On the edge of the crater, there was a beautiful girl sitting, with long hair pulled lightly, wearing an ancient Hanfu, graceful and moving, with a pair of huge white legs under the skirt, luster and temptation, and the lines alone were enough to make people congested.

"Uh... Did you recognize the wrong person?"

When Zhang Yang saw the woman's figure and appearance, he was slightly stunned.

"Hee-hee. The woman smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, don't you recognize me?"

The sound is sweet and crisp, like a clear spring, wafting into the ears and reverberating.

As she spoke, the woman gently stroked her hair with her jade hand.

It is in front of Tamamo.

In just 20 days of separation, her appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes, and her original small size has grown to be almost the same height as Zhang Yang, and her big white legs are extremely straight. There is also that delicate figure, which is tightly wrapped in clothes, and it makes people's hearts itch when they look at it

Even if Zhang Yang is an immortal cultivator in the realm of the unity of heaven and man, when he looks at her, a layer of throbbing in his heart surges.

"Uh... You've grown up. ”

As he spoke, he looked away, as if he had lost his mind if he looked at it twice.

"Hee-hee, why don't you look at me?"

Yuzao pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had seen through Zhang Yang's thoughts, and deliberately raised his slender and white jade legs and gently rubbed them against Zhang Yang's body.

Zhang Yang held the jade foot and said lightly, "What do you want to do?"

"Heal you, hee-hee. ”

Tamamo held her chin with both hands in front of her, and smiled.

This smile is full of infinite temptation, worthy of a thousand-year-old fox demon, and this charming ability is that even Zhang Yang is not able to resist.

"Heal?" Zhang Yang frowned slightly, looking surprised.

"Have you forgotten? I have a healing technique here," Yuzao Qiandan's lips opened lightly, and he said lightly:

"Yin and Yang suck the wall. ”

"Uh... That's what you say. ”

Zhang Yang touched his nose and said.

In a trance, he recalled his experience in Miaojiang a year ago, when in order to help Xiao Ying recover from her injuries quickly and practice this Yin and Yang Wall Absorbing Technique, Zhang Yang and her left a night of warmth in the broken temple.

'That night... Feel good?'

Zhang Yang held his chin, revealing a sly smile, and then looked at the peerless beauty in front of him who was extremely enchanting, and the heat in his lower abdomen became more and more obvious.

"Uh... Where to start?" Zhang Yang said calmly.

"Here's it. ”

Yuzao smiled, and the jade legs were lifted up again, close to Zhang Yang's mouth, less than ten centimeters apart, and a unique aroma came to the face.

“... All right. ”

Zhang Yang gently held up the jade foot, leaned over and kissed it.

......

A week later, Zhang Yang took a flight back to Kyoto.

The encounter with Yuzao brought unprecedented passion and heat, with the rapid operation of the Yin and Yang Wall Absorbing Technique, Zhang Yang's injuries were quickly repaired, and five days later, not only was he alive again, but even his cultivation had a trace of obvious improvement.

After the passion, Zhang Yang was obviously a little reluctant, but Yuzao said that he had something to do now, saying that he was going to visit a few old friends and would come to Huaguo to find him after a while.

Listening to her tone, it seems that she is plotting something?... Forget it, let's wait for her to come over. ’

Zhang Yang pondered and followed the crowd out of the airport.

Today's Kyoto has returned to calm, the strong people from all walks of life have almost left, the society is on the right track, and even the grievances between the wealthy families have been calmed down.

In short, the heat of the First Battle of Yanshan has almost disappeared in Kyoto.

“... It's time to meet him. ”

Zhang Yang looked up at the south, his eyes shining with stars.

......

Lingwu Mountain Luan, the ancestral home of the Ye family.

The place of the battle that day was the top of Yan Mountain, very far away from this Lingwu Mountain, although the battle was very fierce, and the scope of the impact was huge, but this Lingwu Mountain was almost not affected, and it was still the same as the original scene, but the weeds in the courtyard grew again.

"Zhang Yang, that kid, what is it, why did the Ye family Taizu's sword suddenly break?"

In the compound, Zhang Yanzheng was frowning, puzzled.

He didn't know anything about martial arts, he didn't know what the true yuan was, what was the limit of the magic weapon, and the only thing he saw was that the original situation where Ye Kunlun was bound to win was ended with the shattering of his sword.

"Hmph. ”

Next to him, Ye Xuan said with a gloomy face: "It's just luck, with a character like his, sooner or later, he will be planted on his heels, and I don't believe that no one can cure him." ”

"Yes, Taizu just played abnormally, and when he is fully prepared, he will definitely be able to defeat him if he fights again. Zhang Yan patted Ye Xuan on the shoulder and comforted.

Since the top of Yanshan that day, the Zhang family thought that Zhang Yang would be defeated, and hurriedly switched sides, until the ending was reversed, and the Zhang family was pushed to the forefront again, and together with the Ye family, they became the laughing stock of the upper class society in Kyoto.

Now in this situation, Zhang Yang's side must not be able to count on it, and the Zhang family can only continue to be cheeky and maintain an alliance with the Ye family.

After all, Ye Kunlun's strength is there, and although he is defeated, he is still the most powerful person in the world to compete with Zhang Yang.

"By the way, how is Taizu's health, how long will it take to recover"

The two of them were talking.

Suddenly, a dark shadow streaked across the sky and fell to the ground.

"Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yan and Ye Xuan both had their pupils shrunk.

"I'm here to see Ye Kunlun. Zhang Yang said lightly.

His arrival immediately caused a sensation in the entire Ye family's ancestral home.

Led by Ye Tianhua and Old Man Zhang, all the people from the Ye family and the Zhang family poured out, as well as Qingxu Zhenren, all of whom looked at Zhang Yang nervously, not knowing what his intentions were.

Now that Ye Kunlun is seriously injured, almost all of the people in the Ye family's compound are ordinary people, only the pure and real people are supported, and it is impossible to resist Zhang Yang.

'Is he going to come and cut down the roots?'

More than one person thought so.

Even if it is a pure and true person, he has to be nervous at this time, with Zhang Yang's current voice and strength, he is firmly on the throne of the world's first, does he have to get rid of Ye Kunlun, the thorn in his eye, to consolidate his position?

"I have no ill will. ”

Seeing that everyone was nervous, Zhang Yang said calmly: "If I have, you can't stop me, right?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they were all silent.

saw Zhang Yang's eyes, no sadness or joy, sweeping over everyone present, even if it fell on the Zhang family, it couldn't bring a trace of emotion, and it was obvious that he didn't regard them as relatives.

"Let him in. ”

A flat voice floated out, it was Ye Kunlun's voice.

When he said this, the people at the door could only disperse like a tide, and under the leadership of Qingxu Zhenren, Zhang Yang entered the Ye family's ancestral house.

When I saw Ye Kunlun, he was sitting on the throne of the main house, holding a cup of tea in his hand, a long coat in green clothes, and gray hair.

Even if he was defeated by Zhang Yangzhong, the Kunlun sword was destroyed, and he fell from the altar, it didn't seem to affect the centenarian's New Year. Now, except for his haggard face and gray hair, he seems to be the same as before.

"Mr. Zhang, please forgive me for being physically inconvenient and unable to go out to greet me. ”

Ye Kunlun looked at Zhang Yang and said with a flat expression.

It's as if you're not facing an opponent who has defeated you, but an old person.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Zhang Yang smiled, strode into the main house, sat on the throne next to him, took a few sips of tea, and nodded:

"Good tea. ”

"Hehe, this cup is Yunnan Pu'er, which has been treasured for many years, filtered with rain and dew, seven points of heat, I will use this cup of tea to express my congratulations to Mr. Zhang. ”

As he was talking, Ye Kunlun raised the teacup and smiled faintly.

This is this smile, fleeting, very reluctant, vaguely revealing a trace of sadness, as if it was a general on the battlefield in ancient times, the tragic song of the hero's twilight.

It can be seen that Ye Kunlun actually doesn't want to laugh, but his character and courage support him to say this.

In this regard, Zhang Yang also smiled gently, and while drinking tea, he asked casually:

"You made an appointment with me to fight, in fact, it's not for the sake of the whole Gaoxia, what you want is actually the Dao system of the Immortal Gate?"

He said lightly, but Ye Kunlun next to him froze for a moment.

"You should feel that the land immortals should have a broader horizon and space upward, but after drinking sixty years of difference, sixty years of hard thinking, and sixty years of meditation, you can't step through that hurdle after all, yes or no?"

Zhang Yang put down the teacup and said lightly.

Seeing that Ye Kunlun continued not to speak, he continued: "Do you want to cross that hurdle and see the world more clearly?"

“... Think. ”

After a long time, Ye Kunlun finally said this word, and then asked:

"What should I do?"

"Hmm..."Zhang Yang groaned, the vast divine thoughts poured out of his body, and he glanced at Ye Kunlun's body, "Your comprehension has been reached, and your talent has also been reached, but it is only at the level of strength, and there is still something missing." ”

"Actually, to put it bluntly, there are too few spiritual qi on this earth, which is not enough for you to be promoted to the innate realm. ”

"Innate realm?" Ye Kunlun wondered.

"That's right, the realm we are in now is all acquired, and only when we enter the innate and create the pill in our body can we be a true cultivator. Zhang Yang said calmly.

"This..."

To Ye Kunlun's ears, these words were almost no different from the Book of Heaven.

Although he is currently the patron saint of Huaguo, one of the myths of the world, after all, he was born in martial arts, to put it bluntly, he is a martial artist, and it is not easy to practice to this point with martial arts.

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