[Chapter 2018 Recognition Completed]
“Uh~”
Yang Yiyu was stunned. It was obvious that the girl didn’t believe him.
“Isn’t your master my master?” Yang Yiyu said casually.
“Bold~” Luoyang turned her face. The concept of respecting teachers and respecting the way of life is deeply rooted in her bones.
She doesn’t allow others to say anything.
And in her impression, she has never seen the master at all, but this does not affect her respect for the master.
Because in her master Xingchenzi’s teaching to her, the master is placed first.
“I advise you not to make such a joke. For the sake of saving me, I won’t bother with you, but it won’t happen again.” Luoyang said coldly, meaning that he was going to turn his face.
Yang Yiyu looked at Luoyang’s huge reaction and couldn’t help but smile bitterly. He cursed in his heart, how did the second brother Xingchenzi teach his disciples?
Can you respect the dead old man so much?
Don’t let him say it.
Is there any justice.
Yang Yiyu knew that Luoyang was very alert, perhaps this was related to what the second brother and the others did.
According to the fat man he met in the Lianzao Xianmeng and what he learned, Yang Yiyu knew that the old man had several beauties in the fairy world.
After the dead old man was robbed, several mistresses and senior brothers and sisters united to avenge the old man.
They formed the Lianzao Xianmeng.
The reason for revenge was naturally that the old man was stabbed by the giants in the fairy world. He was a powerful existence at the level of the immortal master. Whether in terms of power or strength, he was a top-level powerful enemy.
Therefore, the disciples of the Lianzao Xianmeng were very vigilant about this matter. Luoyang now met Yang Yiyu, and Yang Yiyu mentioned Xingchenzi and Zixia, which made Luoyang vigilant.
After thinking about it, Yang Yiyu didn’t care. Anyway, he had plenty of ways to prove himself.
So she asked Luoyang, “Do you know that your master, that is, my master, returned to the fairyland more than a thousand years ago?”
“Haha, my master is no longer in the world, how could he return to the fairyland? Who are you?”
In Luoyang’s impression, Master Xingchenzi did tell him about his master, but according to Master Xingchenzi, his master was no longer in the world.
Now Yang Yiyun actually said that his master returned to the fairyland more than a thousand years ago?
Isn’t this nonsense?
However… Yang Yiyun didn’t seem to tease her, and there was no reason to tease her about such a thing.
She and Yang Yiyun had never met before?
They didn’t look like enemies!
He actually said that he was his junior uncle?
But Luoyang knew that Master Xingchenzi had only three brothers and sisters. Master had a senior brother named Yun Changsheng, but he had never seen him, but he had heard Master mention that the senior uncle stayed in the cultivation world.
There was also the junior uncle Zixia, who I met at that time. She was a woman.
But I had never heard Master mention that he had a youngest junior brother.
Thinking of this, Luoyang was furious: “How dare you! My master has only three brothers and sisters, and my master has been gone for a long time. What is your intention in making up these things now?” Seeing that
Luoyang was really anxious about this matter, Yang Yiyu didn’t dare to provoke her anymore. What if she stimulated her demon consciousness, it would be bad at that time. He
hurriedly said: “Okay, I’ll tell you directly, don’t be anxious, you will know whether what I said is true or false after listening.”
After a pause to see that Luoyang didn’t get more anxious, Yang Yiyu pondered for a while and said: “First of all, I am a person who ascended to the fairyland from the lower realm. It is indeed your junior uncle, because my master and I are your master Yun Tianxie, and we are master and apprentice in the lower realm.
The old man accepted me as his last disciple, ranked fourth disciple. Of course, you may know that the old man is no longer here, but I tell you, your master is the twelfth-level Loose Immortal Supreme, how could he die so easily?
So He is alive, but he went to the lower world for some evil reason, and accepted me as his last disciple, which is why you don’t know me.
Secondly, I know that my eldest brother is called Yun Changsheng, and he ascended to the fairyland about two thousand years ago. I don’t know if you have seen him. If you have been suppressed in the Demon City, you naturally have not seen your master uncle Yun Changsheng. “
When Yang Yiyu said this, Luoyang couldn’t help but waver in her heart. Indeed, more than two thousand years ago, she was in the Xiandan City, and then more than a thousand years were in the Demon City. Counting it, she hasn’t seen her master for almost three thousand years, and hasn’t been to the headquarters.
And the master uncle’s name is indeed Yun Changsheng, which is what her master Xingchenzi told her.
Secondly, Yang Yiyu said that Yun Tianxie didn’t die, but went to the lower world and accepted him as a disciple. Now think about it, it is possible.
Master Yun Tianxie is indeed a twelfth-level scattered immortal supreme. In Luoyang’s heart, it was like a god at that time. It’s normal that he is not dead and alive.
Yang Yiyu also knows the master’s name…
At this time, Luoyang was more than half relieved, but didn’t speak, listening to Yang Yiyu continue to talk.
Yang Yiyu continued, “And your master is called Xingchenzi, and there is a sect in the world of cultivation called Xingchen Sect. Your junior uncle is called Zixia…
Besides, the old man returned to the fairyland more than a thousand years ago, and should have gone to the Nine Heavens to refine the headquarters of the Fairy Alliance. I saved you because I learned that your master is Xingchenzi, my second senior brother. So I saved you. Otherwise, would an outsider take the risk for you? Now you believe that I am your youngest uncle, right?”
After listening to this, Luoyang thought about it carefully. Everything made sense. However, there was one thing Luoyang was clear about, and that was the inheritance of the master’s sect.
After looking at Yang Yiyun, Luoyang said, “Master has a magical power that was passed on to Master Uncle, Master and Junior Master Zixia. As Master’s direct disciple, I have also practiced it. Please prove your inheritance and I will believe you.”
Yang Yiyun laughed and said, “Are you talking about the “Twelve Supreme Magical Powers”? “
Luoyang trembled all over, and her face was moved. At this time, she had already believed Yang Yiyun for the most part.
Because she knew that the “Twelve Supreme Magical Powers” were created by Master Yunti Xie, and if she was not a core disciple, she would not know it.
“Yes… please… show it.” At this moment, Luoyang unconsciously showed respect.
If Yang Yiyun displayed the Twelve Supreme Magical Powers, he would really be his youngest uncle.
Everything he said was true.
“Watch it~” Yang Yiyun smiled, and his heart moved. The first level of the Twelve Supremes, the Vajra Seal was displayed, and the golden body of the Dharma appeared. The body became three times larger and reached more than nine meters high.
If it were not for the limited space in the cave, it could be even larger.
And Luoyang opened his mouth wide.
It was the method of the twelve supreme magical powers, the golden body of the Dharma, and the aura of the master Xingchenzi.
After reacting, Luoyang immediately knelt down and bowed: “Disciple Luoyang, I am a disciple of Xingchenzi, and I pay my respects to my uncle.”
Yang Yiyu laughed, put away the golden body of the Dharma, helped Luoyang up and said: “It’s really not easy. You, a girl, have tormented me a lot. Finally, you believe me.”
“Please forgive me, uncle. I have offended you. It is also because I have been fighting with the three giants of the fairy world for thousands of years since I created the Immortal Alliance. I have to be careful. Luoyang has offended you. Uncle, I am willing to punish you.”
At this time, Luoyang completely believed that Yang Yiyu was his youngest uncle. There was no mistake. The twelve supreme magical powers must be taught by the master himself.
Even the third-generation disciples like them could only see it. The master said that without the consent of the master, the twelve supreme magical powers would not be passed on to the third-generation disciples.
Yang Yiyu is undoubtedly the master’s last disciple.
“Okay, don’t kneel down all the time. In our lineage, your master hates to see his disciples kneeling the most. Just be casual.” Yang Yiyu helped Luoyang up and said.
“Master uncle is right. My master also said so.” Luoyang smiled. It was true. She had a new master uncle, which was a good thing.
“The recognition is completed. How to solve your problem next? Do you have an idea?” Since Yang Yiyu is the master uncle, he has to give Luoyang some advice.
In fact, Yang was very happy. He was a Hunyuan and gave Luoyang a fairy. He couldn’t even see what Luoyang’s current cultivation was.
Hearing Yang Yiyu’s words, Luoyang trembled all over. Her situation was special. In fact, she didn’t know what to do.
But now that this master uncle asked this question, Luoyang saw hope. Although this master uncle was in the Hunyuan realm, he was the last disciple of Master Yun Tianxie. He must have something unique and maybe there was a way.
“Please give me some advice~” Luoyang bowed.
(End of this chapter)
