[Chapter 780: Entering Yunmen to Drink Tea within Ten Breaths]
“Yes, Master, I will invite them in right away.” Wang Zongren nodded and agreed, and flew directly into the air.
Then Wang Zongren slowly opened his mouth, his voice like thunder and thunder: “Fellow ancient martial artists, my family invites you, Yunmen has tea to serve, I hope you will enter Yunmen for tea within ten breaths, and don’t hide outside Yunmen to watch the excitement, so as not to catch a cold.”
Yang Yiyu almost laughed in his heart when he heard Wang Zongren’s shouting, and muttered to himself: “This brat knows how to talk.”
Although it sounds a bit out of place to listen to the apprentice’s shouting, it even sounds a bit out of tune at first.
But after thinking about it carefully, it is really appropriate, the literal tone is polite, and it is in line with the mood.
Especially the sentence within ten breaths, it is the finishing touch, although it is dangerous, but it is more in line with Yang Yiyu’s taste.
Yang Yiyun knew that once he came back, the entire ancient martial arts world would definitely come back to the hall to hear about the people who disappeared together. After all, he was the only one who came back. No, now it was Wang Zongren and his two disciples who came back.
Those people must come to ask about the situation. In the past, Yang Yiyun was known as Yang Fengmo in the ancient martial arts world. He made many enemies and was bound to be remembered by some forces.
If there were many people, it was inevitable that someone would cause trouble. Wang Zongren’s voice was not just a threat. He flew high into the sky, showing the shock of strength.
In addition, his body was like thunder and bells that spread in all directions. With his shouting, it was not really dangerous. He had the strength.
Being able to fly with a sword, fly into the sky, and have a voice like a bell was a display of strength or deterrence.
Yang Yiyun believed that if the ancient martial artists outside were smart, they would definitely come in obediently. If there were any fools, Wang Zongren would not mind going out to practice his hands and feet. He
was really satisfied with this second disciple in his heart. He had the demeanor of a great man.
…
Outside of Yunmen, some of the best of the forces were horrified. They came to Yunmen to hide in the dark, but they didn’t expect to be discovered long ago.
Seeing Wang Zongren flying in the air like an immortal, and hearing the warning and threat in his words, these people could no longer hide.
There is no need to think about running away. Didn’t you see that he was flying with three people holding swords in his hands, just like a rainbow?
Who dares to run?
Who can run away.
It’s better to enter Yunmen obediently. If you visit him openly, Yang Fengmo may not take action, right?
With these things in mind, these people emerged from all over Yunmen and entered Yun Village.
At the entrance of the village, an interesting scene appeared. Naturally, there were people who knew each other among the forces.
Everyone was stunned when they met, thinking that it turned out that they arranged for our family to spy secretly, which was easy to deal with.
The law does not punish everyone, and Yang Fengmo will not attack everyone.
The embarrassment after meeting acquaintances was revealed in laughter.
“Hello, Brother Chen, I’ll see you later~”
“Brother Li is here too~”
“Master Zhang is polite~”
“Master Wang is polite~”
“…”
Such mutual courtesy appeared at the entrance of Yun Village, and they entered the Yunmen Gate in twos and threes.
Chen Qibian had sent people to the village entrance to receive them after Wang Zongren left. Lu Xuexi has always been in charge of the Yunmen Gate’s rules, and Yanran requires Yunmen disciples to follow the rules of the major sects of cultivation. Yunmen
will not give people a chance to talk about etiquette.
After Wang Zongren’s call, Chen Qibian, the general manager of Yunmen, arranged for people to move the chairs up one by one, ready to entertain the disciples of the ancient martial arts world.
Wang Zongren’s spiritual consciousness had been observing the people of various forces around Yunmen in mid-air, and found that no one was ignorant, but after they all entered Yunmen, he finally flew down.
“Master, all of them have come in, and they are all sensible. Hehe, I am disappointed.” Wang Zongren laughed.
Yang Yiyu glared at him and scolded him with a smile: “You bastard, this is Earth, full of ancient warriors. The highest level of cultivation is at most the Void Realm, which is not enough for you, a mid-stage Jindan. Keep
a low profile in the future. The real strong ones are strong enemies in the Mountain and Sea Realm, and even… in the wider world. You should be tolerant to the ancient warriors now. After all,
we are all from the same hometown. If it were in the Mountain and Sea Realm, I believe that even if these people are enemies, they will stand on our side when facing the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Do you understand?”
Wang Zongren’s heart skipped a beat when he heard his master mention the Mountain and Sea Realm. He had suffered a lot in the Mountain and Sea Realm. Indeed, with his current
level of cultivation, he was enough to be the king on Earth. But the environment is different. The master is right. Bullying ancient warriors is not a skill. Compared with the Mountain and Sea Realm, how similar is his cultivation to the current situation?
If the current environment is placed in the Mountain and Sea Realm, his cultivation will be no different from those ancient warriors in the eyes of those Yuanying masters.
“I’ll take note of that.” After the fire of arrogance burning in Wang Zongren’s heart was extinguished by his master Yang Yiyu, he felt awe in his heart.
Yang Yiyu nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his second disciple’s state of mind had improved again, which was a good thing.
However, after the cold water was poured on him, he was afraid that his confidence would be damaged, so he still said: “However, whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, the strong are respected, and intrigue and deception are the norm. You
must not take those with low cultivation lightly, so as not to capsize in the ditch. If the signs are not right, you have to choose whether to fight or kill, and you don’t have to pretend to be a grandson. After all, my Yunmen cultivation experience is based on nature and nature.
As long as it does not violate the principles, it is not a bad idea to kill some people with ulterior motives or those who are stubborn. “
Wang Zongren’s eyes lit up and nodded: “Disciple understands~”
At this moment, he did have some enlightenment in his mind.
“Okay, follow me to meet these heroes in the ancient martial arts world. Some of them have connections with our Yunmen.”
“Yes~”
The master and disciple walked towards the entrance of the square while talking.
At this time, ancient martial artists dressed in different clothes appeared in the sight.
Then Yang Yiyu was stunned, and then a voice with a smile on his face sounded.
It was Chen Qibian who shouted loudly: “Master Qingxu of Kunlun has arrived, and he presents a thousand-year-old snow lotus.”
“Shaolin… presents a thousand-year-old ginseng~”
“…”
As Chen Qibian’s voice continued to sound, Yang Yiyu’s mouth cracked.
He was not laughing at the gifts sent by these sects. In fact, he had a lot of spiritual medicines of this level on him now. With the existence of Luofu Cave Heaven, there would be no shortage of thousand-year-old spiritual medicines, and even ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicines. What
made Yang happy was the attitude of these sects.
When Yunmen was first established, would it be worthy of the eyes of these ancient martial arts sects?
And now, these ancient sects that have stood up in the ancient martial arts world are giving gifts to Yunmen. This is a manifestation of Yunmen’s strength.
So she smiled happily.
Then he brought his apprentice Wang Zongren to greet him. He was naturally familiar with Kunlun Qingxuzi. He was the master of Zhanqingren. Zhanqingren had mentioned him in the past.
In fact, he blocked the communication with Zhanqingren, Mei Shiying, the young monk Liaofan, Hu Xianer, and Chen Chenxiang, who turned against him at the Changbai Mountain altar, are considered friends for life and death.
Except for Chen Chenxiang, Yang Yiyu considers the other five people as friends.
After arriving at the Mountain and Sea Realm, only he and the young monk Liaofan came together by chance. As for Zhanqingren, Mei Shiying, and Hu Xianer, there is no trace of them.
Now that these people have come to the door, he has to explain.
So Yang Yiyu has to welcome the people from several sects.
In order to preserve the friendship of Zhanqingren and others in his heart, he also has to give face to the sects behind them.
The first person to come in was Qingxuzi from Kunlun, Zhanqingren’s master. When Yang Yiyu saw this old man, he couldn’t help but admire in his heart: “He is really an immortal. “
Speaking of which, he and Kunlun have the deepest connection, with the old Drunken Immortal in the past and the Zhanqing people in the back.
So he didn’t put on any airs, and quickly walked towards Qingxuzi. In Yang Yiyu’s eyes, Qingxuzi was actually an existence at the peak of the Void Realm, worthy of being the big brother of the ancient martial arts sect.
Everyone who came out of Kunlun had extraordinary cultivation.
Qingxuzi, dressed in a white Taoist robe, with white hair and a fairy-like appearance.
“Junior Yang Yiyu greets Taoist Qingxu.” Yang Yiyu thought to himself that according to the seniority theory between him and the Zhanqing people, he should show respect to Qingxuzi as a junior.
However, Qingxuzi quickly reached out to support him and said, “Master Yang, I’m sorry, old Taoist, you and my senior brother Lei Ting are friends regardless of age, you and I can just be friends as equals, don’t be so polite. “
After finishing speaking, Qingxuzi, with an anxious and fiery look in his old eyes, said: “I would like to congratulate you on your great fortune and return safely from wherever you are. I wonder if you know any news about my disciple Zhan Qingren? Or any news about my senior brother Lei Ting?”
Yang Yiyu sighed in his heart and said: “What is coming has finally come.”
He was afraid that these old friends would ask about the news of the past, but Qingxuzi got straight to the point, and for a moment he really didn’t know where to start.
(End of this chapter)
