My Master Is a God

"Well, there are three pills in total, and the two other pills are "Jinglong Pill" and "Quenching Body Pill." Yang Yiyun said, he was also surprised that Baishan used honorific words in his words.

"In this way, are you the descendant of Senior Sikong?" Baishan asked again.

"Eh~ that's right!" Yang Yiyun thought about it, he inherited Sikong Yuan's alchemy formula, and more importantly, he also practiced Sikong Yuan's spiritual consciousness cultivation method "Yuan Nerve", which can be regarded as his successor.

After receiving Yang Yiyun's answer, in everyone's eyes, Baishan's whole body trembled, and his face flushed.

Then he stepped back, knelt down suddenly in front of Yang Yiyun, and said loudly: "Wudang's twelfth generation disciple Baishan pays homage to the master."

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar.

In particular, Yuan Chenzi's eyes widened, and he could never have imagined that Baishan, an innate second-tier powerhouse, would bow down to Yang Yiyun, a little thief.

More importantly, Baishan actually called Yang Yiyun his master?

What's happening here?

Not only Yuan Chenzi was covered, but everyone present was also covered.

Including Yang Yiyun, who also looked at Baishan with astonishment.

However, at the next moment, a flash of lightning flashed across Yang Yiyun's mind.

He suddenly remembered that in the message left by Sikong Yuan, he had stayed in China for hundreds of years, so how could he not leave a legacy in China?

And the difference between Wudang's Little Peiyuan Pill and the Peiyuan Pill he got from Sikong Yuan is only one letter, and there is only one more small letter Peiyuan Pill.

Could it be that the inheritance of Wudang or the Xiaopei Yuan Pill was left by Sikong Yuan? Did he leave inheritance to Wudang, or did he love Wudang and accept apprentices?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is, otherwise Baishan would call himself the master?

Can't help but say: "Uh...Senior Baishan, you...?"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Shan interrupted excitedly: "It's good for master to call me by my name, don't call me senior, it will ruin Bai Shan."

Bai Shan was very excited, he paused after finishing speaking and continued: "Master Patriarch doesn't know something, my first generation master of martial arts is the registered disciple of Patriarch Sikong Yuan.

Hundreds of years ago, the real person in charge had to meet Patriarch Sikong, and later he was called a named disciple to create Wudang. The patriarch Sikong Yuan taught him to step into martial arts. Peiyuan Dan, Jinglong Dan and Quen Ti Dan were all taught by the patriarch. It's a pity that I The Peiyuan Pill that Wudang can refine does not have the essence of alchemy after all, so it is called Xiaopeiyuan Pill.

Since you are the descendant of Patriarch Sikong, you are the same generation as the head teacher of Wudang, and Baishan should worship you as the ancestor..."

After Baishan finished talking about the origins of Wudang and Sikong Yuan intermittently, Yang Yiyun suddenly realized that according to what Baishan said, the headmaster of Wudang met Sikong Yuan hundreds of years ago, and he might have just imparted some inheritance of martial arts and the three elixir, not Inheriting the method of comprehension.

But even so, Wudang is also known as a major sect in the ancient martial arts world. Although it is a registered disciple, it is indeed Sikong Yuan's apprentice.

In this way, I, the descendant of Sikong Yuan, is really of the same generation as the head teacher of Wudang, and it is also reasonable for Baishan to call himself the master.

After talking about these things, Yang Yiyun looked at Yuan Chenzi with a livid face beside him, wanting to scream at the sky, why do you feel so old and immature?

First of all, two of the six innates in the field, two of the second-tier innates, are my friends with Yang Yiyun. If you have the ability, why don't you make me laugh?

Just when Yang Yiyun's mind was full of beautiful fantasies, Baishan said again: "According to what you said, Patriarch Sikong Yuan has already sat down, I don't know where is his holy place in the immortal world? Should I go to Wudang to worship Patriarch?"

Yang Yiyun's fantasy was interrupted by Baishan, only then did he realize that Baishan was still kneeling on the ground, and he quickly helped him up after realizing it: "That... Baishan... Nephew, you lift it up, let us know about the matter of the ancestor's immortal world." Let's talk later, the key now is that someone wants to kill me~"

Yang Yiyun helped Baishan up while speaking, and looked at Yuan Chenzi who was beside him.

At this moment, Yuan Chenzi was shocked when he heard Yang Yiyun's words, as if he had suffered a loss from Coptis chinensis. He wanted to stir up Baishan's anger towards Yang Yiyun, but in a blink of an eye Yang Yiyun became Baishan, a level with Wudang's head teacher characters.

Also sent it over, to Baishan, a second-tier innate master, someone wants to kill me?

This is so obviously aimed at me, Yuan Chenzi's face started to twitch.

He was afraid that Baishan would go crazy, there was a huge difference in strength between the first and second floors of Xiantian, and he was the only one in Qingcheng today, and he didn't have any allies, which made him very embarrassed.

What was he afraid of? After Baishan was lifted up by Yang Yiyun, his whole body burst into breath, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Yuan Chenzi and said in a deep voice, "Yuan Chenzi, do you want to kill my master?"

Baishan looked angrily at Yuan Chenzi's gesture of making a move if he disagreed with him.

And the anger in Yuan Chenzi's heart, I will kill your sister, kill me, do I dare to kill now?

The situation is stronger than others, I can't bear it, after Yuan Chenzi muttered in his heart, Xiaowei squeezed out of his face and said with a twitch: "Brother Baishan, all this is a misunderstanding, Mr. Yang and I are also joking, Ye The family members have to blame themselves, no wonder Mr. Yang misunderstood and misunderstood."

"Isn't this a misunderstanding? You said before that if I hand over the Peiyuan Pill, you can kill me, but if you can't tell me, you want to teach me a lesson?" Yang Yiyun looked at Yuan Chenzi burning the fire.

After finishing speaking, he turned to Baishan seriously and said, "Master Baishan's nephew Yuan Chenzi wants to cultivate Yuandan formula, do you think I should hand it over to keep it safe?"

"Master must not do so. Inheriting the alchemy formula is the cornerstone of the master's sect. You can't hand it over." Baishan looked terrified, then stared at Yuan Chenzi gloomyly, then looked around and said, "Who dares to embarrass me today?" Master, if you ask for the alchemy formula, it means that I will have trouble with Baishan, and Wudang will be my enemy."

Under Baishan's dominance, Yuan Chenzi lowered his head and clenched his hands, wishing to die Yang Yiyun, today's face was trampled by this junior.

But he can't help it, if Baishan is a congenital second-tier, today he is trying his best to injure and demand the theory. Can't afford it.

Facing the threat of Baishan's Chi Guoguo, Yuan Chenzi really didn't dare to speak back.

At this time, the Taoist Elder of Kunlun came out to smooth things over and said, "Brother Baishan, this Mr. Yang..." He originally wanted to call him Xiaoyou Yang, but after thinking about it, Yang Yiyun is now the master of Baishan, so he is called Xiaoyou Ke It's not appropriate to take advantage of Baishan, so I changed it to Mr.

"Since it's all a misunderstanding, I think it's okay. The ancient martial arts conference is still important. Our ancient sect hasn't shown up for a long time. It's important to preside over the conference first this time. What do you think, Master Xia Tan?" Daoist Chang Ling finally asked Xia Lu, After all, during the closure of the ancient sect, it was Shenlongtan who had been presiding over the ancient martial arts conference.

Moreover, Shenlongtan is also a top power in the secular world. Xia Lu herself has the strength of the innate second floor, so she still needs to ask for opinions.

"It should be so~" Xia Lu nodded and replied, then leaned over and whispered to Yang Yiyun: "Why don't you forget it, don't really offend Qingcheng to death, these ancient sects have more than one innate strongman, and the Yuan Chenzi can only be regarded as the weak among them."

Xia Lu's words were heard by Yang Yiyun, and she knew it was for her own good, so she nodded and agreed: "Okay, let's forget it this time."

Yuan Chenzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But in his heart, the hatred for Yang Yiyun has not diminished at all.

However, at this time, Ding Yang from the outer sea side laughed loudly and said: "Duanmu Xingtian, my Shenzong will go out of the mountain this time, and I need to accept disciples from the secular world to practice in Shenzong. I heard that the ancestor of your Duanmu family has passed away. Does the family intend to join my Shenzong practice?"

Duanmu Xingtian was overjoyed. Since the Duanmu family lost their Xiantian ancestors, their status felt very awkward. They seemed to be prosperous in the overseas family power, but they had a backer behind them. They always wanted to go to the Xiantian ancient sect. Ding Yang of Shenzong took the initiative to speak today, which made him very happy.

Hastily said: "Thanks to Senior Ding's love, the Duanmu family is very willing."

"Hahaha, good." Ding Yang laughed loudly, and then changed the conversation: "Old man heard that Fellow Daoist Yang Yiyun is your grandson, do you think your Duanmu family has Peiyuan Pill?"

As soon as Duanmu Xingtian said this, his face changed, and he realized now that Ding Yang originally wanted to use his own idea of ​​using his grandson's elixir, so he took a deep breath and said, "Senior Ding Yiyun is my grandson, but the elixir Really not, and we don't recognize each other, you know better than that, Senior Ding."

Ding Yang saw that Duanmu Xingtian didn't cooperate, and his face darkened, but he looked at Yang Yiyun in a blink of an eye and said with a smile: "Yang Xiaoyou, it is very difficult for your grandfather's family to be overseas. Take out the Peiyuan Pill and give your grandfather's family a peace?"

Yang Yiyun squinted his eyes and looked at Ding Yang. Unexpectedly, there is still someone who is unwilling to give up. This Ding Yang is more shameless than Yuan Chenzi. He actually threatened his grandfather, damn it.