My Master Is a God

After going down the mountain, Yang Yiyun saw the Zhanqing people standing at the foot of the mountain like nothing happened, with a look of displeasure on their faces.

Yang Yiyun came to his side and said with a smile: "Zhou Yaoyou, are you okay?"

These words sounded a bit sarcastic to the ears of Zhanqing people, and they snorted coldly: "Take good care of my uncle, if you lose a hair, I will kill you. You are so lucky. How come you are hiding here, uncle?" This little place.”

Yang Yiyun glared: "Why do you look down on me, Yunmen, with the surname Zhan? To tell you the truth, you so-called ancient sects are just nothing in the eyes of my brothers. What the hell~"

The condescending words in Zhan Qingren's tone made Yang Yiyun very unhappy and he immediately retorted.

"Haha, do you think your Yunmen is awesome? Tell me what Yunmen has?" People from Zhanqing were sincerely trying to trouble Yang Yiyun.

Anyway, in his eyes, Yunmen is just like a small family, and it really can't be compared with the sect. Calling it a sect is just to put money on one's face.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Why do you still want to fight?"

He suddenly became angry, but Yunmen's development was indeed at a relatively early stage. In terms of number of people and foundation, there was no way to compare with the ancient sects, but he was unhappy with the way the people of these ancient sects looked down on others.

The Shenzong and Qingcheng people they met before were like this, and the Kunlun Zhanqing people they met now were like this. Maybe this is the innate sense of superiority of these ancient sects.

The Zhanqing people somewhat understood Yang Yiyun's dissatisfaction and sneered: "Don't be dissatisfied. To tell you the truth, any ancient sect is beyond your imagination. Even though you have killed more than a hundred innates, that's just With their apparent power, do they really think that the ancient sect is called for nothing?

Still want to fight me? This can really satisfy you, but for the sake of my uncle, I will bypass you today. I will wait for a battle with you at the Xiantian Dao Conference in three months. Then I will let you see what all kinds of things are like. Don't think that if you are a genius monster from a large sect, you will be more powerful if you have an immortal weapon that transcends the divine weapons in your hand.

I also advise you kid, hurry up and improve your strength. Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Yinyue Sect, among the three major sects you have provoked, it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. In the Xiantian Dao Discussion Conference, the old monsters from these sects will come out, ten Yes, you are just the fat in the eyes of the old monsters from the three major sects, so hurry up and practice, otherwise you will be killed by a few old monsters if we don’t fight then~"

Yang Yiyun listened to Zhanqing's harsh words, which sounded like he was cursing, but in fact he was reminding himself and telling a lot of information.

"The person who can kill me, Yang Yiyun, really hasn't been born yet. It's a bullshit Taoist conference. When the time comes, I'll go and see it. It's not certain who will kill whom. In addition, I don't take your strength seriously. Go back." Then practice hard and don't beat you to tears when the time comes." Yang Yiyun did not express his sympathy for Zhan Qing.

"Hmph~ There is no point in speaking hard. The Xiantian Taoism Conference is based on real skills. We will see you later. Regarding my uncle's matter, I will ask the disciple for instructions later. When the time comes, I will take him back to Kunlun. You better take good care of him. "The man from Zhanqing turned around and left after speaking.

"It's no problem to take care of him. Don't forget to bring 20,000 spar with you when you come next time. By the way, you also owe me four hundred personally." Yang Yi Yunle laughed and shouted looking at Zhan Qingren's back with a smile.

The Zhanqing people almost fell down and left quickly.

Yang Yiyun did not send him off. He called his two classmates to leave at the door of his ancestral home. This time he met the Zhanqing people. He had an opponent. From the beginning of the fight to the present, although Yang Yiyun was unconvinced, he He knew in his heart that Zhan Qing had retained his strength, and his cultivation and methods would not be much worse than his own.

Because of the existence of the old man Jiuxian, the possibility of them becoming enemies with him and Kunlun is very small. A real fight may not occur, but it will not be peaceful either. This time it is equivalent to embarrassing the Zhanqing people for a while. The words before leaving come with warnings and reminders.

Yang Yiyun could feel that the Zhanqing people had complicated feelings towards him. How could he not feel complicated about the Zhanqing people?

It was for nothing that the monsters in Kunlun were thinking about him, and I don't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Regarding the existence of powerful old monsters in Zhanqing's three sects, Shenzong, Qingcheng, and Yinyuemen, Yang Yiyun did not expect that at the time, according to his words, some bull monsters and snake gods would come out at the Xiantian Taoism Conference, including The enemies of the three sects, it seems that they must be careful when the time comes.

The improvement of strength is still important. Before achieving the golden elixir, Yang Yiyun will never dare to relax at all in his cultivation on earth.

Fortunately, the old man Jiuxian gave him a guarantee today. The old man Jiuxian can still stay in Yunmen for three years. During these three years, as long as the old man Jiuxian exists, Yunmen will be safe.

This is reassuring to Yang Yiyun.

But I am also very judgmental about whether there will also be a figure of the level of an old man named Jiuxian on the side of the three enemies...

After thinking for a while at the foot of the mountain, Yang Yiyun returned home. Just as he was picking up a cup of tea, the phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Lin Huan calling.

"Yunzi, Lingling has lost contact~" Lin Huan's words popped up on the phone after the call was connected.

"What's going on? Haven't you been in contact with her?" Yang Yiyun asked with a frown.

Lin Huan said anxiously: "We contacted him the day before yesterday, but I can't contact him since yesterday. I also called Uncle Liu and he said he couldn't be contacted either~"

Ever since the vampire Ruth incident happened, Yang Yiyun asked Lin Huan to keep in touch with Liu Lingling every day. If he can't contact her now, it means something happened to Liu Lingling.

He always wanted to bring Liu Lingling back, but he was always dragged down by a series of things and delayed until now. Moreover, there was no unfavorable news from the vampire Ruth, so Yang Yiyun has always been relieved of Liu Lingling, and Lin Huan contacted her, but nothing happened.

Now it seems that the trip to France is about to start.

After a few words with Lin Huan, Yang Yiyun went to the ancient capital that day, preparing to fly to France.

Before leaving, he originally wanted to ask Lu Xuexi and the others to explain things, but Zhao Nan, Lu Xuexi, and Dugu Qingqing all went into seclusion. Since his accident on Hong Kong Island, he found that the entire Yunmen people were very self-conscious. Start cultivating the strength of the stand-in.

It was a good thing that everyone was practicing in seclusion. Yang Yiyun did not bother him. He just found the old man Jiuxian and told him that he was going out for a while and asked him to take charge of Yunmen.

The old man, the wine wizard, just said, come back and bring me some wine.

Yang Yiyun grinned at this: "Enough~"

She told Qiu Yun that Fengtianya might arrange for casual cultivators to come and enter Yunmen in a few days, and asked her to wait until Lu Xuexi, Dugu Qingqing and others came out of seclusion to make arrangements for the casual cultivators to join Yunmen. Yang Yiyun takes it very seriously. He has also talked to Lu Xuexi about this matter and believes that she will handle it well.

Before leaving, Wu Moqiu appeared silently in Yang Yiyun's car.

"Qiu'er?" Yang Yiyun was stunned when he saw Wu Moqiu as soon as he opened the door.

"Sir, you are going on a far journey, so take Qiu'er with you. Qiu'er doesn't want you to fight alone. Qiu'er has learned some spells on the puppet body and won't hold you back. I beg you, sir, to take Qiu'er with you." Wu Moqiu looked at it. Yang Yiyun said weakly.

A warm current flashed through Yang Yiyun's heart, and Wu Moqiu's miserable cry on the desert island last time appeared in his mind. He knew that Qiu'er was worried about him, so he smiled slightly and said: "Sure, Qiu'er is now also a master of the seventh level of foundation building. This time Come with me to France.”

"Giggle, thank you, sir." Qiu'er laughed.

…

It was the first time for Yang Yiyun to go to Europe. He always felt that there was something missing around him. After thinking about it, it seemed that he needed a guide or a translator. The first person that came to mind was Wu Nan.

He believed that Shenlongtan's power also existed in Europe, and it shouldn't be difficult for Wu Nan to find a translator.

I dialed Wu Nan's number and prepared to ask. I also thanked him for his help last time in Hong Kong Island. I had never thanked him before.

After the call was connected, Wu Nan's voice still sounded calm and calm: "What do you want from me?"

Ever since Xia Lu disappeared, Wu Nan had no good words for Yang Yiyun. Anyway, the two never met each other again. They only communicated by phone, and their tone of voice was tough whenever they talked.

Yang Yiyun is also used to not being angry. He knows that Wu Nan will still help if something happens, even if he doesn't say anything nice.

"Ahem, thank you for the Hong Kong Island matter~" Yang Yiyun thanked him first.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me if you have anything to do. I'm very busy." Wu Nan didn't give him any face.

Yang Yiyun almost choked to death, took a deep breath and said: "I'm going to France, help me find a guide and translator."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Wu Nan said, "Is it related to Bone Flower?"

"Yes, to be precise, it should be the vampire family behind the Bone Flower." Yang Yiyun was not surprised that Wu Nan knew about it.

"Okay, but you have to promise me one thing." Wu Nan put forward a condition on the phone.

"What's the matter?" Yang Yiyun frowned, you asked me to find a translator, you have the conditions.

"Looking for a national treasure. According to Shenlongtan's investigation, it was taken out of the country by the Bone Flower people. It's in France. Help me find it back." Wu Nan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, deal is done, give me the information." Yang Yiyun hung up the phone after saying that. He agreed immediately, which was a return of Wu Nan's favor.