It was Qian Yue Dong Tian who came from the Northern Underworld to participate in the robbery of the divine beads. This was something Qian Yu did not expect.
He found out clearly that the disciples of Qianyue Dongtian would use the teleportation array. The teleportation array shared by Nanhuang and the outside world was located in Baiyan City. Qianyu made a special trip to Baiyan City and waited beside the teleportation array.
Daochang did not wait with him, he went to collect news about Tianxuan Sect.
After waiting for half a day, several groups of people came to the teleportation array. They were all cultivators who came to practice in the southern wilderness. Qianyu was a little bored waiting. At this time, two people appeared on the teleportation array, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a gray robe with disheveled hair.
, has a long beard and looks slovenly, like a drunken drunkard. The woman is ordinary-looking, wearing a moon-white dress, with a orchid temperament, gentle and elegant.
As soon as these two people appeared, Qianyu immediately stood up and shouted: "Master!"
The man was startled and walked quickly towards Qianyu, looking left and right, up and down, as if he was sizing up a monkey.
"Are you... a human or a ghost?" Zhao Yangtian asked suspiciously.
"Master, I am your disciple!" Qianyu was very excited. He came out to work for more than ten years. He has not seen Zhao Yangtian's face for a long time. Zhao Yangtian's face has not changed much, and his face is a little thinner.
A beard.
"I don't believe it." Zhao Yangtian shook his head and said to Xu Qiuyun, "Zhutou, do you think he looks like my disciple?"
Xu Qiuyun frowned and said: "It does look similar, but according to age, Qianyu should be in his thirties. He looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, which is too young."
"That's right!" Zhao Yangtian felt that it made sense and pointed at Qianyu and said: "Young man, let me tell you, don't think that I am easily deceived because I am old. I asked about it before I came here. There are many scammers in the Southern Wilderness.
I won’t be fooled by you.”
"Master, I am really your disciple!" Qianyu couldn't help but argue hard.
"Young people today are just tough talkers. I've already exposed you, so stop pretending and show your true colors." Zhao Yangtian didn't believe what Qian Yu said, "I'll tell you another piece of news. My disciple, in ten
You have already traveled to Hexi years ago, and you tell me that you are my disciple, do you think I am stupid?"
"Master, do you still remember this?" In order to prove his identity, Qianyu took out his own happy wine from the mustard bag.
Zhao Yangtian took it doubtfully, took a sip and said, "Not bad, you can also make wine."
"Master, do you taste something familiar?"
"What's that familiar smell?" Zhao Yangtian hasn't drunk Qianyu's wine in more than ten years, and he has long forgotten the taste of Happy Wine.
"You must remember this!" Qianyu took out the red meteor stick and showed it to Zhao Yangtian.
Seeing this red meteor stick suddenly brought back Zhao Yangtian's memories. He snatched the red meteor stick and stroked it while saying: "How come you have my disciple's relics? Tell me, do you know me?"
What is the whereabouts of my disciple? Is my disciple still alive?"
"I am your disciple, Master!" Qianyu said earnestly.
Zhao Yangtian looked at Qianyu carefully again and said, "You do have many similarities with my disciple, but I think you are lying to me."
"Master, you ask me a question, and if I can't answer it, it means I'm lying."
"Okay, let me ask you, what did my disciple and I wear when we first met?"
"It's similar in color to the one you have now, but that dress is in tatters."
"That's right. Let me ask one more question, what is the name of the first stick technique I taught my disciple?"
"The stick that draws thunder and splits the mountain!"
"The last one, who do I like?"
"Princess!"
"Congratulations on your correct answer! You are really my disciple!" Zhao Yangtian held Qianyu in his arms excitedly, his eyes were wet with excitement, "Disciple, you are still alive, it's great! Thank God, thank Buddha.
"
Xu Qiuyun was also very happy and said: "Qianyu, your master and I came to the Southern Wilderness this time just to find you."
"We have no interest in the Wind Controlling Divine Pearl at all. We are here to find you." Zhao Yangtian said seriously.
"Disciple, I never thought you were still alive. I have prepared a tombstone for you. I will offer you incense every Qingming Festival."
"Master, when you go back this time, you can throw away the tombstone." Qianyu suggested.
"Now that we have found our disciple, let's go back." Zhao Yangtian said to Xu Qiuyun.
"Master, I have something to ask you for help."
"Say it."
"I want to swallow the Wind Controlling Pearl."
"Is your brain burned out?" Zhao Yangtian touched his forehead, then touched Qianyu's forehead, and said doubtfully, "No, the body temperature is normal."
"My idea is this. This time because of the emergence of the Wind-Resisting Divine Pearl, many big forces are eyeing the Wind-Resisting Pavilion. I want to help the Wind-Resisting Pavilion."
"You don't stand with so many powerful forces, but you choose to stand with the weakest side?"
"Yes, I want to try it."
"Well, you are worthy of being my disciple." Zhao Yangtian praised, "You have courage!"
"Zhu Tou, let's go to Yufeng Pavilion with our disciple and help Yufeng Pavilion."
"Yeah." Xu Qiuyun supported Zhao Yangtian.
The Yufeng Pavilion was built in a sandstorm, but it was able to stand firm because the disciples of the Yufeng Pavilion could control the power of the wind and make the wind work for them.
The building of Yufeng Pavilion rises in a spiral, consistent with the shape of the wind, spiraling upward, about a hundred meters high. Zhao Yangtian took Qianyu all the way up, and then landed at the highest point.
This is the commanding heights of Yufeng Pavilion and where the pavilion master lives. The pavilion master of Yufeng Pavilion is Feng Chen. The previous pavilion master abdicated and was replaced by Feng Chen, the most senior one.
Feng Chen's cultivation has reached the early stage of becoming a god. He lives in an elegant wooden attic on the top floor and is practicing calligraphy.
"Master Feng Pavilion, I have long admired you." Zhao Yangtian stepped straight into the attic and walked towards Feng Chen. Feng Chen had white hair and was wearing a white robe. He looked almost seventy years old, but he didn't feel senile at all. He was energetic and full of energy.
"Who are you?"
"I am Qianyue Cave Heaven Zhao Yangtian. This is my disciple Qianyu, and this is my junior sister Xu Qiuyun." Zhao Yangtian introduced them one by one.
"Qianyue Cave Heaven, are you here for the Wind Control Pearl?" Feng Chen asked calmly, just glanced at the three of them and continued to practice calligraphy.
"Yes, Master Feng Pavilion must know very well that there are many forces who are interested in this divine bead."
"This is my private matter in Yufeng Pavilion, so I won't bother you to worry about it." Feng Chen replied calmly.
"Haha, it's not that I'm worried, I just have a plan. It can not only help your house resolve the crisis, but also defeat the forces that come to visit."
"Appreciate further details."
"I suggest that my disciple...swallow the Wind Controlling Divine Bead."
"What did you say?" Feng Chen stopped writing and looked at Qianyu, "Let a person who has cultivated in the early stage of Taiyi Realm swallow the Wind Control Divine Pearl? Is he impatient?"
"Senior, this junior has already devoured the Heavenly Thunder Divine Bead, and is relatively experienced in devouring the Divine Bead." Qianyu said modestly.
Feng Chen was startled. The idea of swallowing the divine bead was already unthinkable, but Qianyu said that he was very experienced in this area...
Do you think the divine beads are meat buns that you can swallow if you want? Just the Wind-controlling divine beads from Yufeng Pavilion already gave Feng Chen a splitting headache. The divine beads were not under his control at all, even if he was a cultivator in the realm of transformation.
Because, it can only suppress but not control the divine bead. The young man in front of him dreamed of devouring it, and he was afraid that it would be torn into pieces before he even got close to the divine bead.
"This is not a joke, it might kill someone." Feng Chen threatened.
"It's okay, I'm just trying."
Feng Chen hesitated for a while and said: "Okay."
He decided to let Qianyu try it. Anyway, the power of the divine bead was so powerful that even Zhao Yangtian and the others couldn't take it away, so he might as well let them try it.