Qingyang came to the outside of the house and found that all the junior brothers were cultivating under the ancient tree in front of the house. When Qingyang saw this scene, he felt admiration in his heart, these people needed to help the sect work every day, and only a few hours after they stopped working were used for cultivation, and even the meals were swallowed in two bites.

Qingyang stood in front of the door, hesitated for a moment, and then sat with them under the ancient tree and cultivated.

At the same time, within the material world.

Yang Fan is already middle-aged, and he has chosen the construction industry, and he is already a senior engineer. On this day, Yang Fan drove a car to work in the company as usual, and at the moment he was on the way to the company.

"Yang Fan!"

A voice suddenly came from nowhere, and Yang Fan's eyes were already empty when he heard the voice. But his lips moved, and a young male voice came from his mouth.

"Subordinate in"

After hearing Yang Fan's answer, the voice was puzzled: "Why didn't the palace sense the existence of the fruit?"

Yang Fan, whose eyes were empty, replied as if he were mechanical, without any emotion

"I would like to inform Your Highness that your fruit passed away twenty-six years ago in the material realm, and the material realm judged it to be a sudden death, and it has not been reborn since its death. ”

His Highness listened to the faint command

"Oh, since something has happened, then there is no need for you to stay there any longer, you can come back and tell this palace what happened. ”

Yang Fan, who was sitting in the car, replied

"Subordinates obey!"

Yang Fan's car stopped in the middle of the road, causing many drivers to be dissatisfied, and Yang Fan in the sedan was lying on the steering wheel at the moment, his lips were white, his eyes were turned up, and a moment later, a person came to Yang Fan's car door angrily to check, but found that Yang Fan's abnormality and hurriedly called the police, and then the doctor in the ambulance determined that Yang Fan died suddenly because of a heart attack.

Out of Yang Fan's car door, a phantom figure stood there, he looked at Yang Fan's body in the ambulance, and after looking around, his figure disappeared in an instant.

In a palatial palace complex, an evil man sits diagonally in the highest palace, the palace is Tai*, and the decoration of the inner hall is extremely luxurious, and the evil man sits on a high gold-scaled jade chair with open chest and bare feet, and the man is the prince Yang Yuxi of the Twin Immortal Court.

Although Yang Yuxi is sitting in an improper posture, the overall form is extremely chic, he holds up a book in his right hand and reads it, the emotions of the content of the book are ups and downs, but his face has not shown any expression, and he is quietly watching the book next to his evil face.

After a while, a tall and thin young man in black came to the Tai* Gate, and the guards at the door called out when they saw someone coming: "Your Highness has been waiting for a long time, Yang Jun, please enter the house immediately!"

The sunspot man is Yang Fan, but Yang Fan's face at this moment is delicate, and he looks quite similar to Yang Fan when he was young in the material world. Yang Fan nodded to the guards and walked towards the palace.

After coming to the hall, Yang Fan knelt on one knee

"Subordinate Yang Fan, knock on His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The evil prince Yang Yuxi on the jade throne still stared intently at the book in his hand as if he hadn't heard it.

Yang Fan didn't say much, still kneeling on one knee and waiting quietly.

After an hour, Yang Yuxi seemed to be tired of reading, closed the book and put it aside, and gently rubbed his eyes with his right hand, after a while, he slowly raised his head and looked expressionless

"Let's talk about what happened!"

At this moment, a lot of cold sweat broke out on Yang Fan's forehead, he didn't dare to wipe it, and he didn't raise his head again when he hit the ground

"His Royal Highness's fruit has gone through nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight lifetimes, and it is about to ripen, and its previous life is normal for a hundred years old, and it is abnormal twenty-six years ago, when it suddenly has a high fever, and it will get better and harmless after waking up for a day, but it died suddenly that night, and the cause is unknown. ”

Yang Yuxi frowned slightly, the change has already appeared, although it has only appeared for twenty-six years, but the other party must have noticed it before himself, he thought for a moment

"You leave now, use your eternal cause and effect to perceive his existence, once you find it, immediately take action to remove it and not stay any longer, since I can't get it, then he can't think of it!"

Yang Fan's face stiffened when he heard this, and he bowed to the fish seal

"The subordinates understand, the subordinates will do it, and the subordinates will retire!"

The style of painting has changed.

Qingyang and his brothers are cultivating together, but unlike them, after cultivating for an hour and a half, everyone else stopped cultivating, but Qingyang has no intention of stopping, Qingyang once again entered a state of selflessness, but this time it was different.

After the past two hours, his deacon elder saw that Qingyang had no intention of waking up, so he used a broom to smear Qingyang twice to forcibly wake Qingyang up.

But the deacons and elders didn't care

"Boy, no matter what your qualifications are, when you come to my place, you will listen to me, now let me go back to sleep, and work will start at six o'clock tomorrow!" Then the deacon and elder left.

Qingyang was stunned for a while when he heard this, and looked around, at this moment, he was left alone under the ancient tree, and Qingyang was thinking in his heart

"It seems that we have to control the time of cultivation. ”

Qingyang has not forgotten his purpose of entering the Nebula Sect, the first step he has succeeded, and the next step is his second step, showing his qualification potential and attracting the attention of the sect.

Then he secretly investigated in the sect, the second elder of the main pavilion and his henchmen and their treacherous plans, and then approached his parents to pass on the information of the second elder and others to them, and secretly helped them to provide Zhang Mu's clues, prompting them to suspect Zhang Mu, so as to raise the vigilance of his parents.

On the second day, Qingyang was sleeping in the collective dormitory, but suddenly two and several figures jumped up one after another, and Qingyang was instantly awakened and dozed off by a sudden glance. He also got up with the group to wash, then put on the tools assigned to him and went to work in the vegetable field.

Looking at the vegetable fields in the garden, Qingyang struggled inwardly, he wanted to contact his parents, and it seemed that there was no hope in the short term.

After Qingyang killed a vegetable worm, he came to a person and looked at the nameplate on that person

"Hello Seventeen, I'm Eighteen who came in yesterday!"

The man glanced at Qingyang and didn't pay attention to him, but worked hard.

After Qingyang was ignored, he still wanted to talk to others with a dead face, but they didn't pay attention to it at all, so Qingyang could only work on his own. At noon, there was a half-hour rest, and after eating, Qingyang sat on the stone bench at the door to bask in the sun, while others were cultivating, Qingyang was really bored, so he condensed the fire element sword and practiced.

Boom

The sound of Qingyang dancing sword sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't practice with peace of mind. But when he opened his eyes, he saw Qingyang holding the swordsman formed by the elements, and they were all stunned, and then they carefully studied Qingyang's sword moves.

However, not everyone is like this, the tall thin man with a word written on the nameplate stood up and walked towards Qingyang. He is the strongest of the disciples of the Ten Pavilions of Fruits and Vegetables, in this year's big competition, he is the same as the son of the sect master, he has already been promoted, but he was challenged by others, and then defeated, after defeat, he became more diligent in his cultivation,

He was the latest to practice in the Ten Pavilions, and he used it to cultivate when he had time, and he never wasted a little time, because he wanted to successfully advance in the next big competition, but now he couldn't cultivate quietly because of the sound of Qingyang's sword dance, so he had to stop cultivating, and later "discussed" with Qingyang

The man had the strength of the Primal Condensation Realm Sevenfold, he came to Qingyang, and without saying a word, he smashed his fist at Qingyang, Qingyang saw this and dodged slightly sideways, he frowned and said, "Senior brother, why is this?"

The man said, "You are noisy with me, either stop and roll aside, or I will beat you until you are satisfied!"

Qingyang suddenly felt funny when he heard this, his own sword practice did affect everyone, but a master of the Attainment Realm like himself could dance his sword in front of a group of people from the Primordial Realm to show them, which was a rare opportunity for these people.

However, this man only knew how to bury his head in penance, and did not look at the people around him, because his sword moves brought them a lot of inspiration, which made their expressions very excited, and in the future, these people could have a slight advantage in their moves when fighting with their peers.

Qingyang said to the man: "In that case, then let me see the results of your penance!"

Qing Yang suppressed his own strength, just like a pure soul cultivator who had no other elements in the fifth level of the Primal Condensation Realm, he did not use combat skills, but relied on sword moves to fight the man in front of him.

Qingyang picked up a branch to make a sword, and the man swung his fist when he saw this, "An iron fist, broken iron is like crumbs." "The man's boxing power is fierce and powerful in the eyes of people of his class. But Qingyang bent his head, such a technique has a bright appearance, but lack stamina.

He alternately stepped back with the tips of his legs tapping the ground, and after retreating a few meters, the man's offensive stopped. The man is there now, re-condensing the aura, "Iron fist two styles, one hammer." ”

The man raised his fist to attack Qingyang, Qingyang fought with him at close range, you come and go, the man thought he had found an opportunity, so he stimulated the core technique of this move, Qingyang saw the man leap half a meter high and then hammered down with a giant fist.

And he lay down and rushed forward, came behind the man, a branch was pumped down, the man did not hammer Qingyang, but felt that the buttocks were pumped painfully, he quickly gave up the battle, and grinned and rubbed his buttocks with his hands, and the other disciples around laughed when they saw this.

Qingyang came to the man and smiled Shi Li and bowed, "Senior brother agreed." ”

Seeing this, the man slapped Qingyang's hand away, and then snorted angrily: "Ouch, it hurts me to death, hum, I haven't had time to perform the Iron Fist Three Styles yet, otherwise the one who loses must be you." ”

"Oh, yes, then dare to ask Senior Brother if you still want to try?" Qingyang said as he glanced at the man's buttocks.

Hearing this, the man rubbed it fiercely and hurriedly said, "Don't try, you've wasted so much time, I have to go back and continue cultivating." ”

After saying that, the man limped around and left, and Qingyang finally caught someone who could talk to him, how could he let him go so easily.

"Senior brother, answer me a few questions, I will teach my brother's skills well?" Qingyang tempted.

The man turned around, looked at Qingyang and said, "What techniques did you teach me, and what questions do you want to ask me?"

Qingyang said lightly: "Teach you the techniques that can defeat opponents of the same level." And a few simple questions!"

The man looked at the crowd around him who had re-entered the cultivation crowd, and whispered, "Okay, after dinner that night." Let's talk in the cafeteria!"

Qingyang smiled and said, "Okay"

After that, Qingyang also cultivated cross-legged with everyone.