No matter how idle the Holy Land of Yao Chi is, it is impossible for no one else to look at it and only him would be there.

In the eyes of the Yao Chi Holy Land, Yang Zhen was nothing more than a boy seeking fame and reputation. Those who had cultivated the Eight Paths of Heavenly Awakening were the seed players and should receive more attention at this time.

After adapting to the environment of Shuqi, Yang Zhen walked stealthily in the opposite direction of the ruins on the top of the mountain. Anyway, this place is very big, so he decided to let those people favored by heaven fight for a while first.

After much difficulty, he arrived at such a strange place, which was said to be an ancient holy battlefield. If it was said that there were no rare treasures or even ancient secret treasures in such a holy battlefield, Yang really wouldn't believe it.

How could the matter of the token be more exciting and important than searching for treasures? Under the celestial mirror, everyone saw Yang Zhen walking around casually, and became a little bored. Under the guidance of Madam Hu, the celestial mirror looked at other people favored by the heavens. When everyone saw that other people favored by the heavens were either using various methods to find companions or choosing to meditate somewhere and wait for the battle, they were all dumbfounded.

How long has it been? Haven't these people discovered that there is a kind of evil energy in the heaven and earth energy that can affect the mind? "This... these people are not affected by the evil energy?" Old Man Chi's face flashed a puzzled look, and he muttered: "How long has it been? None of these people have released the Heavenly Hua. How did they cultivate to the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

Hearing what Old Man Chi said, the white-bearded old man next to him smiled bitterly and said, "Old Man Chi, please be patient. It's only been a short time. It's not that these people have poor understanding and perception abilities, it's because..."

"Why?" Old Man Chi glared and said, "So many people are blindly looking for companions. Some are even worse, finding a place to bury themselves. If they stay here for too long, won't they develop inner demons?"

The white-bearded old man glared, obviously somewhat dissatisfied with the old man Chi interrupting him, and said loudly: "I have told you to be patient, when did you become so impatient, old man? How much time has passed? Calculate it yourself, how much time has passed?"

The old man red startled the white-bearded old man, and the tea in his cup almost spilled out. He was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at the teacup in his hand, and said with a weird cry: "What? It's only been a cup of tea?"

As he said this, without waiting for the frightened white-bearded old man to speak, the old man Chi glared at him and said in confusion, "Yang Zhen discovered the evil spirit in just a cup of tea, and even thought of a way to restrain it? Is he still a human being?"

A cup of tea?

How long did it take me to discover it?

It seemed like just one day. No, I am gifted and I understood it in less than a day.

Of course, it’s been less than a day, so Old Man Chi doesn’t dare to say it out loud, otherwise his face will hurt.

When everyone heard what Old Man Chi said, a look of shock appeared on their faces.

Almost everyone was like Old Man Chi, somewhat dissatisfied with those people in the ruins on the top of the mountain. But now that they thought about it, what was there to be dissatisfied about? It was not because those people had poor understanding, but because Yang Zhen was too damn evil.

How could there be someone who could figure out how to control evil spirits in less than a cup of tea?

In just a cup of tea, he discovered the evil spirit... Damn it, in just a cup of tea, he discovered the evil spirit, which is already a monster among monsters.

Could it be that this Yang Zhen is not only the illegitimate son of the Yao Chi Holy Land, but has also been to Yingluoya before?

The worst thing I've heard is that there's a kind of natural and spiritual energy called Shuqi in Eagle Falls.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the old woman with something strange in their eyes.

The shady deal, the shady deal of the red man, it must be like this!

The old woman looked at everyone's expressions in confusion. A trace of anger flashed across her face, but she couldn't remember what she had done wrong for a moment. She snorted coldly in frustration.

At this time, the yellow-shirted woman suddenly smiled and explained, "My fellow seniors, I can guarantee that this is definitely Yang Zhen's first time entering the Yaochi Holy Land, and even more so, his first time entering Yingluoya."

The old woman nodded to the woman in yellow. The woman in yellow understood and quietly left the seat and disappeared.

Not long after, the yellow-shirted woman arrived at a holy palace. The magnificent gate of the holy palace opened silently. Two young female disciples turned their heads and respectfully bowed to the yellow-shirted woman. They said, "The third holy lady!"

The yellow-shirted woman nodded and said with interest, "Could the astronomical mirror in the Yaosheng Palace have observed the eagle falling from the cliff?"

One of the young female disciples nodded and said, "Three Saint Ladies, the ability of the Yaosheng Palace's Sky Mirror is limited. It can only observe one person and cannot control the overall situation."

A hint of amusement flashed in the yellow-shirted woman's eyes, and she said with a smile: "That's enough. By the way, where is Master Jian?"

"Old Sword Master and the Palace Master are discussing swordplay at the altar. They should be..."

Before the young female disciple finished her words, a hearty laugh was heard, saying, "Could it be that the Third Saint Lady has found something interesting again that makes her so impatient to look for me?"

The yellow-shirted woman showed a look of surprise on her face. She stood up and said respectfully, "Master Jian is really a master of predictions. How did you know that I would return at this time?"

Two old men with celestial appearances walked into the Yaosheng Palace together. One of them laughed loudly with a red face and said, "It's not that we are so good at predicting things, but it seems that we really met an interesting little guy this time. Let me see what kind of boy he is that can find and solve the evil spirit in less than a cup of tea?"

The woman in yellow nodded, and with a wave of her white hands, her appearance changed unexpectedly. For a moment, she was so beautiful that the entire Yaosheng Palace seemed to be brightened.

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Out of this world and beyond compare, these are the true Three Holy Ladies of Yaochi. Their every move exudes an air of being untainted by dust, and their every frown and smile carries an elegance that is otherworldly.

As the Sky-viewing Mirror opened, a trace of curiosity flashed in the eyes of the Third Saint Lady, and she said, "This man's name is Yang Zhen. Yun La said that he has cultivated twenty Heavenly Auras, and he himself..."

"Huh?"

Old Jian and the Palace Master of the Yao Chi Holy Land looked at each other and both revealed expressions of surprise.

Especially Elder Jian, he laughed and said, "So it's this kid. I heard that he claimed to have cultivated a hundred Heavenly Huas? He is really a little guy who is not afraid of flicking his tongue."

The Third Saint Girl blinked her eyes and said to Master Jian, "Master Jian, look at the Tianhua halo on him."

"Hmm?" Jian Lao paused while drinking his tea, glanced at the Third Saint Girl with a strange expression, shook his head and laughed: "You, little girl, seem to be very optimistic about this boy named Yang Zhen. Well, I will come and see what is so special about Yang Zhen that you think so highly of him."

"Ten?"

Suddenly, there was a scream from the side, which frightened Jian Lao so much that his hands trembled and his teacup almost fell. He glared at the Palace Master of Yaosheng Palace and said, "What the hell are you screaming about? You are so old, what do you mean by ten... ten?"

In the end, Master Jian's teacup did not fall to the ground, but was held up by the gentle breath that flashed by when the Third Saint Lady waved her hand.

"Palace Master, Master Jian, what do you think of Yang Zhen?" The Third Saint Lady smiled sweetly and asked.

Old Jian and the Palace Master looked at each other, and they suddenly became excited and said in unison: "There is hope!"

(End of this chapter)