He was not good at learning, and at this time, he couldn't hear what the two people were saying from a short distance, so he only went out and saw the woman leaving in a hurry, and his heart was full of doubts.

The elder heard the conversation between the two, but he was also puzzled by Sikong Yang's search for Jiang Xia's whereabouts.

Jiang Xia is a well-known goddess on the Xuan Demon Continent, and Sikong Yang is just a slightly talented junior disciple, how did he know Jiang Xia?

The elder muttered in his heart, but he didn't immediately ask Sikong Yang, he still has to compete now, and he can't be delayed by these things.

So he grabbed the disciple by the collar and led him back to the inn at the foot of the mountain.

Sikong Yang's whole person was still in shock, and he didn't notice the subtle changes around him for a while.

How could Jiang Xia die? He hadn't found her whereabouts yet, how could she have died, she hadn't told him why she had found him and adopted him, why she had died.

Sikong Yang actually didn't believe it, he wasn't completely without news of Jiang Xia these days, he also knew that Jiang Xia was a prodigy of Jiang Xia, a fortune teller in the world, and she could predict the next three hundred years

How could such a person be executed for such an ambiguous reason as violating family rules?

He calmed down after the madness, thinking about all this in his mind, he always felt that something was wrong, Jiang Xia couldn't just die like this.

So Sikong Yang didn't take this matter to heart, and he still concentrated on looking for Jiang Xia after the game, he thought so.

But some people didn't want him to go so well, and always wanted to do something with him, and the day before the finals, the elder who led the team came to him with his disciples.

"Sikong Yang, let me ask you, are you worthy of your master? Are you worthy of the Master who has groomed you to become a talent? ”

The elder grimaced with a questioning posture.

Sikong Yang listened to his words, his expression was a little dazed, he even refused those who dug the foot of the wall in the past few days, where did the elder's words come from.

"What do you mean by that, Elder?" He must have misunderstood something, Sikong Yang thought like this at first.

But as the elder said when he came into contact with people from which sect, 1510 said it clearly, and he gradually understood.

"Since you have made up your mind in your heart, why do you need to sing such a play in front of me, I don't like to listen to dramas." Sikong Yang put away the spirit sword, and then stopped looking at the pair of masters and apprentices.

His attitude was really arrogant, and the disciple was upset for the elder, and he rushed forward to scold Sikong Yang for splitting his head and covering his face.

Sikong Yang didn't take it to heart at all, let him finish with a spittle Xingzi, and replied unhurriedly: "The elder and the young are humble, and it's not that I get started before you, but the senior brother, even the age, I am a year older than you, and your rules are fed to the dog?" ”

The elder's face turned a little purple when he heard what he said, and it was clear that Sikong Yang was teaching that disciple what he said, but in fact, he was accusing this master of teaching badly.

"Sikong Yang, you don't have any respect!" He roared out, and as soon as the spirit sword came out, he ran towards Sikong Yang.

The elder has a few years longer than Sikong Yang, but Sikong Yang has fought more against others on the field these days, and whether it is actual combat experience or mentality, he is richer and more flexible than the elder who has not made a move for many years.

Therefore, his spirit sword was horizontal in front of him, and he blocked the elder's move, so he fought back without the slightest hesitation, and the disciple saw that the master was gradually losing power, so he gritted his teeth and picked up the long sword, and broke into the battle between the two at once, and stabbed it at Sikong Yang's throat.

"Your teachers and disciples have also stopped speaking of faith." While Sikong Yang was dodging the long swords of the two, he also had to say a word.

Seeing that his disciples were also involved, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he took the initiative to stop.

"Don't you even shout an elder now?" He put away the spirit sword and looked at Sikong Yang coldly.

He sighed, glanced at the elder, and said lightly, "I thought you were going to expel me from the division now." ”

The disciple saw that his master had stopped, and he also took back the spirit sword in hindsight, and looked back and forth between the two in a daze, not knowing what to do or say, at this time, listening to Sikong Yang's words, he immediately found the beginning of the conversation, and quickly picked it up: "Sikong Yang!" Do you still have this teacher in your eyes? The cultivation of your body, as well as the spirit sword in your hand, which one was not given to you by the master and the master, now that you have a reputation, you don't want the master, Sikong Yang, do you have a conscience! ”

"Oh." Sikong Yang took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped the spirit sword, didn't even look at the disciple, and replied: "I have so many crimes, why don't I know?" ”

Listening to what he said, the elder pulled his apprentice behind him, stretched out a hand, stared at Sikong Yang and said, "Since you no longer have this master in your eyes, then I will clean up the traitors for the master, from today on, you are no longer a member of the master!" ”

Sikong Yang sneered, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, a burst of sadness welling up in his heart.

"Return the spirit sword given by the master to me, and from now on, the two will be clear!"

Sikong Yang touched the spirit sword in his hand with some nostalgia, and after getting along with it for many days, one person and one sword actually had some feelings, and the spirit sword was also a little reluctant, and it buzzed twice.

But Sikong Yang didn't hesitate any longer, he threw the spirit sword into the elder's hand, and returned to the place where he lived without turning his head.

The next day was the final, Sikong Yang went to the game empty-handed, and before the opponent came up, he took the initiative to admit defeat.

To his surprise, the news of his break with his own sect should have spread quickly among the sects that came to participate in the competition, but no one came to lobby him today, as if they were not the people who warmly invited him a few days ago.

Sikong Yang was a little surprised, but he was not disappointed and sad, he is now grown up and can support himself with his own hands.

I didn't linger and left the Fengwu faction early.

His appearance is actually very eye-catching, walking in the town, people will inevitably point fingers at his appearance, Sikong Yang is quite uncomfortable, but he is penniless, he can't buy a hat to cover it.

At this time, he passed through the pedestrians, and overheard that there was a secret realm to open nearby, and he suddenly thought of a way to make money.

His cultivation is not bad, he can go to some low-level secret realms and bring out some treasures, and then sell them to those who need them, so that he will have an income.

Thinking like this, he immediately acted, and when he arrived near the secret realm, Sikong Yang knew that the secret realm was not to enter casually, even the low-level secret realm also needed the token of the realm sect to which it belonged to enter it, and there would be high-level immortals guarding the door, and those who did not have a token were not allowed to go.

Sikong Yang didn't feel embarrassed, he asked the person who sold the token with his clever mouth, and used his age and cultivation as a guarantee, let the person give him a token on credit, and then successfully got the token and entered the secret realm.

This is the first secret realm that Sikong Yang entered, he single-handedly picked up a lot of rare objects in his arms, and was secretly hated by many people, so he was waiting to go out from the secret realm and grab it.

Sikong Yang is not a stupid person, he sees them all in his heart, so he is not greedy, he came out two days before the closure of the secret realm, and he didn't stay long when he came out, and ran to the tasting building as soon as he slipped away.

The person who gave him the token on credit was Li Moling, the current owner of the Tasting Building.

Each other's tasting buildings are still the scale of opening to every city in the Xuan Demon Continent in the future, and it is just where to open a secret realm, so he took his men to the corresponding city, rented a building, and conducted a three-day auction.

He wasn't even followed by the fairy-like girl.

In this way, Sikong Yang inquired about the opening time and place of the secret realm, and in just one year, he had accumulated a lot of wealth, and he was also very feared by many people by virtue of his advanced cultivation that no one could do in the secret realm.

Over the past year, Sikong Yang has always had a deep doubt, he is already a free man, if it is according to people's thoughts on the day of the game, he should be a very sought-after existence, but this year, people are either eight feet away from him, or want to kill him, Sikong Yang can't understand what happened.

Once again, he came out of the secret realm with the treasure, and Li Moling left him to drink tea.

His body has been weak all the year round, and the root of the disease that fell in his mother's womb is a natural weak qi entrenched in his body, and even cultivation cannot get rid of it, so he can only be carefully warmed.

"You really want to know?"

Over the years, Li Moling is the only person who has a lot of intersections with him, and Sikong Yang's questions can only be said to him a sentence or two.

"Why, can't you tell me?" He picked up the teacup and drank it all, and Li Moling was very distressed when he saw it, it was fifty taels of gold and one tael of tea, and this person was like a cow drinking water.

"Not really, but if you say it, you might be sad." Li Moling saw that he didn't know how to appreciate it, and he didn't give him tea, so he turned out a pot of wine and put it in front of him.

Sikong Yang had long been curious about the taste of wine, and when he saw this pot of wine in front of him, he couldn't wait to take a sip of it.

Once again, he came out of the secret realm with the treasure, and Li Moling left him to drink tea.

His body has been weak all the year round, and the root of the disease that fell in his mother's womb is a natural weak qi entrenched in his body, and even cultivation cannot get rid of it, so he can only be carefully warmed.

"You really want to know?"

Over the years, Li Moling is the only person who has a lot of intersections with him, and Sikong Yang's questions can only be said to him a sentence or two.

"Why, can't you tell me?" He picked up the teacup and drank it all, and Li Moling was very distressed when he saw it, it was fifty taels of gold and one tael of tea, and this person was like a cow drinking water.

"Not really, but if you say it, you might be sad." Li Moling saw that he didn't know how to appreciate it, and he didn't give him tea, so he turned out a pot of wine and put it in front of him.

Sikong Yang had long been curious about the taste of wine, and when he saw this pot of wine in front of him, he couldn't wait to take a sip of it.