My Master Is a God

Yang Yiyun was a little nervous for no reason, but even if he wanted to turn around and leave at this moment, it was unrealistic because he was already very close to the checkpoint. He knew that if he turned around and left now, he would attract attention.

Just grit your teeth and keep moving forward. It may not necessarily be him who is being investigated.

Yang Yiyun comforted himself like this.

Soon it was his turn.

"Stop~"

A god blocked him and signaled to stop.

Yang Yiyun stopped with a calm expression on his face.

At this time, he saw a born man take out a mirror-like artifact and shine it on him.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun's heart was tense.

He was prepared for the worst.

The worst case scenario is to start killing. Anyway, the gods who have set up the checkpoint in front of us are only a dozen people, and they have not yet surpassed the level of gods, so there is no need to be nervous.

Yang Yiyun felt nothing when the mirror-like artifact shone on his body.

But he noticed that the god holding the artifact was looking at the changes in the mirror.

"What did Lao Liu find?"

Another god came over and asked.

"Sir, this person looks somewhat similar to the divine man we are looking for, but his aura is wrong and his cultivation is wrong..." The god holding the mirror to check said hesitantly.

Hearing this Tiansheng speak, Yang Yiyun's heart skipped a beat. Now he was almost sure that he was really looking for him.

But the next moment, I heard that god again, cursing: "You must be mentally ill, the boy we are looking for is in the realm of gods and humans, and has white hair, but this person is at the peak of the gods. He is a bald man. Less than two hundred years have passed and his aura is wrong. How could it be possible?

From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of anyone who can step from a god to a high-ranking god in less than two hundred years. Even those top geniuses need at least a thousand years to do so.

What’s more, the aura is wrong. Others can be wrong, but the aura can’t deceive. There is a faint evil spirit in this kid. Similar appearance is useless. There are tens of thousands of people who are exactly the same in the God Realm. You Don't wait around, kid. If we continue to check things like this, there will be hundreds of thousands of people entering and exiting the Celestial City every day. We still have to learn from the first Celestial God Team. Those days will be really comfortable. Don't wait around, kid~"

"Yes, sir, I understand." The god holding the artifact to inspect was scolded by his superior and nodded repeatedly. He himself felt that what the Lord said was good.

It is true that they are looking for a god-man, but not a high-level god. No one can step from a god-man to the realm of a high-level god in less than two hundred years.

"You hurry up and leave~"

The god impatiently urged Yang Yiyun to go quickly and not be in the way behind.

Yang Yiyun was a little stunned. He actually let him pass without questioning him. Moreover, he also heard the conversation between the two gods. He snickered in his heart. No one else would be able to step into the world from a god within two hundred years. God, but he is an exception. In fact, based on the actual cultivation time, he has practiced in Qiankun Pot for more than a hundred years. The total cultivation time is more than three hundred years.

But I feel very proud when I think about it. Even after more than three hundred years, he has almost reached the point where others can look up to him in cultivation.

He didn't expect to pass the test so easily. This would have burned his hair with three evil eyes and infected him with evil spirit.

There are also benefits to having a bald head.

Soon Yang Yiyun passed the checkpoint and entered the huge celestial city.

He recalled the previous conversation between the two gods, and heard a term called "upper god". This title sounded good, perhaps it was the name of the Celestial Clan for the realm of cultivation. Yi Qianxing told him that it was the upper level, and what he heard now It's the upper level, but it's not difficult to understand. Some of the names are different between the two tribes, but they are the same.

A higher-level inborn person looks like a higher-level god.

…

After getting closer, I saw the three characters "East City Gate" written on the city gate. The city walls were about a hundred meters high and covered with dense inscriptions. It was obvious that this city was also protected by a powerful formation.

After entering Tiancheng, Yang Yiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had temporarily escaped the pursuit of the Celestials. This was a good thing. He happened to take advantage of this time to cultivate the Dark Demon King's armor.

Do something for yourself.

The first thing to do is to find a reliable weapon refining master. He doesn't want to be cheated, and what he needs to repair is the Dark Demon Emperor's armor. The important thing is that there is also a pair of claws of the Dark Demon Emperor, but They are all at the level of heavy treasures, but don't be fooled by others. He won't be able to cry well when the time comes.

Yang Yiyun walked forward aimlessly with things in his mind, but at a certain moment he was suddenly hit by someone.

"The old man is going to cripple you today."

It was accompanied by a curse.

"Ah~ I'm sorry, little brother~"

At first glance, Yang Yiyun saw that it was the person who bumped into him. He was an old god in his sixties, but his cultivation level was that of a high-ranking god.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was cursed by three vicious superior gods.

This one is a god with no marks on his forehead, while the three gods opposite have marks on their eyebrows.

In the heart of the gods as one, Yang Yiyun was not angry that the old man bumped into him. Instead, he stretched out his hand to help the old man up. He sighed in his heart that it seems that there is no lack of bullying anywhere. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Oppression applies everywhere.

"Are you okay?" Yang Yiyun helped the old man up and asked casually.

But just this sentence caused the three fierce gods on the opposite side to open fire on him.

"Hey, kid, stop meddling in other people's business and just die. Otherwise, I'll break your legs."

The curse made Yang Yiyun frown and look up.

"Keep your mouth clean, or your mouth will be torn apart." Yang Yiyun has no good impression of the Celestial Clan, let alone the Celestial Clan who cursed him. Anyway, there are only three gods, of which there is only one high-ranking god, and the other two are middle-ranking gods. Not worth mentioning to him.

"Ah ha, you are so capable, you are looking for death..." The middle-aged high-ranking god suddenly looked at him with a fierce look, ready to teach Yang Yiyun a lesson if he made any disagreement.

At this moment, the old man quickly stood in front of Yang Yiyun and said: "Master Biao, calm down, calm down. I owe you the sacred stone. Give me three days and I will pay it back to you immediately. I don't care about this fellow Taoist."

After speaking, the old man quickly whispered to Yang Yiyun: "Little brother, please leave quickly. They are members of the Tiancheng Villain Gang and cannot be offended. He owes them the Divine Stone. Even if he can't pay it today, the worst they can do is beat me up." Tiancheng and the others don’t dare to kill anyone, so hurry up and leave.”

Yang Yiyun frowned. He finally understood. It turned out to be a debt collector. It was this old man who owed the other party the divine stone. It sounded like this gang of villains seemed to have some power in the Celestial City, so much so that the old man did not dare to offend the gods at all. Besides, he owed the other party the divine stone. First.

But at this time, the so-called Evil Gang God sneered: "Old man, don't think that I can't do anything to you. You have been saying this for three days. Today, if I can't get the magic stone, although I can't kill you, I can't kill you." But it can destroy your cultivation."

"Master Biao, I really can't get it out today, please just give me three days, okay? I've already smashed the Ten Thousand God Stone into your Tiandifang, and I've never failed to pay for it. Besides, my divine embryo mark is all on you." Can I still run away with my hands?" the old man begged.

The superior god whom the old man called Mr. Biao sneered: "Old man Mr. Biao, I have given you three chances, but you are running away from me. How can I trust you? The mark of the divine fetus is useful, even if Destroying it will only lower your cultivation level a little, and it will be of no use to me. Master Biao, I only recognize the divine stone. Today you talk about breaking the sky, and I can't let you go or trust you.

Now there are two ways for you to go. The first is to hand over the sacred stone obediently to you, an old man. The second is to destroy your cultivation. You can choose for yourself. "The superior god who called himself Master Biao looked at the old man with a ferocious smile.

He also glanced at Yang Yiyun intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were really threatening, which meant stop being so nosy, otherwise I will deal with you too.

Yang Yiyun finally understood. This old man seemed to have gone to a place similar to a gambling house. He did not expect that this kind of game also existed in the God Realm. No matter where it is, gambling is a harmful thing.

Perhaps the old man brought it upon himself, but the other party was not a good person either.

Yang Yiyun never saw a gambler in his life. After he figured it out, he turned around and prepared to leave. Since he was a gambler, he didn't want to care about it.

But the old man's plea came from behind, and he knelt on the ground and begged.

But the high-ranking god named Master Biao kicked the old man and cursed in a vicious voice: "Old man, you lowly gods are such bastards. Why do you have no capital to enter the Heaven and Earth Workshop? Since you can't get the divine stone. , I will destroy you~"

As he finished speaking, he punched the old man's dantian suddenly.

When Yang Yiyun heard the other party cursing the lowly gods, he felt unreasonably angry. He turned around suddenly, rushed over, and punched away.

"Boom ~ click ~"

"Ah~"

There was a roar, and Yang Yiyun punched Biao Ye's fist. Suddenly there was a sound of bones breaking, and Biao Ye fell to the ground with a scream.

Yang Yiyun followed closely and stepped on Mr. Biao's chest, causing a burst of energy all over his body.

But it temporarily confused Master Biao and the two middle gods around him, and even left the old man dumbfounded.

"How many sacred stones does he owe you?" Yang Yiyun stepped on Master Biao's cold voice and asked.

Master Biao was frightened by Yang Yiyun's strength. He didn't expect that he was also a high-ranking god, but he didn't expect that this bald man was much more powerful than him, and the aura he exuded was far superior to his.

He stuttered subconsciously: "Eight thousand and eight hundred low-grade sacred stones with the principal and interest."

Yang Yiyun waved his hand and ten thousand low-grade divine stones appeared next to Mr. Biao. He said in a deep voice: "This is ten thousand divine stones, including your medical expenses. Is it enough?"

He let go of his feet as he spoke.

When Master Biao saw this bald young man casually taking action with ten thousand low-grade divine stones, with extraordinary bearing and strength, he suddenly felt guilty. He knew that there were many powerful forces in the God Clan that he could not afford to offend, and the evil gang behind him were also offended. Sorry.

This bald young man seems to be the son of some powerful force. Otherwise, if he comes out with ten thousand low-grade divine stones, he won't blink an eye. He can't be offended and he won't tolerate it.

Besides, he also got an extra 1,200 sacred stones. The medical expenses for broken bones are nothing at all. In the eyes of Mr. Biao, the sacred stones are everything. Even a thousand sacred stones are a great fortune for many people. .

"Enough...enough~" In the end, Mr. Biao nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face, put away the sacred stone and left. Anyway, he didn't dare to provoke this bald man until he found out his origin.

"Wait~" Yang Yiyun said.

"This... sir, what else do you have to say?" Mr. Biao asked with a worried smile.

Yang Yiyun looked at this man's face and felt really disgusted. If he didn't want to cause trouble, he would really want to kill this guy.

He took a deep breath, pointed at the old man, and then said, "Do you want to leave the mark of his divine fetus?"

Master Biao was stunned for a moment, then he nodded and said, "I forgot, I should, I should~"

After saying that, he took out a magic card and threw it to the old man and said, "Old man, you are lucky this time. You have met this kind-hearted man. This is the magic card and the contract. It's settled."

The old man took the magic card and looked in a daze.

"Sir, can we leave?" Mr. Biao still asked cautiously.

Yang Yiyun said coldly: "Go away~"

The latter disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if granted amnesty.

Yang Yiyun also turned around and left without even looking at the old man. He took out ten thousand divine stones because he was not short of divine stones. The point was that the old man was a god, and he was also an ascended god. They were from the same lineage, and he felt sympathy.