The next morning, the upper god of Mo Yuan facilitated the decisive battle of the top of Cangwu by Yaoguang.

Yang Cong was already practicing, and the news he received was that the Supreme God of Mo Yuan and the Supreme God of Yaoguang had already been fought.

After hearing this news, Yang Cong felt very sorry. After all, it was a battle between ancient war gods. Although it was not a battle between life and death, if you observe it, you can learn something after all.

What's more, the Wing Clan is ready to move now. As the prince of the Heavenly Clan, once the war breaks out, he will definitely lead his troops to fight.

Even if there is the Supreme God of Mo Yuan, he, as the prince, will probably have to go there.

Going to the battlefield to kill enemies is not enough to have cultivation, but also to have combat experience.

After sorting it out, Yang Cong came out of seclusion.

In the past few days, Yang Cong has still absorbed a lot of Kunlun Xu's dragon energy, and his physical cultivation has become much more stable.

When I walked to the hall, I saw two disciples wearing white robes sitting there, one of whom was copying something, and the other seemed to be guarding the disciple who was copying.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince." The disciple who was guarding immediately stood up and bowed to Yang Cong after seeing Yang Cong.

"Your name is Ling Yu." Yang Cong thought for a while and said.

"Yes, Your Highness, the Crown Prince." The disciple nodded: "Ling Yu, the nine disciples under the throne of the gods in the Moyuan."

"What are you doing?" Yang Cong pointed to the disciple who was trying to copy.

"This... the seventeenth junior brother was punished by his master and copied the scriptures 30,000 times." Ling Yu explained.

"So that's it." Yang Cong nodded, no wonder he looked at the disciple lowering his head and writing hard.

Thirty thousand times, even if you don’t copy it carefully, it will probably take a lot of time.

Yang Cong slowly came to the disciple who was copying: "Are you Si Yin, a seventeenth disciple under the throne of the god above Mo Yuan?"

"So what, so what, so what." The disciple was obviously impatient to bother him while copying the scriptures.

"Si Yin, you must not be rude. This is His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Clan." Ling Yu, who was standing beside him, hurriedly scolded him when he saw this scene.

"I understand." Si Yin did not change any changes, but instead looked at Yang Cong: "Your Highness, do you know if you have anything to do with Si Yin?"

"It's okay." Yang Cong replied lightly.

"Then don't bother me to copy the scriptures if you're okay." After saying that, Si Yin continued to lower her head and copy the scriptures.

Seeing this scene, Yang Cong couldn't help but smile.

Ling Yu, who was standing beside him, hurriedly explained: "Seventeenth junior brother has a bad personality, I hope the prince will not care."

"It's okay." Yang Cong didn't care at all. Instead, he was a little interested in Si Yin, who was copying scriptures with his head down.

"The master is in seclusion now. If there is anything to do with the Crown Prince, you can give me instructions." Ling Yu said.

"Okay." Yang Cong nodded.

At this moment, Si Yin, who had just lowered his head and copied the scriptures, slapped the pen in his hand.

Then he rushed to take the scriptures he had copied and handed them to Ling Yu: "Please review with your senior brother."

"I'll miss you for a while." Ling Yu then turned around to Si Yin, took the scriptures in Si Yin's hand, and began to read them.

While Ling Yu was reviewing the scriptures, Si Yin, who was standing beside him, began to become dishonest.

"Senior Brother Jiu, I heard that the granddaughter of the Fox Emperor Qingqiu was born. Do you know?" Si Yin counted his little Jiujiu in his heart.

"Is this news true?" Hearing this, Yu's face changed slightly.

"Yes." Si Yin nodded.

After staying together for so many years, Si Yin has already figured out the character of his senior brother, and his nine senior brother admires the fox emperor Bai Zhi and the god of Zheyan.

That's why Ling Yu had that expression just now.

Ling Yuxia's face suddenly became serious: "Don't think about anything. The master asked me to watch you copy the scriptures. It would not be too late to go after you copy the scriptures."

"Ah..." Si Yin looked disappointed: "When I finished copying the scriptures, I didn't know that I would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

"Okay, continue copying it again." Ling Yu handed the scriptures in his hand to Si Yin.

"Senior brother... Look, this time it is said that the fox emperor Bai Zhi will be born, and the god Zheyan will also go." Si Yin was undead and continued, "Let's go to the distance to see, just look. It's only a few days to go back and forth. When I come back, I will try my best to copy the scriptures. How about it?"

Ling Yu was silent for a moment. If he didn't want to say he was moved, it was completely impossible. The ones he admired the most were the Fox Emperor Bai Zhi and Zheyan Shangshen.

He was very moved when he heard this news.

But considering his master's fate, he was very confused.

"Senior Brother... I know a shortcut. Soon, it takes only two days to come and go. We will come back after checking. The master will not know." Si Yin pulled Ling Yu's sleeve and began to soften her.

I have to say that Si Yin had already seen it at this time that his senior brother Ling Yu was already moved.

As long as he says a few more words, he can persuade his senior brother Ling Yu to go to Qingqiu with him.

Just when Ling Yu was very confused and was about to surrender to Si Yin's words, Yang Cong, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke.

"What you are talking about is Bai Yi, the son of the Qingqiu Fox Emperor?" Yang Cong said.

"Do you know?" Si Yin slapped her head: "I forgot that you are the prince of the Heavenly Clan, so naturally I know."

"I also want to go and see it, why don't you take me with me?" Yang Cong said.

"You want to go too?" Si Yin was stunned.

"No." Ling Yu shook his head quickly: "What if the prince encounters something... danger...we..."

"You guys underestimate me too much." Yang Cong smiled: "What can hurt me in all the worlds and wildernesses definitely do not exceed the index of both hands."

"I remembered it." Si Yin said: "Master said that the Crown Prince is already at the level of a god."

"But..." Ling Yu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yang Cong.

"Just Shiqi said, it took only a few days to go, and it was very soon, nothing happened." Yang Cong said.

"Little Shiqi?" Si Yin was stunned. The next second he realized that he was talking about who he was talking about.

However, when he heard that Yang Cong was talking to him, he held back and did not get angry.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jiu, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said this, let's go." Si Yin said.

"This..." Ling Yu hesitated for a while, looked at the two people in front of him, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's go back and be careful on the way. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's body is noble and nothing can happen."

"Yeah." Seeing Ling Yu agreeing, Si Yin smiled on her face, and gently hit Yang Cong, giving her a look.

After seeing Si Yin's look, Yang Cong couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

He also felt bored. After all, he had been practicing for so many years, so he could take this opportunity to go for a walk.
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