True Martial World

Yi Yun knows the secrets of Long Ding, so everything that the gods will do, he will carefully consider and consider what traps may exist in this, what is the ultimate purpose of this old guy.

As for the red boy before he said, he will do his best, and he wants to find someone to inherit the slogan such as robes. Yi Yunru believes that he is stupid.

He knows that this old guy is very ambitious. Just look at the way he handles Long Ding. You can see one or two. How can such a person take out all of his own and pave the way for future generations?

"He received this disciple..."

Yi Yun looks at the wind and clouds, silent, this boy, I am afraid there are special things.

Yi Yun thought complicated, but other Wan Shenling disciples would not consider so much. For them, what the ancestors did was their biggest chance.

The inheritance of the ancestors, but they are dreaming.

"Old ancestors!" A pro-disciple disciple succumbed to the ground. "If you can get the materials on the list, can you have the opportunity to practice your ancestors' "Nan-Nerve"?"

"Wan Nerve" is famous in Wanshenling. This is the highest school of the ancestors of the gods. In general, Wanshenling is a pro-disciple, only the opportunity to practice the first three parts of "Wan Nerve". As for the last three, you need to use Zongmen. Contributing to redemption, the price is staggering.

This time, the ancestors took out the list, which is undoubtedly an opportunity.

The red boy said: "Million nerves are nothing, as long as you can do it, not only "Million nerves", my life's array, alchemy, I have baked millions of years of magic, can be taught For you guys!"

The red boy talked about this and everyone was very excited.

They all speculated that the ancestors were afraid of refining what is essential to the remedy, so that they would make such a bloody, this opportunity they must seize.

Their family, rooted in Jinghai for millions of years or even tens of thousands of years, the family's heritage, the roots of the complex network are very deep, want to find things, there is always a way.

"Xie Laozu! I wish my ancestors and the heavens and the earth to live together, the sun and the moon with the same!"

Everyone was deeply worshipped, and the red boy boy waved his hand. "You all go down. If there is news, you can report to the head and tell Yunyang."

Tell Feng Yunyang?

People have looked at Feng Yunyang with complicated eyes. Feng Yunyang is now only the heir to the head, but he has already been in a state of detachment. He is above these pro-disciples and the core elders!

There is no doubt that whether they are willing or not, the glory of the ancestors will become the third person of Wanshenling!

I noticed that everyone in the room was embarrassed and dissatisfied. Feng Yunyang stood up and said: "You are in the same door!"

"I Feng Yunyang suffers from the cultivation of the master, in order to have this step today, I have not practiced for a long time. Many of you here are my brothers and sisters, but the martial arts do not look at age. In this world, the strong are respected! I am apart. Outside the cultivation of martial arts, there is also a small achievement in the formation of the tactics! If any of the brothers and sisters have some experience, I would like to listen to them!"

Although the mood of Feng Yunyang seems to be amiable, he said that he is looking for someone to give pointers. In fact, people know that Feng Yunyang is demonstrating.

As a close disciple of the ancestors, he is certainly talented, and with the cultivation of his ancestors, the resources he enjoys are not comparable to everyone. In this case, how many dare to point him?

For a time, no one spoke at the scene, Feng Yangyang mouth slightly tilted, very satisfied with the reaction of everyone.

As an outsider, he suddenly became the heir to the head. Of course, he knows that these people are not convinced in their hearts. If they are not convinced, they will only increase their superiority in sitting in this position!

"Cangwu, Yunyang Shiyi first arrived at Wanshenling, clothing, food and shelter, you arrange for him." Wanshenling headed the door, and the heir to the replacement of himself, Wansangling still smiles. I don't know what he is thinking.

"Yes! Master."

A conference ended here. After the ancestors left, people left the hall.

When Yi Yun left, he could clearly feel that several murders locked himself. These murders came from the Song family and the Zhang family.

There are ancestors and heads, they don't dare to make them, but this does not mean they will let Yi Yun.

Yi Yun did not pay attention to it. He returned to Shenyuelou, entered the cultivation room, opened the array, and isolated the surveillance of the head of Wanshenling. Then he put the "Dayan Lingzhou" in the space ring, etc. The income has fallen into the tower of the gods and sealed up.

Although Yi Yun could not hand over his space ring to Zhang Jia and Song Jia, but these things are still well collected.

After everything was completed, Yi Yun began to meditate and practice. Now in Wanshenling, the situation he faces can be described almost in all directions.

Yi Yun has already seen it, because he has awakened the failure of Long Ding, and the head of Wansiling has not put him in his heart.

In addition, Song Jia and Zhang Jia guessed that they had killed Zhang Wuchen and Song Bowen. His situation was very bad.

Now, he can only seize the time to practice, waiting for the old snake to act, and the old snake should be outside.

Just then, outside the practice room, there was a voice from Qingwen: "You son, come out soon, someone outside is looking for you."

“Well?” Yi Yun’s eyebrows were picked. Under normal circumstances, after he entered the training room, Duanmu Qingwen would not bother him. Could it be that the Zhang family and the Song family came?

He opened the array of practice rooms, strode out, and saw in a blink of an eye, standing outside a group of people dressed in management clothes.

Headed by a middle-aged man with a splayed character, it looks like a shopkeeper in a **** shop.

His cultivation is not high, and his face is full of laughter, not like the Zhang family, the Song family.

This eight-character Hu middle-aged person took a ritual to Yi Yun. He seemed to be coping with it. He said: "Yi Gongzi, I am here to give you a message. If it is convenient, please move out of Shen Yuelou as soon as possible. Let's go."

“Well?” Yi Yun frowned, “What!?”

The eight-character Hu middle-aged man was embarrassed and stunned. "I also executed the order. Before the master of the ancestors let the celestial adults arrange the residence of Feng Yunyang, the old man said that the best place to live in the entire pro-disciple area is Shen. Yue Lou, asked the wind son to want to live, Feng Jianzi nodded, and the vast adult arranged him to come to you."

"The order came to me. I can't do anything. Shenyuelou is such a place. I can't change it anymore. You see...Is it easy to move the position of Yigongzi to give us a convenience? ”

The eight-character Hu middle-aged man said with a smile, although he smiled humblely, but Yi Yun saw it, and his smile was somewhat interesting.

It seems that the sky has said something to him. He also knows that although he is still a disciple, he has not been seen by the head.