"I don't have a bad impression of you, and besides, for the sake of my uncle, I, Liu Qingqing, will tell you one thing, that is, someone wants to trouble you.

You have been a little more careful recently, there are a few inner disciples, probably because you use the Immortal Ascension Order to get started, and it is particularly unpleasant, so you instigate a powerful figure among the disciples to lose your face.

Although you are very powerful, that guy is definitely not your opponent, but that guy is not a decent gentleman, he is very good at intrigue or something, you must be more careful, and that guy, called Mao Yong, is a guy who cultivates both the Dharma and the body.

Their family's family has a very extraordinary alchemy technique, and Uncle Qingyuan has praised their family's alchemy skills?

The girl spoke quickly, waved her hand after speaking, and in the blink of an eye, she rose into the air, shook in the air a few times, and no shadow could be seen.

Ye Quan, who was a little dumbfounded, looked at the direction the girl left in a daze, and secretly felt: "This girl, why is she talking so fast!"

It seems that she said that her name is Liu Qingqing, and she also said that she had seen it three days ago, oh, by the way, the man and woman she met in the Zangjing Pavilion.

At that time, because of the distance, I didn't take a closer look, just swept it, but I didn't pay much attention to her appearance.

"It's just that she said that someone wants to trouble me, and this seems to be a thing, but I have only seen it once from afar, why did she come to ventilate herself? That disciple named Mao Yong seems to have to pay attention. He is still a double cultivator of the Dharma body, which is even better. I'm worried that I can't find an opponent to practice and learn, but this is a good opportunity. Experience is all played, and only by fighting more can we not put up empty shelves. ”

Ye Quan shook his spirits. His eyes were shining, and he couldn't help whispering: "Mao Yong, hurry up and find fault!"

Half a day later, there was another knock on the door of Yequan Cave.

When Ye Quan opened the door, he saw a man with a kind smile on his face.

This man, tall and tall. Dressed in the black and gold clothes of a descendant disciple, he was supported by his good physique, which was very temperamental.

"This is the little uncle, right? Next, Mao Yong, is the descendant disciple of this sect, the first seat of Guiyuan Peak, and the Qingfu elder who is in charge of punishment is the family teacher. "Tall man. In a tone that didn't match his figure at all, he said calmly.

Ye Quan's brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but think secretly: "Liu Qingqing said, didn't Mao Yong come to find fault, why is this guy talking so sourly, and he still picks out the backstage, what the hell is he doing?"

Staring at Mao Yong. Ye Quan nodded slightly.

"Hehe, I'll just say. Those rabbit cubs, after inquiring for a long time, only learned about the Xuanyu Cave, there should be no mistake. Ah, that's good. I learned, Uncle Junior. Divine skills, with real skills, the token of the immortal order, directly entered the inner gate and became a disciple of the inner door. After that, he relied on his whiskers to shoot the horse, and somehow, he let the dignified Xuanming master and uncle be blinded, and even accepted a guy who was so good at slapping horses, as an apprentice, and lived in the Xuanyu Cave, hehe.

Then I just want to ask, this little uncle in front of me, are you willing, move to the Xuanwu Palace, let's try our skills, prove, whether you are 'miraculous'? Oh, I just don't know, does the little uncle have a sudden attack of a vicious disease, and needs to lie down for ten days and a half months, let's fight again after ten days and a half months, it's okay, I can wait?"

The expression on Ye Quan's face did not change in the slightest, it was expressionless, and he was right, and then, he trembled the brow on his left eye slightly, and couldn't help but use a strange look, combined with the gesture of touching his chin with his hand, to observe it carefully.

He really found that this guy is too eloquent and scolds people without a single dirty word.

"Good!"

Ye Quan nodded in response.

Although it was a little different from what he expected, Ye Quan still did it according to his previous plan.

When going out, because of the physical body's restriction on mana, the door could not be opened, and in front of the enemy, it seemed very unwise to directly expose the situation that the divine soul could use mana, so Ye Quan took out his copper three-reed lock and the iron chain again.

Bang!

The iron chain passes through two circular metal rings, encircles it, and the copper lock is inserted and locked.

Ye Quan finished all this with an expressionless face and walked forward directly, at this time, in the grass near the door, there was a burst of laughter like a tsunami.

The laughter came and went, and it was very exaggerated.

Ye Quan was still expressionless, just glanced back at the guy named Mao Yong.

Mao Yong waved his hand lightly towards the grass, made a silent movement, and couldn't help but say softly: "Uncle Xiao is an elder after all, we must know how to respect the old and love the young, how can we laugh at him like this?"

After speaking, Mao Yong laughed, laughed even more exaggeratedly, and tears burst into tears.

It wasn't very long that everyone appeared in the Xuanwu Palace, where they competed with each other.

The reason why he was unhappy was naturally because Ye Quan couldn't blatantly use mana to fly, so he could only walk.

The crowd didn't know how to do it, but they kept following.

None of them left early.

Ye Quan thought to himself, these guys are sick.

At this time, Mao Yong was also a little depressed, for fear that this little uncle would run away in fear, he could be regarded as accompanying him to the end.

Xuanwu Palace, as an important place in the Yin Ghost Sect.

The same door is a martial arts, and the natural construction is extremely thoughtful.

The land alone occupies a full mountain peak.

From the foot of the mountain, to the mountainside, and finally to the top of the mountain.

There are many sites, divided into different cultivation levels, the foot of the mountain is used by the outer disciples, the inner disciples use the site on the mountainside, and the descendants are the site where the top of the mountain is selected.

Although the site is located on the top of a mountain, the area is also extremely large, and the top of the mountain seems to have been cut with a knife, and it is extremely flat.

Above, more than a dozen stone platforms were built, and around the stone platforms, there were all kinds of strange and complex, turning and turning lines.

After being stimulated by a special person, the entire stone platform can also excite a pale white circle of light, completely enveloping the stone platform to prevent the residual power of the spell from hurting the people watching the battle.

Ye Quan stood on the martial arts platform of the martial arts arena and swept around the crowd of people who surrounded the outer three layers inside and the outer three layers.

I couldn't help but regret it in my heart.

It seems that Mao Yong has really made all the preparations in advance, but how can he be so confident that he will definitely be able to defeat me.

Regardless of whether you win or lose, for a period of time after that, I am afraid that it will not be easy to become the talking point of others.

Shaking his head slightly, being in the spotlight, in Ye Quan's mind, it is definitely the worst situation, because being noticed by others, there will definitely be pressure, and it will appear to be passive in everything, it is difficult to deal with all kinds of problems encountered by himself calmly and objectively, no matter what others think, he feels so.

"I didn't expect it, my little uncle, I would find so many people to watch the battle, today, I must let you know how happy it is to go through the back door. Mao Yong smiled, a chill appeared on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He sneered in his heart, "If you just enter the inner gate and become an ordinary inner disciple, I don't bother to care about you, but you also worship under the door of Master Xuanming's uncle, let me be a son of Tianjiao, call you uncle, don't you be too idle?" Today, you must be good-looking!"

At the edge of the crowd under the stage, a man and a woman stopped to watch, and there was a vacant place around them, which seemed very special, and the two of them watched the battle calmly, not pointing at Ye Quan's location like the people next to them, with a look of disdain, but looking at Mao Yong's gaze, revealing a trace of sympathy. (To be continued......)