My Master Is a God

Yang was really full of expectations for the legendary ghost cultivator, or love rival.

Of course, his mind was already running rapidly, and his eyes were constantly flashing.

People who know Yang Yiyun well may have guessed what Yang is up to at this moment.

For example, Dugu Qingqing and Lu Xuexi, including Yu Linglong, all saw Yang's twinkling light, and they all mourned in silence for the ghost and god Zhong Yuan who was about to come in.

After a while, two people walked in.

One old and one young.

how to say?

Great surprise appeared.

The old one is old and fat. It can be said to be short and fat. It can be summed up as ugly.

The other one is just the opposite, young and full of vitality. In Yang Yiyun's eyes, it can be summed up in one jealous word - three words - pretty boy.

Haofa was a young man who was so handsome in Yang's eyes that he thought he was more handsome than him.

And this kind of handsomeness is handsome with enchanting charm.

He was jealous inside.

No wonder Lu Xuexi wanted to get in touch with this kid.

Of course this is the first impression of appearance.

This is the realm of gods after all, a world where the strong are respected.

Being handsome is useless. If you want to seduce good women and flirt with girls in the God Realm, you must have strong strength. To deal with this, you must have an identity and background.

Next is the charm of personal character. Yang Yiyun feels that this aspect can be ignored, because in a world where the strong are respected, those who have strength have everything.

This is not a mortal world.

When he thought of this, Yang felt confident in his heart.

Dude, I am currently in the realm of the first level of Heavenly Law. In terms of strength, I can fight even the fifth level of Heavenly Law. As long as it is not the level of Hedao, he is not afraid.

In terms of identity and background, hehe, I am the Supreme God, in charge of a divine realm, with 400,000 disciples under his command, and I am a figure on the same level as the Supreme Emperor of the Celestial Clan.

How about a pretty boy?

Yang felt dissatisfied, but he had to admit that the pretty boy who came in was indeed attractive and handsome.

Not to mention women, he felt his heart flutter after seeing them all. This was the first time he had seen a man who looked so charming.

As for the kind of person who doesn't seem to change his appearance intentionally, it seems that his appearance is natural.

With this thought in his mind, Yang Yiyun looked over unscrupulously to check the opponent's cultivation level.

But at the next moment, his expression suddenly froze.

My heart immediately screamed.

At this time, an old man and a young man had already entered the hall.

Everyone, old and young, was deeply touched by the people who were looking at them unscrupulously. They felt it immediately and looked up.

“Ahem~”’

Yang coughed unnaturally to hide his embarrassment.

It was his voice of embarrassment that immediately broke the silence in the hall.

It is said to be peaceful because from the moment the young and old walked through the door and appeared in everyone's sight, no matter it was Yang Yiyun, except for the Lu family sisters, others such as Dugu Qingwu, Yu Linglong, Shuangying God Emperor, Nanxuan The four of them also looked straight in the eyes like Yang Yiyun.

Everyone was shocked by the appearance of the young man who walked in.

This made Yang very dissatisfied.

He coughed and glared at the four of them fiercely. The look in his eyes seemed to suggest that he could have some potential.

At this moment, the young man smiled calmly and said: "I didn't expect Miss Lu to have guests here. I would be rude then."

When he changed his words, a fan appeared in his hand.

Yang Yiyun could see clearly that what the other party was holding was a bone fan. The fabric looked like it was made of some kind of flesh skin. The color was as red as blood. There were very ancient inscriptions on it. It was very beautifully made. The fan made of bones was in a strange place. In the hands of young people, it is a perfect match.

It fits his temperament very well.

They're all pretty.

The point is, in Yang Yiyun's eyes, this enchanting young man is full of grandeur and aura in his movements and speech, and he seems to be a superior person.

The old man next to him has an expressionless face, giving the impression of being cold and emotionless. He is always half-way behind the young man, and he carries a respectful look, more like a servant of the young man.

Yang Yiyun observed these details, his heart fluctuating constantly.

The aura displayed by this young man made him have to admit that it seemed to be no weaker than him, or even worse. In comparison, he was more sophisticated, like an ancient nobleman.

At this time, the young man continued to speak on his own: "I am Zhong Yuan, the ghost and god realm in the north. My father, Zhong Kui, the master of ghosts and gods, has cultivated to the first level of heaven and rules. He is my servant. I call me Uncle You, who has cultivated to the third level of heaven and rules. I don't know how many of them there are. yes……?"

Very much in line with Yang Yiyun's expectations, he deliberately measured the other person's cultivation level, but the other party openly reported his family status and revealed his own level of cultivation without any scruples.

There are only two reasons for being so frank.

The first one is extremely confident in his own heritage.

Second, it is showing off, arrogant, looking down on others, and intended to intimidate and threaten.

In Yang Yiyun's mind, he has both.

I thought to myself: "You idiot, you are trying to intimidate me~"

Indeed, when he checked the opponent's cultivation level just now, he was shocked.

He didn't expect that after running so far and reaching such a remote place, he would meet two powerful men in one go.

And there are still people who want to poach his corner and seduce his women. One has the same cultivation level as him, and the other is two levels stronger than him.

In terms of appearance, cultivation, and even identity and background, it seemed... that he was going to lose today.

Although he had never heard of the son of a master in the world of ghosts and gods, it seemed that his status was not low.

I met a strong enemy today~

The young man who claimed to be Zhong Yuan showed his majestic side from the very beginning.

Next, he thought that he couldn't be petty and couldn't be compared with the other party.

Wait~

Yang Yiyun suddenly realized, what did this guy just say... my father Zhong Kui? ? ?

Zhong Kui? ? ?

Yang Yiyun was a little confused.

The name Zhong Kui is not unfamiliar to him~

When I was a child, I often heard stories about Zhong Kui catching ghosts told by old men in the village. I even saw them in many homes. A portrait of Zhong Kui was hung in the middle hall to anchor the house...

Does it have anything to do with knowing Zhong Kui?

Think about it, it's impossible, this is the world of gods.

The world of ghosts and gods is already the north outside the mainstream world of gods. In Yu Linglong's words, it is the land of barbarians.

It shouldn't matter.

But Zhong Kui's name is indeed very strong in Yang Yiyun's heart.

The hall was a little quiet at this time.

Everyone looked shocked, except of course Yang, who saw the cultivation level of Zhong Yuan and his old servant.

But others don't know.

Including Lu Xuexi and Lu Yushu, both looked in disbelief. Apparently they had not known that Zhong Yuan was a strong person in the realm of rules of heaven.

When I heard this, I was inevitably shocked.