Chapter 1203： You do it again

"Amitabha."

At the foot of the mountain, Jin Han'er's feather robe fluttered, transforming the horror away.

However, Yao Guang and Xuanyuan Weiyang followed closely behind, chasing Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, the clans Tianjiao, who had been eager to try, finally stopped hesitating and stepped out, rushing to the top of the mountain.

With the personal experience of the four silly waves before, no one at this time dared to take ten steps like Yuwen Tianji, and take big strides.

The crowd was surging and turned into Hong Tao to go up against the wind.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Yang Yuan was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind him.

Not seen for two days, at this time the face of the Son of Destiny was inexplicably tired.

Since Zhang Jiujie turned the demon and fled that day, he has been secretly inquiring about his news.

However, before Yang Yuan could find this congenial little brother, the things in Lingxi Valley spread throughout Qing Cang.

For a while, Yang Yuan was a little unacceptable.

How could such a boy with an upright temperament and gentle appearance be a demon? !

Even if he doesn't know Zhang Jiuji's true identity at all, but... it just feels a little inexplicable, he is not a demon!

In the middle, there must be some misunderstanding.

only!

After all, Yang Yuan was just a small disciple, and even Wan Jiao Yan was not qualified to step into it, so how could he change the world's views.

Therefore, in the past two days, he often sighed and sorrowed, and had deeper concerns about the hearts of the people.

until! !

He saw the straight sky road in front of him, and watched Yuwen Tianji standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sentient beings. The gloom in Yang Yuan's heart was suddenly wiped out.

If there is anything in this world that can cure unhappiness, for the Son of Destiny, it must be...pretend!

Especially in the past few days, Yang Yuan's process of dressing up has not been smooth, and he was often beaten in the face.

But this divine way is a dead thing, and there is no slight difference in identity and background at all.

Physical power? Mind and Mind?

I, Yang Yuan, repaired a jade bone and a golden body, a mere mountain road, how can I stop my stepping into the sky!

This time, I must let the entire Qing Cang know my name, Yang Yuan.

Jijiu brothers, I believe we will meet again.

When the time comes, I will come to tell the world about your difficulties!

"Junior sister, let's go."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his expression was gentle, and his eyes were a touch of desire to pretend to be.

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, looking up at the figure in black that had reached the middle of the mountain.

Finally, everything is over.

Xia Zhimeng at this time, although he didn't know why Ling Xiao brought Yang Yuan here.

However, now that her mission is exhausted, Yang Yuan is already extremely disgusted.

She doesn't expect to be favored by the son, as long as... can stay away from this flag dog, she will be satisfied.

only! !

Just as the two raised their feet and wanted to walk forward, a cheerful laugh suddenly came from behind, "Hehe, this brother stayed."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan frowned slightly, but when he turned his head he saw an ordinary young man in a green robe walking towards him and bowing to him.

"Brother, I see you a little familiar, have we met before?"

The green-robed youth looked suspicious, and looked up and down Yang Yuan.

"look familiar?"

Hearing this, there was no wave in Yang Yuan's eyes, "No, at least... I don't remember seeing you."

Although he had experienced many twists and turns at the Wanjiao Banquet before, a few Xiaobi still pretended to be pretty good.

For example, the body is carrying Lingjing, and Xiang Kun is abolished.

Although in the end, he failed to get what he wanted, but compared to the ordinary sect Tianjiao, simply crushing Xiang Kun was enough to be sought after by the world.

Hehe, familiar?

Soon, I will let you know that I, Yang Yuan, is an existence that you can't afford to climb! !

Thinking like this, Yang Yuan's eyes grew colder and he turned around and wanted to leave.

But, at this moment, the green-robed boy in front of him suddenly stretched out a hand and printed it on his shoulder, "Brother, take a look."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan frowned, and the golden light outside his body was shining. He directly shook the young man back for a few steps before he said coldly, "I'll be entangled again, and I'm not welcome."

"Uh... alright."

The young man in the green robe smiled brightly without being annoyed. He saw Yang Yuan's figure disappear, and his face became solemn.

"It's really useful, even the people who have fought with me can't notice the breath of my sacrament."

That's right, this person is Zhang Jiuji. Yesterday, according to the guidance of the cloudy moon, he really found a historic site near this heavenly city.

It's just that there is no spirit treasure in it, only a golden rune.

According to Yinyue, this talisman can conceal the breath, and even the most powerful ones can hardly see the clues.

Although Yang Yuan's realm is not high, the two have had a battle and are very familiar with each other's breath.

He didn't even notice that this Heavenly Academy could be visited.

Of course, from Zhang Jiuji's point of view, as long as Ling Xiao and Hua Mingxi can't recognize him, it's even impossible for the supreme ones in the academy to know who he is.

In this way, this trip has been more than half a success.

A treasure that is regarded by Yinyue as the heavenly good fortune, thinking about it makes Xiaoji a little excited!

Daoshan Shinto, instantly boiling.

I saw a group of figures walking along the mountain, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn, bitter, until sad.

Only those Tianjiao evildoers who have long been famous and talented, after stepping through the five hundred steps, still want to prove themselves and work hard.

But after all, it is better than Shen Jing'an, only to climb to the 693th step, and then it is difficult to move forward.

On the contrary, Zhao Badou, who had always been weak in communication, went retrograde all the way, and finally stopped at the 707th step.

It's just that compared to the original time, the face of the descendant of Wensheng Immortal Palace has long since seen a trace of indifference, but a bit of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Gradually, the hustle and bustle on the mountain road solidified, and the needle drop was audible.

Today, except for Xiao Xianggong Wu, and the Shenwu long princess Wu Hongsi, who is wearing an imperial robe, only Young Master Ling Xiao and the three daughters behind him are left.

It's just that the four of them didn't rush, and walked calmly, and they only reached the 700th order at this time.

However, it seems that from the beginning to the end, the faces of these four people did not even have a slight ups and downs, and even the speed was not affected by half.

"Look! Who is that!!"

At this time, most of the clan Tianjiao had stopped climbing, standing on the mountain path, looking up at the few figures above.

At this moment, a cry of exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

I saw an upright young man in white clothes crossing the crowd and walking towards the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred...

"Who is that boy? He is so talented?"

"I recognize him, he seems to be Yang Bian or Yang Qiu. He used to fight against Xiang Kun at the Wanjiao Banquet and abolished that fairy palace evildoer."

"So it was him!!"

Everyone was amazed, their expressions were a bit complicated.

Until the white figure left Zhao Badou and Wu Hongsi behind him, there was a burst of noise on the mountain road.

"It seems that this time, Yang Bian will become famous in one battle!"

"Overcoming several outstanding people, what is the identity of this young man?"

"His name is Yang Yuan, not Yang Bian."

While everyone was discussing in deep voice, a figure in a green robe stepped slowly on the mountain road, and finally stopped on the five hundredth stone steps.

He raised his head, looked at the tall and straight figure in white clothes, and watched him step by step on the top of the sky, a sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face.