"Still... can you still do this?"

"He is a very skilled and courageous person. Although this martial art is very magical and can allow one to walk in the air, if one falls, it would be very difficult for one to survive."

"Too scary. This Yang Zhen is not only cruel to his enemies, but also to himself. It's better not to provoke such a person."

"Poor Zhang Zongjin, I just saw him spit out blood again."

"He vomited. I just saw it. It seems that he is really angry."

…

Princess Changyang stared at Yang Zhen who was rapidly going away with her eyes wide open, feeling that it was unreal.

Yang Zhen seemed to be able to shock people everywhere. It was thought that he would be helpless in this situation and could only run with everyone behind him, but who knew that in the blink of an eye he actually ran ahead of everyone.

Even Su Qingyu showed a hint of surprise on her face, and she looked at Yang Zhen deeply on the flying boat.

"This young man is no ordinary man. In time, he will surely shine in the Youzhou Continent." said a middle-aged woman on the flying boat.

"Hmph, a newborn calf is not afraid of death. With his eccentric personality that makes enemies everywhere, it's not certain whether he can live to see the time to shine." A young man next to Su Qingyu sneered. He felt uncomfortable when he saw Su Qingyu looking at Yang Zhen, and secretly glanced at Su Qingyu while speaking.

But even though he said that, the young man's eyes looked at Yang Zhen with not only disdain but also a hint of jealousy.

Su Qingyu smiled and said, "There are countless extraordinary people on the Youzhou Continent. Who can say for sure how far Yang Zhen can go?"

"Qingyu is right. It is true that the path of cultivation depends on chance and luck. Without a good sect, you will end up being an idle person and it will be difficult to make a name for yourself." The middle-aged woman sighed, as if she felt a little sorry for Yang Zhen.

…

…

It feels good to be one step ahead of others everywhere. Yang Zhen's speed at this moment is even faster than those flying swords, but it is a little uncomfortable.

He accidentally learned a martial art from the changing white clouds in the sky, which was a bit like the Tathagata Palm falling from the sky, and a bit like the Paiyun Palm in the TV series, so he suddenly had an idea and gave this martial art an extremely loud and high-sounding name, called: Sky Cannon! This martial art can not only be used as a palm method against the enemy, but can also be performed under the feet. Under the powerful air wave, Yang Zhen's speed is fast, but his physical strength is a bit unbearable.

If Yang Zhen's physical strength were improved now, the speed of the sky rocket could be doubled, which would be enough to scare someone to death.

"What a pity!" Yang Zhen turned around and looked at the people who were chasing him reluctantly, feeling a little melancholy.

If the speed is doubled, won't these people be frightened and fall from mid-air?

"It seems like it's time to find some body-building exercises."

It's strange to say, after Yang Zhen checked with so many people, not a single one of them had the skills to strengthen the body, so Yang Zhen could only use some powerful martial arts but was completely unable to unleash their great power.

Before long, Yang Zhen was close to the place where the celestial phenomenon was.

The terrifying thunder roared in the air, and the thunder dragon rolled and tumbled, as if the gods were tearing the heaven and earth apart. Even though Yang Zhen had seen countless Hollywood blockbuster special effects, the violent scene made his blood boil.

It turns out that no special effects can compare to the immersive experience of being there on site.

At this moment, a ball of lightning flashed like a galloping thunder dragon and rushed out from the sky, scaring everyone.

"It's Lei Yuanmu, Lei Yuanmu is born!"

"Oh my god, such a big piece of Thunderwood, this piece of Thunderwood must be spiritual."

Yang Zhen didn't think there was anything strange about this thing. It was just a piece of wood that had been baptized by thunder, a bit like the charred wood of the phoenix that had been reborn from the ashes.

"Mr. Yang, please help me stop that piece of Thunder Yuan Wood. Changyang will be grateful!"

Princess Changyang's voice sounded a little anxious.

Zhang Zongjin and the others' expressions suddenly changed: "Yang Zhen, if you dare to touch Lei Yuanmu, I will never let you go!"

Yang Zhen had no intention of fighting for this piece of Thunder Yuan Wood. When he heard what Zhang Zongjin said, he exclaimed, turned around and said, "Don't worry, I won't touch this piece of Thunder Yuan Wood. If I do, I will recognize you as my father!"

"This is what you said. If you touch me, you will recognize me as... bastard, are you kidding me?"

Yang Zhen grabbed Lei Yuanmu and carried him on his shoulders, then stopped with satisfaction: "Oh, it smells so good!"

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in amazement. Ordinary people could not get close to such a terrifying celestial phenomenon. Most of the people gathered here for this piece of Lei Yuan wood. Now that it was obtained by Yang Zhen, they all stopped for a moment and stared at Yang Zhen with unfriendly eyes.

"This thing is nothing special. Do you want it?" Yang Zhen threw a piece of Lei Yuanmu, which was as thick and long as an adult's arm, to the ground and asked Zhang Zongjim.

"I..." Zhang Zongjim subconsciously said what he was thinking, and then quickly stopped. Even a fool could tell that even if he wanted it, Yang Zhen would not give it to him.

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Princess Changyang heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Yang Zhen stop Lei Yuanmu. She walked up to Yang Zhen with a slight smile, bowed and said, "Thank you, Young Master Yang."

Yang Zhen asked curiously: "What is the use of this thing?"

"It is of no use to Young Master Yang, but for alchemists, it is an extremely rare treasure from heaven and earth." Princess Changyang explained.

Yang Zhen suddenly realized that whether it was Youyang Country or a large sect, they all had some magical alchemists who could refine natural treasures into elixirs. It was said that the powerful elixirs could bring the dead back to life and bring the dead back to life. Although it was a bit exaggerated, it was enough to prove how powerful the alchemists were.

There is no such alchemist in Shangyuan Sect, and Yang Zhen does not know how to make alchemy, so this thing is really useless to him, but it can be sold for some money.

When Yang Zhen was thinking about how much this thing could be sold for, Princess Changyang continued: "Although the Thunder Yuan Wood is of no great use to Young Master Yang, Young Master Yang can use it to exchange for some cultivation resources. After all..."

Princess Changyang did not continue speaking, but the meaning was already very clear: Yang Zhen’s sect was too small, and the resources could not keep up with Yang Zhen’s speed of cultivation.

Yang Zhen nodded and looked at Princess Changyang in surprise. This princess was an interesting person. She didn't ask for anything, but always considered him.

Youyang Kingdom is a powerful cultivation country with countless strong men in the royal palace. As long as there are cultivation sects in Youyang Kingdom, they have to give Youyang Kingdom some face and will not offend Youyang Kingdom easily.

If Princess Changyang asked Yang Zhen for the Lei Yuanmu in her capacity as the Princess of Youyang Kingdom, Yang Zhen would have turned around and left without saying a word. However, she not only analyzed to Yang Zhen the value of the Lei Yuanmu, but also gave him advice, saying that this woman was good and worth getting to know.

As everyone stared in amazement, Yang Zhen casually threw the Thunder Yuan Wood to Princess Changyang and said, "It doesn't matter who I give it to, I'll just give it to you."

Princess Changyang hurriedly caught the Lei Yuanmu, looked at Yang Zhen in surprise, and said with a strange look: "You... gave it to me? Aren't you afraid that you won't get anything from me?"

Yang Zhen laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I don't believe that such a beautiful, well-educated woman would tarnish her inner beauty for such a piece of wood. If what Yang said comes true, I might be sad for a long time, but life must go on. Life is not just about the present, but also about poetry and the fields in the distance."

After saying this, Yang Zhen felt that his back became taller and more majestic.

Sure enough, Princess Changyang's eyes lit up and sparkled.

"Life is not just about the immediate, but also about poetry and the fields in the distance?" Su Qingyu murmured to herself, looking at Yang Zhen with increasing curiosity: "What kind of person is this guy?"

(End of this chapter)