My Master Is a God

When Yang Yiyun heard Zhao Wuling's words, he recalled in his mind the incident of deliberately giving Jinglong Pill to their father and son. He heard that that time, Zhao Wuling pushed an old woman. Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but want to laugh. ?

But it's funny, now and then, since he agreed to Zhao Nan to let Zhao Wuling and the Zhao family's children enter Yunmen, he couldn't let Zhao Wuling, a Yanjing dandy, ruin the atmosphere of Yunmen.

Narrowing his eyes, he looked at Zhao Wuling and said, "How many Dragon Essence Pills do you want?"

Zhao Wuling's face lit up with joy and he blurted out: "Hey, brother-in-law, is it possible to have three?"

"No problem, open your mouth." Yang Yiyun sneered.

Zhao Wuling opened his mouth almost subconsciously.

Yang Yiyun immediately took action like lightning, took out three Jinglong Pills from the Qiankun Pot and stuffed them into Zhao Wuling's mouth. Then he reached out and sealed the meridians all over Zhao Wuling's body, making Zhao Wuling's body stare at the spot.

This one is acupuncture.

It's also a coincidence that the Jinglong Pill is an elixir that improves aspects of men. For ancient warriors, it is Jisuke. Yang Yiyun has rarely refined the Jinglong Pill except for the first batch. Now he has the Jinglong Pill in his hand. The last time I taught Taoist Fang how to make alchemy, the furnace of Jinglong Dan that I refined was kept in the Qiankun Pot in order to practice alchemy for Taoist Fang.

It's a good day today, it comes in handy.

How could Yang Yiyun not know what Zhao Wuling, a dandy from Yanjing, was thinking? When he heard that he was asking him for Jinglong Pill regardless of life and death, Yang Yiyun decided to punish his uncle.

Yang Yiyun would never allow Zhao Wuling to corrupt the atmosphere of Yunmen.

Since he dared to ask for it, Yang Yiyun gave it to him, but this gift was directly put into Zhao Wuling's mouth.

"Ah, brother-in-law, please stop joking, right?" Zhao Wuling's body was immobilized by Yang Yiyun, but his mouth did not affect his speech.

He never expected that Yang Yiyun would directly stuff three Jinglong Pills into his mouth.

The body couldn't move, but Zhao Wuling was frightened half to death. From the sneer on Yang Yiyun's face, how could he not see that his recklessness made his brother-in-law angry?

Although he was a playboy, he was not without brains. He thought to himself that this was Yunmen, Yang Yiyun's hometown, and Yang Yiyun was the leader of Yunmen. Asking him for the Jinglong Pill was a complete failure.

"Haha, don't you think so? I'll feed it directly into my mouth. How easy it is. If it's not enough, I have a few more for you." Yang Yiyun said with a smile.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun's smiling face looked like a devil in Zhao Wuling's eyes.

Zhao Wuling said in a tearful tone: "Brother-in-law, I know I was wrong, please let go quickly, otherwise I will explode~" Zhao Wuling was really anxious. After taking the three Jinglong Pills, he couldn't find a woman to do it with. The antidote, he is a modern eunuch.

Immediately tears came down.

Yang Yiyun snorted coldly and said: "This is Yunmen. Although Yunmen was established not long ago, Yunmen also has rules. For Zhao Nan's sake, I won't argue with you, but you will still accept the punishment today. Just hold on for two hours. Let’s talk after two hours. If you see me in the future, call the sect master. If I see you fooling around and leading the sect into bad ways, I will castrate you directly.”

After speaking, Yang Yiyun turned around and left, ignoring Zhao Wuling again.

After experiencing a catastrophe of life and death, Yang Yiyun figured out many issues. Sects must have rules. In the past, they were too casual, but from now on, as the number of Yunmen members increases, he will establish a square circle.

Otherwise, if something big happens in the future, you will suffer a big loss.

Once something goes wrong, it's not just his problem, it's other people who are even more afraid.

"Brother-in-law~ I was wrong, please spare me, I am dead, brother-in-law~ Sect Master..." Zhao Wuling saw Yang Yiyun turn and leave, and suddenly shouted anxiously.

But Yang Yi ignored him and did not let this boy Zhao Wuling have a longer memory. He might play some tricks in Yunmen in the future. Yunmen has a big disciple Duguhui, which is enough, but these two people together can go to heaven. go.

Yang Yiyun didn't see the three spiritual beasts when he went up the mountain this time, but he missed them a little. He thought he must have entered the deep mountains.

The old man, the Master of Wine, was still lying on the big stone and watching Erlang's legs drinking.

"Boy Yun, come up and drink with me~"

The old man said quietly.

Yang Yiyun knew that he would not be able to take care of him when he arrived, so he grinned, sat next to the old man Jiu Xian, grabbed his wine gourd and started drinking.

"It's a waste of time for you to drink like this, leave some for me." The old man Jiuxian said immediately when he saw Yang Yiyun drinking.

"Hehe, Great Elder, I will give you the best wine from now on~"

"The old man likes to hear this~"

An old man and a young man chatted all over the place. When Yang Yiyun listened to the old man Jiuxian, he was still as confused as before, saying something sober and confused.

But there are many topics to talk about.

Yang Yiyun didn't say thank you to the old man Jiuxian. At this moment, the two of them were drinking, more like a pair of old friends.

After a gourd of wine, the old man Jiuxian said coldly: "Your aura is getting weirder and weirder now, and the evil aura on your body is very heavy. If you have time, go to the secret place of the Xiantian Taoist Temple to sharpen the evil aura on you. I will cultivate you in the long run." It’s no good.”

When he said this, Yang Yiyun looked at the old man Jiu Xian's cloudy eyes and couldn't see how crazy he was from time to time.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and asked: "What kind of place is the so-called secret place of the innate dojo on the Great Elder's earth?"

"It's nothing special. It's just a place where some strange things are buried. You'll know when you go there." The old man, the Wine Fairy, opened another puddle of wine and took a sip.

Yang Yiyun could tell that the old man Jiuxian didn't want to say anything more, but he caught a hint of light in his eyes.

The Xiantian Taoism Conference will start in three months, it’s almost here anyway, you’ll know when you go and have a look.

Just when Yang Yiyun and the old man Jiu Xian were talking about the secret place of Taoism, at the same time, an old man with a white beard stood in front of a cave entrance halfway up a mountainside in Kunlun Tianshan where snow never melted all year round. Snow was flying all over the sky, but there was not a single flake. Snowflakes fell on the old man.

This person is the headmaster of Kunlun Sect, one of the eight ancient sects in China - Qing Xuzi.

A young man who looked like he was in his twenties came from a distance through the snow.

If anyone sees it, they will be surprised to find that this young man came step by step in the snow, but he left no footprints and no trace of his steps in the snow.

This young man has elegant sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He is dressed in snow-white Taoist robes. His face seems calm, but his eyes are bright, like stars shining in the sky, and they are very deep. His whole figure is like a sheathed sword, giving People have the illusion that a sharp sword can cut through the sky when it is unsheathed.

Calmness and vigor coexist in young people.

Soon the young man landed in front of the old man Bai, bowed his hands and saluted: "Greetings to the master, I don't know what the master summoned him for."

Qing Xuzi turned his head when he heard that, with a charitable smile on his face, he looked at the young man and said, "Qingren Kunlun Yuxu can reach the state of walking on the snow without leaving a trace, not bad."

Qing Xuzi loved and valued Zhan Qingren, a closed disciple, and his martial arts talent was better than that of others. He trained Zhan Qingren as his successor.

"It's all due to Master's teachings." Zhan Qingren said with a smile, but his eyes were full of pride.

"Okay, you are not as good at flattering as your senior brothers. I would like to ask you, do you know who our Kunlun general is who has cultivated the Jade Xubu to the highest level?" Qingxuzi asked.

The man from Zhanqing put away his smile and replied respectfully: "It's my Kunlun master, Uncle Leiting~"

"Yes, although you are known as a martial arts genius whose talent has been catching up with your great uncles for hundreds of years, and may even surpass you, you cannot be complacent and arrogant. In today's world, you are not the only ones with the top ten innate monsters. You are just superficial. As a fish out of the water, you must know that in addition to fish, there are also dragons in the deep water. There has always been no shortage of talented geniuses in the ancient martial arts world.

For example, among the people of your generation, Uncle Lei Ting, there are ten people with innate titles. Unfortunately, some of them died a century ago and others disappeared. Your uncle Lei Ting is no exception. He has been missing for a dozen years.

But these days, I have received news that a Cloud Gate has emerged in the ancient martial arts world. In this Cloud Gate, there is a crazy old man who is addicted to alcohol. I want you to go and see for yourself what is going on. "

When the Zhanqing man heard this, he was shocked and blurted out: "Master, do you doubt that the old man in Yunmen who is addicted to alcohol is my uncle? This is wrong. My uncle has been missing for a while. If he showed up, he should have returned long ago. We are in Kunlun, why are we in a small sect?"