In the Dragon Group, there is a quiet space, like a back garden. There are countless green bamboos growing in the garden, one by one reaching the sky. The wind blows the bamboo branches, making a rustling sound. In the middle of the garden, there is a bamboo dock.

It doesn't look very big, but it's big enough for one person to sit on.

Long Feiyun walked outside the bamboo garden and stopped abruptly: "You can go in by yourself! My ancestor only wants to see you, it's inconvenient for me to go!"

Chen Yuyang nodded thoughtfully and said, "Okay!"

Long Feiyun returned the same way, while Chen Yuyang walked in carefully. However, as soon as he entered the bamboo garden, he felt something was wrong. The bamboos that moved in the wind seemed to move. No matter how he stepped, he seemed to be there.

I can't see the Maozhuwu, which is so close at hand.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Chen Yuyang's face, and he thought to himself: Formation, I didn't expect to see formations in this dragon group.

Suddenly, a loud laugh interrupted Chen Yuyang's train of thought and said: "Hahaha, stick to the green mountains and don't relax. The roots are still in the broken rocks. They are still strong despite being struck by the east, west, north and south winds. Not bad, not bad,

Young people, in the middle of the formation, can still show such a calm smile, it’s not simple, it’s not simple!”

The sound seemed to come from all directions, hitting Chen Yuyang's eardrums. Frowning slightly, Chen Yuyang smiled contemptuously and said, "Illusion, I never thought that someone would arrange an illusion formation now!"

His mind was constantly searching for the records of the demon clan's heavenly court about formations. After a long time, Chen Yuyang felt confident and stepped forward again: "Three from the left, four from the right, five from the front, two from the back. The way of yin and yang, the mirror is in your heart!"

Continuously repeating the steps under his feet, it didn't take long for Chen Yuyang to arrive in front of Maozhuwu smoothly. He gently pressed the door of Maozhuwu and said: "I entered Chen Yuyang as a junior student and met Senior Long Bai!"

With a creak, the door opened. Chen Yuyang looked inside the door carelessly, but in an instant, he felt a chill coming out of the door and heading straight towards his heart. He lightly knitted his eyebrows and turned his left hand into a palm.

, a splendid fire light spurted out, with a touch of scorching heat, turning the incoming sword energy into nothingness.

"Long Bai, senior, is this behavior beneath your dignity?" Chen Yuyang said coldly.

In the bamboo dock, there is a mat, and an old man is sitting on the mat. He has white hair and a childish face, and is dressed in a golden robe, just like an ancient person. The room is very clean, there is only a coffee table, and there are a few tea cups on the coffee table. The old man

Behind him is a huge calligraphy and painting, which seems to be a landscape, but also seems to be a big Chinese character.

Slowly opening his eyes, the old man laughed and said: "Sure enough, it's the Yangtze River's two waves pushing forward. Not only can you break my illusory formation, but you can also block my sword energy. Good, good! That boy Long Feiyun is defeated.

I won’t complain, I won’t complain at your hands!”

Chen Yuyang laughed so hard and said: "It turns out that senior wants to save face for Long Feiyun!"

The old man stood up suddenly and said with an angry look: "Bullshit! Is this the kind of disrespectful old man I am? I will be three hundred years old soon. He deserves to save his face. The face belongs to him."

, you can only ask for it yourself. If you are not good at studying, you can blame others. You said what I said is reasonable!"

"What senior said is natural and reasonable, but what senior did just now was a bit too much!"
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