It took Yue Leng more than a hundred years to find someone who met his requirements and accept her as his direct disciple. She has never married, and she has long regarded Miao Xiaowei as her own daughter. In addition, Miao Xiaowei lost her mother when she was young, and it was her father who raised her up as both father and mother, which made Yue Leng cherish this apprentice. The apprentice pours her maternal nature into her, and it can be said that Miao Xiaowei is her reverse scale.
Now that someone wants to harm her apprentice, which directly violates her bottom line, can Yue Leng not be furious?
After completing the soul search, Yue Leng threw away the desperate Yin Birou, her eyes filled with anger, and left the place in a flash, making everyone feel that something big was about to happen.
Yue Leng came to Chen Yong's residence. At this time, he was receiving enlightenment from his master Mulan. When Mulan saw the angry Yue Leng, he immediately stood up and saluted, and asked: "Master, who asked you to do this?" Are you angry?"
"Then we have to ask your good disciple Chen Yong!" Yue Leng stared at Chen Yong and said word by word.
Yue Leng's tone made Chen Yong tremble. He knew that his and Yin Birou's plan had been exposed, but he did not have the courage to escape, so he had to lower his head, not daring to look at the former.
"What has Chen Yong done that requires you, the sect master, to come and interrogate him personally?"
Mulan was a little confused. Yue Leng, who had always been calm and composed, was angry with her disciple today. That should be a big deal. But her master didn't get any news at all, and Mulan's eyes turned to Chen Yong.
"Sir, Sect Master, everything is the fault of Yin Birou. It has nothing to do with me. Don't kill me!" Chen Yong was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Sect Master, what mistake did Chen Yong make?" Mulan asked hurriedly when she heard Chen Yong said that Yue Leng wanted to kill him.
"The reason why Chen Yong held the arena match was to deceive others. He and Yin Birou planned that after the arena match, they would join forces to take Wei'er's virginity and force Wei'er to marry Chen Yong." Yue Leng told them their plan. He told Mulan calmly.
After hearing this, Mulan's face turned red and green. She didn't expect that her disciple would be so shameless and commit such a despicable behavior. Is this still the chief disciple she is proud of?
While Chen Yong listened to Yue Leng telling Mulan about his unspeakable plan, he regretted why he had listened to that bitch. Without Yin Birou, a bitch, although he could not win Miao Xiaowei's favor, he would still be the millionaire of the Poison King Sect. A genius disciple whom everyone respects!
Chen Yong, who was originally mentally fragile, due to shame and regret, coupled with the inner demons that had already arisen, various factors added up and overwhelmed his mental defenses. In the end, he became insane and went completely crazy.
"Hahaha... I'm not guilty, I'm guilty... Hahaha... I want to be the strongest disciple... I want to be a strong man respected by everyone..."
Yue Leng and Mulan were startled by Chen Yong's sudden laughter. Mulan quickly put her hand on the top of his head to explore the latter's soul.
After a while, Mulan retracted his hand, sighed softly, and said: "There is a crack in the soul. It is hopeless. It is a pity that his talent is gone."
At this point, the two culprits who wanted to harm the Saint have received their due retribution.
The next morning, after a night's rest, Yang Ming's body had fully recovered. The reputation of the Chaos Dragon Body was not in vain. If an ordinary person received Yue Leng's palm, he would be almost useless if he did not die, but Yang Ming only needed to One night, I can be active again.
"Master Yue, please stay, and Sister Xiao Wei, please go back and rest."
In front of the main gate of the Poison King Sect, Yang Ming said goodbye to Yue Leng and Miao Xiaowei and prepared to go home. Now that the enemy was approaching, he needed to return to the Purple Dragon Palace to prepare, otherwise he would definitely stay and spend more time with Miao Xiaowei.
After leaving the Poison King Sect, Yang Ming stretched out his hand, magic energy burst out, and then swiped the space in front of him with force, easily opening a space crack, and then got in.
Although Yang Ming has never tried space jumping before, he has also experienced space teleportation. The two are similar, except that the distance of space jumping is relatively short. It requires multiple jumps and constant identification of directions to go where you want to go.
At first, Yang Ming was at a loss in the space crack. Although he could also see the scenery outside, it was all crooked. Every time he took a step, the scenery changed. Only when he found some more recognizable buildings could he understand. Where did he go? This made him almost go in the opposite direction.
After trying a few times, Yang Ming gradually figured out the key points, and his subsequent space jumps became smoother and smoother. Each jump was towards the wind and thunder plate.
After half a day of space jumping, Yang Ming successfully stepped onto the boundary of the Wind and Thunder Plate. It was indeed much faster than flying in the air. He continued towards the Purple Dragon Palace.
In the main hall of the Purple Dragon Palace, Lu Xiaoyue was handling affairs on behalf of Yang Yongxin. The latter had received an invitation from the master of the Blue Jiao Sect to attend the Dragon King meeting two days ago. At that time, Yang Yongxin knew that Yang Ming had completed the task.
Above the sky, a space crack slowly tore open, and the figure inside struggled to get out, and then slowly landed. The spatial fluctuations caused by his arrival triggered an emergency alert in the Purple Dragon Palace, and some elders responsible for the defense quickly came to this person.
"Huh, it is indeed too hard to jump continuously. It consumes too much magic and soul power."
This person was Yang Ming, who had rushed back after completing his mission. When he landed on the ground, someone had already formed a purple dragon formation and was waiting for him.
"It's me, Elder Yang Guang."
The person who formed the purple dragon attack formation was Yang Guang, who was rescued by Yang Ming on the day he returned home. After the latter saw the person clearly, he let out a sigh of relief, but it didn't take long for him to react and stopped Yang Guang directly. In front of Mingming.
"The young master has a dark soul, and it is impossible to jump through space. Who are you, and why are you pretending to be a young master and trying to sneak into the Purple Dragon Palace?"
After hearing Yang Guang's question, Yang Ming remembered that when he left the Purple Dragon Palace, he was still a black soul demon warrior. Only a few days later, he came back as a white soul. Such a promotion speed really made people suspect that someone was deliberately pretending to be a demon warrior. .
"I can prove that he is not fake!"
A female voice sounded from behind everyone, and it was Lu Xiaoyue who came over to check after hearing something strange.
"Mom!" Yang Ming shouted and quickly walked to Lu Xiaoyue.
He touched the head of his son who was taller than himself, feeling the family affection that was thicker than water, and then said to Yang Guang and others: "No one can pretend to be my son in front of me. I can be sure that he is Yang Ming. You all Let’s go back each.”
"Yes, madam!" Yang Guang and other elders agreed in unison. Now that Lu Xiaoyue has opened her mouth to confirm Yang Ming's identity, they will no longer have any doubts.
"Ming'er, you've become stronger again. Come, tell mom what you've been through these past few days." Lu Xiaoyue held Yang Ming's arm and walked towards the main hall.
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"I unexpectedly met the leader of the Shenzong. It seems that the decisive battle is not far away. This Dragon King meeting should be able to promote the unity of the nine tribes to jointly fight against the Shenzong." After knowing all the ins and outs, Lu Xiaoyue slowly said to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming thought so too. He couldn't help clenching his fists, waiting for Yang Yongxin to come back.
Three days later, Yang Yongxin came back with good news. After several days of discussion and voting, six forces agreed to unite, and Chiyan Palace abstained. According to the agreement, the nine forces will unite to form an alliance against Shenzong. Alliance, Kowloon Alliance.
Not only that, the nine dragon kings representing the nine forces also said that they would open the dragon blood pool in advance for the last baptism. They originally had to wait for another year, but now in order to concentrate on dealing with Shenzong, they directly performed the last baptism.
After the baptism is completed, the small space where the Dragon Blood Pool is located will be opened, and a school will be built in it for all Dragon Clan disciples to study in a unified manner. This is a response measure taken after the Dragon Blood Pool is exhausted, and it is also a breakthrough in the past ten thousand years. , a precedent set by the respective development situations of the nine ethnic groups.
"Ming'er, you did a good job on this mission. If the nine tribes are in separate places, they will be defeated one by one. Now the unity of the nine tribes is the general trend. Only by uniting can we have a chance to survive." Yang Yongxin patted Yang Ming's shoulder and said.
"Not only that, Ming'er also successfully broke through the white soul. Now he is much better than me." Lu Xiaoyue looked at Yang Ming dotingly and said to her husband.
"Really? You've given me too many surprises tomorrow."
Yang Yongxin looked at Yang Ming with satisfaction. Although the latter did not grow up by his side and did not go home for a long time, his achievements were unmatched by anyone, even the two young masters of the Yin and Yang Sect. Not as good as his son, Zilongdian felt relieved and raised his eyebrows this time.
"Father, I suggest that after the nine tribes unite, they can cooperate with some more famous forces. This can not only enhance their strength, but also stabilize their hearts and minds." Yang Ming said.
Yang Yongxin's eyes lit up after hearing this. He thought it was a good idea and immediately asked, "Do you have a goal for tomorrow?"
Yang Ming smiled slightly, then took out two things and handed them to Yang Yongxin, saying: "These are the tokens of the two forces that are related to me. Father, take them and contact this force if you need it."
Yang Yongxin took the two tokens and wiped his eyes. He couldn't believe it. One was a purple gold hammer representing the identity of the blacksmith association's guest minister, and the other was a token representing the honorary elder of the Poison King Sect. Each of them was capable. Comparable to the first-rate forces of the Purple Dragon Palace, Yang Ming took out two tokens at once.
"Are these true?" Yang Yongxin said with a trembling voice. Although he was the head of the Purple Dragon Palace, he only had this status and did not hold any positions in other forces.
Yang Ming nodded, and then walked away gracefully. He was not willing to be entangled with these things in the first place, but now Yang Yongxin took care of them, so he could just be lazy.
