Chapter 938 Undercurrent
There is one thing,
This was something Yang Qingyun had never expected.
That is, he was stopped outside the gate of the Qi family !
There is actually a being in the state of Hedao sitting here!
"I wonder who you are from, but would you like to help the Qi family?"
High in the sky, facing the old monk in a gray robe and with a shiny head who flew out from the Qi family's forbidden area and blocked his way.
Although Yang Qingyun was somewhat surprised and puzzled at the other party's appearance , there was no fear on his face. He looked the other party up and down.
The guy in front of me looks like a monk, but he seems to have something wrong with him. He suddenly appeared.
Just now,
When Yang Qingyun brought the two elders of Tianhao Sect to the sky above the Qi family’s residence, his aura of the Hedao realm was not concealed at all, and it was like a tsunami, and the sky seemed to collapse, crushing down in the direction of the Qi family.
The other party suddenly appeared.
A figure rose up from the depths of the Qi family's mountain gate and appeared in front of him.
It was as if it had been lying in ambush for a long time.
The aura of the Hedao realm also erupted at that moment, competing with it.
The whole world is empty,
Under the squeeze and collision of the two vast and powerful forces, large areas of distortion visible to the naked eye were produced.
There is no doubt that
Although the other party did not speak, the meaning released was:
He has protected the Qi family ! "Amitabha, I am Ji Ran, and I am honored to meet you, benefactor Yang."
"I have heard people say that this generation's best young man has unparalleled talent and dominates the contemporary world. Now that I see him, I find that his reputation is well-deserved!"
The old monk Ji Ran put his palms together, lowered his head, with a look of compassion on his face, and spoke in a voice of approval.
The kind voice resounded throughout the void, filling the entire world with a feeling of tranquility and peace.
"Your Excellency, there is no need to continue talking about this nonsense."
Yang Qingyun waved his hand and looked at the old monk in front of him. A faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He seemed to ask intentionally or unintentionally:
"You have come here to stand up for the Qi family and stand in front of Yang, but do you know the grudge between Yang and them?"
He just arrived.
He hasn't even uttered any harsh words.
The other party came out.
Some hurriedly blocked his way.
Did he know he would come in advance? Or was it for some other reason? Yang Qingyuan instinctively sensed that there seemed to be something deeper and more interesting hidden in this.
"Donor Yang, there is no need to test me."
"I know why Mr. Yang came here."
"It's just about the matter of the West Mountain in Qilian Territory."
The old monk did not explain and went straight to the point.
"Although the West Mountain is a barren land, the issues involved are particularly complicated."
"I am so shameless. I would like to ask Mr. Yang to move the retreat route of the sect away from there."
"Oh, it seems that you already know the location of the sect behind me. That's impressive. But, how can you do that?"
There was still not much change on Yang Qingyun's face, and his voice was faint.
"Does this mean that you are confident that you are stronger than me, so I must swallow this loss?"
"I dare not."
"I am only good at talking. If we really fight, I am no match for Taoist Tianmen, let alone the great man who killed Taoist Tianmen like you."
"It's just that this matter is related to the plan of one of the four great Dao masters. I hope Mr. Yang can help me."
"I can compensate you tenfold for the losses you have caused!"
The old monk Ji Ran lowered his brows and nodded, keeping himself in a very humble manner.
Yang Qingyun did not respond.
His figure was suspended in mid-air, looking at the other person, wondering what he was thinking.
The old monk Ji Ran did not say anything either. He still had his hands clasped together, his head lowered, and a kind look on his face.
The world suddenly became quiet,
as silent as death.
You can hear a pin drop.
Above the nine heavens,
The aura of the two people each occupied one side of the world, and the whole world seemed to be split in two.
Arcs of lightning burst silently, and branch-like thunder spread among the thick dark clouds.
And in the earth below,
The entire Qi family, including the patriarch and elders, were sweating profusely.
They looked up at the two figures facing each other in the sky, and felt as if the entire sky was pressing down on them.
The heavy and boundless pressure almost made them unable to stand up! Countless people were in a state of panic and anxiety, as if they were about to face a doomsday disaster of despair and death in the next moment!
At this moment, time seems to have become longer than ever before.
"Since the master has come in person, why can't Qingyun do that?"
I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Qingyun, who was high in the sky, suddenly smiled and spoke loudly, and the clear voice was transmitted to every corner of the void.
The extremely oppressive and tense atmosphere, as if the sky was about to collapse at any moment, quickly dissipated like melting ice and snow.
"But, Master, could you tell me which Taoist master is behind this?"
Yang Qingyun asked casually.
The old monk Ji Ran shook his head slightly and said nothing.
Yang Qingyun nodded.
Without saying a word, he turned around and turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.
Only his clear and calm voice echoed in the air:
"Don't forget to send the compensation!"
The old monk remained silent.
As if he was practicing silent meditation, he still stood in the same place, with no change in his posture.
Below is the Qi family residence,
As the terrifying aura above them disappeared, the people of the Qi family who were still able to stay conscious immediately gasped for breath. At the same time, they suddenly realized that their clothes were completely wet, as if they had fallen into a river and were fished out.
Many people have a feeling of being reborn after death.
Inside the Qi family's ancestral hall, the Qi family head and the great elder looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
The head of the Qi family fluttered his clothes, and a stream of air vibrated out, and his magic power swept away all the sweat on his clothes and evaporated it completely.
Then he turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky, arriving in front of the old monk Ji Ran who was still standing in the air.
"Thank you for your help, Master. If you were not here today, I'm afraid everyone in the Qi family would have died!"
The head of the Qi family saluted towards the old monk Ji Ran, bowed his head, and his voice was full of gratitude.
However, after waiting for a long time,
But there was no response from the other party.
He looked up in confusion, and suddenly, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his face showed horror.
My whole heart was stagnant, and my whole body felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave in the dead of winter, and had a stream of ice water poured over my head. The chill penetrated from head to toe, and my whole body was extremely stiff.
I saw,
The old monk who was originally floating high in the air in front had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The figure that had been as still as a reef began to stagger at this moment, as if it could not stand still.
What on earth happened? !
After a while, the head of the Qi family finally came to his senses and rushed forward, trying to support the other person.
"master."
However, the old monk Ji Ran raised his hand to stop him from moving forward.
He slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where Yang Qingyun left. His slightly pale face turned deep.
“It really lives up to its reputation”
The old monk Ji Ran seemed to be talking to himself.
Whispered.
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