Hearing what Bian Mao said, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up.

What wings can people use?

Damn, I thought turning fighting spirit into wings was already pretty awesome, but it turns out there are people who can really use wings?

Of course, Yang Zhen has no fighting spirit, but who would care about these details? He has true essence, true patterns of heaven and earth, and inscriptions of talent.

The magical wings, with these patterns on them, still look awesome.

However, during this period of time, Yang Zhen discovered a problem. That is, once his true essence was transformed into wings, when he used other powers, there would be a very slight pause, just like a frame in a movie.

Although this pause is very short and almost negligible, as a great man, how can he tolerate such an imperfect thing?

When Yang Zhen heard that Tianxue Holy Land actually had wings, his heart suddenly became hot.

"Big Flame Thunder Wing!" The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen complacently, and asked meanly, "How is it? Just from the name, you know it's a high-end thing. Are you interested?"

Yang Zhen nodded, straightened his clothes seriously, and said, "Bitch cat, I have to criticize you!"

"Ah?" The mean cat was confused and furious: "Why are you criticizing me!"

Yang Zhen stared at the bitch cat until he felt a little creepy, then he said, "Damn it, why did you tell me such a good thing now? If you had told me earlier, we would have killed a dozen niggers by now!"

The mean cat cried out, his eyes lit up: "Fuck, I thought you were no longer interested in this kind of thing!"

"Of course I'm not interested!" Yang Zhen taught the mean cat a lesson with a serious face: "No matter how good the wings are, they belong to someone else. How can we have any thoughts about them? Am I the kind of person who would steal someone else's beauty?"

The cheap cat was stunned, and hurriedly continued to persuade. Just as he opened his mouth, he heard Yang Zhen continue to say: "This Sao Saint thought about it and decided that it is time to improve our realm. Besides, although we are not from Beiyu, we are still in the same boat. Cheap cat, do you know the meaning of the phrase 'lips and teeth are cold'?"

The mean cat shook his head in confusion.

"It means exactly what it says. If the lips are dead, won't the teeth be cold?" Yang Zhen was heartbroken: "Just think about it, if Beiyu is destroyed by those evil creatures, will our homeland be the next one?"

"Little...boy, you said so much, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Of course I'll kill his mother. This Saint cares about the common people. How can I watch those black ghosts break through the formation? This kind of thing that benefits the common people is my duty. Besides, Old Man Qian and the ink painting girl are still in there. I can't just stand by and watch them die, right?"

"Eh?" The mean cat was stunned: "When did you become so righteous?"

"This Saint has always been like this. By the way, just by killing a few black guys, can I become a guest of honor in the Tianxue Holy Land?" Yang Zhen asked nonchalantly.

"Of course. There have been several bastards who have used some unknown method to enter the Desolate Heaven Festival and escaped unscathed after killing the black guys."

"Damn it, didn't they say that even Mahayana masters can't get in?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" The mean cat curled his lips and said, "You are only at the stage of transcending tribulation. Don't tell me you can't enter the Desolate Heaven Festival. I don't believe it!"

Yang Zhen muttered to himself: "Everyone has his own specialty. Although others are not as knowledgeable as me, there must be a few people who are very knowledgeable in formation. I have decided to benefit mankind!"

The mean cat was completely excited!

This place is a huge canyon that Yang Zhen found by chance. Although it is covered with ice and snow outside, due to geothermal heat inside the canyon, it is like spring all year round.

Half a month ago, Yang Zhen sacrificed the Ice Palace and built a temporary mansion. The family was living in harmony, but the little Taoist fool was always pestering Hua Youyue, leaving Yang Zhen with an itchy heart that could not be comforted.

Humph! What a little idiot!

Hua Youyue is the soul of the Three Flowers Saint after all. It is only a matter of time for her to improve her realm. Even when she is sleeping, she is improving her realm.

The little Taoist fanatic is even more amazing. This little girl actually entered the Taoism by some mysterious means, so it would only take a few minutes to improve her realm.

After thinking about it, Yang Zhen felt a little unbalanced.

Damn it, he obviously has the highest talent, but he can only go out and kill black guys to improve his realm. Who can I complain to?

Before leaving, the little Taoist chick came up to Yang Zhen. She was wearing a super short lotus skirt on her long legs, which made Yang Zhen drool.

This skirt is great, the designer must be one of my generation.

I don’t know if it was because it was too hot or for some other reason, but the little Taoist’s face was flushed and she looked unusually beautiful. She stared into Yang Zhen’s eyes and said, “You are not allowed to die before I defeat you!”

“I won’t die, I won’t die!” Yang Zhen’s eyes couldn’t leave the little Taoist’s long legs. How could there be such long and beautiful legs in this world?

"I'm talking to you!" The little Taoist stomped his feet, but his face turned even redder. He subconsciously retracted his legs, but then found there was nowhere to retract them.

Yang Zhen looked up with a confused look on his face, glanced at the weird little Taoist, patted her on the shoulder and said, "Little Taoist, if you want to defeat me, you have to practice more, and you have to practice in this kind of skirt!"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Why...why?" Han Yan'er was stunned.

Yang Zhen said seriously: "This will bring out your greatest strengths and stimulate your potential infinitely. Once your potential is stimulated, won't you make rapid progress?"

At this point, Yang Zhen hurriedly turned around and left. Damn it, if I keep watching this, I’ll have a nosebleed, so I’ve got to eat some good food to make up for it!

"Remember, wear more clothes that can inspire your potential, bitch cat. If you don't leave now, I will go out to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks alone!"

The mean cat popped out from nowhere with a huge steak in its mouth!

After the two left, Han Yan'er stood there for a long while, feeling both ashamed and angry. She glared fiercely in the direction where Yang Zhen left, then she walked away leisurely, came to Hua Youyue and said, "I want to go into seclusion!"

Hua Youyue nodded and said, "Okay, I will protect you!"

Two extremely beautiful women, rare in the world, temporarily stayed in the Ice Palace. They both liked the environment here and also liked waiting for Yang Zhen here.

It was not until he came out that Yang Zhen truly realized the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the entire Beiyu Island.

Countless monks of all kinds with fancy clothes can be seen everywhere, and many of them even have cats as pets, with a look of arrogance on their faces.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, and turned to ask the equally confused Bitch Cat: "Are they imitating me, the Saint?"

"No!" Bitch Cat shook his head seriously and said, "Are they imitating me?"

"Fuck, what is that?" Yang Zhen pointed, "A... chicken?"

There are really people who keep chickens as pets, and the chicken is quite fancy, but at first glance, it is just an ordinary chicken.

The mean cat chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that someone would impersonate Saoji, the bastard. By the way, why haven't I seen Saoji for a long time? Where did he go to find delicious food?"

"You think Saoji is a lazy guy like you!" Yang Zhen glared at the mean cat unhappily: "Since the trip to the Mobei Abyss, Saoji has... turned into an egg!"

(End of this chapter)