Yang Mingxuan smiled bitterly, "Mr. Li also knows my current state, even if he wants to take out more, Mr. Li can't get it now."

Li Yuanxi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Sect Master Yang's Qingyun Sect has a big business, we are in Dahan together, and the distance is not too far, Li is still quite convenient."

Ye Ziyu held back a smile, Li Yuanxi's face is really as thick as a city wall, and this kind of credit can be said.

Yang Mingxuan's eyes flashed with anger, and he said after a long silence: "Since it is convenient for Mr. Li, I will wait for Mr. in the sect."

Li Yuanxi smiled: "Then we have to make it clear in advance, otherwise I will have to bargain with you when I come to the door."

"100,000 different spirit stones, a top-grade magic weapon, Mr. Li should be satisfied, right?"

The smile in Li Yuanxi's eyes was even stronger, 100,000 different spirit stones were worth tens of millions of ordinary spirit stones, and the high-grade magic weapon was even more priceless, and it was the exclusive thing of the peak monk of Yuanying.

It seems that Yang Mingxuan really cut his flesh in order to save his son's life.

Li Yuanxi knew that if he didn't agree at this time, he was afraid that he would really force Yang Mingxuan to jump over the wall.

He immediately smiled and said, "Thank you Sect Master Yang for your generous gift."

Yang Mingxuanpi echoed twice with a smile, and his figure was just about to dissipate.

But I heard Li Yuanxi say, "At that time, if there is something in the academy that I can't leave, my friend will pick it up for me."

After speaking, he pointed to Ye Ziyu who was stunned beside him, and a smile appeared on Yang Mingxuan's face: "Listen to it."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mingxuan's figure completely dissipated, turning into a wisp of white light that shot into Yang Qinghua's eyebrows.

Yang Qinghua trembled and froze in place, not daring to look up at the white-clothed young man in front of him, and the colorful clouds behind him had already fallen to the ground, sincerely afraid.

Li Yuanxi put away the smile on his face and said coldly, "Don't get out of here yet!"

Yang Qinghua and the others stood up as if they had been amnestied, Yang Qinghua didn't dare to look at Ye Ziyu beside Li Yuanxi at this time, and after getting up, the two of them flew towards the city quickly with magic weapons, and disappeared after a while.

Seeing the two leaving, Ye Ziyu grabbed Li Yuanxi's arm and said, "Lao Li, what you did is really not authentic, you asked me to go to Yang Mingxuan to collect the account, he didn't swallow me alive!"

Li Yuanxi played with the Sumeru ring in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "What I did today is already a bit excessive, if I really go to Qingyun Sect to find him to get the spirit stone magic weapon, the old man will definitely not be able to hide from the ring ruler."

Ye Ziyu's expression changed and asked, "Then you still do this!"

Li Yuanxi spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "Isn't that Xiao Yezi, you are not angry? I'm not going to take you here to be angry with that old boy."

Ye Ziyu's heart warmed, but his body took a few steps back, looking at Li Yuanxi with a vigilant expression.

Li Yuanxi asked with some curiosity, "What are you doing here?"

"You don't like me, do you? Although the master is romantic, he only likes women, Lao Li, I advise you to dispel your thoughts as soon as possible!"

Li Yuanxi's smile froze instantly, and he jumped to his feet and scolded, "I***, your uncle's little leaf!"

Li Yuanxi rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to beat someone, when suddenly a soft sound came into his ears, Li Yuanxi was slightly stunned and stopped the movements in his hand, and turned his head to look at the imperial city in the distance.

"Activated the Great Array so quickly? Something is wrong, it looks like someone has teleported over."

Above the central array of the imperial city, two slightly blurred figures gradually condensed, Jiang Wenduo, dressed as a white-shirted scribe, and a Qingcang Daoist dressed in a Taoist robe appeared above the large array.

Jiang Wenduo frowned slightly after he appeared, and glanced around, and there was a mess everywhere he looked, and the palace under his feet turned into a ruin.

The Qingcang Daoist behind him snorted and whispered, "What a strong blood demon smell."

The two glanced at each other, Jiang Wenduo closed his eyes and searched, and then locked the direction of Qingfeng in front of him, his body flashed into a streamer and flew away, and Qingcang also flew over after him.

On the way, Jiang Wenduo also found Yang Qinghua and the others, although he didn't know Yang Qinghua's identity, but just by relying on his spiritual power flow, he could

Roughly guess the exercises he is practicing.

"Xuantian Qingyunlu? A member of the Qingyun Sect?"

Jiang Wenduo didn't make a move to stop the two, because there was no need for this at all, and a mere ninth layer of qi refining and the middle stage of foundation building were not a figure at all in his eyes.

Even if Yang Mingxuan stood in front of him, he was just a junior.

Li Yuanxi on Qingfeng also restrained his smile and coughed lightly at Ye Ziyu.

straightened his body and said, "My old man is here, if you ask about it at that time, you can tell the truth, don't ......."

Before he finished speaking, the figures of Jiang Wenduo and the others had already appeared behind Li Yuanxi out of thin air.

Li Yuanxi straightened his clothes, then turned around and saluted, "Sir."

When he got up, he found Qingcang following Jiang Wenduo, and Li Yuanxi waved towards Qingcang again, "I've seen my predecessors."

Jiang Wenduo looked solemn, waved his hand and said, "Don't come to this set! Tell me what's going on, why is your soul lamp going out, what's going on here, how are so many people dead?"

Qingcang looked at Li Yuanxi, but his gaze stayed on the hosta between the tips of his hair.

When he saw the cracks on the hosta, a ray of surprise flashed in Qingcang's eyes, and he hurriedly pulled Jiang Wenduo's sleeve.

He said in a low voice: "Don't train, let's see if that hosta is the one you said before, it's cracked!" It's a big crack!"

Jiang Wenduo's expression changed suddenly, he looked up at the tips of Li Yuanxi's hair, and sure enough, he saw a cracked hosta.

The look of surprise in his eyes became even stronger, and he lost his voice and said, "Haipin, what's the matter with the hairpin?"

Ye Ziyu was standing beside Li Yuanxi with some embarrassment at this time, and the two in front of him were obviously real big shots.

Just the invisible momentum surrounding them made Ye Ziyu's true qi run poorly, and the strength of the two of them was not much stronger than Li Yuanxi.

At this time, the two who lost their minds also found Ye Ziyu on the side, Jiang Wenduo frowned, raised his hand and wanted to cast a spell to move Ye Ziyu out.

After all, the hosta on Li Yuanxi's head is very important, and it is one of the most core secrets, and it is not appropriate for outsiders to be here.

Li Yuanxi hurriedly stopped in front of Ye Ziyu and said to Jiang Wenduo, "Sir, I don't know much about the hosta, and I have to ask my friend about this matter."

Jiang Wenduo's eyes flashed, Li Yuanxi is his student, it can be said that he grew up, and there are not many people who can be called friends by this kid.

Qing Cang smiled and said, "Jiang Lao'er, isn't this kid also your Confucian protégé? I can even see the aura in him, haven't you seen it yet?"

Jiang Wenduo scolded angrily: "Who said that if you have a heroic spirit, you are all our Confucian disciples?"