Di Yun looked at Huang Shaoliang kneeling in front of him and coughed softly. Although the backlash he had just suffered was relieved by the medicinal power, the true qi in his body was restored, but because Di Yun's body was extremely strong, it would take some time to repair the internal injury.

The cough became more and more violent, and Di Yun bent down in pain. While bent down, Di Yun whispered to Huang Shaoliang: "Shaoliang, if I don't kill all those who have objections to you today, how can you live a safe life in this Huang family?"

Looking at Di Yun's firm gaze, Huang Shaoliang knelt on the ground and knocked his head heavily to the ground again. His hoarse voice revealed infinite sadness: "Master, Shaoliang's father died under the Huang family. Although Shaoliang grew up in the Huang family since childhood, his childhood memories were only fear and resentment. Have you ever felt the warmth of the family?"

His voice suddenly became louder, and the expression on his face became ferocious and terrifying. He then stretched out his right hand and stood up to the sky: "I, Huang Shaoliang, swore again. Although I am convinced of my father's last words, I will not make things difficult for the Huang family in this life. But from now on, I will leave the Huang family and no longer be the descendants of the Huang family."

Di Yun looked at Huang Shaoliang in front of him and couldn't help but say: "Why are you doing this?"

Huang Shaoliang looked at Di Yun and said, "Master, from now on, I am willing to follow you, lead a horse and a stool for you, and be a slave and a servant! My disciple has made up his mind and hope that Master will fulfill it."

Di Yun pulled Huang Shaoliang up with a wry smile, took out a bottle of wound medicine from his arms and handed it to him: "You don't know some things. When we leave here, I will talk to you later."

Waving with the white tiger, Di Yun bent down and put the body of Huang Mu on the ground steadily on the tiger's back. Then he took Huang Shaoliang to the outside of the city, and did not look at the people from the Huang family anymore...

Seeing the two men disappear from their sight, the Huang family members came to their senses one after another. Huang Shen felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat. One of the people behind him said, "Clan leader, Mingshan enthrone dies in the hands of Di Yun. How can we explain to the Mingshan commander?"

"I will go to Mingshan to apologize for this. If I pass the order on, no one will mention today's matters. Violators will be punished according to the rules of the clan!" Huang Shen said as he walked back.

The discussions of the tribesmen behind him stopped abruptly, and the crowd dispersed, as if nothing had happened here, only the ruins on the ground showed something.

After Di Yun took Huang Shaoliang out of Huangyang City, he walked east along the official road. On the way, both of them were silent and rushed to the road. It was not until they reached the foot of a mountain that Di Yun stopped.

"Shaoliang, here is surrounded by mountains and rivers, so let's bury my uncle here, which is also a good destination." Di Yun said to Huang Shaoliang, who had been silent after him.

Huang Shaoliang nodded and without saying anything, the two chose a place here and buried Huangmu here. Huang Shaoliang found a good piece of wood and trenched a simple tombstone for it.

After the two of them finished this matter, Di Yun said, "Shaoliang, you don't know much about my life experience. I am indescribable and full of dangers along the way. You will be implicated by your side."

"Master, don't say that. Without you, maybe I'd been beaten to death by Huang Shaoguo. How could I still be today? My life is yours..."

Di Yun waved his hand and interrupted him: "I don't mean that. You are kind-hearted and have been struggling every step of the way of cultivation. I am a beginner myself, and I really can't teach you anything. Instead, it will delay you."

Huang Shaoliang was about to speak, but he heard horse hooves in the distance. He closed his mouth alertly. When the sound of horse hooves came closer, the two looked up and saw that there were seven people coming. A young man in the gorgeous clothes took the lead in front, followed by six men in uniform.

The seven people came to Di Yun and stopped. One of them clasped his fists and said loudly: "Two, I'm upset. I want to ask how to get to Yukun Temple in Yukun Mountain?"

Di Yun was slightly stunned, and Huang Shaoliang beside him said, "Turn right along this road, pass Kunshui, and then go west for another 300 miles."

"Thank you." The man immediately clasped his fists again and turned to the young man in a gorgeous costume and said, "Young Master, there is still a little road, but the Yukunmen Admission Conference is about to begin tomorrow. In order to get the lead, it seems that we have to rush our way overnight.

The young man in the gorgeous clothes nodded and said disrespectfully: "That's all for your hard work."

The people behind him said they didn't dare, so they wanted to take a horse away.

When Di Yun heard their conversation, he hurriedly walked to the few people, clasped his fists and said, "I just heard the Yukunmen Admission Conference. I am quite curious. I wonder if my brothers can explain it to you."

The man in the gorgeous clothes in the lead saw that Di Yun was dressed in an extraordinary manner and was accompanied by a white tiger, and he was curious, so he said rarely: "It is said that this Yukun Gate was created by Yukun Zhenren, the direct descendant of the Puritan sect in the heavens. It is said that Yukun Zhenren is a senior master in the realm of the earthly immortals, but he has long since passed away. However, the three volumes of Shangqing, the treasure he left behind are unattainable heaven-level martial arts."

Seeing Di Yun's expression of the Heavenly Level Practice after hearing Di Yun's expression, his expression was condensed and there was no surprise. The young man in the gorgeous clothes secretly praised in his heart. He continued: "This Yukun Gate accepts disciples every five years, and each time there are ten people at most, and no one at least. It all looks at the qualifications of the entry-level personnel. A hero as handsome as Brother Taiwan will definitely win the championship in one fell swoop!"

Di Yun thought to himself that he could tell my intention through my words, and it seemed that he was not a simple person. He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your answer. I won't bother you much, hurry up and go!"

After both parties bowed and left, Di Yun stood there and began to ponder.

"Shaoliang, do you think this is OK? Although you can't follow me, the Yukun Sect's Taoism is profound and it is not a place to settle down. You should first join the Taoism, and when I return it in the future, can you get together with you? Besides, although you and I are called masters and disciples, they are actually brothers. Don't call me master again in the future, just call me Brother Yun."

Huang Shaoliang looked at Di Yun's eyes, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "In this way, I will listen to Master, Oh no, listen to you Brother Yun. When I finish my studies and go down the mountain, even if you don't come to me, I will go to find you."

Di Yun smiled and said, "Brother, I will send you a ride. After you enter the mountain gate, I will go north again."

So the two of them rode together toward Yukun Mountain. At noon, they had walked more than 200 miles along Kunshui. Yukun Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, and they could see the scenery on the mountain clearly.

Di Yun and Huang Shaoliang were talking and laughing, but they didn't feel lonely on the journey. While they were commenting on Yukun Mountain in the distance, they heard shouts and fights coming from the woods beside the road. The two had no intention of caring about these nostalgic affairs, but Di Yun saw at a glance that the horse on the roadside was the mount of the man in gorgeous clothes that he had talked to him yesterday.

It turned out that although the men in the gorgeous clothes and their team walked a while earlier than Di Yun and the others, the Baihu's footsteps were far from comparable to their ordinary horses. Di Yun and the others actually caught up with them here.

Di Yun and Huang Shaoliang jumped into the woods next to the road. Through the bushes, you can see two groups of people standing in the open space in the middle of the woods, and two people fighting in the middle. On one side were naturally seven young men in gorgeous clothes, but on the other side, there were only four people. An old man was sitting on the wooden pier next to him, and two men stood behind him, dressed by farmers.

The two people fighting in the field, one was the man who asked Di Yun for directions at that time, and the other was dressed as a farmer, and it was thought that it was from the old man and his party.

As soon as Di Yun and the others arrived, a farmer behind the old man shouted: "Who is outside? Please show up!" His voice was as sharp as the sound of gold and stone, resounding in the air.

Di Yun signaled Huang Shaoliang to stay where he was. He laughed and got up and stepped into the clearings of the woods.

"It's really where we don't meet in life? Young Master, we meet again." Di Yun clasped his fists to the young master in gorgeous clothes.

When the young master of the Chinese uniform and his party were relieved when they saw Di Yun appear. When the seven of them arrived here, they had a quarrel with the four people because they had some collisions while walking. Shuang Wen fought from the road to the woods.

Although the young men in China and their group were more than the other party, they only had one person out and tied with a first-level Wu Zun powerhouse on their side. They were already in a strange place and were afraid that the other party would come to reinforcements again. Seeing that Di Yun was coming, they thought they would not be enemies of him at least.

Just as Di Yun walked into the field, he heard a muffled groan in the field. The man with the appearance of a farmer on the opposite side hit the man in a strong manner, and the man in the gorgeous clothes was defeated.

Since Di Yun made a sound, the old Taoist who had been sitting on the wooden pier has concentrated his eyes on Di Yun. The scrutiny and surprise in his eyes were extremely strong, and it was believed that he could see Di Yun's martial arts and extraordinary cultivation.

When the Chinese-style man was defeated, the old Taoist said, "Since you have come to the strong support, please ask this young master to fight with my incompetent nephew."

Di Yunwei was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the priest was so aggressive. He had just arrived and had not yet made his position, so he wanted to force himself to enter the duel.

However, since he had said this, Di Yun naturally would not show weakness. He said loudly: "Since that's the case, then I'd better obey my orders than respect. I asked this senior for advice. I wonder what weapons did the senior use?"

The man opposite smiled and said, "This is at the foot of Yukun Mountain. Three-year-old children can use swords, so I naturally use swords too."

Di Yun nodded, stopped talking, pulled out a black stick from behind, and bowed to the other party: "Please!"

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Chapter completed!