A group of monks wearing blue and white armors surrounded a young man in white clothes who did not wear any armor.
The old immortal from the Yaoyang Clan tidied up his clothes, bowed and said to the young man in white: "I am the disciple of the Yaoyang Clan, Mao Dongshu. Thank you for your help, senior.
After I return safely, I will definitely tell the sect master to thank you, senior."
The person who can catch them all with one hand and leave them unable to resist must be the Golden Immortal.
There was also a little bit of caution in his words. He would only be grateful if he got back safely. If he couldn't get back, there would be nothing he could do.
Bingyuan glanced at Mao Dongshu indifferently and was too lazy to pay attention. He broke through his heavenly world with one finger and captured Yang Yu, Kumu and others.
"senior?"
Maodong was shocked.
Yang Yu, Kumu and others were even more frightened and trembled, and they quickly knelt on the ground: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life.
If you have any orders, senior, please feel free to give them."
"May I have your name?"
Bingyuan asked Yang Yudao.
Yang Yu found out that the person Bing Yuan was asking was actually him, and he was excited and said quickly: "Junior Yang Yu is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect in the East Extreme Heavenly Territory. He has not yet become a disciple. If he is willing, I would like to become his disciple..."
"Shut up!"
Mao Dongshu yelled in a low voice.
A guy with a small golden elixir and not very good qualifications dares to dream of worshiping the golden immortal as his teacher?
act recklessly.
"Yang Yu?
Good name, who came up with it?”
A smile appeared at the corner of Bingyuan's mouth.
He led the monks from the Ice and Snow Realm to answer the military conscription order. Unexpectedly, he met his own son as soon as he entered the battlefield. The probability was smaller than finding a needle in a haystack, so Bingyuan couldn't help but summon him to practice the path of destiny.
It is a pity that Yang Yifei is in seclusion in the battlefield of the heavens and cannot receive the message at all.
"It's my mother. She said she wanted me to brave the difficulties and rise into the wind."
Yang Yu said carefully.
"Um."
Bingyuan nodded: "I am your father."
"I am your father!"
Yang Yu said this subconsciously.
For a moment, everyone present had strange expressions on their faces, and looked at Yang Yu as if they were looking at a dead person, full of sympathy.
Tsk, originally I was favored by the Golden Immortal, maybe I could turn around, but now I'm fine, I'm dead.
The monks in the Ice and Snow Realm snorted coldly and said nothing. Just the murderous intent in their eyes made Yang Yu's body shiver and his whole body became stiff.
Yang Yu also realized what he had said, his face turned pale, his head was on the ground, and he knelt on the ground motionless.
Kumu wanted to plead for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth under the strong pressure.
"alright."
Bingyuan waved his hand, Yang Yu's body lightened, and all the pressure disappeared.
If it weren't for the ice source covering him, any immortal's gaze could make Yang Yu die tens of millions of times.
"father!"
Yang Yu knelt on the ground and shouted affectionately.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, Bingyuan smiled half-heartedly: "It seems that you have not inherited my wish to die rather than surrender."
Yang Yu just laughed and dared not say a word.
Who knows what the mentally ill Jinxian in front of me is thinking, but it’s better not to seek death.
"Get up."
Bingyuan said: "I am Yang Yifei."
"Really my father?"
Yang Yu suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief: "Isn't it possible?
My father was only in the supernatural realm at the beginning, and now he has become a golden immortal in just a few decades?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at the man in white clothes and white hair in front of them in disbelief.
How many decades did it take to go from the magical realm to the golden immortal?
Are you kidding me?
Even those who have become enlightened are not so evil.
Pei Huangyu, who was next to Bingyuan, was even more physically shaken.
She remembered very clearly that Ao Qing of the Dragon Clan, whom everyone thought was inherited by the Samsara Immortal Lord, was called Yang Yifei in the Ice and Snow Realm at that time.
Bingyuan said lightly: "Time is just accelerating."
The ice source itself has reached the Celestial Immortal Realm, cultivated the ice and snow Dao body, and then used time to accelerate, swallowing part of the ice and snow origin of the Ice and Snow Heaven Realm, and mastered the laws of the Ice and Snow Dao. Successfully promoted to the Golden Immortal is not a problem.
But in everyone's ears, it sounded like thunder.
If time acceleration were so easy, there wouldn't be only so many golden immortals in the heavens.
Yang Yu still couldn't believe it: "My father doesn't look like this."
The monks from the Dongji Heavenly Territory and the Red Dragon Heavenly Territory wanted to block Yang Yu's mouth.
Don't care if he is your biological father or not, even if you know he is not your biological father, just a golden immortal, just let them call him grandpa.
Kumu quickly said: "Young master is too excited, please don't blame me."
In the past, Kumu followed others and called Yang Yifei Young Master, but now that Yang Yifei is a Golden Immortal, and Yang Yu is so old, it is not appropriate to call him Young Master anymore, and he will automatically be promoted to Master.
"Um."
Bingyuan nodded: "Everyone, get up.
Huang Yu, please make arrangements, the people from the East Extreme Heavenly Territory will follow us, and the people from the Yaoyang Clan and the Red Dragon Heavenly Territory will find an opportunity to send us back."
"yes."
Pei Huangyu took the order and left, quickly arranged the people, and then hurried back and saw Yang Yu circling Bingyuan.
"Are you really my father?"
Yang Yu looked Bingyuan up and down.
"To be precise, I am him, he is not me.
I'm just a clone of him."
Bingyuan said.
Not only to explain to Yang Yu, but also to Pei Huangyu.
"I see."
They both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
But immediately, the two of them were even more shocked.
The clones are all golden immortals, so how strong does the main body have to be?
"Dad, is it possible that your true form is... an immortal?"
Yang Yu asked excitedly.
"Soon."
Bingyuan said casually.
From beginning to end, Yang Yifei was sure to become an immortal.
But after becoming an Immortal Lord, he had no idea how to go one step further and become a Taoist.
"Hahaha, my father is going to become an immortal."
Yang Yu laughed loudly and was extremely proud.
"Your strength is too low."
Bingyuan said expressionlessly.
He is the clone of Ice and Snow Avenue, and his face is expressionless.
Yang Yu trembled: "I..." "The original body gave you the few great laws that I finally cultivated so that you could be one step ahead of others as soon as you were born, but you let us down."
Bingyuan said calmly.
Yang Yu yelled at Qu and said, "You are just trying to push back the growth. My foundation is not solid yet."
Bingyuan said: "For others, it is counterproductive, but for you it is not.
These days, just follow me and practice hard."
"All right."
Yang Yu said.
"You... are not dead?"
Pei Huangyu suppressed his shock and asked excitedly.
When she first received the news that Ao Qing had been killed, she was heartbroken for a long time and vowed to avenge him.
"If the Immortal Lord doesn't come out, who can kill me?"
Bingyuan said proudly.
Although I don’t know what the original strength is now, he is already a golden immortal, so his original form will naturally not be bad.
"Then why do the White Dragon Clan say you are dead?"
Pei Huangyu was puzzled.
That was said by the White Dragon Emperor himself.
As an emperor and a strong man in the Golden Fairy Realm, there is no mistake.
Bingyuan smiled contemptuously and said: "Because I have never been a dragon."
Yang Yu's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, and he suddenly said: "Little Mom?"