Just when Ye Yang didn't know how to explain, an old voice came: "Qingcheng, don't mess around, and don't invite the guests in yet."
Ye Yang felt relieved after hearing that voice. He recognized that the voice was the voice of the headmaster of Jiu Ming Tian Yuan.
Although Ouyang Qingcheng was a little unhappy, she had to give up embarrassing Ye Yang and took them to meet with the headmaster.
Ye Yang and others came to the residence of Master Zhangyuan. The kindly Master Zhangyuan looked at everyone and couldn't help but smile and said, "Our Jiuming Tianyuan will definitely shine in the Five Continents Conference this time."
Although the Master's gaze was very gentle and without any edge, it was this gaze that made Ye Yuhan and others feel as if all the secrets had been seen through at a glance.
"Hmph, what's so great? Isn't it just a big gangster leading a group of little gangsters?" Ouyang Qingcheng pursed her lips and said with some disapproval.
This caused Ye Yang and others to feel embarrassed, but Ouyang Qingcheng immediately woke up, took Feng Qing'er's hand and said, "Good sister, I didn't say anything about you."
Ye Yang shook his head for a while. Sure enough, you should not offend a woman if you offend anyone. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge for twenty years, for a villain to take revenge for twenty years, and for a woman to take revenge from morning to night.
The master in charge looked at everyone, like a kind elder watching a group of children playing, looking at them with a smile.
"Alright, Qingcheng, you can take them to play with the disciples below. Ye Yang and I have something to say alone," the head master said to Ouyang Qingcheng.
After seeing Ouyang Qingcheng and others leaving, the master of the courtyard looked at Ye Yang and said meaningfully, "I asked you to take the place in Jiu Ming Tian Yuan this time. I have some selfish motives, and I hope you won't take offense."
Ye Yang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I can feel your kindness towards the boy. If you need anything, just give me your instructions."
"Haha, the more you say that, the more ashamed you make me feel." The master of the courtyard pondered for a while and continued.
"Do you know why your Tianwu Academy only has a vice president and not a president?"
Ye Yang shook his head and said, "I really don't know about this. I only heard that the dean has been traveling abroad and has never returned."
The Master's white eyebrows trembled, and he sighed and said, "It's not that I'm wandering around, but that I died in the last ancient battlefield."
Without waiting for Ye Yang to answer, he added, "And he didn't die in the hands of the resentful spirit, but in the hands of the Morning Star Holy Land disciples."
Ye Yang's heart sank, but he didn't interrupt. As expected, the story continued. "At the beginning, Luo Yang, who was also the dean of your Tianwu Academy later, was one of my disciples. He was amazingly talented, and he was only twenty-three years old.
It is already the cultivation level of the sect leader in the later period."
It turned out that Luo Yang was a disciple of the master in charge of the academy in front of him, and he was very talented. Later, he was sent to serve as the dean of Tianwu Academy for a period of time, and he was recruited back when the ancient battlefield opened.
Luo Yang had a very good chance. He found a treasure soon after entering the battlefield, but as soon as he got it, he was discovered by the disciples of Morning Star Holy Land and ordered him to hand it over.
Naturally, Luo Yang could not hand it over easily, so the two sides started a battle. What the Morning Star Holy Land disciples did not expect was that Luo Yang's cultivation was extremely powerful. Surrounded by more than a dozen of them, he still killed seven people and escaped from the encirclement.
Luo Yang now angered Morning Star Holy Land. More and more Holy Land disciples were hunting Luo Yang on the ancient battlefield. In the end, Luo Yang was still helpless and dozens of elite disciples were killed instead.
At that time, the Holy Son of the Holy Land was extremely angry and personally killed Luo Yang, but this did not calm his anger. He once warned that in the future, whenever he saw the disciples of Jiu Ming Tian Yuan on the ancient battlefield, he would definitely kill them all.
And that's exactly what they did at that time. When the ancient battlefield was closed last time, fifty people from Jiu Ming Tian Yuan entered, and only four came out alive, and most of them died at the hands of Morning Star Holy Land.
Ye Yang sneered and said, "Morning Star Holy Land has such a strong tone. After trying to kill people to seize the treasure, they just vent their anger on others. Now it's not enough to kill people, but they also want to kill them all?"
"Yes, except for Tianyu Holy Land, all the Holy Lands are basically arrogant and domineering, with an attitude that those who obey me will live and those who go against me will die." After saying this, the always kind-faced Master of the House couldn't help but look angry.
"Is there no one to take care of them?" Ye Yang asked, this is too arrogant, the world does not belong to them, why should they take life and death?
The Master shook his head and said, "The foundation of the Holy Land is beyond our imagination, and war cannot begin between Holy Lands, so they are so unscrupulous, unless..."
"Unless what?" Seeing the Master's hesitation, Ye Yang couldn't help but ask.
"Unless the True Holy Land intervenes, the True Holy Land basically never asks about outside matters." The Master in charge sighed. Obviously, the probability of this happening is low.
Ye Yang knew that the situation in the True Holy Land was not optimistic, so if he had time to take care of these nonsense, it was no wonder that these false Holy Lands were so arrogant.
"Although your cultivation level is not high, I have an intuition that you will become the strongest among the younger generation." The Master looked at Ye Yang and said.
"Hey, Master, you don't have any intention of praising me so much, right?" Ye Yang said with a smile, and he put on a high hat, I'm afraid he will be given a heavy burden next.
"You really guessed it right. I hope you can protect Jiu Ming disciples within your ability," the master said with a solemn face after that.
Ye Yang said, "Don't worry. With my character, Ye Yang, you also know that since I am fighting on behalf of Jiu Ming Tianyuan, I will not just watch Tianyuan disciples being bullied."
"Hehehe, okay, I feel relieved with your words. I would like to thank you on behalf of the children of Jiu Ming Tianyuan." After saying this, the master of the courtyard stood up and bowed to Ye Yang.
Ye Yang hurriedly returned the courtesy and said, "Master Zhang, you are such a bad boy. I can't bear the courtesy of a Lord-level powerful person like you."
"Haha, I've just been a fool for many years. I'm just a bad old man. It's nothing special." The master in charge said with a smile.
Ye Yang raised his thumb and praised, "Just with your magnanimity and magnanimity, you can put countless powerful men to shame. You are the real master."
The Lord in charge's attitude without any pretense is truly impressive. This is true humility.
"That's because I'm old. You must not imitate me. Young people should be full of energy. It would be boring if everyone was like an old man with no energy," the Master said with a smile.
"Okay, don't waste your time with me, an old man. The arena outside is very lively right now. You can go and have a look." The master in charge looked outside as if he had seen through the void.
After Ye Yang said goodbye to the master of the courtyard and came out, he found that the originally bustling courtyard suddenly became extremely quiet.
Ye Yang couldn't help but think that the arena that the master of the courtyard was talking about was heading directly to the arena of Jiu Ming Tian Yuan.
Ye Yang is quite familiar with this place. When he was thrown out of the ring by Ouyang Qingcheng and fought continuously, Ye Yang at that time was only at the peak of the king.
Ye Yang galloped all the way, and after a while he approached the arena. However, before he reached the arena, he saw a large sea of people in front of him, completely submerging the arena.
Almost all of the hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jiu Ming Tian Yuan arrived and shouted loudly towards the arena, but there were so many people shouting that it was impossible to hear what they were shouting.
Ye Yang found an inconspicuous seat and squeezed into the crowd. In the center of the ring, he saw a man stepping on a flying sword and forming seals with his hands. Hundreds of spiritual swords were flying around him, beating his opponent until he was unable to fight back.
As soon as he saw the posture of that slut, Ye Yang knew that this person was Meng Fei and didn't run away, because he was the only one who used his spiritual power to control the airflow around him during the battle.
The effect of this is that no matter there is wind or no wind, you will always have a very chic look with fluttering clothes and flying long hair.
However, the original posture of Xianfeng Daogu was paired with an extremely vulgar face, which made people have an endless urge to beat him to death.
A young disciple next to Ye Yang couldn't help feeling annoyed, "Why is this happening? This wretched guy has won three games in a row."
Ye Yang said, "What? This guy, who is so wretched that people and gods are outraged, can actually win three games in a row?"
When the young disciple saw someone answering the phone and saw that Ye Yang was similar in age to him, he thought he was also a freshman this year. He couldn't help but said, "Isn't that true? He defeated two seniors in the early stage of the sect in succession. It seems that this senior in the middle stage of the sect is now.
I can’t last much longer.”
Ye Yang glanced at the disciple who was fighting against Meng Fei. He had just entered the middle stage of the sect master and his strength was average.
Now Meng Fei is already in the early stage of the sect leader level, and because he cultivates the Lingxiao Canon, his cultivation is extremely solid, and he is also a spiritual cultivator. It is not surprising to defeat a middle stage sect leader.
It's just that this slutty guy can obviously defeat his opponent quickly, but he keeps showing off his gorgeous sword-wielding skills, which is why his opponent has been able to hold on for so long.
Ye Yang patted the young disciple on the shoulder and said sympathetically, "My condolences, brother. When he has reached his level, he is already an invincible existence. We can't compare to him."
The young disciple nodded and said, "Brother, your words are very philosophical. His vulgarity has reached an extreme, almost Taoism."
When Ye Yang was talking nonsense with that young disciple, the disciple on the stage finally couldn't bear the attack of the sword shadows in the sky and was defeated.
"Alas" countless sighs came from them, all of them felt sorry for that disciple, and at the same time they felt unhappy that the wretched boy had won another round.
"Haha, I told you that I am invincible at the same level, but you still don't believe it. Are you convinced now?" Meng Fei laughed triumphantly.
Ye Yuhan, who was sitting in the audience, was meditating with his eyes closed expressionlessly, while Luo Xuefeng and Xiong Kaishan covered their faces with their hands, as if they didn't recognize the person on the stage.
Suddenly, two screams sounded from the audience at the same time, just like a voice saying, "Humph, is that so? Then let us two sisters learn your clever trick" (To be continued)