Epiphany, Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Master Canglan City, under the leadership of a group of Epiphany Sect disciples, pulled Yang Zhao's body with a wooden cart and slowly walked into the depths of the valley.

The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is the secret realm of the Epiphany Sect.

It is the place where the elders practice and live.

Now, Yang Ming, who is the ninefold of the Heavenly Dao, is practicing in retreat in a small building deep in the valley, just to break through the barrier of the Heavenly Dao and become a god.

It stands to reason that the elders are in retreat and cannot be disturbed.

But when things were urgent, the master entered the valley with the permission of the master.

About a quarter of an hour later, everyone walked outside the small building where Yang Ming lived.

From afar, everyone saw Yang Ming practicing by the lake near Xiaozhu.

Yang Ming's hair is white, but there is no wrinkle on his face, sitting cross-legged by the lake, like a stone Buddha, just a glimpse, can make people feel awe.

The deacon of the sect who led the way stepped forward and just bowed down, ready to bow and make a salute.

Unexpectedly, a coercion suddenly fell from the sky.

Not only the deacon, but all the people who accompanied him were suppressed by coercion and fell to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Continuous explosions, resounding in the lake.

Under the influence of the explosion, columns of water rushed towards the sky, more than ten zhang high.

"Who is it?"

Yang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, those eyes were as deep as the sea water in the bottom of the sea, pitch black, but rippling.

This is the Heavenly Dao powerhouse!

Even if he doesn't move, doesn't use martial arts, doesn't use spiritual power, and just relies on coercion, he can create such a might.

And this majestic majesty is almost all gathered on the master's body at this time.

The body of his grandson was sent to his eyes, even if he only sensed it by breath, he could know it, so why should others report it?

Master only felt like someone had choked his throat, he had difficulty breathing, and he had a splitting headache.

But he still tried his best, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Tianji Pavilion!" ”

"Tianji Pavilion?"

Hearing this name, Yang Ming suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He has been in Daqi for many years, and he has never heard of such a force in Daqi.

Not to mention the territory of Yanzhou, where the Epiphany Sect is located, if there is a new force rising, it is impossible for him not to know about it.

The next moment.

The master felt that the pressure on his body had been reduced a lot.

Although Yang Ming didn't speak, he immediately realized that this was Yang Ming who wanted to listen to his explanation.

"Senior Yang Ming, please avenge Young Master Yang and our city lord!"

The master was already suppressed and lay on the ground, but fortunately at this moment, he took advantage of the situation, cried and grabbed the ground, and shouted bitterly.

My grandson is dead, what are you crying here? What's the matter with your city lord?

Yang Ming looked at the master in amazement, the master couldn't fix him this time.

As if he had foreseen his doubts, the master continued: "That day, the pavilion master of the Machine Pavilion brutally killed Yang Gongzi, and our city lord went to ask for justice. ”

"Who knew that guy not only admitted this time calmly, but also spoke disrespectfully to you! He actually said......"

"What did he say?" Yang Ming, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but speak.

His voice was obviously very soft, but it kept echoing in the hollow, and his voice was extremely thick.

"What about the Nine Folds of the Heavenly Dao? It's not worth mentioning at all! When our city lord heard that he had offended you so much, he immediately intervened, wanting to teach him a lesson. ”

"But who knew that the thief was really powerful, and he seriously injured our city lord, and we also fought with our lives to rescue Yang Gongzi's body."

"Canglan City is no longer able to subdue that villain, so I can only take the liberty to come and ask for your help to kill that villain!"

The master snorted and cried, and said with emotion.

"In Yanzhou, there are still such arrogant people? Do you know what happens when you deceive me? ”

Yang Ming's body moved, and he came to the master in an instant and picked him up.

"That guy is in Canglan City, you will know the truth when you go."

The master said with difficulty.

Yang Ming stared at the master for a long time, but he only saw the painful look on the master's face, and there were no other traces.

He let go of his master suddenly, and then flashed to Yang Zhao's corpse, and with a wave of his robe, Yang Zhao's corpse immediately burned, and turned into ashes after a while.

Then, he turned his head and looked at his master: "Lead the way, go to the Heavenly Machine Pavilion!" ”

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Sneezing ......

Lin Hui was lying on the Taishi chair in the courtyard, a little bored, and when the cool breeze blew, he couldn't help but sneeze.

"Two days have passed, and I don't know if the courier has arrived."

He said to himself, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

It was his idea to send Yang Zhao's body back to the Epiphany Sect.

There is a good saying that black and red are also red.

And in this world, notoriety is also famous.

Compared to doing good deeds and accumulating virtue and helping others, in the world of cultivators, notoriety and bad fame spread faster.

Yang Zhao wanted to assassinate Liu Yinyin, and he had something to do with Yang Ming, and he had expected it.

But I didn't expect Yang Zhao to be Yang Ming's grandson.

When he learned about this from Li Yemin, he knew that he and Yang Ming had an endless relationship.

Instead of worrying every day and waiting for Yang Ming to come to the door worriedly, it is better to take the initiative to invite Yang Ming to come to the door and end the matter early.

That's why he asked Li Yemin to send the body and threw all the pots on him.

Because of this, he didn't dare to leave Tianji Pavilion for half a step in the past two days.

For fear of running into Yang Ming outside.

If you don't go out to solicit customers, you naturally don't have much business, and it's very idle.

He was now looking forward to Yang Ming coming over sooner.

Knock knock.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

When Lin Hui heard the voice, he was both a little happy and a little lost.

I am happy because this is the first time in two days that someone has come to the door, and perhaps the guests say that it is not necessarily.

The loss is because the person who comes must not be Yang Ming.

If Yang Ming arrived, it would be absolutely impossible to be so polite.

He stood up unhurriedly and opened the courtyard door.

I saw a middle-aged monk wearing a monk's robe come outside the door.

"Take the liberty of excuse me, may I ask if this is the Tianji Pavilion?" The monk asked.

"Exactly, how did you find out about this place?" Lin Hui asked curiously.

Although he tried to spread the reputation of Tianji Pavilion, he took the initiative to come to the door, and this was the first one.

"The poor monk heard that there is a pavilion master here, who can deduce the heavenly machine and has great magical powers."

"After thinking about it for two days, the poor monk really had a doubt in his heart and wanted to get the answer, so he came here to visit."

The monk's tone was very gentle, with a kind of detachment that is unique to monks.

And such a monk actually has problems that are difficult to solve.

What could it be?

"You want to know, where is the Buddha?" Before the monk took the initiative to speak, Lin Hui turned out to be anti-guest and asked the monk.

The monk was suddenly shocked, and opened his mouth wide in surprise: "How do you know? ”