Anyone who sees this kind of scene will feel shocked.

When Yang Zhen heard the mean cat's cry, he ran over to take a look, was immediately startled, and couldn't help but shout out.

Looking up, the bitch cat was sitting on the ground with her legs spread out, looking at the bitch chicken with an angry expression.

The chicken didn't know what was going on, and she grabbed the cat's tail and dragged it out. The two of them were in a stalemate, neither of them willing to give in.

The mean cat got impatient with the chicken grabbing the thing, so he stretched out his claws and slapped the chicken's head repeatedly, angrily saying, "Let go, you let go, damn it, the things here are not yours, why can't you take them freely?"

"No!" Saoji was furious and refused to let go even though the bitch cat slapped its head so hard that it made a loud noise.

Yang Zhen walked up to them, slapped one of them, and after pulling them apart, he angrily said, "Why are you still fighting?"

The mean cat snorted coldly, pointed at Saoji and said, "Boy, come and judge. There are so many treasures here, but Saoji, that bastard, actually doesn't let me touch them. What's the reason?"

Sao Ji snorted coldly, tilted her head with a proud look, and ignored Yang Zhen, let alone the bitch cat.

"Look at this bastard's attitude." The mean cat pointed at the chicken and said, "If it were in the past, I would have slapped it into a roast chicken with one slap."

"No!" Sao Ji glanced at Bian Mao and looked at her with one eye full of disdain.

Yang Zhen ignored the two guys, turned his head and looked at the group of dry bones on the ground with an uncertain expression, and frowned.

Hua Youyue came to Yang Zhen and said, "They all died suddenly, without any wounds on their bodies!"

Not only were there no wounds, even the skin on his body was not damaged at all. If he had not been dried into a mummy by the wind, Yang Zhen would have thought that there was a group of people kneeling here to worship their ancestors.

The leader of the crowd was an old man who looked hunched over, but he was emitting a bright light. It was unknown how many years had passed, but the aura on his body had not completely dissipated.

This is a strong man! Yang Zhen came to the old man and gave him a junior salute, which surprised everyone.

"Boy, the man is dead, why are you still being so polite to this old man?" The mean cat came to Yang Zhen with a suspicious look on his face and asked in surprise: "I've never seen you so polite before."

Yang Zhen glared at the mean cat and said, "What do you know? The dead are the greatest and they should be buried in peace. This is the custom of our village. This group of people can't sleep after death, especially these old men. Don't you think it's a bit pitiful?"

"Oh, after hearing what you said, I really feel that they are a little pitiful. They can't live as long as the sky when they are alive, and they can't rest in peace when they die. But in this case, aren't all living beings a little pitiful?"

At this point, the mean cat was stunned, muttered, and said in surprise: "Damn, I suddenly feel that what I said makes a lot of sense, it is simply implying the great truth."

Yang Zhen sneered and said, "If this is called the Tao, then the Tao is too worthless. This is just common sense. If a living being does not have this kind of awareness, how can he live out his true self in the world?"

The man and the cat were talking to each other, and no one noticed that the people behind them, including Hua Youyue, were all looking at them in amazement.

Especially the exotic woman Mo Xueling, her pair of sapphire blue-green eyes flashed with brilliant light, and she looked at Yang Zhen with burning eyes, full of surprise.

"I didn't expect that Yang Zhen, who was fearless and dared to kill even the Heavenly Venerable with a single sword, would have such a high level of awareness. His words were full of meaning and every word was like a pearl. Moreover, he could so naturally perform the junior's etiquette in front of an old man who had already passed away. What kind of person is he?"

Shan Yang on the side was dumbfounded, and suddenly snorted and said: "We don't know what kind of person he is, we only know that Yang Zhen did this for a reason."

Mo Xueling was stunned, turned to look at Yang Zhen, and was immediately surprised.

In front of the old man, a ray of light suddenly flashed by, and the whole hall was filled with a buzzing sound and a powerful breath wave. In the direction where everyone was kneeling, an extremely huge grinding stone turntable rumbled and turned towards them.

"Oh, it's open, it's open!" Yang Zhen walked towards the grindstone happily, leaving everyone stunned.

Mo Xueling stared at Yang Zhen blankly, and couldn't help laughing. She murmured, "So that's it."

Areda sneered and said, "Yang Zhen, that bastard, definitely didn't really mean to show respect to that old man."

Shan Yang nodded hurriedly and was about to speak when Mo Xueling suddenly shook her head and said, "You are wrong!"

"Wrong?"

Areda and Shanyang looked at each other and asked in unison, "What's wrong, isn't it?"

Mo Xueling showed a meaningful smile, and the dimples on her lips were charming and exotic. She said, "When the grinding stone was turned on just now, Yang Zhen showed a hint of surprise on his face. It shows that he didn't know that doing so could open the restriction."

"This..." Areda and Shanyang were shocked all over, looking at Yang Zhen who walked to the millstone happily in doubt.

Hua Youyue, who was walking in front of Mo Xueling, had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes were fixed on Yang Zhen, becoming softer and softer. When she saw Yang Zhen approaching, she immediately warned him, "Be careful!"

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "Come here, little girl, there are good things here!"

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Hua Youyue was stunned for a moment, then she walked over gracefully and asked curiously, "What good stuff?"

Yang Zhen is a very wealthy guy, and he has all kinds of weird stuff on him. Anything that he says is a good thing must not be an ordinary thing.

The grindstone where the few people were standing was extremely huge. When they turned it around, they saw a magnificent seat on it, shining brightly and carrying a majestic aura that made people dare not look directly at it. It should be the seat of the sect's leader.

However, at this time, the seat of the sect leader was empty, with no one sitting on it. Although it was spotless, it must have been a long time since anyone had touched it.

Yang Zhen clung to the sect leader's seat and looked back, saying with a smile on his face: "Come and see for yourself, I can't pull it out!"

“Can’t pull it out?” Hua Youyue leaned over to look, a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she said in a low voice: “Holy Soldier!”

Behind the seat, a long sword emitting a bright blue light was inserted diagonally. The icy aura on it was extremely strong, but it was condensed and did not dissipate, as if it was always guarding the long sword.

Yang Zhen nodded, jumped onto the sect's seat, and gripped the hilt of the sword with all his strength, using all his might but unable to pull it out.

"Damn it, little girl, get out of the way first. I'm going to fight this broken sword!" Yang Zhen was furious. He changed his angle and a wave of power suddenly burst out from his body. He shouted loudly, his hands were bulging with veins and his eyes were wide open.

Snap!

A crisp sound was heard, and Yang Zhen's hands and arms were frozen into lumps of ice.

"Oh shit, it's so cold!" Yang Zhen quickly let go and looked at the long sword with a strange expression, his eyes flashing with disdain, and said with a curled lip: "Broken sword, it must be a broken sword, broken, sour!"

Hua Youyue laughed and slowly explained, "The holy sword has a spirit and chooses its master on its own. Obviously, you are not its master!"

"Who cares!" Yang Zhen glared at the long sword. The mean cat next to him laughed strangely, with a look of contempt on its face.

The second update is here, and there is nothing wrong this time!

Nan Feng is indeed very clever! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)