At the same time, a question arose in Lan Fangyue's heart. Although she didn't know the guy's name, he didn't seem to be an ordinary person. He seemed to have a kind of magical power. He either made people angry to death or could quickly get along with others. He was really a weird person.

Even Yao Lao, the most difficult person to get along with in Changyue Tower, was able to get close to him in less than a quarter of an hour.

“This guy!”

Thinking about how Yang Zhen was staring at her intently when he went upstairs, Lan Fangyue felt so angry that her teeth ached. But so what? He was dying anyway.

Hua Youyue once said that the martial art called Lingkong Xudu was not an ordinary martial art, but a superior martial art that had been integrated into the great Dao by a powerful being. People without special talents would not be able to comprehend and master it, and would not be able to bear even just looking at it.

Originally everyone thought it was just a legend, but ever since the sudden death of a person who was meditating, Lingkong Xudu has become an existence that everyone is afraid of.

Accepting the mission is voluntary, and even if one loses his life for it, it will only become a topic of conversation among people. There are too many monks who die from cultivation every day on the Youzhou Continent, so many that everyone has become accustomed to it.

Lan Fangyue glanced at Yang Zhen in the water curtain and had an indescribable feeling in her heart. This guy with a somewhat eccentric personality didn't seem to be very annoying. It would be a pity if he died like this.

…

Inside the wooden house, Yao Lao not only did not find Yang Zhen annoying, but he was quite pleased with him: "Nowadays, fewer and fewer people know about the tea ceremony. You know..."

"Stop, stop, stop, old man. If we talk about the tea ceremony, I can talk to you for a whole day and night without repeating myself. Do you believe me?"

"Oh?" The old man glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, are you so arrogant?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips: "This is not arrogance, this is erudition. I came here to practice Saint-level martial arts, not to drink tea. And, Tie Dahai and Fat Guanyin, bah, I don't have Tie Guanyin and Fat Dahai here now. When I finish practicing, maybe I can find some for you."

"No, you little bastard, why do you have to take that mission? Even Hua Youyue can't comprehend the martial arts, how can you comprehend it?" The old man obviously sneered at Yang Zhen's words: "You are dead. If you die, where can I find Fat Guanyin?"

"Old man, don't you believe me?"

"No!" Yao Lao shook his head and grabbed a handful of his messy beard: "It's not that I don't believe you, I just don't believe you very much!"

Puff! Yang Zhen sprayed a mouthful of tea on the old man's face, jumped up and pointed at the old man and said, "Old man, if I can learn that flying empty move, will you call me big brother?"

"Bah, kid, don't just say big brother, even uncle will do!"

"Okay, you said it yourself. You swore by your own inner demons!"

"I, Old Yao, always keep my word. Go and ask around to see if you have ever found out that what I said has not been followed." Old Yao looked up with a proud expression.

"Okay, remember what you said." Yang Zhen glanced at the corner of the wall and blinked: "Miss Lan, you have to testify for me!"

Stunned, Lan Fangyue was suddenly startled, her eyes widened and she subconsciously said, "Can you see me?"

After saying that, Lan Fangyue burst into laughter and muttered to himself: "How could he possibly see this? This is a one-sided water screen shadow!"

Yao Lao looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Yang Zhen!" Yang Zhen said nonchalantly, "By the way, when does it start?"

"You really can't wait to die." Yao Lao shook his head and sighed, but his face was full of gloating expression: "Wait two days, you think it's so easy to open the secret room, Hua Yatou is coming back soon, with her around, maybe you won't have to die."

"I won't die without her. Okay, two days is two days. Do you provide meals here?"

Yao Lao's beard stood up when he heard this. He resisted the urge to kick Yang Zhen out and stared at him with gritted teeth: "Mind!"

"That's good. How many dishes and soups should I choose? What's the staple food? I'm a bit picky!"

"Yang Zhen!" Yao Lao was furious: "Get out of here!"

"etc!"

Buzz! A wave of vitality came, and before Yang Zhen could react, Yao Lao had already blocked him.

"Good boy, I almost got tricked by you. You deliberately made me angry, just wanting to leave here before I could react. No way. While I was cheating people outside, you were still playing in the mud."

Yang Zhen was stunned, and said with his hands clasped, "I can't afford to offend you!"

"Are you scared? Tell me, what will happen if you fail?" Yao Lao said complacently.

"What failure?"

"You..." Yao Lao choked on a mouthful of tea and kept coughing: "Lingkong Xudu, what do you say if you failed?"

"Tsk, how can I fail?" Yang Zhen strode out: "You'd better wait for me to call you uncle!"

“Stop right there, you little bastard!” Yao Lao rushed out, then his face changed and he screamed, “Oh no, my medicine!”

After saying that, Yao Lao suddenly changed direction in mid-air and rushed upstairs, not even caring about Yang Zhen.

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The two days passed in a flash, and the news outside Changyue Tower spread like wildfire. Before the time was up, countless people surrounded the secret room in Changyue Tower.

"Have you heard that Yang Zhen made Yao Lao so angry that he even said something ridiculous: if Yang Zhen could comprehend successfully, he would call him uncle."

"Hush, Yao Lao has a very strange temper. Even Ding Keqi has to be respectful in front of Yao Lao and be careful of what he says."

"I don't know if Yang Zhen can comprehend it successfully."

"Him?" A man next to him sneered and said, "You think too much. Do you think we are here to see that lunatic Yang Zhen?"

"Eh? Isn't it?"

The man laughed loudly and sneered, "I guess so. The main purpose is to see how Yang Zhen dies. In fact, most people here are not here to see Yang Zhen."

"So what are you here to see?"

There were so many people here. If they weren't here to see Yang Zhen, would there be such a big scene? At this moment, the noisy and chaotic crowd suddenly quieted down. The change from noise to silence surprised countless people.

But no one cared about this at this time. They all stretched their necks to look towards Changyue Tower.

At the entrance of Changyue Tower, a group of people walked out slowly. The person in the lead was wearing a long white gauze dress that fluttered in the breeze, but it could not conceal her elegant and graceful figure at all.

The woman had a slender figure with well-proportioned curves, and even her plain veil could not conceal her beauty.

There was no fluctuation of vital energy from this woman, but the moment she slowly walked out of Changyue Tower, the whole world seemed to brighten.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of swallowing saliva was heard in countless places at the scene.

"It's Master Hua. Master Hua is actually back!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, and the whole scene became boiling.

(End of this chapter)