"Your cultivation is just the Nascent Soul, there is no shame. Master Li has given you ten heaven and earth creation pills and the Xuanyin true explanation. You have to practice hard. If you cannot reach the peak of Nascent Soul within three years, don't say you are my disciple."

Facing his son, although Fang Ling's heart was full of love, in the end, he still pressed his compassion to the deepest part of his heart, and his voice was filled with coldness and hardness.

"Disciple will definitely not let you down, Master." Xu Lin said firmly.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "It is not safe for your mother to live here. You can move your mother to Tianyuan City. I have already agreed with you Master Li, where he will arrange everything."

While speaking, Fang Ling looked at Xu Lin, then handed him three jade tokens and said, "You put these jade tokens in place. As long as you encounter danger, you will definitely have a wonderful use to break the jade token."

During Xu Lin's respectful farewell, Fang Ling in black waved his sleeves and disappeared without a trace. However, Xu Libing said to Fang Ling's body standing beside him with some complaints: "Isn't it a bit too serious for you to treat Lin'er like this?"

"The jade cannot be made into a weapon without being carved. Since he has become a teacher, he naturally needs to teach me well." As Qingyi Fang Ling spoke, he looked at the void and said, "For the sake of the peace of your life, it seems that I need to teach some people a lesson!"

On the west of Bilong Island, hundreds of islands of different sizes are like a string of pearls attached to Bilong Island.

Although these islands vary in size, each of them is very sufficient. Although they are a little inferior to Jinhua Mountain on Bilong Island, they are not much different.

And from afar, these islands are like dragons lurking in the sea, ready to soar into the air at any time.

Anyone who sees this place will feel that the Feng Shui here is superb and has a great momentum.

If it were in the world of Yuanwu Lord, this place would definitely become a place where a large sect was founded, but on Bilong Island, it is indeed the location of the Yang family.

After becoming the Taoist Lord, the Yunmou Ancestor of the Yang family established a portal here. After hundreds of years of operation, it made the place extremely prosperous.

Located in the middle of Yanglong Island at the head of this hidden dragon, the rolling spiritual energy is like a tide, and the faintly visible patterns of heaven and earth are constantly showing their respective trajectories.

If you comprehend the Taoist patterns of heaven and earth here, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort, but it is really difficult for ordinary monks to come here.

Those half-step powerful people in Zhou Realm can be said to be able to basically shine through the sky as long as they practice here for ten or half years.

However, they did not have the chance to practice in this place, so although their qualifications were extraordinary, they eventually turned into ashes.

A man wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and a red sun embroidered with a respectful look of countless people slowly walked into the temple at the center of Yanglong Island.

The huge temple is all forged with golden yang stones. This kind of golden yang stone is in the Zhou Dynasty, and it is the treasure for forging fire-type flying swords, which is hard to find.

The golden sun stone used in this temple can create hundreds of thousands of top-level flying swords.

"Meet the head of the family." Waiting at the door of the palace was a pair of boys in white. Although they looked extremely young, each of their cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul.

The peak of Nascent Soul, which is no worse than the powerful people in the Zhou Dynasty.

However, although their talents are good, they will not be regarded as extreme geniuses. Each of them is over thirty years old. The reason why they keep the appearance of a boy is that they were taken medicine when they were childhood.

For stereotyping drugs, that is, from taking drugs until they die, they must maintain this kind of boy's state.

Unless they can become Taoist masters, they can break the shackles of this qualitative drug.

The man nodded at them and said, "Can the ancestor rest?"

The boy standing on the left smiled and said, "It's time for the head of the family to come. The ancestor just finished sitting in the gate."

"Please help me report it to me and say that I have something to do and I want to report to the ancestor." The smile on the man's face suddenly increased a lot.

The boy, known as Ziying, agreed and walked towards the door of Jinyangshi's palace. The moment he walked into the hall, his whole body seemed to be flooded by the golden red flames.

A quarter of an hour later, Ziying walked over and said, "The ancestor has invited the head of the family to come over."

After the man in the Yuebai Taoist robe nodded and thanked, he walked into the hall gate. In the Jinhong Hall, there was no carved railings and jade bricks at all. What he could see was a golden red flame.

And on the sphere hanging in the void, like the red sun, the cloud-eyed Taoist Lord sitting cross-legged on it was now looking down at the sky coldly.

"Child Yang Zun, pay homage to the ancestor!" Although he was the head of the family, the man still knelt down and bowed respectfully in front of Yunmou Dao Zun.

Yunmou Dao Zun nodded, waved her sleeves, and helped the Yang Zun up and said, "It's all my family, so there's no need to perform these false rituals."

Although Yunmou Dao Zun said this, he had no intention of sitting down for Yang Zun, and Yang Zun was used to standing by.

"The child has arranged what the ancestor told me. I believe that in a short time, there will be news that Xu Lin was killed by the demon cultivator." Yang Zun said this, a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

Yunmou Dao Zun nodded and said, "It's good to die."

Xu Lin's life was an ant in the eyes of Yunmou Dao Zun. The reason why he paid attention to the life and death of this ant was not because he paid any attention to this ant, but because he was breathing a sigh of relief.

"The child is going to wait for those demon cultivators to kill Xu Lin and kill them all. In this way, Yun Ling Dao Zun..." Yang Zun felt a surge of murderous intent as soon as he said these four words, and pressed towards him.

Under this murderous intent, he felt his body trembling.

Yang Zun is naturally not a fool to be the head of the Yang family. He knew that he had made a taboo when he said what he had just said.

Even if Fang Ling is the Taoist Lord, in the eyes of Yunmou Taoist Lord, he is not a person who can be compared with him.

It can even be said that in the eyes of Yunmou Dao Zun, that Yun Ling Dao Zun is an enemy. As a junior of Yunmou Dao Zun, he used honorific titles on that person here, which is a taboo.

"Even if Fang Ling wants to investigate, he can only find a few demon cultivators. Even if he is angry, he can only endure it."

Fortunately, Yang Zun reacted quickly enough. After thinking about his mistake, he hurriedly said in a deep voice.

The huge pressure disappeared at this moment. Yang Zun then breathed a sigh of relief. As the current head of the Yang family and a Taoist existence, although he did not believe that the ancestor would erase himself.

But the feeling just now really made him a little scared.

"It's done well. I think most people will understand that it was made by our Yang family, but what's the use of understanding?" Yunmou Daozun smiled coldly, and the golden flames rose from under him.

In an instant, countless flames filled the entire palace.

"Old ancestor is wise." Yang Zun hurriedly said, "I believe that after this incident, even if someone wants to offend our Yang family, he will have to weigh his own weight. And even if Fang Ling sued Yun Yue Daozun, it would be a waste of effort."

"Well, these demon cultivators you raised a few years ago are still useful." Yunmou Dao Zun's expression regained his coldness again. He patted his small Qiankun bag and took out a jade talisman.

"This talisman is the token of the Taoist Lord of Tuoshan of Lingyun Sword Sect. Please let the third brother run there and see the disciple of Yuxiao Daozun."

Yang Zun's face suddenly changed. The name of Lingyun Sword Sect is well-known. Over the years, the momentum of Chengtian Dao has a very threatening threat to be suppressed by Lingyun Sword Sect.

Even among the disciples who inherited the Heavenly Dao, some people began to say things like "The Great Prosperity of Swords" and "The Destiny of Heaven is Lingyun".

As the head of the Yang family who grew up by inheriting the way of heaven, he always sneered at this statement.

What kind of destiny, what kind of prosperity, the ultimate thing is not about strength. There are three hundred Taoist masters, three thousand Taoists, one hundred thousand Yuanying, and countless disciples. The huge strength can be said to be covering the world.

Although the strength of Lingyun Sword Sect is quite good, it is too far behind that of Chengtian Dao.

If you want to have a good time, you might as well wait.

But now, the ancestor of his family actually wants to meet the elders of the Lingyun Sword Sect in private, which is definitely not a trivial matter. If this matter is spread, it may make it difficult for the Yang family to gain a foothold in the way of inheriting the heaven.

Just as Yang Zun was about to speak, the Yunmou Dao Zun waved his hand and said, "I understand your thoughts, but some things are not something that we can change by persevering."

"Under the great catastrophe, everything turns into ashes. If you want the family to prosper, you can only stand on the side of the winner, you understand."

Yang Zun hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and asked: "For the ancestor, you see, this time... Chengtian Dao will definitely lose this time?"

"I naturally hope to win by inheriting the Heavenly Dao." After Yunmou Dao Zun said this, he did not say anything. The rolling flames in the entire hall gave people an extremely cold feeling.

The ancestor hoped that Chengtian Dao would win, but he made this choice. Wouldn't that mean that in this battle, Chengtian Dao had no hope at all.

Just as Yang Zun's face changed, Yunmou Dao Zun snorted coldly: "Bold!"

With Yunmou Dao Zun's cold snorting, Yunmou Dao Zun's eyes opened, and three thousand and six hundred long swords with wind and fire patterns flew out from his eyes and rushed directly into the void.

And the moment the sword light rushed out, Yang Zun felt a huge pressure and smashed it down from the void towards their Yanglong Island.

This power, in the sense of Yang Zun, seemed to be more pure and powerful than the flame power they practiced by their Yang family.

Under this force, he could not even develop a sense of resistance.

Yang Zun's mind sensed a huge long sword at this moment, and slashed down from the void towards their Yang family's island. The huge long sword was thousands of miles long, and the rolling white light carried a majesty that swept across the world.

Three thousand six hundred wind and fire swords formed a huge wind and fire sword in the void, and to (to be continued...)
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