My Master Is a God

The uncle from the Western Regions in the car was very warm and friendly, and also a chatterbox. He chatted with Master Yang Yiyun while driving.

In this regard, Wang Zongren talks little and sits in the back. Yang Yiyun, a master, can only talk to the uncle driver. We can't let his enthusiasm go to waste, right?

Moreover, it is getting close to dusk, and it is summer anytime. However, the difference between summer in the Western Region and that in the Mainland is more than two hours. Normally, it gets dark in the Mainland around eight o'clock in the evening in the summer, while in the Western Region it does not get dark until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Yang Yiyun wanted to chat with his uncle to keep him energetic while driving.

During the chat between the two, Yang Yiyun learned that the driver's uncle's name was Maimaiti Wulimo. The name was too long, so he just called him Uncle Maimaiti. He was a herdsman from southern Xinjiang. He usually did some small business and brought some fur specialties to Hotan. Over there, it will be transformed into Hetian jade when it comes back.

Along the way, Uncle Maimaiti kept saying that the country was good, and the road from Alar to Hotan was built, which saved them a lot of time when they went to Urumqi for down payment.

I asked Master Yang Yiyun where he went to Hotan.

Yang Yiyun smiled and said: "We are going to go directly to Hotan Airport and then go home directly."

"Then you can only transfer to Urumqi. Only in Urumqi are there flights to major cities in the mainland..."

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The time of chatting with Uncle Maimaiti passed unknowingly along the way, and when it was dark, we arrived in Hotan.

Along the way, Yang Yiyun also gained an understanding of the Western Regions through this uncle from the Western Regions. In fact, most people from the Western Regions are very friendly and enthusiastic, just like Uncle Maimai. When they got off the bus and parted ways, Yang Yiyun expressed his gratitude for giving him the fare.

But this uncle didn't want life or death, and also said how much money his family's car would cost, and that everyone was friends with the Weihan family. Yang Yiyun was filled with emotion when he heard this.

Since he didn't want to pay for the shopping, Yang Yiyun didn't show any pretense. He put his hand in his backpack and took out three red fruits from the space of the Qiankun Pot and gave them to him to express his gratitude.

Originally, Yang Yiyun wanted to give this enthusiastic uncle a spiritual peach, but considering that ordinary people couldn't bear the huge spiritual energy in the spiritual peach, he gave him the red fragrant fruit instead.

Today, the red fragrant fruit has been watered by the water of life and nourished by spiritual energy in the Qiankun Pot space, and has turned into a real spiritual fruit. As long as Uncle Maimaiti takes it, there is no problem in keeping him healthy in his later years.

After bidding farewell to this enthusiastic uncle from the Western Regions, master and apprentice Yang Yiyun simply found a hotel to stay, preparing to take a plane to Urumqi and then go home.

After settling into the hotel, Yang Yiyun went to charge his mobile phone from the Qiankun Pot space and wanted to call home, but as soon as he moved, he smiled bitterly. His mobile phone, tablet, etc., all modern supplies, basically on the night he went to Luofu Mountain, Ye Wuxin forced him to go somewhere, leaving him only some cash.

The female devil was very interested in modern things, so Yang Yiyun simply gave her all the things prepared in the Qiankun Pot space, including the mobile phone.

With Yang Yiyun's memory, he naturally remembered several women's phone calls in his mind. He was originally going to use the hotel phone to call them, but when he picked up the phone, he sighed and put it down.

Six years passed in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't guarantee whether his women would still wait for him?

Or do they think they are dead...?

In his heart, he really wanted to call his eldest brother at home, but he didn't dare. He was afraid of hearing some bad news, so he simply stopped calling and went back to see for himself.

I lay in bed sleepless all night, thinking about grandma in my mind, and wondering how grandma was feeling? Will she be worried after learning that she has disappeared... Calculating her age, grandma is now eighty-five... Yang Yiyun's eyes are moist. He seems to have never really stayed with his grandma to fulfill his filial piety since he started cultivating, or in other words, went to college.

And my younger sister Yang Shanshan has already graduated from college, almost three years ago.

I miss my nominally real fiancée Zhao Nan, I miss Dugu Qingqing, Liu Lingling, Lin Huan, Yuan Jinfeng, Teacher Ouyang, Ning Ke...

Everyone's stories were swirling in his mind. He was about to see them. Yang Yiyun was full of excitement and deep anxiety. He didn't dare to think that after six years, they... would still be waiting. he?

What if not?

Thinking about it, Yang Yiyun suddenly felt that he was a bastard and selfish. It had been six years since he disappeared. Why should he let people wait for him?

"That's all, if that's the case, as long as they are happy, I wish them all the best~"

After muttering to himself, Yang closed his eyes and simply began to sleep. Although the elixir was still there, the fusion of Yuanying and the eight ancient demon souls was sealed by the master. Without the support of Yuanying, he could not practice anyway, and there was no need to do it again. If you think about it more, you can finally sleep like an ordinary person.

At dawn, the door of the room was knocked by his apprentice Wang Zongren. It was already time to go to the airport.

After Yang Yiyun washed up, he and Wang Zongren had breakfast at the hotel and took a taxi to Hotan Airport...

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At Urumqi Airport, Yang Yiyun looked at his second apprentice and said: "Aren, you can just go home and have a look. It's been six years since we disappeared. I really don't know how worried the family is. There is no need to follow my master. I will go directly." Go home to the ancient capital, wait until you have been to your home, and then return to the teacher's gate, don't be in a hurry."

"No, Master, you have no cultivation right now. I want to protect your safety." Wang Zongren said seriously.

Yang Yiyun smiled happily and patted Wang Zongren on the shoulder and said: "You brat, you have forgotten that we have returned to the earth now. This is not the world of mountains and seas. There are not so many cultivators and monsters. Don't worry about comforting me as a teacher. I am saying that you are a legitimate teacher. Are you a useless person? Even so, I still have Qiu'er by my side. Let's go, don't waste time, take me to say hello to your parents when you get back, and then ask them to come to Yunmen as guests."

Listening to Master Yang Yiyun's words, Wang Zongren was also stunned. His thinking has not changed yet, and his nerves have been tense. He regards the earth as a world like the Shanhai Realm where cultivators and monsters are fighting at any time. He has indeed forgotten that on the earth Except for their Yunmen, the rest of the sect forces are ancient warriors at most, and they really can't hurt their master.

Thinking that Wang Zongren really missed his family after being away from home for six years, he no longer refused, bid farewell to his master Yang Yiyun, and boarded a flight to the imperial capital.

Half an hour later, Yang Yiyun also boarded the flight to the ancient capital.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yiyun appeared at the ancient capital airport empty-handed. Compared with six years ago, the place has more than doubled in size, but the overall environment has basically remained unchanged.

"I'm back~"

Muttering to himself, Yang Yiyun stopped a taxi and got in.

"Where are you going, sir?" the driver looked at Yang Yiyun through the rearview mirror and asked.

Yang Yiyun took a deep breath: "Yunqi Building." When he arrived in the ancient capital, his first stop was naturally to find Liu Xiqi, the mud brother. Maybe some of them still worked in Yunqi.

"Yunqi Building?" The driver was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Yes, Yunqi Building." Yang Yiyun said.

The driver pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, there is no place called Yunqi Building, but there is a Yunqi International Industrial Park in the High-tech Zone. I wonder if you are talking about Yunqi International Group?"

Yang Yiyun was stunned for a moment and realized in his heart that in the six years since he left, if there were no accidents, the many secret recipes he left for Liu Xiqi would be enough for the development of Yunqi Group.

Now listening to the driver's words, it seems that Yunqi has been brought to an international level by Liu Xiqi. If there is no second Yunqi in the ancient capital, then the Yunqi International Group mentioned by the driver should be the place he wants to go.

"Brother Driver, I had business dealings with Yunqi six years ago, but it took too long. Can you tell me about Yunqi International? If you are right, I should go to Yunqi International Group."

The driver was also a talkative person. After hearing what Yang Yiyun said, he started chatting and told Yang Yiyun about Yunqi International while driving.

Yang Yiyun didn't interrupt much, but only asked one or two questions from time to time.

But listening to the story, I was secretly happy for my brother Liu Xiqi. According to the driver, Yunqi International is now a very influential Chinese company in the world, with industries all over the world and involving many industries, but among them The main owner is still in the pharmaceutical field, and the headquarters has always stayed in the ancient capital and has never had any intention of moving.