"Is there really no other way?" Even with Yu Yue's temperament, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, and his face even turned a little pale.
Gu Liancheng's face showed an unbearable look: "Yu Yue, the matter in the lower realm may not be as serious as you think. In this case, when the dragon tribe comes, the demon tribe may have a way for you to return to the lower realm. Since there is no way now, you might as well survive. Practice.”
"Of course, there is no harm in having a higher level of cultivation. You are still too weak now." The old man in purple shirt also spoke to comfort him. After hearing this, Yu Yue nodded.
Instead of being like an ant on a hot pot, it is better to improve your cultivation quickly. He had been coming to the Sky Palace for some time, but he had never gone to the library, which was the most important in his heart. After feeling calmer, Yu Yue bowed his hands to the two seniors.
"Seniors, I wonder where our sect's library is? I want to learn about the spiritual world."
"That's right, impatience is the biggest taboo in everything. With such a temper at such an age, the Dragon Clan has produced an amazing little guy." The old man in purple shirt smiled with satisfaction, and then Gu Liancheng handed over a token Placed on the stone table.
"Go east from Zifeng, and you will see the Sutra Pavilion. With this token, you have no access to the Sutra Pavilion. Go ahead."
"Thank you two seniors."
Yu Yue handed over his hand again, then picked up the token and left. His expression was calm, but his steps were still hurried.
Gu Liancheng shook his head: "There is love and justice, but... returning to the lower realm is not easy?"
"The Dragon Clan should have a way. After all, they brought all the juniors back from the lower world." The old man in purple shirt and the old god were sipping tea: "I just don't know what happened to the world where this little guy ascended. Son."
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At this time, a grand and sparse attic appeared in front of Yu Yue. Isn't this the library of Tianzion Palace? Just as he was about to enter the library, an unharmonious voice sounded... Yu Laosi frowned instantly.
It pricked my ears immediately!
"Zifeng disciple? You are so weak... What do you want to do instead of hiding in Zifeng and run to the Sutra Pavilion? Is this a place you can come to?"
Yu Yue raised his eyelids and saw an extraordinary young man wearing a crimson robe and holding a folding fan. Behind him were two or three younger brothers in the same crimson robes who were looking at him with a playful expression.
This is obviously a disciple of Hongfeng, and... this guy should be a new disciple too, right? I have been so favored by so many stars since I just started, it seems that I have a lot of background.
Looking at his appearance, well, he does look like a dog, but except for Senior Brother Murong, if this guy's appearance is compared with the monsters in Zifeng, I'm afraid he won't even be as good as a piece of shit! Especially the thin lips that ruined the beauty of the entire face, giving this person a bit more meanness.
"Why not?"
Yu Yue showed a warm smile that was as warm as the spring breeze in March or the warm sun in winter. Good guy... If the creatures who are familiar with Yu Yue see this smile, they will definitely know that there is a certain bad child... who is going to be unlucky. .
"Ouch! What else can you do? Just because we, Mr. Zhang, said that your cultivation level is low and as weak as an ant, do you understand?" A younger brother immediately came over and grabbed Yu Yue's shoulders. Countless people were watching the show wearing various colors. The disciples in Yipao were also watching the show.
The eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Yi, broke through to the tenth level of the holy realm at the age of ninety. He is a genius! Coupled with the powerful reputation of the Zhang family, Zhang Yi was able to lead three disciples of the family with extraordinary talents and also entered the Red Peak.
Faced with such a thing...even some old disciples don't want to provoke him. Mainly not because of his family background, but because of his talent.
It is said that those who are less than a hundred years old are gifted with six colors of talent. Once such a being is given enough time, his future is limitless! So...even if he is domineering on a daily basis, few people are willing to turn against him.
"Ants? In the early stage of the Holy Realm, three monks who reach the sky, you are worthy of mentioning the word ant?" Yu Yue's smile became gentler. Good guy, even the monks and saints Xi Xingsheng and the others in the continent of gods saw him. They all have to give it up! But here comes the spirit world...
Tsk, tsk, a person in the early stage of the holy level with three Taotian dares to bark in front of him?
"Boy! You are looking for death!"
The younger brother was angry. He was the only disciple who dared to talk to them like this after coming to Tianqiong Palace for so long! In anger, the younger brother pinched Yu Yue's shoulder with one hand, and swiped Yu Yue's unparalleledly handsome face with the other hand!
Many new disciples couldn't bear to watch it. You said that if you encounter Zhang Yi, who is like a dog-skin plaster, you should just take it down and wait until he leaves before coming to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion. Why do we have to have a verbal conflict? Not to mention the physical pain, the main reason was that under such humiliation, all face was lost.
And... even if the master of the purple peak is strong, the master of the red peak is not a vegetarian! Afraid of today's humiliation, Zhang Yi only needs to apologize and let it go.
But in the next moment, something no one expected happened! I saw the strange purple light in Yu Yue's eyes flickering... Not only did the little brother's slap not fall on Yu Yue's face, but he slapped him hard on the face! And...can't stop at all!
"Sorcery! Master, he...he knows sorcery! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
The younger brother slapped his face wildly while shouting for help. Before Zhang Yi could say anything... Yu Yue's eyes flashed coldly, and he slapped the younger brother to the ground. If Yu Yue had used all his strength in this slap, ...A mere cultivator can’t save his physical body!
"you dare!"
Afterwards, Zhang Yi only had time to let out a roar, and Yu Yue's foot... had already stepped heavily on the hand of the younger brother who wanted to slap him just now!
"boom!"
The hard ground in front of the Sutra Pavilion trembled, and the younger brother's entire arm... was so miserable that... it was clearly just meat!
"Which family's disciple are you to be so vicious? I, the Zhang family, must ask you for an explanation!" Zhang Yi has moved out of the Zhang family! But there was also a strong look of fear in his eyes.
As for Yu Yue's cultivation... in their perception, it was ridiculous! It is sometimes high and sometimes low, but the intensity is definitely not higher than that of the Holy Realm. This is also the reason for their provocation, because...the other main peaks are not very pleasing to the eyes of Zifeng.
Maybe he won't be punished, but it will make his disciples look at him with admiration! But... such an existence with an empty aura can make a monk who steps on the sky have no chance to resist in front of him! Zhang Yi frowned, even though he could do it.
But...is the purple-shirted guy in front of me really only a saint? Also, why... did his little brother slap him in the face just now?
