Qingyun, Golden Retriever, the eight little guys listened to Yang Chengzhi's words, and slowly reined in their breath, and after a while, they became cute pets, surrounding Yang Chengzhi, and those who were about the same level of cultivation as them or higher than them didn't look at them, as long as Yang Chengzhi was there in their hearts, they didn't have to worry about anything.

The members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade couldn't help but be speechless when they saw the change in the attitude of the eight little guys before and after, these guys changed too fast, as soon as this young man spoke, they all became cute pets, and when I saw them just now, they were all fierce and vicious.

After being speechless, they were all envious of this young man's good luck, how could he get the recognition of so many strange beasts, but they had seen in ancient books, strange beasts, animals with similar intelligence to human beings, were hard to find.

Although Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Feng didn't speak, the two of them had been observing the changes in the expressions of the two sides, and the reason why they didn't say a word when they got out of the car was that they wanted Yang Chengzhi to suppress those members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade.

Others don't know the members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, they are clear about these family members, these members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade all think that they are the pride of the sky, they are arrogant and arrogant, and they are simply disdainful of ordinary people, for their situation, several of their family members have also held a meeting to say, but these people can't listen to it at all, they think that in addition to the eight family members and instructors in this world, they can count them.

There is no way for them to deal with this situation within the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, to be honest, these people are indeed the pride of the sky, and they are all talents with quite high cultivation talents that they have selected from various places in China over the years.

Before they went to Yangjiagou, they also thought that these members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade did have something to be proud of, but after they met this demon Yang Chengzhi in Yangjiagou, several members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade were also shaken in their hearts.

They could never have imagined that in a small mountain village in the poor countryside, there would be a talented Yang Chengzhi, this guy only took a few months to cultivate from an ordinary person to the peak of the late day after tomorrow.

Yang Chengzhi's appearance broke their belief that all the members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade were highly talented, although Yang Chengzhi himself was able to refine the pill, this cultivation may be the effect of the pill to reach the peak of the late day after tomorrow, but they knew that it was impossible for an ordinary person to become a master of the peak of the late stage of the day after tomorrow in a few months with the pill.

The reason why they have been advocating for Yang Chengzhi to go to the headquarters of the Yan Yellow Iron Brigade is actually their plan, they just want Yang Chengzhi, a guy with unnatural talents, to go to the headquarters of the Yan Yellow Iron Brigade to stimulate those arrogant members, so that they know that there is a heaven outside the sky, and they are not necessarily the only ones in this world who have excellent talents, even among the people, there are cultivators with excellent cultivation talents.

It was precisely because of this idea that they did not tell the members of the Yan Yellow Iron Brigade that Yang Chengzhi was coming, they just wanted Yang Chengzhi to give these people a sudden suppression and let them restrain themselves.

A middle-aged man in the crowd, who was about fifty years old, looked at Shangguan Feng and asked, "Sixth Senior Uncle, which family is this young man from, why does he not seem to have any cultivation?"

Obviously, this middle-aged man is a disciple of a certain family member of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, otherwise he would not be able to call Shangguan Feng the sixth uncle.

Yang Chengzhi, who was standing behind Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Feng, took a closer look at the middle-aged man, and saw that the middle-aged man was about 1.7 meters tall, his face was thin but he did not lose his spirit, and he was wearing a light gray practice uniform on his body, showing his spirit, and there was a faint coercion all over his body. This middle-aged man was one of the few people Yang Chengzhi who didn't feel the cultivation level just now.

Yang Chengzhi secretly said in his heart: "Several disciples of the uncle look extraordinary, a person who is almost fifty years old has reached the innate level, it seems that he will have to work hard in the future, and he must not embarrass his master Nangong Haotian."

After listening to the middle-aged man's question, Shangguan Feng turned his head to look at Nangong Haotian, and did not answer, but looked at Yang Chengzhi again, and said with a smile: "Chengzhi, he is Shang Wencheng, the second disciple of your fourth master Bo Tie Yugang, the peak cultivation in the early stage of congenitalization, and you will slowly get acquainted with it in the future, he said that you have no cultivation."

Looking at Shangguan Feng's faint little face, Yang Chengzhi secretly said in his heart: This Jiang is still old and spicy, if you want to embarrass these people, just say it directly, spare such a circle.

It makes sense for him to think so, Shang Wencheng is in his fifties and is at the peak of his cultivation in the early stage of his life, and he is already at the peak of the late stage of the day after tomorrow at the age of twenty-four, and Shang Wencheng does have an advantage over himself, if he reaches his current age, he will definitely be able to reach a higher Cheng than him.

In fact, he knew there, don't look at Shang Wencheng's appearance that he seems to be in his fifties, his actual age is already more than a hundred years old, otherwise how can he become the second disciple of Tie Yugang, who is hundreds of years old.

Shang Wencheng over there didn't give Yang Chengzhi a chance to show or speak, but asked in surprise: "Sixth Uncle, you have always accepted disciples, didn't you always say that you will no longer accept disciples in the future except for Zhang Ziqiang and the three of them."

Shangguan Feng glared at Shang Wencheng and said lightly: "Is it that only I can accept disciples, and others can't accept disciples." Saying this, he also glanced at the seventh brother Nangong Haotian who was standing beside him, the meaning was obvious, why don't you want to think that this young man may be the new disciple of your seventh uncle Nangong Haotian.

Hearing Shangguan Feng's words, the dozen or so people waiting to carry the medicinal wine couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, as if they had heard a big joke.

The time for these people to enter the Yanhuang Iron Brigade is not short, and they know very well about the elder Nangong Haotian, Nangong Haotian, the head of the family who cultivates to Tongtian, has always confiscated disciples, and I don't know how many young junjie want to worship Nangong Haotian's door, but Nangong Haotian has not let go, and in the end, it is rumored within the Yanhuang Iron Brigade that Nangong Haotian can only choose the right heir, and none of them have a suitable cultivation Nangong Haotian's peerless knowledge.

There are only a few direct descendants among them who know what happened to Nangong Haotian back then, and they think that among the eight members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade back then, there are the most disciples of Nangong Haotian.

But it was because of the foreign invasion that in the end, all the disciples of the genius were all fallen, and in the end, Nangong Haotian was disheartened, he thought that he was not suitable for accepting disciples, and even if he accepted disciples, disciples could not live long, so he decided not to accept disciples.

But after Nangong Haotian saw Yang Chengzhi in Yangjiagou, his love for talent rose, and the previous thoughts dissipated without a trace, after accepting Yang Chengzhi as an apprentice, Nangong Haotian secretly made up his mind to protect this genius disciple for the rest of his life, which is also one of the reasons why Nangong Haotian decided to live in Yangjiagou.

Seeing these juniors looking at him with surprised eyes one by one, Nangong Haotian smiled faintly, "Why, I can't accept apprentices, I didn't accept apprentices in the past, mainly because I think your qualifications are not good."

As soon as Nangong Haotian's words came out, more than a dozen junior disciples showed strange expressions on their faces one by one, and they also knew that Nangong Haotian would definitely give them a reason to accept apprentices, but they didn't want to give them such a reason.

Hearing this reason, the hearts of these people can be imagined, they are all Yan Huangtie traveled a lot of effort from all over China to find, which of them is not a person with excellent cultivation talent, but today let Nangong Haotian say that his cultivation qualifications are not good, which makes them arrogant How can they accept it.

After hearing this, a few middle-aged people in their thirties folded their belts and arms, and wanted to fight with Yang Chengzhi to see what level of master the cultivation genius in Nangong Haotian's eyes was.

They are anxious, but there are also direct descendants who have dealt with Nangong Haotian a lot, they know well what Nangong Haotian is like, this head of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade does not lie, and there is a basis for not saying a word, besides, this is within the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, how can he be honest, that is not a slap in the face.

Thinking about this, Shang Wencheng stretched out his hand to stop the few people who wanted to compete with Yang Chengzhi, and said with a smile: "Seventh Senior Uncle, I don't think this junior brother is a cultivator, does he have any special functions, otherwise those strange beasts will not follow him."

Shang Wencheng's words made those few people who wanted to compete with Yang Chengzhi just now break out in a cold sweat, they wanted to compete with Yang Chengzhi on impulse just now, but they forgot that behind this young man, he was surrounded by a strange beast that cultivated his head to at least at the level of atavism.

If you want to go up to compete, it's not asking for hardship, or this young man doesn't have any cultivation, as long as someone gives an order, a few strange beasts will be enough for them to drink a pot.

After hearing Shang Wencheng's words, Nangong Haotian smiled, "Wencheng, do you think this group of strange beasts is Chengzhi's special function to make a down payment?"

Shang Wencheng nodded, his heart was indeed as Nangong Haotian thought, he had also seen in some ancient books that there was indeed a kind of Miao people living in southern China in ancient times, this kind of people were born with the ability to communicate with animals, they relied on this kind of talent to control animals to fight with them, and this kind of person was called the Royal Beast Clan in ancient books.

Later, with the development of the times, this kind of Miao people slowly gathered with people of all ethnic groups, and finally dissipated in the long river of history, but the last time that this kind of person appeared in ancient books was more than 1,000 years ago in the Tang and Song dynasties, and there was no record of this kind of person in the later ancient books.

In Shang Wencheng's impression, Yang Chengzhi, a young man, may be a descendant of the Miao people, or he got the ancient books of controlling beasts from somewhere, so that he could recover these strange beasts.

Nangong Haotian listened to Shang Wencheng's words, and smiled, what they wanted was this kind of effect, which would have a more stimulating effect.

Just imagine that Yang Chengzhi, a young son, suddenly became a peak cultivation master in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, what kind of blow would this be to them who have been cultivating for decades or even hundreds of years, and will they devote themselves to cultivation under this blow.

In that case, with the elixir sent by Yang Chengzhi, these people's cultivation would definitely be able to climb to a leading position within a few years. Nangong Haotian looked at Shang Wencheng and asked, "Wencheng, you are also the peak of the early stage of innate now, according to your cultivation, you think you can defeat Chengzhi in a few moves."

Hearing Nangong Haotian's words, Shang Wencheng couldn't help but be stunned, since he knew that he was a peak cultivator in the early stage of congenital development, the seventh uncle still asked, could it be that this young man is also a cultivator, but he turned his face and thought about it, impossible, if this young man was also a cultivator, how could he not feel the aura fluctuations on his body, unless he had already reached the level of the master.

But it's still not right to think about it, the young man in front of him is only twenty-five or sixteen years old at most, even if he beats his mother's womb to practice qi, it is impossible to cultivate to the level of the master and them, but why does the seventh uncle want to talk like this.

turned to look at the sixth uncle, Shangguan Feng, the old god of Shangguan Feng stood there without saying a word, there was no expression on his face at all, and he was still the kind of indifference that had not changed for thousands of years.

When he turned his face to look at Yang Chengzhi again, Shang Wencheng was in an uproar, it turned out that Uncle Seventh was planning this, he wanted to dye himself against a group of strange beasts behind this young man.

If that's the case, don't look at Shang Wencheng as a master at the peak of the early stage of congenital development, but he doesn't have a chance of winning, what is a strange beast, although he has not personally touched it, but it is clearly recorded in those ancient books.

This kind of animal is much stronger than cultivators of the same kind, if it is really against this group of strange beasts, even if he can defeat Yang Chengzhi, it will be a miserable victory, and it is not a simple matter for a cultivator of the innate level like him to defeat the eight-headed atavistic level strange beast.

Thinking about this, Shang Wencheng smiled, "Seventh Senior Uncle, if I am asked to face this group of strange beasts, I am not sure at all, if I face this junior brother alone, I think I can defeat him with at most three moves, and I can defeat him without one move."

Saying this, Shang Wencheng was still confident and super Yang Chengzhi made a gesture of please, the contempt in his eyes was obvious, in his eyes, if Yang Chengzhi left this group of strange beasts, he would be similar to ordinary people, and he could defeat him with only three points of strength.

Nangong Haotian looked at Shang Wencheng with a smile and said, "Wencheng, are you sure you can defeat this kid with one move."

Listening to Nangong Haotian's question, thinking about Nangong Haotian's smile just now, Shang Wencheng's heart tightened, could it be that Uncle Seventh dug a pit for himself, this young man has other special functions in addition to a group of strange beasts.

The organization of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade has also dealt with some cultivators of foreign races for hundreds of years, and those cultivators of foreign races are all strange abilities in the eyes of their Huaxia cultivators, if they are not hostile to fight, it is difficult to see from their bodies what they are cultivating...... And their situation is similar to that of the young man in front of them.

How could Yang Chengzhi, who was standing behind his master Nangong Haotian, think that Shang Wencheng had already regarded him as a descendant of the Miao people in the ancient era, and he was there pondering what the master meant in his words, it seemed that the master wanted him to make a few strokes with this senior brother who was already at the peak of the early stage of congenital development.

Nangong Haotian turned his face to look at Yang Chengzhi and said, "Chengzhi, look, your senior brother wants to compare with you, he doesn't want you to use those little guys behind you." Speaking and seeing gave Yang Chengzhi a look that you understand.

Seeing the look that his master Nangong Haotian gave him, Yang Chengzhi understood what the master thought, what is this master really that, how can a cultivator who is at the peak of the late stage of the day after tomorrow be able to take a few moves from the peak master of the early stage of the innate stage, but the master gave this senior brother a trick, he wanted them to know that in this world, they can't just rely on feelings, and anyone can be a dangerous person.

To be honest, when he reached the peak of the late day after tomorrow, he now also wants to find a suitable opponent to practice, and he also wants to know where he is deficient, and he will pay attention to it in the future.

In the family, those bodyguards who used to be high in his eyes are basically not his opponents now, because they are now cultivating and he is relatively far behind, and the two are opposed, they are not Yang Chengzhi's opponents.

Hearing what the master said, Yang Chengzhi nodded, turned back to Shang Wencheng and said, "Senior brother, please be merciful," as he spoke, he handed over the small backpack behind him to the master and moved a few steps to the open space next to him.

The members of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade standing opposite him saw that Yang Chengzhi really wanted to compete with Shang Wencheng, and their eyes showed disdainful expressions, in their eyes, Yang Chengzhi, a young man, really didn't know what to do, and dared to compete with Shang Wencheng, who was at least in the top ten among them, it was not pure abuse.

Shang Wencheng saw Yang Chengzhi walking to the open space, and he was also stunned in his heart, he knew in his heart that Yang Chengzhi, a young man, was definitely not ordinary, but he should have supported Uncle Shi just said about his cultivation, but how could he dare to fight with himself, in addition to relying on the group of little guys behind him, did he have anything else to rely on.

The group of people saw that Yang Chengzhi had walked to a clearing, where he stood quietly, there was not a trace of breath fluctuation on his body, and one of the younger young people pouted and muttered: "I think that as long as the senior Shang runs the exercises, this young man who does not know the height of the sky will fall to the ground."

After listening to this young man's whispering, a middle-aged man next to him hurriedly pulled him and said in a low voice: "Be quiet, no matter how you say that young man is also the apprentice of the Seven Masters, and his seniority is higher than ours, let the Seven Masters hear that they will be careful to put on small shoes for you."

Hearing what the person next to him said, this young man couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and turned his face to look at Nangong Haotian, for fear that Nangong Haotian would hear his words just now, and seeing that Nangong Haotian didn't seem to pay attention to them at all, this young man sighed, and secretly glad that what he said just now was not heard.

He thought that according to the current cultivation of Nangong Haotian, not to mention that they were muttering quietly here, even the slight noise from a little farther away could be felt by these family members.

However, he didn't say anything, in the eyes of those young people who entered the Yanhuang Iron Brigade backwards, a cultivator like Shang Wencheng and them would be against the sky, and Yang Chengzhi, a young man who had no trace of cultivation on his body, was definitely not as good as the idol in their hearts, maybe in their eyes, even if they came up in one round, they could defeat Yang Chengzhi without the protection of strange beasts.

Shang Wencheng saw where Yang Chengzhi was already waiting quietly, so he could only nod apologetically with Seventh Senior Uncle Nangong Haotian, as if he was embarrassed to say Seventh Senior Uncle, wait for your old man to heal this young man.

Shangguan Feng walked slowly towards Yang Chengzhi and said softly: "Little junior brother, there are no eyes in your fists and feet, don't hate senior brother if you hurt you", as he spoke, he began to operate the exercises, and in an instant, except for a few people behind him, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, they really couldn't withstand the pressure of this innate level aura.

But after they had taken a few steps back, they were surprised to find that the young man was still standing there as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this kind of scene, these people were dumbfounded, and even a few people who were about the same as the monk Wencheng showed surprised expressions, and they all thought in their hearts that this young man was not ordinary, he was not without cultivation, but would hide his cultivation.

In fact, Yang Chengzhi was not very comfortable with the coercion emanating from Shang Wencheng's body, after all, Shang Wencheng's cultivation was two small realms higher than him, but don't look at the two small realms, among them, there is the Heavenly Barrier from Acquired to Innate Nature, how many cultivators have stopped at this Heavenly Barrier for life.

Shang Wencheng walked slowly to a distance of two meters from Yang Chengzhi with surprise, and said with a cautious face: "Senior brother, please", the current Shang Wencheng does not dare to regard Yang Chengzhi as a son-in-law with ordinary cultivation, he knows that the reason why this young man dares to compete with him must have his self-confidence.

Hearing Shang Wencheng's words, Yang Chengzhi's solemn face was super Shang Wencheng hugged his fists, "Senior brother, junior brother is rude", after speaking, Yang Chengzhi used his skills for a moment. A breath that was not inferior to Shang Wencheng's body spread outward from Yang Chengzhi's body, and collided with the breath emanating from Shang Wencheng's body, causing the air above this square of thousands of square meters to stagnate suddenly.

Those who just thought that Yang Chengzhi was just a member who relied on strange beasts to work hard, their faces changed one by one, Shang Wencheng was a senior master who had been famous for a long time, and his aura made them feel uncomfortable, but they didn't expect that the aura emanating from a young man in his early twenties also made them feel uncomfortable.

These people were all thinking about how this young man cultivated, his cultivation in his twenties almost caught up with the senior Shang, this young man was too rebellious.

Not to mention that these members of their cultivation are not as high as Yang Chengzhi, but those who are higher in cultivation than Yang Chengzhi felt the fluctuations of the aura emanating from Yang Chengzhi's body, and their faces also changed in unison.

These innate level cultivators can feel at once that Yang Chengzhi's cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and their hearts are also full of shock like those members, a young man in his twenties has reached the peak of the late stage of the day after tomorrow, and what kind of cultivation they have at this age may still be at the Ming Jin level.

Moreover, although this young man is only the peak cultivation of the late stage of the day after tomorrow, the aura fluctuations emanating from his body are not inferior to Shang Wencheng, who has reached the peak of the early stage of the innate stage.