[Chapter 506: The Little Dharma King’s Depression]
“Are you Yang Yiyu?” The Little Dharma King looked at Yang Yiyu with some surprise.
He just looked down on Yang Yiyu and threatened to slap Yang Yiyu to death, but he didn’t expect that Yang Yiyu himself was actually beside him.
Yang Yiyu suddenly said, “Slap me to death, let me learn something new,” which really confused the Little Dharma King.
“It’s me~” Yang Yiyu squinted his eyes and tilted his neck to look at the Little Dharma King, not taking him seriously at all. In Yang Yiyu’s mind, he was not afraid of your master, the old lama Balda, so what kind of trouble can a little lama like you make in front of him?
“You still want to slap me to death? Come on, slap me and try.” Yang Yiyu said with a cold face, and the aura and pressure of his whole body continued to cover the Little Dharma King.
The Little Dharma King was frightened. First, he was shocked by Yang Yiyu appearing next to him, and second, the pressure from Yang Yiyu also made him feel pressured.
As the most promising disciple of the Tantric sect and the fifth among the ten evildoers, the pride in the heart of the young Dharma King is no less than that of others.
Of course, he has the strength. At this moment, facing Yang Yiyu, he is in a dilemma.
He has heard about what happened yesterday. The old Kunlun Taoist Ling Xuzi came forward to favor Yang Yiyu and the host Tiangang Mountain, so that his master and the four great sects of the Qingcheng Divine Sect, Yinyue Sect and the four great innate nine-level great perfection retreated.
The old Kunlun Taoist Ling Xu clearly favored Yang Yiyu, and Tiangang Mountain also threatened that fighting in the valley was not allowed. Now that he had said it, he was indeed in a dilemma.
Fight with Yang Yiyu, there is no doubt that Kunlun and Tiangang Mountain will hold him accountable. If he does not fight, his face today will also disappear completely.
In terms of strength and cultivation, the young Dharma King is confident that he can completely ignore Yang Yiyu.
But he had concerns in his heart. He was worried about Kunlun and Tiangang Mountain. Apart from Tiangang Mountain, Kunlun was a giant in the ancient martial arts world. It would be a lie to say that he had no fear of Kunlun.
However, the little Dharma King was still the little Dharma King after all. He had his own pride and persistence. Otherwise, he would not be ranked fifth among the top ten evildoers of the young generation. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately decided to fight with Yang Yiyun.
He would be held accountable by Kunlun and Tiangang Mountain afterwards. That was a matter for the future. He had to save face at the moment.
He snorted coldly, chanted a Buddhist name, operated the skills, clenched his fists, and was about to attack Yang Yiyun.
However, at this time, an old voice came from a distance: “Mi’er, come back~”
The little Dharma King was shocked when he heard this, but he was relieved in his heart. This voice was the voice of his master Balda, and Mi’er was his nickname.
Obviously, the master heard the news and did not want him to conflict with Yang Yiyun.
The whole body was actually dissipated, and he looked at Yang Yiyun viciously and said: “Yang Yiyun will let you go today, we will meet in the secret place.”
After leaving a harsh word, the little Dharma King turned around and left.
However, Yang Yiyun sneered and immediately slapped the little Dharma King on the back.
“Bang~”
A dull sound sounded, and the little Dharma King was hit hard on the back by Yang Yiyun: “Aren’t you very awesome? Do you want to slap me to death? Since you don’t slap me, I will slap you, hehe~”
Yang Yiyun heard that the previous voice was the voice of the old Tantric Lama Balda. Since the old lama called the little Dharma King back, it was to prevent him from fighting with himself. Anyway, he was afraid of throwing the rat.
This is good, buddy will give you a blow. If you fight back, he will teach this arrogant little foreign monk a lesson. If he doesn’t do it, haha, this slap will be in vain.
“Yang Fengmo, you are going too far~” A careless little Dharma King did not expect that Yang Yiyu, the famous ancient martial arts world Yang Fengmo, would actually attack from behind? He was totally out of his mind. The
little Dharma King was hit by Yang Yiyu from behind and was exposed after getting up. He immediately wanted to fight with Yang Yiyu.
But what made him vomit blood was that his master Balda’s voice sounded sternly: “Come back~”
Another voice to go back, which made the little Dharma King almost vomit blood. He threatened to beat Yang Yiyu to death, but he was killed by him. The key is that his master did not let him take action.
I didn’t check the almanac before going out today.
The little Dharma King wanted to know how much shadow area he had in his heart.
After all, after watching Yang Yiyu grit his teeth for a while, he turned around and left quickly.
And he flew away.
He had to fly, who knew if Yang Yiyu would attack again?
Anyway, I lost face today.
…
Agreed on the time, went to a higher place, in the big tent of the Shenzong’s base, the two elders of the Shenzong and Yinyue Sect, Mu Daoran of Qingcheng and the old lama Balda of the Tantric sect were sitting in the big tent.
The old lama Balda’s face was almost gloomy, but he could only bear it.
Mu Daoran comforted him: “Don’t worry Balda, after Yang Yiyu enters the secret place, we will be torn into pieces. Now, you should be patient, the old Taoist Lingxu of Kunlun will not let us do it. For
this trip to the secret place, the ancestors of several of our families will come out of the mountains. As long as we open the barrier and get in touch with the mountains and seas, Kunlun will be nothing by then. After destroying Kunlun, the ancient martial arts world will be ours~”
“Yes, the ancestor of my Shenzong set out three days ago and should have entered the secret place~”
“The ancestor of Yinyue Sect is the same.”
“I believe my ancestor of Qingcheng will be here soon~”
“The King of Tantric Sect will arrive on time the day after tomorrow~”
“I hope that this time we can join forces to open up the mountain-sea passage~”
…
Yang Yiyun didn’t know that the four major sects were conspiring to kill him in the secret place. At this moment, after the little Dharma King left, the bearded man Shentu Chenggang said, “Are you Yang Yiyun, the master of Yunmen?”
“Yes, it’s me, Fellow Daoist Shentu. I also want the stalactite spirit liquid in your hand, but the galaxy grass may be difficult to find. However, I heard what the little foreign monk said just now. Fellow Daoist Shentu needs the galaxy grass for the ultimate purpose of curing your son’s meridians. I wonder if you can tell me about the situation. I know a little bit, maybe I can take a look?”
Yang Yiyun also had an idea in his mind. The problem of meridian blockage alone was not a difficult problem for him, a cultivator who mastered the medical classics of cultivation.
If he could successfully discuss with Shentu and cure his son’s meridian problem, there would be hope to get the Xuanmu Spirit Lotion.
Shentu Chenggang didn’t know Yang Yiyu at first, but now that he knows him, he has an inexplicable good impression of Yang Yiyu. The reason is that he, Shentu Chenggong, is also a casual cultivator, and Yang Yiyu recruited casual cultivators from all over the world to join Yunmen, which is equivalent to giving casual cultivators a way out. As casual cultivators, although Shentu Chenggong wants to be alone, he is still a group of casual cultivators.
Since he heard about Yang Yiyu’s deeds of recruiting casual cultivators, he has admired Yang Yiyu in his heart. Today is a small episode to see the real person, and he naturally has a good impression of Yang Yiyu.
In addition, Yang Yiyu’s attack on the little Dharma King just now was not polite, which made Shentu Chenggong admire him even more.
Yang Yiyu is the first person in the ancient martial arts world who dares to offend the four major sects at the same time. Shentu Chenggong admires this courage alone and appreciates Yang Yiyu even more.
Hearing Yang Yiyu’s question, Shen Tu Chenggong did not hide it. It was no secret that his son had a problem with his meridians. He said bitterly, “Thank you for your concern, Master Yang. My son had a problem with his training, which caused his meridians to be blocked. It has lasted for ten years. Now it is getting worse and worse and he is paralyzed.
I saw the star river grass from an ancient prescription. Only taking star river grass can relieve it. Other elixirs don’t work. So I have been running around for ten years, looking for star river grass.
As for my son’s meridian problem, I have seen many famous doctors. Alas… I can only fulfill my responsibility as a father now. As long as I can move, I will keep looking…”
Yang Yiyu could hear the love for his son and the full of heartache and helplessness in Shen Tu Chenggang’s tone. When he was talking, the eyes of the big man like an iron tower were red.
“Poor parents in the world, it’s not easy for you, fellow Taoist Shen Tu.” Yang Yiyu sighed.
The only thing he got in return for this sentence was a long sigh from Shen Tu Chenggang.
At this time, Chen Fengzi on the side said, “Fellow Daoist Shen Tu, if it is just a problem of blocked meridians, it is a blessing for you to meet my master. I was also stuck in the bottleneck for many years because of a mistake in my cultivation, but my master cured it in less than half an hour, and let me break through in one fell swoop. If it is convenient, let my master take a look at your son’s meridian problem.”
Shen Tu Cheng just heard Chen Fengzi’s words, and his eyes suddenly brightened, but then dimmed, because he didn’t know how many names he had visited with his son in the past ten years, but it didn’t work.
However, for him, he would not give up any opportunity to make his son recover. If it goes on for a long time, one day when his son’s meridians are completely blocked, he will die. He will not give up as long as there is hope.
Looking at Yang Yiyun, Shen Tu Chenggang said, “Then I’ll trouble Master Yang to check the meridians of the circle. If… as long as there is some improvement, this bottle of stalactite spirit liquid will be regarded as a reward. Everything Shen Tu has can be given to Master Yang.”
“Let’s not talk about the reward issue first. Even if it’s just to make friends today, I’ll go and take a look. Fellow Daoist Shen Tu, lead the way~” Yang Yiyun also admired Shen Tu’s success. Before, Shen Tu Chenggang was not afraid of the little Dharma King, a casual cultivator, who spoke up. This is something that most people can’t do.
(End of this chapter)
