Asked out the address from Ren Hong, Yang Jian immediately took him there and arrived at his destination not long after.
For Yang Jian now, this is not a difficult task.
After stopping, Yang Jian looked around curiously and saw five willow trees planted nearby. The five willow trees are already two or three meters tall, and the willow branches swaying in the wind add a lot of color to the surrounding scenery. Among the five willow trees, there is also a thatched hut.
Yang Jian remembered the legend of Mr. Wu Liu that he had seen on Zuxing, and couldn't help but quip: "Ren Hong, your friend is not named Tao Yuanming, you like drinking very much?"
"Tao Yuanming? Like drinking?"
Ren Hong asked Yang Jian back, shook his head in confusion and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean."
Ren Hong did not answer Yang Jian positively, but the meaning was already very obvious, and everything was just a coincidence.
If Yang Jian explained to him that Tao Yuanming's life would be extremely difficult, so he had to give up.
He waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I'll just make a joke with you."
After saying that, Yang Jian made a gesture, signaling Ren Hong to walk ahead and lead the way, and he followed.
After walking into the thatched hut, Yang Jian saw a young man practicing at a glance.
This young man is about twenty-five or six years old. For immortal cultivators, his life has just begun, and he is at the age of potential explosion. Of course, this may also be because the young man's strength has reached a certain level, which makes his body rejuvenate.
Similar things happened to Mr. Yang on Zuxing.
However, what Yang Jian cares more about is the strength of the young man.
The realm of this young man is to escape from the mortal world. This level of strength does not even have the ability to ascend from the ancestor star to the fairy world, but it appears in an immortal cultivator in the fairy world. There are only two possibilities for this situation, either the young man's strength has regressed, or he was born in the fairy world.
Yang Jian whispered: "Ren Hong, is he your friend? His strength has actually regressed to the realm of vanishing the mortal world. Hurry up and give him the Hongmeng Huichunzhi you got. It should be able to recover a certain amount of strength. When he wakes up, I have something to ask him."
As he was talking, Yang Jian sat down in the thatched hut as he was familiar with it.
"No, I'm awake."
At this moment, the young man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yang Jian and looked at Ren Hong curiously.
"Ren Hong, who is he?"
The young man spoke a little casually, his tone was also casual, and he felt unconstrained. At least, Yang Jian did not feel any hostility or dissatisfaction in him, but as soon as the young man finished speaking, Ren Hong was already pounced on him like a cat seeing a mouse.
He covered the young man's mouth and said anxiously: "Is there anyone who speaks like this? Be polite to me and don't lose my face."
As soon as the words were finished, the young man and Ren Hong both fell to the ground.
The young man didn't know who Yang Jian was, and he didn't know why Ren Hong brought Yang Jian back. Now seeing Ren Hong was so excited because of a small matter, the doubt on the young man's face became even stronger.
However, he should trust Ren Hong very much, and although he was puzzled, he didn't say much.
After finally letting Ren Hong let go, Qing Young patted the dust on his body and stood up and said seriously: "Hello, my name is Ren Zhao, and I am Ren Hong's best friend. Although I don't know what Ren Hong brings you back for, I welcome you."
Yang Jian had a good impression of Ren Zhao and smiled and said, "Don't be too reserved, Ren Hong is the same. Just chat like an ordinary friend. As for the reason why I came here, Ren Hong will explain it, you should understand the situation more."
After all, Yang Jian and Ren Zhao are not familiar with each other, so of course they would not foolishly say that they want to help him.
Ren Hong obviously understands this.
He nodded and said, "Ren Zhao, let me introduce you first. This is the famous war god Zhaohui Xiansheng Yelang Zhenjun. He has promised to help you clean up the Li family. As long as you nod, he will do it immediately. Are you happy?"
During this process, Yang Jian noticed Ren Zhao's expression changes.
When Ren Hong said that the person sitting in front of him was the Lord Erlang of Zhaohui Shengsheng, Ren Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and then laughed silently and said, "Ren Hong, don't make me happy. What kind of person is Erlang Shen? How could he stand out for us little ants? Moreover, you should find someone stronger."
As he spoke, he pointed to Yang Jian and said, "I didn't feel any energy fluctuations on him. I'm like a cultivator? Although my strength has regressed, my soul has not weakened much."
He could not believe that the person in front of him was Yang Jian if he beat him to death.
However, Yang Jian felt that this was normal.
Just like an ordinary farmer suddenly learns that he is actually a prince, it would be strange if he can believe it.
As for him not feeling the power fluctuations in Yang Jian's body, on the one hand, it was because Yang Jian deliberately hid it, and on the other hand, it was because Yang Jian and his realm were too far apart, which was no longer a level that he could understand and imagine.
It is not false to say that all ants are under the saints.
Ren Hong was afraid that Yang Jian would be angry, so he nodded and apologized: "Brother Yang Jian, Ren Zhao has never seen any world and is ignorant. You must not be as knowledgeable as him. He really has no malicious intentions to you."
Yang Jian has lived so old that he naturally knows whether others have malicious intentions towards him.
He waved his hand and said to Ren Zhao: "Okay, just treat me not Yang Jian. If the real Yang Jian is willing to help you, what would you choose? Let him help eliminate the Li family? Or should he help you practice and improve your strength?"
Ren Zhao thought about it and said decisively: "I will choose to take revenge myself! Living in the fairy world, only by being strong is the right way, and others cannot help me forever. So, if Erlang Zhenjun is really willing to help me, I will ask him to accept me as his disciple."
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, really laughing and crying.
Ren Zhao really dares to think about this!
He believed that the person in front of him was Yang Jian, and he refused to do so, but he imagined that Yang Jian was willing to help him, and he made such an exaggerated request. With Yang Jian's strength, how could he accept a person who only had the level of ecstasy as his disciple?
At this moment, Ren Zhao thought about it and added with a smile: "Anyway, I know it's impossible, so why not let go of my courage to fantasize. Okay, I know you two want to comfort me, but there is no need to say too much nonsense."
Yang Jian pointed at Ren Zhao and said to Ren Hong: "Give him Hongmeng Huichunzhi, at least he can help him recover some of his strength. Let's talk about other things when they arrive at the Li family."
"good."
Ren Hong agreed and then handed Hongmeng Huichunzhi to Ren Zhao and said, "For this, although this Hongmeng Huichunzhi is a little smaller, it should be enough for you. For other things, let's talk about Brother Yang Jian to the Li family. Brother Yang Jian will definitely seek justice for us." To be continued.