Yang Yifei has been involved in gangs, leaders, ministers, generals, and emperors. His experience is rich and he is almost no less than the Indrama world. His speaking skills have long been mastered.

His words not only expressed his unbelievable intentions, but also did not make others think that he looked down on Qingyun Sect and did not want to be involved with them. Instead, they gave people a sense of stability and responsibility.

Tian Buyi said in admiration: "Young Master Yang's words are reasonable. We will carefully review the classics in the sect and find out about this matter. We also ask Mr. Yang to go back and investigate it carefully. If we can find some clues, it would be great."

Yang Yifei's mouth curled up a little curve and said, "Yes! If we can really confirm this, maybe we can kiss you more!"

Tian Buyi and Su Ru showed a look, and Su Ru smiled and said, "From Mr. Yang's attitude, do you support Xiaofan and Biyao?"

Yang Yifei smiled and said, "Why don't you support me? Emotionally speaking, Xiaofan is a good child, and Yao'er likes him. It is said that it is easy to get a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover. As long as Yao'er likes him, I, as a master, will only bless you."

"In reality, although my Huichun Hall is still a little different from Qingyun Sect, within ten years, Huichun Hall will definitely become the most popular force in the world. By then, it will be considered a match for the best, so I will naturally support it."

"Hahaha... Just now, Mr. Yang said that he was a good teacher, so why didn't Mr. Yang?"

After hearing this, Tian Buyi and Su Ru immediately smiled happily. In this way, even if they could not prove that Yang Yifei was a descendant of the same sect of the Qingyun Sect, they had an inseparable relationship.

Throughout history, marriage has been one of the most important means for two forces to maintain friendly relations. With this relationship, not to mention the entire Qingyun Sect, at least the benefits of Dazhu Peak are indispensable.

Although he is too utilitarian to think so, the so-called friendship between gentlemen is as light as water is a matter between their friends. Tian Buyi is the first in his lineage, so he naturally has to consider it for the sect.

They actually knew it in their hearts that Yang Yifei was humble after ten years. In less than two years, there would be no force in the world who dared to offend Huichuntang, including all the sects of Zhengmo and Demon.

As a cultivator, you will often face crisis. If you have the spiritual medicine from Huichun Hall on your body, it is like having one more life or even many lives.

With this, no one in the world dares not give Huichuntang some face unless you can also refine the same grade or even better medicine.

But is this possible? For thousands of years, there has never been a medicine that can cure all diseases and relieve all poisons. It is even more impossible for a dying person to recover as before in dozens of breaths, but the medicine from Huichuntang dares to say this.

Such a magical effect is nothing like an ordinary medicine, and it is only one step away from the real living dead, flesh and bones.

Who dares to say that in the future, the Medicine God cannot refine a spiritual medicine that can bring about resurrection and even make people immortal?

Because of this, Tian Buyi has to work harder to prove that Yang Yifei is the descendant of the Qingyun Sect's other sect, and his value is as high as half of the Qingyun Sect.

If Yang Yifei could recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and the seven Qingyun veins became eight, then the foundation of Qingyun Sect would be more than doubled?

After chatting for a while, Yang Yifei stood up and said goodbye to leave. After discussing with Cang Song, Tian Buyi and his wife immediately decided to report the news to the head as quickly as possible.

Cang Song immediately wrote a handwritten letter, and several disciples under his sect escorted the letter back to Qingyun and handed it to the head of the sect in person.

After Yang Yifei returned, righteous people began to visit him one after another. Yang Yifei met one by one and established friendly relations with the visiting righteous people.

When they left, they all received the spiritual medicines given by Yang Yifei. Of course, they only gave him some healing potions, magic potions, antidote potions, etc. The full recovery potion would not be so easy. Not anyone is qualified to give him a big purple bottle.

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At night, the camp of the righteous monks gradually became quiet. Except for the night watchmen who burned a bonfire and were alert to the people in the demons who attacked them, everyone else had already rested.

If someone who is diligent may replace sleep with practice, such as Zhang Xiaofan.

After seeing Bi Yao's actions during the day, he seemed to be stimulated. He, who had never slacked off in his practice, became even more diligent.

Although he had to practice until late at night every time, he could still sleep for two hours, but now he doesn't even sleep for those two hours.

Practice can actually replace sleep. If you practice overnight, you will still be energetic the next day and will not feel tired.

But you should know that practice itself is a very boring thing. The process of absorbing spiritual energy, pursuing spiritual energy, and refining spiritual energy is like the workers on the factory assembly line.

This uninterrupted practice will not cause physical and mental fatigue, but it is a great challenge to the tenacity of human nerves.

Over time, you will inevitably become restless and even become obsessed with the instincts. Therefore, the teachers said that practicing should be relaxed and moderate. This is the reason.

Yang Yifei's tent was dozens of feet away from the Zhengdao monk camp, and the distance was not far or near. It was said that these practitioners could cross it with just one leap, and Yang Yifei even teleported over it.

It will take a minute to walk over, and there are bushes in the middle to block the sight. There are some small abnormalities here and there that side cannot detect them.

When the moon was westward, a white shadow appeared out of thin air outside Yang Yifei's tent, and the next moment, Yang Yifei and Bi Yao's figures also appeared in front of the white shadow one after another.

The person who came was Xiao Liu. The three of them didn't say anything. They just held up their bodies with their own mind power and flew silently in one direction.

The group of three flew through a vast forest, which looked like dozens of miles away from the Zhengdao Monk Camp, and finally arrived at a stream in front of a mountain stream.

This stream winds in the ancient forest. Under the illumination of the half moon in the sky, it looks shallow and clear. There are many round pebbles in the stream, which ripples with a shimmer of light with clear water waves, which is very beautiful.

There are sand and rocky shallows on both sides of the stream. A little further away, there are dense forests. At first glance, the forest seems endless.

At this time, two men and three women were standing on the beach next to the stream, the Ghost King, Qinglong, Youji, Xiaobai, and San'er.

"Brother Yang."

"Brother Ghost King, Brother Dragon."

"Dad, Aunt Bai, Aunt You, Uncle Qinglong, Sister-in-law."

Yang Yifei and the other two landed on the ground and greeted each other, but Biyao refused to call Xiaobai Master's wife, but only called Aunt Bai. Yang Yifei knew why, but didn't care much.

The Ghost King smiled and said, "How? Is it going to be smooth when dealing with those righteous people?"

Before Yang Yifei could speak, Bi Yao said excitedly, "It's not just going well? Now almost all those in the right path have to offer their master as a living god."

Yang Yifei said with a giggle and laughter: "It's not that exaggerating, but no one has doubted our identity. How about it, are those old guys Duanmu Tie coming?"
Chapter completed!