Chapter 139: The Nine Clans United
It took more than 100 years for Yue Leng to find a person who met his requirements and accepted her as a personal disciple. She has never been married, and she has long regarded Miao Xiaowei as her daughter, plus Miao Xiaowei lost her mother when she was young, and it was her father who raised her as a father and a mother, which made Yue Leng cherish this apprentice and pour her motherhood into the apprentice, it can be said that Miao Xiaowei is her reverse scale.
Now that someone wants to harm her apprentice, she will directly violate her bottom line, can Yue Leng not be angry?
After completing the soul search, Yue Leng shook off Yin Birou, who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, her eyes were full of anger, and she left the place in a flash, making everyone feel that something big was about to happen.
Yue Leng came to Chen Yong's residence, at this time he was receiving the enlightenment of his master Mu Lan, Mu Lan saw the angry Yue Leng, immediately got up and saluted, and asked, "Sect Master, who made you so angry?" ”
"Then I have to ask your good disciple Chen Yong!" Yue Leng stared at Chen Yong and said word by word.
Yue Leng's tone made Chen Yong feel excited, knowing that his plan with Yin Birou had been revealed, but he didn't have the courage to escape, so he had to lower his head and not dare to look at the former.
"Chen Yong, what did he do, and he needs Sect Master you to come and interrogate him personally?"
Mu Lan was a little puzzled, Yue Leng, who had always been calm, was angry with her disciple today, it should be a big deal. However, she, the master, did not get any news at all, and Mu Lan's eyes also turned to Chen Yong.
"Sect Master, everything is the ghost of Yin Birou, it's none of my business, don't kill me!" Chen Yong was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground, and hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Sect Master, what mistake did Chen Yong make?" Mu Lan heard Chen Yong say that Yue Leng was going to kill him, and hurriedly asked.
"The reason why Chen Yong held the ring match was to hide people's eyes, he and Na Yin Birou planned, after the ring match, they joined forces to seize Wei'er's debut, so as to force Wei'er to marry Chen Yong." Yue Leng told Mu Lan about their plan.
Mu Lan's face turned red and blue after hearing this, she didn't expect her disciple to be so shameless, and to do such an indiscriminate behavior, is this still her proud chief disciple?
Chen Yong listened to Yue Leng tell Mu Lan about his unbearable plan, and at the same time regretted why he listened to that slut, if there was no Yin Birou, a slut, although he could not win Miao Xiaowei's favor, but he was still the genius disciple of the Poison King Sect that was respected by ten thousand people!
Chen Yong, who was already fragile in his heart, because of shame and regret, coupled with the demons that had already arisen, various factors were superimposed, crushing the spiritual defense line, and finally he became insane and completely crazy.
"Hahaha... I'm not guilty, I'm guilty... Hahaha... I want to be the strongest disciple... I want to be a strong man admired by all people......"
Yue Leng and Mu Lan were startled by Chen Yong's sudden laughter, and Mu Lan hurriedly reached out and pressed on the top of his head to probe the latter's soul.
After a while, Mu Lan withdrew his hand, sighed lightly, and said: "There is a crack in the soul, it is hopeless, but it is a pity that his talent is gone." ”
At this point, the two culprits who wanted to harm the saint have received their due retribution.
The next morning, after a night's rest, Yang Ming's body has fully recovered, the prestige of the Chaos Dragon Body is not in vain, if ordinary people are slapped by the cold of the moon, they will almost be useless if they don't die, but Yang Ming only needs one night, and he can be alive again.
"Sect Master Yue, please stay, and Sister Xiaowei, you go back and rest."
In front of the gate of the Poison King Sect, Yang Ming said goodbye to Yue Leng and Miao Xiaowei, and was about to go home, now that the enemy is present, he also needs to hurry back to the Purple Dragon Hall to prepare, otherwise he will definitely stay and accompany Miao Xiaowei more.
Leaving the Poison King Sect, Yang Ming stretched out his hand, the magic element burst out, and then swiped hard at the space in front of him, easily opening a spatial crack, and then drilling into it.
Although Yang Ming had never tried space jumping before, he had also had the experience of space teleportation, and the two were similar, except that the distance of space jumping was relatively short, and he needed to jump many times, and he had to constantly identify the direction in order to go where he wanted to go.
At first, Yang Ming was at a loss in the spatial cracks, although he could see the outside scene inside, but it was all crooked, every time he took a step, the scene changed once, and only when he found some more recognizable buildings did he know where he had gone, which made him almost go the other way.
After trying a few times, Yang Ming gradually figured out the main point, and the space jump after that became smoother and smoother, and each jump was heading towards the Wind and Thunder Plate.
After half a day of space jumping, Yang Ming successfully stepped on the boundary of the Wind and Thunder Plate, which was indeed much faster than flying in the air, and he continued to march towards the Purple Dragon Palace.
In the main hall of the Purple Dragon Palace, Lu Xiaoyue was handling affairs in place of Yang Yongxin, who had received an invitation from the master of the Blue Jiao Sect two days ago to attend the Dragon King Conference, and Yang Yongxin knew at that time that Yang Ming had completed the task.
Above the sky, a spatial crack slowly tore open, and the figure inside struggled to drill out, and then slowly landed. The spatial fluctuations brought about by his arrival triggered an emergency alert in the Purple Dragon Palace, and some of the elders in charge of guarding quickly came to this person.
"Whew, sure enough, it's too hard to jump continuously, and it takes too much magic and soul power."
This person was Yang Ming, who had rushed back from completing the task, and when he fell to the ground, someone had already formed a purple dragon attack array waiting for him.
"It's me, Elder Yang Guang."
The person who formed the Purple Dragon Attack Formation was Yang Guang who Yang Ming had rescued on the day he went home, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person who was coming, but it didn't take long for him to react and stop directly in front of Yang Ming.
"The little young master is only a black soul, it is impossible to jump in space at all, who are you, why are you pretending to be the little young master and trying to sneak into the Purple Dragon Palace?"
Hearing Yang Guang's questioning, Yang Ming remembered that he was still a Black Soul Demon Martial artist when he left the Purple Dragon Palace, and it was only a few days later, and he came back as a White Soul.
"I can prove that he's not fake!"
A woman's voice sounded from behind everyone, it was Lu Xiaoyue, who rushed over to check on her when she heard something strange.
"Mom!" Yang Ming shouted and hurriedly walked in front of Lu Xiaoyue.
Touching the head of his son, who was taller than himself, he felt the family affection that blood was thicker than water, and then said to Yang Guang and the others: "No one can pretend to be my son in front of me, I can be sure that he is Yang Ming, you all go back separately." ”
"Yes, ma'am!" Yang Guang and the other elders agreed in unison. Now that Lu Xiaoyue opened her mouth to confirm Yang Ming's identity, they would no longer suspect it.
"Ming'er, you're getting stronger again. Come, tell Mom about what you've been through the past few days. Lu Xiaoyue took Yang Ming's arm and walked towards the main hall.
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"I actually met the Sect Master of the Divine Sect, it seems that the decisive moment is not far away, and this Dragon King Conference should be able to promote the union of the nine clans to jointly fight against the Divine Sect." After Lu Xiaoyue knew all the ins and outs, she slowly said to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming thought the same way, his fists couldn't help but clench, and he waited for Yang Yongxin to come back.
Three days later, Yang Yongxin returned, he came back with good news, after a few days of discussion and voting, six forces agreed to unite, Chiyan Palace abstained, according to the agreement, the nine forces will unite to form an alliance against the Divine Sect, the Nine Dragons Alliance.
Not only that, but the nine dragon kings representing the nine forces also said that they would open the dragon blood pool in advance for the last baptism, and they would have to wait another year, but now in order to concentrate on dealing with the Divine Sect, they will directly carry out the last baptism
After the baptism, the small space where the dragon blood pool is located will be opened, and a school palace will be built in it for all the children of the dragon clan to study in a unified manner, which is a countermeasure taken after the dragon blood pool is depleted, and it is also a precedent to break the situation of the development of the nine clans in the past 10,000 years.
"Ming'er, you have done a good job in this mission, each of the nine clans will definitely be broken one by one, and now the union of the nine clans is the trend of the times, and only by uniting can we have a chance to survive." Yang Yongxin patted Yang Ming's shoulder and said.
"Not only that, Ming'er has also successfully broken through the White Soul, and now he is much more powerful than me." Lu Xiaoyue, who was on the side, looked at Yang Ming dotingly and said to her husband.
"Really? Ming'er, you've given me too many surprises. ”
Yang Yongxin looked at Yang Ming with satisfaction, although the latter did not grow up by his side and did not go home for a long time, but the achievements he had achieved were unparalleled, even if it was the two sons of the Yin and Yang Second Sect, they were not as good as his son, and the Purple Dragon Hall was able to raise his eyebrows this time.
"Father, I suggest that after the nine clans unite, they can cooperate with some more famous forces, which can not only enhance their strength, but also stabilize people's hearts." Yang Ming said.
Yang Yongxin's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he thought it was a good idea, and immediately asked, "Ming'er, do you have a goal?" ”
Yang Ming smiled slightly, then took out two things and handed them to Yang Yongxin, saying: "This is the token of the two forces associated with me, father, you take it, and contact this force if necessary." ”
Yang Yongxin took the two tokens and wiped his eyes, a little incredulous, one was a purple gold hammer representing the identity of the Forge Master Association, and the other was a token representing the honorary elder of the Poison King Sect, each of which was a first-class force comparable to the Purple Dragon Palace, but Yang Ming took out two tokens at once.
"It's all true?" Yang Yongxin said in a trembling voice, although he is the head of the Purple Dragon Palace, he is only in this capacity, and he has no temporary positions in other forces.
Yang Ming nodded, and then left in a very chic manner, he didn't want to be entangled in these things, but now that they are all taken care of by Yang Yongxin, he can be lazy and straightforward.