For this battle, it was actually quite inexplicable, but fortunately, it didn't delay Yang Yu too much.

This kind of person who personally comes to the door to provoke, Yang Yu has always dealt with it as soon as he can deal with it, and if he can kill it now, he will definitely not delay it until three days later.

Three days, that's a full thirty-six hours, and who knows if there will be any variables in it.

Clapped his hands, looking at the slowly healing blood marks on his shoulders and the dissipating blue light.

Although the wound has healed, I have to say that this guy still has two brushes, and the power of the sword qi is really good.

If it weren't for him, he could be regarded as the best among the meats.

Unfortunately, that's all there is to it.

Not to mention the Meat Shell, even the Zombie God he has killed, on the way to Shifang City, the Meat Shell has killed I don't know how many, and the Meat Shell is nothing.

Footsteps sounded not far away, and two beautiful figures hurried over.

It was Hui Yu and Miao Shuang, Yang Yu's two maid disciples.

It's just that when I saw that only Yang Yu was standing here, but Yin Zhou was gone, there was a big pit in the courtyard, and there was a long ravine not far away.

There was clearly a battle going on here, and there was even an aura of magic in the air that hadn't completely dissipated.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Yin Zhou, he ......"

The two girls seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions suddenly became strange.

"He's gone."

Yang Yu replied very calmly, he was not going to waste any more time, and he didn't pay much attention to the two girls, and walked towards the small attic.

"Clean up this place."

“…… Be! ”

Looking at the back of Yang Eucalyptus leaving, the two women didn't seem to come back to their senses yet, and they didn't respond until Yang Eucalyptus walked away, and the two looked at each other.

Senior Brother Yin Zhou...... He's dead!

As a five-star disciple of Tieshan Tower, and a leader among the five-star disciples, he died like this.

This is the vision of the internal affairs elder of the Golden Hazel Pavilion, and it is really vicious.

It's no wonder that Senior Brother Yin Zhou was turned away, but he chose to bring back a disciple from the outer gate who was not from the Golden Hazel Pavilion.

If it was said that before them, even more than them, including a group of disciples of Tieshan Tower, they were all puzzled by the Foolish Elder turning away Senior Brother Yin Zhou.

With Senior Brother Yin Zhou's talent and strength, as well as his status in the Iron Mountain Tower, if he took the initiative to choose these elders in the sect to apprentice, most of them would choose to accept it.

Only the foolish elder was so stubborn that he refused to accept him as a disciple.

Now it seems that there is a reason for it.

The strong have their own strong hands, and the green mountains outside the mountains are outside the building.

This Senior Brother Yang, where did he come from? It's so tough?!

Although they don't know, the two daughters both realized that if they can serve this senior brother well, it may be an opportunity in the future.

Soon Yang Yu returned to the small attic, but when he closed the door with his backhand, he was about to go to the quiet room on the second floor to continue the preparations for the shell raising technique that had been suspended before, but his footsteps stopped suddenly.

At some point, a figure suddenly appeared in the hall, sitting on the main seat he had sat on before, looking at him with a smile on his face.

It's a stupid old man!

"Master!"

Yang Yu immediately saluted.

He knew that the fluctuation of the battle between him and that Yin Zhou would definitely be noticed by the foolish old man, but he didn't expect the foolish old man to be so elusive.

"You're doing a good job."

The foolish old man slowly got up from his seat and walked towards Yang Yu.

In fact, when Yin Zhou died, he rushed over as soon as possible, but Yang Yu didn't notice him just now.

He didn't expect Yin Zhou's death, and neither did the plague.

Originally, in the expectations of the two, Yin Zhou, who cultivated to be greater than Yang Eucalyptus, was also stronger than Yang Eucalyptus, and the result of this battle was already conceivable.

The plague omen is not ready to stop the fool to the end, in fact, as long as Yin Zhou achieves his goal, he will definitely let the fool make a move in the end, leaving Yang Yu alive.

Otherwise, if Yang Yu died in the hands of Yin Zhou, then the two of them would be completely torn apart, and they would be enemies in the future.

With two disciples, how could they be able to influence the grievances between the two internal elders.

But no one expected that the battle had just happened, and before even two breaths, Yin Zhou suddenly disappeared......

It's like disappearing in this world all at once, completely disappearing, and even the soul disappears together!

The strength shown by Yang Eucalyptus, even they felt completely surprised.

Therefore, between the two, at the moment when Yin Zhou died, it was no longer a plague omen blocking the plague omen, but a foolish obstructing the plague omen.

After all, this is a disciple of the new income of the plague omen, and he has not yet had time to announce it to the public, and he has not even had time to perform a formal apprenticeship ceremony, so it is suddenly gone.

One can imagine what kind of emotional state the plague was at that time.

However, the plague can stop the fool, and the fool can also stop the plague.

Both of them are mantises, and no one can help anyone in a short period of time.

In the end, this matter was over, and only the plague omen left a sentence when he left:

"You'd better pray that he doesn't walk out of the mountain gate of the Golden Hazel Pavilion!"

For the words of the plague omen, the fool didn't care too much, just watched the plague omen leave the Jinzheng Tower in a huff, and there was only infinite happiness in his heart.

This disciple is really right!

Not only can he be able to help him complete his plan for Daitokuji Temple, but there is even an unexpected joy.

He had already reported the plan to the pavilion master, and after a while, when the time was ripe, Yang Yu would be sent to Dade Temple.

At that time, if Yang Yu can make achievements in the Dade Temple, it will have strategic value for the Golden Hazel Pavilion, even if the plague omen wants to make a move on him, the pavilion master will not allow it.

So he didn't worry about it at all.

Inside the small attic.

Faced with the praise of the foolish old man, Yang Yu seemed confused.

It's just killing someone, why is it still boasting? Is there anything else involved in this matter?

"You've done a good job in this matter, so you can give you a small reward as a teacher, tell me, what do you want? The foundation of my Golden Hazel Pavilion may be able to meet all your requirements! ”

The foolish old man said with a smile, the more he looked at Yang Yu now, the more satisfied he became.

And this kind of surprise?

Yang Yu obviously didn't expect it, but he just killed a Yin Zhou, and there was an unexpected joy.

Reward? What does he need?

Of course, it's the art of fate!

He has now reached the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Flesh Death, and the next step is the late stage of the Meat Death.

But if he hadn't found a suitable life path technique in advance, no matter how much his cultivation improved, he would still be stuck in the middle of the flesh death.

That's why the art of destiny is the most important.

"It would be great if the master could let the disciple choose a technique."

Yang Yu replied immediately.

"Magic? Why are you obsessed with magic? Isn't it true that there is no specialization in the arts, and there is no boundlessness in access, but you are suffering from it? ”

In this world, the more the better, precisely because of all kinds of cruel costs, if you practice too many spells, you will put yourself in danger.

This is not a good thing for any monk.

If you can practice a technique to a sufficiently proficient level, the power of specialization and the less the cost you will bear, it will be the most suitable practice method for monks.

"The exercises that a disciple practices need to rely on enough techniques to improve their cultivation."

Yang Yu did not say the name of his exercises, but just explained them like this.

The magic solution comes from the Ground Law Monument, and he has not yet figured out the origin of the Earth Law Monument, so this kind of thing is naturally to be concealed.

Although he also knew that the fewer spells and the better, but that was for others.

For him, having the ability to purify and eliminate the cost, these things that can improve his strength, the more the merrier.

But he didn't want to be foolish The old man heard Yang Yu's answer, but frowned.

"Exercises that rely on magic to improve? I can't imagine that such an ancient method of cultivation is still circulating in today's era, and you have taken a fork in the road from which there is no turning back. ”

“……”

An ancient method of practice?

Yang Yu keenly captured this keyword, and was very puzzled.

How does the magic trick relate to the ancient?

Could it be that this kind of exercise has long been eliminated in this era?

Originally, because of his satisfaction with Yang Eucalyptus, he was in a very good mood, but when he heard that Yang Eucalyptus's practice was an ancient path, he couldn't help but smile all of a sudden.

Practicing the exercises can only go one way to the dark, even if he is a mantis path, he has no way, once the exercises are practiced, they cannot be changed.

Since he has practiced such exercises, it also shows that the price and danger that Yang Yu needs to bear will be more complicated and terrifying than ordinary monks, which is not a good thing.

But since Yang Yu has made a decision, he has not stopped it.

"This is a golden order, which can open the entrance to the Golden Thread River, and there are all kinds of spells and various cultivation methods that my Golden Thread Pavilion has accumulated for countless years, this order can only be used once, and it can only let you choose one of them, be careful!"

The foolish old man handed out a palm-sized jade plaque from his hand.

"Thank you, Master!"

Yang Yu happily took it, and information about this thing suddenly appeared in front of him.

After a cursory glance, he made sure that it was the same as the foolish old man had said, and put it in the flesh burial talisman.

"Two months, there are only two months left for you, prepare early, don't slack off."

The foolish old man seemed to have lost interest, and after reminding Yang Yu, he left immediately.

"Yes!"

Seeing that the figure of the foolish old man suddenly faded and disappeared, and if it really came and went without a trace, Yang Yu fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Countless golden lights crawled around his body like ants, constantly moving in and out of his body, and Yang Yu rolled on the ground, showing an irrepressible look of pain on his face.

The acting has to play a full set, although the foolish old man is gone, but he is still spying on him.

This is the time for him to "have a cost attack", and this process will naturally have to be repeated just in case.

It wasn't until a stick of incense had passed that cold sweat had soaked Yang Eucalyptus's clothes, and his whole face became extremely pale, and his lips turned purple.

Fortunately, the "price" has disappeared, and the broken flesh and blood are quickly recovering.

Yang Yu finally took a breath, dragged his tired body, and walked towards the quiet room on the second floor.

Two months is not too much, but what should be prepared in advance must be prepared.

(End of chapter)