"Yes, senior!" Yang Mingyang replied cautiously again. The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and Yang Mingyang immediately felt a strong pressure that made him unable to stand, and sat on the ground again.

"You are a man, you don't have the strength to protect your relatives, you don't have the ability to avenge your relatives, you don't want to make yourself strong, hide on the top of this mountain and be a coward, are you worthy of the people who care about you? After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared, and this person came and went very abruptly, as if he had never appeared. Yang Mingyang sat on the ground in a daze, thinking about the words of this middle-aged man, in the past three years, everyone who came had persuaded him to cheer him up, but with little effect, but the scolding of the middle-aged man who had never known him suddenly made him brighter. Yes, if you don't cheer up, how can you avenge your relatives if you don't work hard to become stronger, how can you protect the people around you, do you still let your relatives be killed by others in front of your eyes like a little pepper?

Thinking of this, Yang Mingyang couldn't help but feel ashamed of his decadence in the past three years, he stood up, saluted the air, and said loudly: "Thank you seniors for your advice, the kid has been taught!"

At the door of the Bright Moon League, two gatekeeper disciples stood at the door, a little bored. Suddenly, as if they had discovered something, they immediately rejoiced, and then they refreshed themselves and stood upright. It turned out that they saw that the alliance leader who had lived on the top of Sunset Peak for three years and had not returned had actually returned. Yang Mingyang walked into the sect, like a gust of spring breeze to rejuvenate this small sect, many listless disciples immediately became excited, he greeted happily, and then while passing on the happy news, he was energetic to do what he had to do. Because their backbone, their idol, the leader of the alliance, Yang Mingyang, is back. The elders who got the news came out one after another, and everyone had a heartfelt smile on their faces, welcoming Yang Mingyang back to the sect hall like a star arching moon. Hearing everyone introduce the development of various departments in the alliance, and knowing that the strength of the Mingyue League has increased a lot, among these small sects in the surrounding area, it is second to none, Yang Mingyang felt very relieved.

In front of the stele, there was a handsome young man in blue, who was Yang Mingyang. After staying in the Bright Moon Alliance for more than a month, seeing that all departments in the alliance could proceed step by step, he left the Bright Moon Alliance, spent half a day, and returned to Fengyunmen. Walked into Fengyunmen, came to the small courtyard where he lived, and left for a few years, the small courtyard was still clean and tidy, and it seemed that the outer disciples in the door were quite responsible. In the following days, Yang Mingyang returned to the same days when he first arrived at Fengyunmen, meditating and cultivating, and going to the library to read various classics. Fengyunmen is a famous sect, located in Fengyun Mountain, where the aura is abundant, and the aura in the door is certainly not comparable to a small sect like the Mingyue League. Therefore, Yang Mingyang's cultivation speed here was very fast, and he quickly consolidated his cultivation at the top of Sunset Peak, where he was not in the mood to consolidate the eightfold cultivation of Qi Refining.

On this day, after cultivating, Yang Mingyang thought that the spirit runes and thunderbolt balls he had attacked at one time in the previous fights had been used up, and he decided to go to the sect's warehouse to exchange for a batch of similar items. Everything in the sect's warehouse was still the same, and Yang Mingyang successfully exchanged a few spirit runes with strong offensive and defensive abilities and a few thunderbolt balls that he liked to use the most, and almost used up all the sect's contribution points. Just as he was about to leave the small warehouse courtyard, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Little friend, do you have time to have a drink with me!" Yang Mingyang looked up, and it was the sloppy middle-aged man who was drinking in the small courtyard of the warehouse all day long, Yang Mingyang had never been able to see through this person's cultivation before, but now that his strength has improved, he can barely judge that this person is the peak cultivation of the foundation, and his strength is infinitely close to the Jindan period. I don't know why such a master doesn't go to cultivation and impact Jindan cultivation, but he is drunk here all day long. He looked up and looked around, but he didn't see anyone else, so he bowed down and asked, "Uncle Shi is calling a disciple?" The sloppy middle-aged man raised his head, revealing a red face: "Of course it's you, it's a little boring to drink alone, can you drink together?" Yang Mingyang rarely drank alcohol before, since Duanmu Jiyue passed away, in the sunset peak for three years, he often drank alone to the moon when he fell into grief, and now he is also a little greedy for the things in this cup. After hesitating, he immediately replied: "Even if Uncle Shi has this Yaxing, of course the disciple is happy to accompany him." ”

Yang Mingyang walked in front of the sloppy middle-aged man, sat down on a stone bench in front of him, the sloppy middle-aged man stretched out his hand, and a turquoise wine glass appeared in his hand, he put the turquoise wine glass in front of Yang Mingyang, picked up the wine glass, and poured a glass for Yang Mingyang. Stretched out his finger and pointed to the wine glass and said, "Little friend taste, how about my wine?" Yang Mingyang was not polite, picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, then closed his eyes, and savored it, when the wine was just entered, it was very cold, and soon after entering the throat, it turned into a hot stream flowing in the abdomen, like a flame burning in the abdomen. After a long time, he opened his eyes and said: "Good wine, is this wine 'fire in ice'?" Hearing Yang Mingyang say this, the sloppy middle-aged man immediately came to his senses: "I can't imagine that this kid of yours also has a study of wine, so can you tell me how this wine is made?" Yang Mingyang often went to look through various classics in the door, and saw the introduction of this wine, so he replied: "Since Uncle Shi asked, the disciple tried to talk about it, if it is wrong, I hope Uncle Shi will correct it!" This wine is carefully brewed with more than a hundred years of ice and fire grass and nine star pepper and other more than a dozen kinds of ice and fire two attributes of spirit grass and spirit fruit, added to the millennium ice, the entrance is extremely ice, and after entering the throat, the fierce is revealed, burning like a fire in the abdomen, so it is called 'fire in the ice', this wine has a promotion effect on the monk's water and fire two spiritual powers, the uncle looked at the disciple and said right?" The sloppy middle-aged man listened to Yang Mingyang's words, and was happy: "Yes, yes, bosom friends are rare, let's have a drink." As he spoke, he took the cup in his hand and drank it all, and Yang Mingyang also drank the wine in the cup, carefully experiencing the feeling of the two spiritual powers of water and fire slowly growing in his body.

In this way, while drinking and chatting, the two became familiar with each other after a while, and Yang Mingyang gradually got rid of his nervousness, he took out a wine jug from the storage bag and gave the sloppy middle-aged man a drink: "Uncle Shi, you also taste the disciple's wine." When the sloppy middle-aged man saw it, he didn't hesitate, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip. After a while, he said, "Fifty years of monkey drunkenness, this wine is good." "Monkey drunk is made by wild monkeys in the mountains, this is Yang Mingyang in the sunset peak for three years, Xiao Yi became the king of beasts from the mountains, an old ape dedicated to it of fine wine, although not as sloppy middle-aged people's 'fire in ice', it is also a rare good wine. The common hobby shortened the distance between the two, and the two talked very devotedly, from what they saw and heard to their cultivation experience, and they chatted happily. Unconsciously, two hours have passed, and seeing that the time is late, Yang Mingyang said: "I talked with my uncle today, and I gained a lot, but today the hour is late, and the disciple will leave!" The sloppy middle-aged man looked up at the sky, and his face showed an unfinished look: "It's been a long time since anyone drank with me, I'm very happy today, I think so, that's the end of today, you often come to drink two glasses with me in the future, do you think it's feasible?" This is actually what Yang Mingyang was looking forward to, and he immediately happily agreed.