[Chapter 532: Daoist Fellow’s Cultivation]
high. If it were any other time, Mu Daoran and the other two would have been furious with Yang Yiyun’s condescending and provocative tone, but now, the three dared not say a word.
No one dared to look Yang Yiyun in the eye, and they all turned their eyes away.
But Yang Yiyun did not give up the opportunity
to disgust the three people. You old fools always target me, and now you don’t say anything, do you think I will let you go? You will pay for
what you have done, and now it’s my turn to disgust you.
Focusing his eyes on Mu Daoran, Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: “Mu Daoran, are you convinced? Or do you still have any objection to my participation in opening the secret portal?”
Mu Daoran trembled all over when he heard this, but he didn’t say a word.
“Speak~”
Yang Yiyun suddenly scolded, he just wanted to make Mu Daoran lose face in front of everyone.
At this time, Mu Daoran only felt a breath coming from Yang Yiyun locking onto him. He saw the light flashing on Yang Yiyun’s right hand in his peripheral vision, and he also felt the surrounding aura begin to become chaotic. He knew that Yang Yiyun was about to take action.
Mu Daoran was panicked at the moment. Now he was asked to fight with Yang Yiyun, and he would not dare to do it even if he had the courage. He had suffered a loss at the hands of Yang Yiyun before, and now he was even more afraid.
Mu Daoran knew that his face was destined to be lost today, but between face and life, he was naturally afraid of death.
With sweat on his forehead, facing Yang Yiyun’s coercion, Mu Daoran said in a deep voice: “Yang… Daoyou has a great cultivation… naturally… naturally he can participate in the opening of the secret place~”
After saying this, Mu Daoran felt that all the strength in his body was drained.
But Yang Yiyun smiled. Looking at Mu Daoran’s appearance, he knew that from now on, a seed of fear of him had been planted in Mu Daoran’s heart. If he pricked again, he could deal with him in minutes.
At this time, Yang Yiyu really wanted to know the shadow area in Mu Daoran’s heart.
Since the old man admitted defeat, he would not kill him. Of course, the premise is that Mu Daoran does not provoke him.
So Yang Yiyu smiled, but said to Mu Daoran in a cold tone: “Old man, you are smart this time. If you cause trouble for me next time, I will whip your corpse. Humph~”
With a cold snort, Yang Yiyu took back the breath locked on Mu Daoran.
But Mu Daoran almost sat down on the ground. He was almost exhausted under the pressure of Yang Yiyu, especially at the end, Yang Yiyu used a threatening word that the two of them could hear, which made Mu Daoran’s heart beat wildly. He had no doubt that Yang Yiyu really dared to kill him.
At this time, Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes and looked at the old lama of the Tantric Temple. Without saying anything, the old lama said directly to Yang Yiyun: “Amitabha, Yang Shi is a man of both virtue and talent, and the old monk also agrees that Yang Shi will participate in the opening of the secret place.”
Yang Yiyun really learned two words at this moment, “fear of death” and “shameless and invincible”, which are tailor-made for this old lama Balda.
When he first stood up against him, the old lama was the most arrogant, but now he admitted his weakness in an instant, and he admitted it cleanly and neatly, without any dragging of water, and he simply reached a high level.
This made Yang Yiyun prepare a lot of curses and sarcastic words for him, and after holding it in for a long time, it turned into a sentence. He looked at the old lama and said: “You should not be called the old lama, you should be called the old bald donkey. In terms of thick skin, you should be the first among the lamas.”
“Amitabha, Yang Shi is too kind.” The old lama, whose face did not change color, put his hands together.
Yang Yiyun was speechless. To be honest, he really hoped that one of the remaining three old guys would fight him, but looking at the current situation, no one could stand up. They were all afraid of death. They were all old
immortals who were afraid of the strong.
The last old immortal Ding Changfeng from the Divine Sect admitted defeat.
Well, no one opposed Yang Yiyun’s qualification to participate in the opening of the secret place. There was even a faint discussion in the field that Yang Yiyun, the God of Killing, would be the first person under the virtual realm, and even stronger than Ling Xuzi. Mu
Daoran and the other two’s admission of defeat pushed the atmosphere in the field to a climax. Yang Yiyun was in the limelight and earned enough fame.
With Yunmen, he officially stood on an equal footing with the ancient sects in the ancient martial arts world, and even ranked among the top.
After an episode, everyone had no objection, and Ling Xuzi and Chen Yunfeng of Tiangang Mountain immediately announced the opening of the secret place.
At this time, the eight masters, led by Kunlun Ling Xuzi, all stood in front of the mirror-like stone wall of Jiemie Mountain.
Among the eight people, Ling Xuzi, Master Miaoyin, Old Monk Wuyou, Chen Yunfeng, Mu Daoran, Old Lama Balda, Ding Changfeng, and seven others were all masters of the innate ninth level. Only Yang Yiyu was at the advanced level of the innate ninth level, but no one dared to look down on him. In terms of strength, he could kill the innate ninth level. Yang Yiyu’s strength made everyone talk about it. He was comparable to Ling Xuzi, who was known as the first person under the virtual realm.
Han Jiulin from the Yinyue Sect died, and the number of people who opened the secret place was still eight. It
was actually very simple to open the portal to the secret place. Just as Hao Qianjue told him, Yang Yiyu only heard Ling Xuzi asking everyone to stand at eight positions on the stone wall, and the portal to the secret place that could be entered by urging the true essence towards the stone wall would open.
After the eight people jointly input the true essence towards the stone wall, the square diameter stone wall shone with a faint white halo.
On the mirror-like stone wall, cirrus cloud symbols appeared one by one, like tadpoles that came to life, flowing on the stone wall, faintly becoming a circle.
It just symbolizes the avenue of the formation of the round sky and square earth.
The entire stone wall is actually an ancient formation. Qian Jue said that Yang Yiyu had already seen that it was a very ancient formation.
It is normal for these cirrus runes to appear now.
As everyone’s true essence was activated, the halo on the stone wall became larger and larger, and the flowing runes also flew faster and faster…
The next moment, Yang Yiyun only heard a soft humming sound, like the sound of wind chimes.
“Boom~”
Then a dazzling milky light burst out from the stone wall, and a three-meter square door was completely revealed in everyone’s sight.
Then Ling Xuzi said, “Let’s stop practicing, the door is open.”
Everyone stopped practicing one by one after hearing this.
At this time, the light on the stone wall disappeared, but a circular door with a diameter of three meters was left. It was pitch black inside and you couldn’t see three meters.
“The secret door is open now. Be careful after entering. There is hot magma and extremely cold air inside, both of which are life-threatening forces. Take care of yourself.” Chen Yunfeng of the host Tiangang Mountain spoke and instructed everyone.
Then the Kunlun side entered the door first.
Then the people from Shaolin, Emei and Tiangang Mountain entered one after another. Mu Daoran from Qingcheng and the old lama of the Tantric sect looked at Yang Yiyu. Anyway, their three sects would not dare to move unless Yang Yiyu entered.
Yang Yiyu grinned and said to Qian Jue, Shen Tu and others, “Let’s go in too.”
After Yang Yiyu entered, Mu Daoran and the three major forces entered the gate behind him.
This scene made many forces’ hearts beat wildly. From now on, everyone will know that Yang Yiyu and Yunmen will rise and will completely stand at the peak of the ancient martial arts world.
…
After Yang Yiyu and his party stepped into the secret portal, the light had already lit up inside. It was placed in the cave by Kunlun people and would be taken away when they left.
After entering, it was the belly of the Jiemie Mountain. The whole cave was very long. There was a night-shining pearl every three or five meters. In the cave passage that could not see the end, it was unknown how many night-shining pearls were placed. From this point alone, it can be seen that Kunlun has a deep foundation and is worthy of being the first of the eight sects in Jiuzhou.
Walking in the cave, the eldest disciple Dugu Hui, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke: “Master, you are so handsome today. If it were you, you should have killed Mu Daoran, the old lama Balda and Ding Changfeng, the three old immortals. Anyway, they all hate you.
Especially the old lama is simply shameless. Such a person might cause trouble for us in the secret place.”
“Yes, you have learned to observe people now, which is very good. Remember in the future, observe people in any environment, you will suffer less.”
Yang Yiyu smiled and continued: “The old lama and Mu Daoran… Humph~”
When he said this, he paused and did not continue, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.
The two disciples around him felt cold all over, and they knew that this was the master’s murderous intent.
Dugu Hui thought secretly: “It seems that the master never thought of letting the three old immortals go~”
While walking and talking, unconsciously, the four sects walking in front stopped.
At this time, Yang Yiyu realized that he had arrived at a polar place, with magma flames on one side and ice mist on the other.
(End of this chapter)
