"You dare to kill the saint of our Paradise Sect. We, the Paradise Sect, will never let it go."
"We will go back and report to the sect leader!"
"Take the saint and let's go!"
Zuo Qiu's face turned pale, his eyes filled with anger, he glared at Yang Chen fiercely, called the remaining three elders, carried Zhao Ran's body and left the yard.
"Yang Chen, you...you just killed someone!"
After the people from the Bliss Sect left, Li Xiaoran felt that his body was weak and he almost fell to the ground.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yang Chen caught Li Xiaoran, and a soft spiritual energy entered her body, calming her frightened mood.
After a long time, Li Xiaoran's face became a lot more rosy.
After sending the unconscious Jin Mei and Li Dashan back to the wing, Yang Chen took Li Xiaoran's hand, sat on the sofa, and told him everything about the Qi Refiner.
About half an hour.
Li Xiaoran then looked at Yang Chen in shock and said: "I originally thought that the martial arts warrior was already very powerful, but I didn't expect that you are actually a Qi practitioner."
"Everyone below the level of Qi refining is an ant. The rules of the secular world are of no use to Qi refining practitioners."
"So...if I hadn't killed Zhao Ran just now, there would have been more and more trouble in the future."
"But don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one in this secular world can hurt you! Even the leader of the Paradise Sect, if she really offends me, I will still beat her until she doesn't even recognize her own mother.
"
Yang Chen's eyes were firm and he said decisively.
"Then...can I practice Qi?"
Li Xiaoran's eyes were flashing with excitement. He had just listened to Yang Chen describe the abilities of the Qi Practitioner, flying over eaves and walls, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, flying with a sword, almost like a god, so he asked excitedly.
"Of course, we will stay and fly together in the future."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"But everything I tell you today must not be told to anyone, including my father-in-law and mother-in-law. After all, it is too bizarre."
Yang Chen instructed.
"Uh-huh."
Li Xiaoran nodded obediently: "I'm going to cook."
"My wife is so nice."
Yang Chen quickly kissed Li Xiaoran on the face, watched Li Xiaoran shyly leave the west wing room, lit a cigarette, then took out his cell phone and sent a text message to the old man: "Old man, let me tell you something.
I just killed the Saint of the Bliss Sect, you can do whatever you want."
At the same time, in a villa in the mountains.
An old man was reminiscing about the entanglement he had just had with his old baby, and his phone vibrated.
He glanced at the text message sent by Yang Chen and jumped up from the chair: "Damn it, what is this brat doing? I finally managed to coax him, isn't he looking for trouble for me?"
…
Two days later.
Yang Chen had just come out of the pig farm in Qingshan Village, and he was still thinking about the soul gate thing that Long Canghai told him, when he heard the sound of a car horn in his ears.
When he turned around, he saw two Toyotas driving over.
soon.
After the car stopped, several people got out of the car. They were all Xiantian realm warriors, and one of them was Lu Hean.
"Lao Lu, why are you here?"
Yang Chen looked at the old man in a gray Tang suit getting out of the car and smiled.
"Mr. Yang, long time no see."
"I am here with our sect master today."
Lu and An smiled and clasped their fists, then turned sideways to get out of the way.
really.
Long Zhentian, the master of the Hidden Gate Sect in Donghai City, stepped out of the car with a majestic air, walking like a dragon and a tiger, walking like a wind.
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, feeling the aura surging on Long Zhentian's body, and a look of surprise flashed through him: "This old guy's cultivation has improved very quickly. Could it be that he understood something after being beaten by me last time?
It actually reached the late stage of land realm directly.”
"Mr. Yang, I'm here unexpectedly, so I won't disturb you."
At this time, Long Zhentian was already standing in front of Yang Chen, holding his fists and smiling.
"Master Longmen, is something wrong?"
Yang Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Mr. Yang, I, Mr. Long, have nothing else to do when I come here this time. I just want to invite Mr. Yang to our Yinmen as a guest to express our kindness to everyone in the Yinmen who saved our Yinmen last time."
"I hope Mr. Yang will not shirk."
Long Zhentian's attitude was quite humble. As a sect leader, he actually bowed to Yang Chen in front of so many elders.
"oh?"
Yang Chen looked at Lu Hean.
Lu Hean nodded lightly and said: "Mr. Yang, our Yin Sect was almost destroyed last time, and we have rebuilt and repaired it a lot during this time. Today our sect master came in person with the four elders of our Yin Sect.
, I just hope I can have a chance to thank Mr. Yang in person."
"That's it."
Yang Chen glanced at the other people, with a look of respect on their faces, and immediately nodded: "Okay, it seems that the Lord of the Dragon Sect is here in person, so I will go there. Wait for me to give
My wife calls."
"Thank you Mr. Yang."
Long Zhentian nodded quickly, and while Yang Chen was on the phone, he turned his head and gave the three elders behind him a look.
One of the elders took out his cell phone and quietly sent a text message.
…
An hour and a half later.
Donghai City, the top of Chifeng Mountain.
"Mr. Yang, the banquet is ready. Make sure you don't get drunk today."
As the master of the Hidden Sect, Long Zhentian was like a humble servant at this moment, personally leading Yang Chen into the renovated Hidden Sect courtyard.
Wherever they went, all the warriors clasped their fists and saluted, one after another for Mr. Yang, which gave Yang Chen enough face.
"To show your courtesy for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief."
At this moment, Yang Chen had a faint smile on his lips and thought to himself.
soon.
Several people entered the living room.
On a large round sandalwood table that can accommodate more than a dozen people, a dazzling feast is ready, and Moutai has been prepared for 30 years. The specifications are quite high.
After Long Zhentian arranged Yang Chen in position C, he picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Elders, it is our Yinmen's honor that Mr. Yang can take the time to be our guest. From now on, Mr. Yang will be our Donghai City Yinmen's guest.
Dear guest, let’s toast Mr. Yang with this glass of wine.”
"The standards that Master Longmen entertained me are indeed not low. Thirty years of Maotai."
Yang Chen held the wine glass and smelled it, then drank it down in one gulp, savoring the aroma of the wine, and looked at the smiling Long Zhentian: "It's just that adding Liuhe Powder to such a good wine really ruins the taste."
"Mr. Yang, what is Liuhe San you are talking about?"
A look of panic flashed in Long Zhentian's eyes, and he asked innocently.
"Forgot, your surname is Long too!"
Yang Chen calmly crossed his legs, picked up the cigarette on the table, lit it and took a puff, raised his head and said with a smile: "If my guess is right, you should also be from the Long family in Sunan City, right? What? Are you seeking revenge from me?