, I really don't know what to say, but the environment on this mountain is indeed very good, even if you don't build a temple or a house, it will be excellent." Kikyo said softly and softly.

"Yeah, it's a pity that all of this will disappear soon."

Wei Yi stopped and looked around, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Kikyo naturally understood what Wei Yi meant, because she did all of this by herself.

Even Wei Yi's plan, she is the one who knows best.

Even today, she was still a little shocked.

Turning her head slightly, looking at the tall and straight figure in front of her, she couldn't help biting her lips slightly.

Looking at it, her eyes became a little blurred unconsciously. After she realized it, her face suddenly turned rosy, and she immediately lowered her head shyly.

And at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

A young woman in white with a sword walked quickly towards this side.

Her steps are vigorous, and she has a great sense of rhythm, and she can tell that she has good skills at a glance.

Qiao Yazhu has trained many maidservants, among which four are the most intelligent and outstanding, namely Peony, Narcissus, Platycodon grandiflora and Hanmei.

And the woman in white with the sword is Han Mei, who has the coldest temperament and the strongest cultivation among the four women.

"Young Master, they are all here."

Han Mei walked up to Wei Yimin and immediately reported.

Wei Yi nodded upon hearing this.

"Since they are all here, let's go too."

But halfway through, Wei Yi suddenly stopped again, and couldn't help asking, "Is there still no news from Sister Qiao?"

"No."

The two girls, Jugeng and Hanmei, shook their heads at the same time, and replied helplessly, "Even Peony and Narcissus have no news, maybe they really went to a distant place for something, otherwise it would be impossible for them to be unable to contact for so many days."

Wei Yi's expression was gloomy, his eyes showed worry, he nodded, and didn't say anything else.

Soon they were in the front yard on the other side.

There are already four people waiting here.

A big man with a knife, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, and two other old men in the martial robes of Bawangzong.

Needless to say, the identities of the two elders are obviously the elders of the Overlord Sect.

As for the big knife-wielding man, he was a well-known loose cultivator in the Chu Kingdom.

Nicknamed Dasao Wang Wu.

Don't look at the vulgar name, but his strength is quite extraordinary, and those powerful Martial King-level powerhouses may not be able to match.

In particular, his one-handed saber technique, combined with the gust of wind saber intent, once unleashed with all his strength, very few people at the same level can resist it.

In addition, the middle-aged man in the Taoist robe, although his military strength is not outstanding, is the most famous person among the four, and he is also the most difficult person to invite.

If he hadn't owed the Wei family a great favor, it would have been very difficult for Wei Yi to invite him over for this operation.

"Uncle Wang."

Wei Yi first looked at the Great Swordsman Wang Wu.

"I haven't seen you for more than a year. You are a promising kid. You are much better than your father. When he was young, he didn't have your strength."

Wang Wu grinned. He and Wei Yi's father, Wei Tianyang, had known each other since childhood, and the two were also best friends.

The others came here because of various relationships, but he was the only one who rushed over immediately after Wei Yi's father said hello.

And he is determined not to accept any rewards, he really treats Wei Yi as his son and nephew.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Wei Yi was grateful in his heart.

"Master Aoki."

Wei Yi quickly turned to the middle-aged Taoist again.

"Let's say it first, I'm only in charge of setting up the formation, I don't care about everything else, and if there is danger, I will leave early."

Daoist Qingmu was not polite, and said directly and coldly.

Wei Yi didn't care, he knew that the other party had such a personality, and it was better to say something first than to change his mind suddenly later.

"No problem, just need Daoist Aoki's help to set up the formation. After the matter is completed, the promised reward will definitely not be less."

"Since this is the case, then there is no problem. I can't guarantee anything else, but in the art of formation, the entire Chu country is no more than two hands stronger than me."

When it comes to the art of formation, Daoist Aoki has a proud expression on his face, obviously quite confident in this aspect.

"At that time, we will rely on Daoist Qingmu." Wei Yi laughed.

"Elder Hu, Elder Liu."

Wei Yi finally looked at the two Bawangzong elders.

The two of them didn't mind either, they were their own family after all.

"Nephew Wei, you don't have to be polite. Elder Mi explained everything very clearly. This time, we will hand over our two old bones to Nephew Wei."

Wei Yi is not only a major disciple of the Overlord School, but also has been fully cultivated by the Overlord School. He is almost destined to be the core executive of the Overlord School in the future.

Although they are sect elders, they are just ordinary elders. Instead, they want to curry favor with Wei Yi.

"Thank you two elders." Wei Yi was not polite.

Soon everyone sat down.

Aside from Wei Yi himself, the other four are all martial king-level powerhouses.

In particular, there are also martial kings with top combat power like the Great Sword Martial King, and formation masters like Daochang Aoki.

Even the two daughters, Kikyo and Sammei, are both martial king-level powerhouses.

If Wei Yi, whose combat power is comparable to King Wu's, is also included, it is equivalent to a total of seven King Wu level powerhouses.

Obviously, Wei Yi did have big plans this time.

In order to deceive people and keep the target person from vigilance, he didn't even invite those familiar people, such as his father and uncle.

Even the two Overlord Sect elders were secretly dispatched by Elder Mi from other branches.

In fact, Wei Yi originally planned to ask Qiao Yazhu to help, which would be safer, but unfortunately, Qiao Yazhu has been unable to contact him during this period of time.

But such strength is also enough.

Because Wei Yi's real killer is not these people in front of him.