Li Yuanxi didn't look at Yang Mingxuan's uncertain face, he walked straight to Ye Ziyu, leaned down and put a hand on Ye Ziyu's wrist.

Xiao Ning looked at this Terran young man who suddenly appeared with some vigilance, and Li Yuanxi's gaze met Xiao Ning's.

He was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, and actually raised his other hand, touched Xiao Ning's soft ear, Xiao Ning shook his head in resistance, and then shook his hand off.

The hosta pinned to Li Yuanxi's head emitted a faint fluorescence, turning into a thin line and passing down his palm into Ye Ziyu's body, as if he was looking for something in his body.

searched for it, but found nothing unusual, which made Li Yuanxi feel a little disappointed.

As soon as he came out of the teleportation array, he sensed the unusual fluctuations in this place.

When I arrived here, I found that there was not a trace of light in this heaven and earth within a radius of a hundred miles, and all the light was concentrated on the young man with blurred flesh and blood, transforming into the extreme black in the world.

And that kind of blackness also made Li Yuanxi feel a burst of disgust and even jealousy from the bottom of his heart, and the Haoran righteousness in his body seemed to have encountered a destined enemy, and the muscles of his whole body tightened unconsciously.

At that time, he thought that he would face a fierce battle, but he never thought that the hosta above his head happened to emit a faint fluorescence at that time.

This hosta was brought by Mr. himself for him, symbolizing, but it is not only Mr., but also Mr.

Regarding the origin of the hosta, even Li Yuanxi has only heard of a few words, and I heard that it is an object flowing from the central Confucian Temple, and it is very likely that it is something handed down by a real Confucian saint.

In any case, after the hosta glowed, the strange black-eyed boy disappeared with it.

The young man lying on the ground now is not simple, although his cultivation is not high, he is only a seventh-level qi refiner.

But so much Haoran righteousness was actually born in his body, and every wisp was extremely pure, even his body was tempered by Haoran righteousness, so he was able to be so tough.

After a while, Li Yuanxi slowly got up and swept his gaze towards Yang Mingxuan.

Now this sect master of the Qingyun Sect seems to be at war between heaven and man, and he doesn't know what complicated things he is thinking.

Li Yuanxi coughed lightly: "Sect Master Yang?"

Yang Mingxuan was stunned, and looked at Li Yuanxi with a somewhat blank gaze, but then reacted immediately.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he clenched his fists and wanted to apologize to Li Yuanxi for what he had just said, this vein was not something he could afford to provoke.

Endure the calm for a while, you have to endure when you should endure, and you have to bow your head when you should bow your head, otherwise he Yang Mingxuan will not be able to sit in this position today.

Li Yuanxi seemed to see his plan, and waved his hand directly: "If you make amends, you will be exempted, let's have something practical."

As soon as these words came out, Mo said that Yang Mingxuan was surprised.

Even Wang Dingzhou and Liu Xiangbei unconsciously touched their ears, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears, otherwise how could they hear such a sentence from Li Yuanxi's mouth?

Li Yuanxi's identity is self-evident, he is the gentleman sent by the academy to Liang Guo to investigate the matter of Cloud Village.

Shouldn't a Confucian gentleman be a master with clean sleeves, a righteous body, and a shy statement of interests?

Why is it that he is openly asking Yang Mingxuan for benefits now, although Yang Mingxuan's words are not inferior to offend first, and it is reasonable to prepare an apology, but such a direct request for apology has always made several people feel a little strange.

It's like a gentleman and master who likes to talk about big things on weekdays, and one day he quarreled with others, and when he didn't reason with others, he rolled up his sleeves and knocked others down with one punch.

Li Yuanxi ignored everyone's surprised looks, not only that, but he actually stretched out a hand openly, waiting for Yang Mingxuan to take out the treasure and put it in his hand.

"What do you see, don't you want to eat? This old boy is still a sect master, and if he doesn't take the opportunity to knock him out, it's simply a difficult conscience."

Li Yuanxi was talking to himself, although his voice was small, but

The few people present were not ordinary, and these words fell into the ears of everyone word for word.

Liu Xiangbei was surprised at first, and then he couldn't hold back anymore and laughed openly.

Wang Dingzhou is also suffocating his hard work, his old face is flushed, like an old persimmon.

Only Yang Mingxuan's face was extremely ugly, but there was no way, he did say the wrong thing in front of Li Yuanxi, if it was not handled properly, the trouble behind would be really not small.

In desperation, Yang Mingxuan had to raise his hand, and everyone saw that the Sumeru ring on Yang Qinghua's finger flew close in the distance.

Yang Mingxuan took out a bronze ancient mirror from the ring, and took out a jade bottle that exuded a rich aura.

He put these two things on Li Yuanxi's palms with both hands, took three steps back and pointed to the mirror and said, "This mirror is called the Lumen Blue Sky Mirror, it is an attack magic weapon, although the rank is not the best, but it is also a treasure that ordinary Jindan monks dream of."

Then he pointed to the jade bottle and said, "The bottle contains a Tianyi Gathering Pill, which will help the foundation building monk have a chance of success when he breaks through to the Golden Pill realm."

Li Yuanxi looked at the two things in his hand, and his eyebrows were raised.

Yang Mingxuan preemptively said: "Mr. Li, don't be angry, although these two things can't enter Mr.'s eyes, but now that he is here, only these two things can be handled, if Mr. Li is not satisfied, he can come to my Qingyun Sect in the future, and Yang will definitely come up with a treasure that satisfies Mr. Li."

After Li Yuanxi heard this, he only glanced at Yang Mingxuan's body and knew that what he said was indeed true.

Yang Mingxuan, who everyone sees now, is just an external incarnation, and he turns into a wisp of divine thought lurking in Yang Qinghua's sea of consciousness on weekdays.

Once Yang Qinghua encounters a fatal crisis, this external incarnation will appear in time, either fighting or fleeing, as long as it is not a Yuanying monk of the same level, there is basically no big problem.

And the strength of this incarnation is about the same as the cultivation of the first entry into the Yuan Infant Realm, which is also terrifying enough.

Yang Mingxuan's body is just a bottleneck of the primordial infant, and being able to condense such an incarnation can play a big role against the enemy.

Since the main body is not here, the ring he is wearing on his finger now is at best just an illusory thing, and the treasure inside is still millions of miles away from here.

However, Li Yuanxi did not intend to let Yang Mingxuan go so easily.

The academy has long had a clear rule that all monks above the Jindan realm must report to the academy when they leave the Great Han Dynasty, and only after obtaining approval can they go to other places.

This rule is not allowed in either an external incarnation or a divine consciousness.

Yang Mingxuan seemed to have guessed Li Yuanxi's thoughts, and hurriedly took out a document from his arms, and there was a red seal at the bottom of the document, but as for the content, Wang Dingzhou couldn't even read a word.

After Li Yuanxi saw this document, his face changed slightly, and he waved his hand and said, "Okay, put it away."

There are three Confucian academies in the Han Dynasty, and there is a Taixue Palace above the academy, and the document held by Yang Mingxuan is from the hand of the owner of another academy.

This document represents the permission of the Confucian Academy, although it is not the context of Li Yuanxi, but after all, it belongs to Confucianism.

It's not good for him to find fault with this matter again, otherwise it won't be aimed at Yang Mingxuan, but it will seem to be aimed at another context.

Li Yuanxi swept Yang Mingxuan's sleeve, as if he had seen something interesting, and with a gesture of his hand, a golden dragon with a length of an inch flew out of Yang Mingxuan's sleeve.

It is the little dragon condensed by the national fortune in Yu Yang's ancestral weapon.

Yang Mingxuan's face sank, but he didn't wait for him to speak.

I heard Li Yuanxi say lightly: "This is a thing of Liang Kingdom, and other things should be returned to the original owner."

This sentence immediately blocked everything Yang Mingxuan originally wanted to say, he could directly take away the National Fortune Xiaolong with his strong strength, and now Li Yuanxi can do the same.

And the reason why he wanted to take this little dragon at that time was not only because he took a fancy to the strangeness of the little dragon, but also because there was no matter in the Li family

It's done, Liang Guoyu's family is full of wine bags and rice bags, and he can't even keep a Mo family swordsman.

The two tokens left by the first ancestor of the Li family were all taken out by one person, and when they arrived in Dahan, it was not so simple to eat that secret treasure.

The second is that Yang Qinghua was seriously injured, if Yu Yang had made a move earlier, he would have summoned the National Fortune Dragon at the beginning, and Yang Qinghua would not have been smashed by Ye Ziyu with the Fengxing Sword Ruyi Armor and ended up so seriously injured.

That's why he took this little dragon away, this is all the bitter fruit of the Yu family's self-inflicted suffering, and Yang Mingxuan only punished him slightly.

Yu Yang was able to stand there alive, and now he was able to escape back to the capital, all thanks to his ancestor.

It's not that the first ancestor of the Yu family and the Qingyun Sect have any incense, but that Liang Guo is the Han Emperor's personal seal.

Except for the Han Dynasty and Confucianism, no one is qualified to do this thing, which naturally includes Qingyunzong and him Yang Mingxuan.

Yang Mingxuan knew that the overall situation had been decided at this time, Li Yuanxi's position was already very clear, and one of his incarnations was not the opponent of this Confucian gentleman at all.

Even if it is, it can't be shot.

Although Yang Mingxuan, the hosta on top of his head, couldn't tell the calendar, judging from the reaction of the weird black-eyed young man just now, it was at least a divine weapon.

It is a foregone conclusion that the plan that Qingyun Sect has deployed in the Liang Kingdom for many years will come to naught, but with Yang Mingxuan's state of mind in the city government, it will not change because of this.

At this level, the monks are more and more detached from the human realm, especially when the life span is extended by the practice, and the longer a person lives, the less human he becomes.

Yang Mingxuan cleaned up his emotions in a moment, and bowed slightly to Li Yuanxi.

Immediately, everyone saw that his figure dissipated out of thin air, and in an instant, he came to Yang Qinghua and Caiyun's side.

His lips moved slightly, and he whispered a few words to Caiyun, and Caiyun nodded busily.

Then I saw him flick his sleeves, and the three figures dissipated and left the place.

Liu Xiangbei saw that their figures dissipated, and he was just about to hold his fists to remind Li Yuanxi.

Li Yuanxi didn't even look at the direction where the three of them disappeared, but instead focused on Ye Ziyu in front of him.