Chapter Seventy-One: The Dragon's Return (Second Watch)
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Yang Yi did not leave Mingyue City as soon as possible, but came to Wanhualou to find the Dongliu Son.
When I met the boy of Dongliu, he was fiddling with a pile of stones.
The stones are small, criss-crossed, seemingly messy, and seem to be very regular.
"What are you doing here?"
Yang Yiqi said.
"This is the art of Qimen Dunjia, you don't understand. The Dongliu boy said casually and continued to fiddle with the stones.
Yang Yi pouted, no matter how you look at this, it's just a superficial formation, this guy actually said that it was the technique of Qimen Dunjia.
You must know that Qimen Dunjia includes feng shui, formation, numerology, stargazing and many other Qimen techniques.
However, speaking of which, there are really some formations in Yang Yi's magic spectrum.
For example, the Peach Blossom Tree Array, the Zhou Tian Absolute God Array, the Beidou Tiangang Array, and the Wudang ...... Wait a minute.
It seems that in addition to the tune in the future, the formation can also be used to subdue the Dongliu Son.
"Dongliu, I'm leaving Bright Moon City for a while, so I want you to take care of the rudder. Yang Yi slowly opened his mouth and said the purpose of coming.
"Okay! No problem, I just happened to be in a panic lately!" Dongliu looked up and said, agreeing very simply.
"That's it, then thank you!" Yang Yi hugged his fists and thanked: "By the way, I have a song here, its subtlety is not under the arrogant song, so I'll give it to you!"
As he spoke, he took out a few pieces of paper full of symbols.
This is the song that Yang Yi had written silently last night - the ambush song on all sides.
"What?" the eyes of the East Stream widened, and then as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, they reached out and snatched the tune.
Holding it in his hand and watching it carefully, he found that this piece was indeed as exquisite as the song of Xiaoao Jianghu, but it was suitable for guzheng and pipa instruments.
However, he had the confidence to change it into a piano song.
"You...... How many tunes do you have?" asked Dongliu excitedly.
Such a delicate song is just a song, but Yang Yi casually took out another song.
This shocked him too much.
"Well, it's just a dozen songs!" Yang Yi scratched his head and said.
"What! a dozen songs?" Dongliu suddenly exclaimed.
As one of the four princes, his demeanor is gone: "Hurry up, give it all to me, give it all to me." ”
His expression was a little crazy.
"Hey...... It's not impossible to give it to you. Yang Yi said: "It's just that I need you to surrender to me, to put it simply, to be my subordinate." ”
That knows.
"What did you say?"
Dongliu Gongzi's tone suddenly chilled,
Yang Yi didn't think about it, he took a few steps back, and saw that the Dongliu boy didn't make a move, so he said.
"Don't be angry, listen to me. ”
"You can not agree, but the matter of the tune is impossible, you become my rudder to worship, I can give you two tunes, it is already considered benevolent and righteous. ”
"So, I advise you to think about it and give an answer, I think, you should know what a dozen songs like smiling and proud of the rivers and lakes mean to you who are proficient in music killing. ”
Yang Yi said again and again.
When the Dongliu boy heard this, his face changed several times, and then he snorted coldly:
"Hmph, aren't you afraid, I arrested you and forced you to hand over the tune?"
"Well, you can give it a try. Yang Yi shrugged indifferently.
Dongliu couldn't help frowning, and his face was gloomy and fell into deep thought.
Seeing this, Yang Yi did not urge, but left quietly.
After a period of getting along, coupled with the temptation of more than a dozen tunes, Yang Yi dared to say what he just said.
It's just that you can't push the Dongliu son too hard, otherwise with the Dongliu style of both good and evil, it is really possible to catch it and torture him to extract a confession.
Therefore, he was ready to give Dongliu enough time to think about it, and when he returned from the sect, it would not be too late to ask Dongliu for an answer.
Without staying too long, Yang Yi left Mingyue City, rode his horse and galloped, heading straight towards Daqing Mountain.
Nothing to say all the way.
Yang Yi walked on the mountain road, looking at the Flying Immortal Sword Palace on the top of the mountain. A sense of pride suddenly arose in my heart.
When I first entered the gas storage when I went, I didn't achieve anything, but when I came, I had already stored the gas perfectly, and I came with the name of Tianjiao in the future.
The so-called dragon homing is nothing more than that!
Come to think of it, with his current name, it should be enough to make the sect pay attention to it, right?
In front of the mountain gate.
The disciple guarding the mountain saw Yang Yi who was climbing the stairs, and was stunned for a moment.
If it is said that when he was in the inner door, Yang Yi's arrogant provocation of Yu Caiyi only made everyone remember his words.
Then, Yang Yi's "Wind and Thunder Sword" in Mingyue City, as well as the name of Tianjiao in the future, made everyone admire him very much, and among them, it was mixed with admiration.
After all, not everyone can make a name for themselves in the rivers and lakes in the Qi Storage Realm, and no one is qualified to be called the future Tianjiao.
"I've seen Senior Brother Yang Yi!"
"I've seen Senior Brother Yang Yi!"
The two mountain guards immediately saluted respectfully.
"Hard work!" Yang Yi nodded lightly, and then walked into the mountain gate.
As soon as he walked into the outer gate, Yang Yi attracted a group of disciples to watch.
Immediately, one to ten, ten to hundred.
The entire outer door was instantly sensational.
All the disciples gathered here, and the black pressed a large area, some came to ask Yang Yi for martial arts, and some just wanted to see Yang Yi's style.
Among them, there are Wu Wanshan and Song Li, but Mu Yun is missing.
As soon as the two saw Yang Yi, they pulled Yang Yi enthusiastically and walked towards the third courtyard.
The surrounding disciples also followed with hulala.
Yang Yi really had no choice, so he promised the disciples that he would collectively instruct everyone to learn martial arts tonight, so that these disciples would disperse.
Subsequently, Yang Yi, Wu Wanshan, and Song Li came to Yang Yi's previous room in the Third Courtyard.
Wu Wanshan kept this room for Yang Yi all the time, and did not let anyone live in it again.
"Senior Brother Yang Yi, you are now in the sect, but you are famous, even the head of the sect has personally praised you, saying that you are the hope of the rise of this sect!" Wu Wanshan said with admiration on his face.
"There, it's just luck!" Yang Yi waved his hand and said, then his face showed doubts: "By the way, what about that guy Mu Yun?"
"He's already been promoted to an inner disciple!" Song Li said with a little envy.
Yang Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this.
This Mu Yun's qualifications seem to be excellent.
Immediately, the three of them chatted freely, and drank a few jars of good wine in the middle.
And Yang Yi also learned from them that the Yimeng he created single-handedly had unified the outer sect, and all the outer disciples had joined the Yimeng, which was undoubtedly an unprecedented feat in the sect.
Meantime.
Yang Yi also learned that the task of the inner disciples to collectively suppress the bandits had failed!
This made Yang Yi a little unbelievable.
You must know that more than a thousand inner disciples, plus Elder Fang of the Innate Realm, failed to succeed in suppressing the bandits.
When did this alliance of eighteen bandits become so powerful? (To be continued.) )