"Oh, Junior Brother Yang, don't worry, I bet you will definitely like going back to the mountain with me." Du Bishu's catchphrase came out, but unfortunately, Yang Cong was destined not to like him because he would lose every bet.

Xiaozhu Peak is full of beauties, and Dazhu Peak is full of strange flowers. Yang Cong summarizes this.

"Aunt You, it's so lively here." A girl's silver bell-like voice rang out. Yang Cong looked up and saw a girl in green clothes smiling. Behind her was a woman in black clothes and wearing a black veil on her face. Yang Cong felt aroused in her heart. Why did this combination look so familiar?

The girl was jumping around lively, looking at it, looking at it, her big eyes were full of curiosity.

Although the woman in black covered her face, she could tell that she was a beauty from her behavior.

Yang Cong's gaze did not attract the girl's attention. Instead, the woman in black saw it. She subconsciously blocked the girl, stared at Yang Cong, and said to the girl: "It's time for us to go back."

"Aunt You, I've been having fun for a while. I haven't had enough of it yet. Hey, you know me, why are you staring at me?" The girl looked at Yang Cong with big eyes and asked with her head tilted.

"Of course I know you, your name is Biyao, right?" Yang Cong had already determined who these two were, the infatuated Biyao and the mysterious Youji.

Bi Yao was stunned: "How do you know my name?"

You Ji looked at Yang Cong vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"Yang Cong, a disciple of Qingyun Sect." Yang Cong said: "Didn't Qinglong come?"

Youji was shocked. How could this person know Qinglong? But she didn't show any signs on the surface. Well, she was masked and couldn't tell if she was exposed.

"Don't be surprised, I know a lot. This place is very close to Qingyun, so you should leave early. Not everyone is as pity as that person." Yang Cong said lightly.

"I don't know what you are talking about." You Ji said calmly.

"Haha, stop pretending, you have no secrets in front of me. Don't worry, I'm not an idiot who has already taken the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way. So what if Biyao is the daughter of the Ghost King? I only see that she is a carefree girl." Yang Cong defined reading the novel as if he knew everything. Well, his face has successfully surpassed the city wall and no one can defeat him.

You Ji looked at Yang Cong deeply and took Biyao out of Heyang City. Before leaving, Biyao's curious eyes stayed on him for a few seconds.

"Aunt You, why does he know everything?" Bi Yao asked as she walked.

Two women who didn't know were walking silently, their hearts full of Yang Cong's figures.

................

Looking at the majestic Qingyun Mountain in front of him, Yang Cong couldn't help but smile evilly. This is a treasure mountain. Beauties everywhere. Those who come into the treasure mountain empty-handed are not good people. Yang Cong thinks he is a good person, so he will not return empty-handed.

Yang Cong returned to Longshou Peak with his sword and went straight to the Zhengjue Hall. There was no one in the huge square in front of the Zhengjue Hall. It wasn't that anything, the disciples of Longshou Peak were all practicing their own practices.

When Yang Cong entered the punishment hall, he saw the old god Cangsong sitting on the head seat, Qi Hao below was reporting on his work, and Lin Jingyu, the follower, was also there.

"Master, I'm back." Yang Cong bowed.

Cang Song smiled and said, "Cong'er is back, huh, have you broken through?"

Yang Cong hated Cong'er's nickname for a moment and said, "No, I feel something occasionally, and I've been lucky enough to break through."

Cang Song was in a good mood: "Haha, okay, okay."

Qi Hao tasted a little, but he still smiled and said, "Congratulations to the second junior brother."

Of course, Yang Cong could see Qi Hao was envious and jealous, and chuckled: "The senior brother who is better than the senior brother."

The two of them talked a few words without any nutrition.

Cangsong didn't care about it when he saw it. Competition is a good thing, and only pressure can he have motivation.

"Cong'er, are you still living in the back mountain?" Cang Song's more he looked at Yang Cong's eyes, the more he liked Yang Cong. Yang Cong's strength was definitely the best among the juniors. Although the Qingyun Seven Essences were in line with each other, they had been fighting openly and secretly, and they were face. It was just as the seven Essences were about to be martial, so it was understandable that Cang Song was in a good mood.

Yang Cong said: "Yes, the quietness of the back mountain is conducive to practice."

"Then let it be. You just came back, go down and rest. By the way, tomorrow you go to Dazhu Peak and talk to your Uncle Tian about the martial arts meeting." Cang Song waved his hand.

Qi Hao was stunned and said in a daze: "Master, didn't you let your disciple go?"

Cang Song smiled and said, "You want to manage a group of junior brothers. I'm afraid you won't be busy, so I'll just settle down. Let's go."

Although Qi Hao was unwilling to accept it, he had to respond and retreat.

After leaving the punishment hall, Qi Hao smiled and said to Yang Cong without a smile: "Junior Brother Yang is so capable."

Yang Cong knew what he meant, but he didn't care. After all, he was a time traveler and was pretentious and deprecated, so he slidly ignored Qi Hao and left him the back of his head.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Yang Cong ignored him, Qi Hao felt like he was hitting the cotton with one punch. He felt uncomfortable, so he had to hum to show his anger.

The next day, Yang Cong wore a green dress and carried a green dragon-slaying sword, which was quite like a sword immortal. He came to the punishment hall. After Cang Song gave a few words, he asked Yang Cong to go to Dazhu Peak. The general idea was that the number of people who had the seven-channel martial arts masters this year increased to 64.

Yang Cong walked out of the punishment hall with a strange expression, because Cang Song finally said: "Give me a hard face to protect you."

"This master... is really true in nature." Yang Cong actually had no bad feelings for Cang Song. Although he finally betrayed Qingyun, it was because Wan Jianyi, who was in the Sweeping Ancestor's Hall, always believed that the position of the head should be Wan Jianyi.

"Second Brother." Lin Jingyu suddenly jumped out from the punishment hall, scaring Yang Cong.

Yang Cong said angrily: "What are you doing? You're shocked and deceitful."

"Well, senior brother, aren't you going to Dazhu Peak? Can you take me with you?" Lin Jingyu looked at Yang Cong with a gaze.

Yang Cong suddenly realized that this guy wanted to see Zhang Xiaofan, so he said, "Then can you control the sword? If I can, I will take you there."

Lin Jingyu nodded repeatedly, Yang Cong was stunned. He was really a genius. How long has it been? No wonder the first seven peaks fought for the first time.

"Then you follow me, remember, don't talk nonsense." Yang Cong said indifferently.

‘Yes, yes.’ Lin Jingyu nodded repeatedly, like a chicken eating rice.

Yang Cong used the Dragon-Slaying Sword to take the lead and headed towards the Dazhu Peak. He had to slow down on the way to wait for Lin Jingyu behind him. Although he was a genius, he had not been practicing for a few years.

The number of people on Dazhu Peak is the smallest, and Zhang Xiaofan has only seven people. There are nine people on each peak who participated in the Seven-Meridian Martial Arts this time. Even if the dead dog Dahuang on Dazhu Peak is counted, Yang Cong can already think of Tian Buyi's expression.

Yang Cong and Lin Jingyu fell at the door of Shoujing Hall, and saw an ordinary-looking boy staring at them blankly, while Lin Jingyu also looked at him.

"Jingyu?" He stood up and said hoarsely.

Lin Jingyu opened his mouth and said nothing.

At this time, the dead dog Dahuang screamed a few times in confusion, and a gray monkey grabbed it on its back. It was the two beast groups of Dazhu Peak - Xiaohui and Dahuang.

The cry of Dahuang led to several people. One of them was short and fat, and there was a beautiful young woman next to her. She was in a charming position and in her prime. She had a charm in her eyebrows and eyes, which made people fascinated.

Behind the young woman is a girl in red, with bright eyes and white teeth, and she is very charming. Although she is not very old, her concave figure is full of youth. When she grows up, she will definitely be a beautiful and charming beauty.

"Yang Cong, a disciple of Longshou Peak, has met Uncle Tian and Uncle Su Ru." Yang Cong bowed in a humble and arrogant manner.

Lin Jingyu, who realized that he followed suit, also greeted him.

Tian Buyi's eyes turned on Yang Cong, then glanced at Lin Jingyu, and his face darkened. Seeing that the two of them were handsome and handsome, with his eyesight, he could see in a moment that the qualifications of these two were far above his disciples.

Although Yang Cong was not famous, he was already at the Shangqing Realm. Lin Jingyu came to the sword and knew that he had at least reached the fourth level of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao. With only three and a half years of entry, this qualification was really amazing.

Thinking of this, Tian Buyi subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiaofan standing at the end. Compared with the two, Tian Buyi was in a bad mood and said coldly: "What did your master ask you to do?"

Yang Cong said: "Reported to Uncle Tian, ​​Master Cangsong, the master of the family, was entrusted by Master Xuan, to take care of all the matters in the "Seven-Meridians and Martial Arts" test in a few days. Because of the little changes, I specially ordered me to come and report it with Junior Brother Lin."

Tian Buyi looked at Lin Jingyu a few times and snorted: "Is he here to demonstrate to me?"

"Ah, you can see this." Yang Cong pretended to be surprised and said, "But it's not Junior Brother Lin, but me. When I came, my master told me that Uncle Tian is good at everything, just to save face, so he asked me to give up the face of Uncle Master."

Tian Buyi: "..."

Su Ru burst out laughing: "You kid is so interesting. You turned around and sold your master."

Yang Cong said helplessly: "This is a good job, I'm just back if I'm so dying."

Tian Buyi looked up and down for a while before saying, "What changes have happened to the Seven Meridians?"

Yang Cong talked about the changes in the Qi Zhihui Martial Arts. The more Tian Buyi heard, his face turned pale, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Cong looked at Zhang Xiaofan with mixed eyes. It was logical that he was Yang Cong's potential rival in love.

Yang Cong also wanted to see if time travelers can change Zhang Xiaofan's unlucky fate.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I have something else." Yang Cong was amused and wanted to trick Zhang Xiaofan.

"What else is there? Tell me quickly. After that, I'll leave." Tian Buyi said angrily.

"Well, let's talk with me one step. This is a big deal." Yang Cong took the sword first and headed to the back mountain behind Dazhu Peak.

Yang Cong landed on a black-jointed bamboo and stood in the wind. He arrived, and Tian Buyi and Su Ru arrived.

Before they could speak, Yang Cong said, "Uncle Master should still remember the Caomiao Village tragedy a few years ago."
Chapter completed!