Yang Zhen was stunned, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

This was the first time in such a long time that Yang Zhen heard of a body cultivator being able to cultivate to the Saint Venerable realm.

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen’s face, everyone was stunned.

Elder Guo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Young friend Yang also knows how to practice body training?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "I know a little bit."

The young man next to Mr. Guo showed a hungry look on his face, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Yes, Yang Tianxiu was able to fight Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights. I believe his body must be very strong. Maybe he can really help us seize the opportunity to reach the top of Xiyuan Mountain."

Yang Zhen glanced at this weird guy, narrowed his eyes, and said, "What is your name, fellow Taoist?"

"My name is Guang, and my given name is Guangchengzi."

"Oh, orange, I didn't ask you if it's expensive or not. No matter how expensive it is, it's just an orange. Why are you so excited?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and looked at Guangchengzi as if he was a fool.

"you……"

Guangchengzi's face turned ashen, and a violent wave of air burst out from his body. Suddenly, the aura exploded like the sea, covering the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

"Yang Tianxiu, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength. How about we compete? Although I, Guang Chengzi, dare not say that I can fight Chen Xiaotian for three days and three nights, it is still easy for me to crush a Saint Realm cultivator like you to death."

Seeing this scene, no one spoke.

Mr. Guo frowned but did not stop Guang Chengzi. It was obvious that he also wanted to find out Yang Zhen's background.

Lin Ruochu showed a hint of displeasure on his face, but did not say anything.

When one reaches this level of strength, it is no longer possible to easily see through a person.

Although Yang Zhen is a monk in the holy realm, no one can tell how strong he is in direct combat without taking action.

Seeing the surprised look on Yang Zhen's face, Guang Chengzi walked towards Yang Zhen step by step, with a half-smile on his face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "It's nothing. I'm here to eat, not to fight. So what..."

At this point, Yang Zhen turned to look at Lin Ruochu and asked, "Miss, do you have any food here? How about I give it to you?"

Lin Ruochu glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Now is not the time to eat."

"oh!"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Let's talk about it later. Since everything is fine, I'll go back and rest first."

Everyone looked at each other in surprise. They didn't expect that Yang Zhen would just leave without looking back.

No, I returned.

When he was about to leave, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Lin Ruochu and asked, "Where do I live?"

Lin Ruochu clapped his hands, and immediately two young women came out.

"Saint!"

The two women greeted Lin Ruchu and stood respectfully aside waiting for instructions.

Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen and said, "Arrange a room for Young Master Yang in the West Palace."

"yes!"

"What?" Guang Chengzi suddenly exclaimed, pointing at Yang Zhen and said, "Ruchu, you...you want to arrange Yang Tianxiu in the West Palace?"

Oh my!

Yang Zhen's eyes lit up. It seemed that Xigong was very impressive. Look at Guangchengzi's face, which looked almost as pale as a pig's liver.

Lin Ruochu glanced at Guang Chengzi and asked, "Any questions?"

"Of course!" Guang Chengzi said hurriedly: "West Palace is where you live. This kid's background is unknown and there are rumors everywhere. What if he has bad intentions and is plotting something bad against you..."

"Do you think I'm scared?"

Lin Ruochu glanced at Yang Zhen calmly, turned around and walked out, saying, "Just do as I say!"

Done!

Now that the Saint has said so, who dares to object?

Guangchengzi looked at Yang Zhen with a gloomy and uncertain face, which made Yang Zhen want to stick out his tongue at this bastard.

Bah, bah, bah, I’m going to beat you, this pretty boy.

For the next two days, Yang Zhen did nothing but eat and sleep like a pig. If he hadn't appeared in front of Lin Ruochu every day, everyone would have forgotten about him.

By the evening of the next day, Yang Zhen finally figured out what this competition was all about.

It turns out that the legendary Western Region Alliance, which was as solid as a rock, was not solid at all.

When there are too many people, there are too many things to do. Not to mention the food and clothing, Xishan is so large that it is difficult to arrange the division of labor in the responsible areas.

This competition is to compete for the protection area on the top of Xiyuan Mountain.

After all, the top of Xiyuan Mountain is the most likely place for wild treasures to appear, and it is the object of competition among countless people.

Lin Ruochu's party has reached the point of fighting for the top of Xiyuan Mountain, but the other side is strong in manpower and horses. There are more than ten cultivators in the Saint Venerable realm alone, and there is even a body refining cultivator who has reached the terrifying level of Saint Venerable realm.

The difficulty of body training cannot be understood without practicing it.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Of course, that bastard Yang Zhen is an exception. His method of body training is much simpler to practice than other people's method of practicing Qi.

The body-refining saint monk Yang Zhen was a family member 500,000 years ago. His surname was also Yang and his name was Yang Tiehe. He was a strong young man like a horse lassoer.

Yang Zhen and Yang Tiehe had met each other from a distance. Even he would probably have to look up in front of Yang Tiehe, this iron pillar.

Such a terrifying strong man is almost invincible among the cultivators in the Saint Venerable realm.

A Qi-cultivating cultivator cannot defeat a body-cultivating cultivator at the same level, let alone a cultivator at the powerful Saint Venerable Realm.

The terrifying power erupted from the Saint Venerable realm, using the violent martial arts between heaven and earth, fell on the body cultivators in the Saint Venerable realm. Although it could not be said to be like tickling, it did not cause too much pressure either.

It can be said that Yang Tiehe rushed forward without caring about anything and risking injury, and directly beat the cultivator who was also at the Saint Venerable level into a meat patty.

Scary, right?

There is no harm without comparison.

After this comparison, Yang Zhen realized how awesome he was. No wonder it was so easy for him to defeat a cultivator at the Saint Venerable level.

As a result, Yang Zhen developed a little interest in this Yang Tiezhu, uh, Yang Tiehe.

What an amazing guy, ruthless guy!

That night, the bonfire was burning brightly. Led by Lin Ruochu, Yang Zhen and others came to the top of Xiyuan Mountain.

Yang Zhenzhen and Jianmao were roasting lamb legs when they heard a scream, and then Guangchengzi's voice came over.

"No, I don't agree!"

Yang Zhen and Jianmao looked at each other and looked towards Guangchengzi curiously.

Guang Chengzi showed a trace of anxiety on his face and said, "Yang Tiehe is simply a madman. He doesn't know how to be gentle with women. If you fight repeatedly, what will you do if you get hurt by him?"

Lin Ruochu stood beside the campfire with a calm expression, his face changing from light to dark, and he said in a calm voice: "So what do you say we should do?"

"I……"

Guang Chengzi gritted his teeth and said, "Leave Yang Tiehe to me."

"you?"

Lin Ruochu looked at Guang Chengzi and asked, "You...can't!"

Guang Chengzi smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I know I can't do it, but there is no other way. Among the Saints on our side, I am the only one who can fight this Yang Tiehe. Even if I risk my life, it is better than you getting hurt by him. As long as you can win two games in a row, it doesn't matter if we lose this one."

"Oh, it's Tian Ji's horse racing." Yang Zhen looked at that side with interest.

The mean cat showed a curious look on his face and asked, "Boy, can this frog race? Is there any story behind it?"

Boom! A shocking sound came, scaring everyone.

Yang Zhen almost threw the lamb leg in his hand away. He looked in the direction of the sound and was immediately startled.

A huge beast that was ten meters long was thrown to the ground by a strong man who was two meters and twenty-three meters tall.

Yang Zhen looked at the lamb leg in his hand, then at the huge leg of the ferocious beast, and suddenly felt bored.

(End of this chapter)