Yang Zhen was really stunned. The bastard, this bastard, didn't know where to find an extremely exquisite small myrtle wood box. He was squatting on it, his tail was raised, and his whole body was trembling with force.

After hearing Yang Zhen scolding, the little cat was so excited that his hair exploded. A small piece of golden thing fell from under his tail and fell into the small gold-shocking wooden box with a thud.

After that, the little cat trembled all over, his tail covered his butt with a whoosh. He turned around and stared at Yang Zhen with an angry look: "Damn it, kid, what are you calling me? Do you want to scare me to death so that I can take away the feces I have treasured for many years?"

Yang Zhen's mouth twitched, staring at the bastard cat in shock, and was amazed. After seeing the bastard cat's expression, he was furious: "Have you seen a secret stool hidden in it? You can also think of such a bad idea. How can I know you, a vulgar guy?"

The little cat smiled strangely and said with a proud look: "What do you know? The feces I have treasured for many years are of many use, and they are not inferior to the broken Taoist connotations you have left behind."

Yang Zhen pinched his nose in surprise and said, "What does it smell? Cover it quickly. How many years have you been holding it in a soak in a shit?"

The little cat covered the box with a reluctant look, curled his lips and said proudly, "It's not too long, it's probably thousands of years."

Yang Zhen: “…”

"Boy, think about it quickly. What else can be left behind? How could the inheritance of the Emperor of the East Wilderness and the secret treasure of the Pirate King of the East Sea in the Sea? "

Yang Zhen glared at Jianmao with anger and said, "No need, Emperor Donghuang still leaves some things here."

"Leave it?" The little cat looked confused and looked at the huge bronze elixir furnace in front of Yang Zhen and asked, "Don't you take this thing away? It's something that the emperor has used, so it should be very valuable."

Yang Zhen said with a look of pain: "I want to take it away too, but this thing seems to be connected to the earth veins here. I was almost cheated by the bastard of the Eastern Huang Emperor just now!"

After saying that, Yang Zhen pointed to his face and said with a sad and angry look on his face: "Look, look, a good Nascent Soul cultivation level almost made him urge me to the Living Void Stage. Who would I ask for? Do you think this Emperor Donghuang is full and has made such a thing that harms the country and the people?"

"Huh?" The little cat looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and cursed: "You are so cheap that you are still good at it. You don't want to improve your cultivation. Let me come. Such a good opportunity is actually rejected?"

The little cat said as he ran to the elixir furnace, jumped in and jumped in.

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Who cares about this thing? I don't know how to improve my realm? The foundation of true energy obtained in this way is unstable. Whoever you love wants, I don't want it anyway."

The alchemy furnace was silent. Yang Zhen was surprised and kicked it with his feet, making a banging sound: "Bitch, are you still alive?"

Yang Zhen listened for a while, but there was still no movement inside. He climbed onto the alchemy furnace and looked down, and was immediately happy.

The little cat lay in the alchemy furnace with a look of grief and anger. Not to mention the surging and violent fire waves, there was not even a small flame.

Yang Zhen jumped in without believing in the evil spirit, but the alchemy furnace still had no changes.

Looking at the slutty expression on his face, Yang Zhen laughed and said, "Maybe... this thing is a disposable?"

The little cat rushed towards Yang Zhen with a whizz, "Damn, I'm fighting with you, a loser."

"Grass!"

"Ao, it hurts, let it go!"

"Are you convinced?"

"If you accept it, you will be convinced, you will be convinced all over your body, and you will be convinced!"

...

On Wanhua Island, the East Seashore, thousands of monks gathered together, and everyone was looking at the turbulent East Sea.

"Where did Yang Zhen go? Half a month has passed, but there is still no news."

"Will you run away after you get the inheritance of the Emperor of the East Wilderness?"

"No, the elder of the Hailong clan said that Yang Zhen will come out in this place. Don't worry, the Hailong clan never lies."

"Now so many people are waiting for Yang Zhen. It is an unprecedented event. Even the real successor of the Emperor Donghuang has been waiting here for several days. Do you think Yang Zhen is qualified to fight Ye Zhiming after he comes out?"

"What a joke!" Someone sneered: "Ye Zhiming is a powerful man in the Divine Travel Period, and is even stronger than Elder Yang who was killed by Yang Zhen and Elder Quan who had beaten up by the leader of the Hailong clan. Although Yang Zhen is cheap, how can he compare with Ye Zhiming?"

"That's right, and I heard that Ye Zhiming was a person who came out alive after entering the spiritual road. His strength and profound background can be imagined."

"What? The person who came out of the spiritual road?"

When everyone around him took a breath when they heard Linglu, their expressions were horrified, and their eyes flashed with uncertainty at the proud young man in white not far away.

Next to Ye Zhiming, the young man in white, Bai Xuan, Hua Youyue and others stood alone, and there were no monks around him, which showed his status.

"Yang Zhen should be back, right?" Ye Zhiming looked at the magnificent Donghai with curiosity, his face showed a look that was inconsistent with his rumored temperament, and his neck stretched out.

Bai Xuan sneered and said, "Don't you keep the arrogant attitude of the descendant of the East Wilderness?"

"Cough cough!" Ye Zhiming coughed dryly and said, "I will relax occasionally."

Hua Youyue's expression was dull, as if she had not heard the conversation between Ye Zhiming and Bai Xuan.

Bai Xuan and Ye Zhiming looked at each other and saw incredible things in each other's eyes.

Once upon a time, the flower spirit girl, who was the only one in the world, had never shown such a look? The two of them became more and more curious. What is the extraordinary thing about this Yang Zhen that can actually make Hua Youyue pay so much attention?

At this time, Bai Xuan and Ye Zhiming's expressions changed at the same time, and they frowned and looked towards the northwest.

A young man came with his sword, and the terrifying black air rolled like thunder, covering the sky and the sun, dragging out a series of terrifying celestial phenomena that are difficult to see directly.

As the boy got closer, the true energy in the air began to condense, exuding a sense of solemnity and murderous intent.

"Gu Langyun!"

Bai Xuan and Ye Zhiming's faces changed at the same time, and they bit out a name in unison.

The young man was dressed in black, as arrogant as a snake, with a dark look, especially a pair of eyes without any emotion. Everyone was shocked wherever they passed.

All the monks in Donghaibin looked at Gu Langyun in amazement, with an unbelievable look in their eyes.

"My God, what is this young man's cultivation level? His cultivation level is even stronger than Ye Zhiming!"

"How many people did he kill with such a sharp murderous aura that is so creepy."

"More than that, there was an extremely violent aura on the long sword under the young man's feet, and it was very likely that it was a holy-level spiritual treasure!"

"What? Saint-level spiritual treasure, what is this... what is the origin of this young man?"

...

The group of people looked so shocked, and looked at the boy who was shooting from the air in shock, and his face changed repeatedly.

The boy seemed to have not noticed the eyes of everyone, and casually swept over everyone. When his eyes fell on Hua Youyue, a very dark smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was playful and excited, almost pathological.

"Flower Spirit Girl, I finally found you!"
Chapter completed!