I have a promise with the beauty

The mysterious strong man knew that Yang Qingshan could not break through the series of formation traps, and immediately understood that Yang Qingshan was not a disciple of Yuan Zhenzi, but he could go in and out of the manor and follow the two old men to earn a living. Yang Qingshan was not a simple person, so the strong man

As soon as he raised his hand, all the pebbles in the cave returned to his hand, and Yang Qingshan was also sucked out by a suction force and held in his hand. A pair of cold eyes stared at Yang Qingshan up and down.

"The Heavenly Thunder Spiritual Root can be cultivated to produce the power of Heaven during the Nascent Soul Stage when you transcend tribulations. It's not simple, it's not simple, haha... There is hope for the Gate of Nothingness."

The mysterious strong man laughed and picked up Yang Qingshan in his hand, as if he was weightless, and flew away.

Yang Qingshan didn't feel like his cultivation was sealed. He could resist the mysterious strong man, but Yang Qingshan wisely chose to cooperate. The formation restriction with one hand gave him a headache, and with one hand, he was distracted.

This is the reason why his cultivation is too strong. Yang Qingshan grimaced, closed his eyes and waited for the meat on the chopping board. What was hateful was that old man Tianyue hid.

The mysterious strong man carried Yang Qingshan and flew upwards. He used his own cultivation to penetrate the clouds without passing through the teleportation array. This kind of power completely calmed Yang Qingshan's heart.

I don't know how many layers of clouds it penetrated. Yang Qingshan felt like he was thrown heavily to the ground. He stood up with a splitting headache and stared dumbfoundedly at the endless starry sky. Under his feet was the entire training mountain, and there was only a mysterious strong man beside him.

one person.

"Where is this?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"I saw it and asked, are the outsiders just dishonest and trying to escape? I can't escape, haha..." The mysterious strong man laughed crazily, with a kind of madness in his cold eyes.

"Old Tie, you are still the same." A voice appeared, and Yang Qingshan did not notice anyone else.

"Come out, Lao Li." The mysterious strong man Lao Tie said with a crooked mouth.

Yang Qingshan looked nervously at the empty starry sky. He now understood that the strong man Lao Tie was a powerful madman, and the more mysterious stranger was also a master more powerful than Lao Tie. It seemed that his tragic fate was

It was about to start. If I had known it, I would have been obedient and hid in the manor.

The starry sky became distorted, and a thin figure walked slowly over, with gray hair and a fairy-like spirit, looking at Lao Tie with a smile.

"You don't want to introduce me? The Void Sect has a genius, and the Void Sect is about to regain its glory." Lao Li said.

Lao Tie said with a gloomy face: "What? I'm envious. If you're envious, don't peek around. Although I don't have the strength of a golden immortal, I'm still a great immortal, right? I need to be more honest."

"Well... your cultivation has improved, and so has your temper. Why don't we use our hands and feet to do something about it," Lao Tie said.

"No, no, no." Lao Tie suddenly became honest and laughed, with a strong and cheeky look on his face.

"Well, well, yes, yes, the Heavenly Thunder Spiritual Root, the realm of Tianwei, yes, give it to me. I need a successor in the Experience Mountain." Old Li said.

"Old Li, this is my disciple of the Void Sect, you can't poach me," Lao Tie said.

"Forget it." Lao Li said disdainfully.

Yang Qingshan was completely dumbfounded. The Lao Tie beside him was from the Xianwu Sect and should be one of his own, but Lao Li was the master of the Experience Mountain, the legendary Golden Immortal, who could refine a mountain specifically for training below the Dacheng stage.

, strength means everything, the seniors who looked like iron towers all withered.

"What are you doing here?" Lao Tie asked.

"Nothing? It's just that there are rumors that the Tianyue clan has appeared, and it seems to have something to do with you as a disciple." Li Lishan said.

"Really? I don't know. I've only been here three days." Lao Tie said with a gloomy face. If Yang Qingshan was from the Tianyue clan, then this disciple would be in trouble. He couldn't help but look at Yang Qingshan and his eyes changed.

"Master." Yang Qingshan said immediately: "I am not from the Tianyue clan."

"real?"

"real."

"Well... Lao Li, what do you think?" Lao Tie said.

"No, he doesn't have the temperament of the Tianyue clan."

"That's good. All the disciples of the Void Sect have no temperament, haha... let's go, dear disciple."

"Wait a minute, Master is Master, but what is your relationship with Yuan Zhenzi's grandson?" Yang Qingshan said.

"That grandson is my senior brother, and I am his junior brother. He has been suppressing him for three thousand years. Hehe, you look unconvinced. One is following me, and the other is following that grandson." Lao Tie said.

"Then... of course... I'm going to hang out with Master." Yang Qingshan hesitated for a long time and said.

"Very good, let's go."

"Wait a minute." Lao Li also stopped him.

"Lao Li, I have seen it a long time ago. You are just jealous of me and want to rob me."

"Go, go, go, who has taken a fancy to your apprentice? Your apprentice was also snatched away. I don't care. I'm here to inform you that a gathering of seniors of our generation is coming. Don't forget it. You forgot it last time

, I missed an exchange, otherwise you would have been a golden immortal long ago." Li Lishan said, shook his head and flew away with a smile.

Lao Tie waited until he could no longer feel Li Lishan nearby, then smiled at Yang Qingshan, then carried it away and flew away, turning into a meteor in the starry sky.

A month later, Yang Qingshan knew that he was wrong. He had completely misjudged Yuan Zhenzi. There was no one in the Gate of Nothingness, and he was the only one left. What is it now? After flying for a month, Lao Li threw himself in

On a planet, this planet is not big, with only about one million people. The problem is that these one million people are all disciples of the Void Sect, and they have been there since the Qi Training Stage and the Daocheng Stage. Yang Qingshan stopped among the crowd, and there was

One of millions of disciples.

"One million disciples? Oh my god."

After Yang Qingshan inquired carefully, he found out that the previous leader of the Void Sect was obsessed with training and died. The only two disciples were Yuan Zhenzi and Yuan Tiezi.

Mountain, and the Void Sect, the last planet that had been hidden for many years, was occupied by Yuan Tiezi, becoming a leader who was not the leader.

"Junior brother." A senior brother flew in front of Yang Qingshan, taught Yang Qingshan a basket of materials, and added with a smile: "I will need it tonight."

"I want you to be a big-headed ghost." Yang Qingshan finally couldn't help shouting. The basket of materials in front of him very likely belonged to the grandson in front of him. Now that it's fine, Yuan Tiezi just threw him away and ignored him. After all, he is

With the Tianlei Spiritual Root and the realm of Tianwei, why am I being bullied by a grandson in the late Nascent Soul stage, one basket a day, for a whole month?

"Grandson, today I want to let you know how powerful grandpa is." Yang Qingshan raised his hand and there was a thunderbolt. The senior brother died before he could say "I am your senior brother" and lay on the ground, his whole body black and his limbs shaking wildly.

"Forget it, forget it." An old housekeeper at the Golden Core stage persuaded: "The strength of the Void Sect proves everything. You can't beat them at the early stage of Nascent Soul."

"But it's not me who is paralyzed on the ground now." Yang Qingshan raised his head and said.

"Forget it, there are many of them. Among the last disciples of the Void Sect, there are more than 500,000 Nascent Soul Stage disciples."

Yang Qingshan was stunned and immediately turned around and entered the room.

The senior brother who was lying on the ground stood up with difficulty, cursed a few words into the room, threw a harsh word, turned around and called for someone.

Bang, the room was kicked open by Yang Qingshan, he deliberately looked at the sky and said to the housekeeper: "Old man, the world has changed, please put away your clothes."

"The weather has changed? The weather is good, cloudless and sunny," the old housekeeper said.

"Really?" Yang Qingshan sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder burst out from the cloudless sky, and a bolt of lightning fell. Then the sky changed drastically, rolling thunderclouds gathered, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, lightning and thunder.

.

The senior fellow apprentice who was hacked by Yang Qingshan quickly called for help. Dozens of senior fellow apprentices arrived at the Yuan Ying stage of Yishui. When they arrived at the room on the mountain peak, they were frightened by the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

One jump.

"Brother, what's going on? It was sunny just now, but it's going to rain in the blink of an eye." A junior brother said worriedly, "Is there something weird?"

"How can it be weird? A junior fellow who is in the early stage of Yuan Ying was captured by the master as a coolie. Hehe, you dare to attack me. Senior brothers, life in the Void Sect is getting harder and harder now. Even the junior fellow who has just started.

They are all riding on our heads, and today we will let them know who is the master of the Void Sect."

"Yes, let these new disciples know who is the master of the Void Sect!"

Dozens of Nascent Soul stage disciples roared together and swooped towards the small house on the mountain. People from afar began to throw slates. Various true techniques were also colorful, but Yang Qingshan, who was standing on the mountain, just grinned, hehe.

With a smile, the rolling thunder clouds in the sky exploded, and countless thunderbolts fell down.

A dozen Nascent Soul stage disciples originally thought they could dodge the sky thunder, but who knew that the sky thunder could turn around and hit them with a swish, and passed out without saying a word.

Yang Qingshan felt like a butcher. There was no longer a spider web formation on the mountain. The senior brothers who fell from the sky fell steadily into the spider web. As soon as the net was closed, Yang Qingshan used all these so-called senior brothers.

The immortal rope was tied up, making the butler on the side open his mouth in shock.

"Don't be stunned, let's get some fairy ropes. The stronger, the better." Yang Qingshan said cheerfully, finally venting his month of depression.

Half a moment later, Yang Qingshan crossed his legs coolly, drinking tea and eating snacks. He looked at the dozens of senior brothers who were tied up with a smile and shook his head slightly. Yang Qingshan was too lazy to speak.

"Junior brother, you can't do this. When did you refine one of the most powerful formations in the Void Sect, the Ten Thousand Thunder Formation."

"How do I know?" Yang Qingshan rolled his eyes and said, "But you guys, why should I come here? I'm working? How can I hand in the task if you make such a fuss? How can I receive the contribution if I don't hand in the task? No

How can I live my life if I don't contribute? Although cultivating immortals can transcend the world, I like to eat very much. How can you compensate me?"

"I will compensate, I will compensate, as long as my junior brother teaches me the Ten Thousand Thunder Formation."

"Well~ there are so many people, don't you want to learn?" Yang Qingshan asked deliberately. Those senior brothers who dared not speak were stunned and looked at the senior senior brother at the Nascent Soul Stage, their eyes gradually becoming fierce.

"What are you going to do? When I learn the Ten Thousand Thunder Formation, we can stand out among the Nascent Soul disciples..."

"Senior brother, don't say anything. We also want to learn. Who can learn differently? We learn. You... have a good rest."

Yang Qingshan smiled. Dozens of senior fellow apprentices had already begun to fight among themselves. It seemed that his cloud thunder pool had been misunderstood as the Ten Thousand Thunder Formation, so he had to make good use of it.