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Chapter 1346 Re-entry to the Southern Territory [2]

Yang Yu and the Saint of Yaochi came to the Heavenly Palace again and directly found the Saint of Yaochi and the Saint of Tang Hui.

"What's the matter with you two?"

The two looked at Yang Yu and the Saint of Yao Chi and asked with a smile.

"Things about the Old Saint Lord Tang Hui."

Yang Yu nodded and said extremely serious.

"Oh? Let's hear it."

The old Saint Lord Tang Hui nodded and looked at Yang Yu with a smile.

"It's like this. I have a secret method of practicing, which can cast shackles in my body, lock my body by itself, and make the results of my practice stronger..."

Yang Yu spoke and began to tell the story of locking his body and forging the shackles of his body.

“Is it feasible?”

The old Saint Lord Tang Hui and the Saint Lord Yaochi asked almost at the same time, and said extremely serious.

"You can ask the saint, he knows very well." Yang Yu smiled slightly.

"Saint Maiden, is what the Holy Son said true?"

The old Saint Lord Tang Hui asked, if there was really such a secret method, she would definitely be confident that she could become stronger again at the saint level!

"The old Saint Lord Tang Hui said nothing wrong. The Holy Son has broken a physical shackle. Now, his combat power is almost as good as that of the peak monks of the Four Poles Secret Realm!"

The Saint of Yaochi nodded and said seriously: "He fought with me, but he did not use the power of the divine body, but his combat power was completely above me!"

The eyes of the old Saint Tang Hui flashed, and his heart fluctuated greatly.

She has been breaking through the Saint Realm for quite some time, but she has no feeling of being able to touch a higher level.

She felt that with her ability, she would probably not have the chance to reach the saint realm when her life spans.

So, if what Yang Yu said is true, then she really wants to try it out.

“It doesn’t take too long.”

Yang Yu spoke and said with a smile.

“Try it!”

The old Holy Lord Tang Hui was silent for a moment, then nodded and responded.

If you can really break through to the saints, it's nothing to take risks.

What's more, Yang Yu's performance has already said everything.

Yang Yu nodded, and after smelting four divine sources, he directly began to cast physical shackles for the old Saint Tang Hui.

...

The Eastern Desert and Southern Territory, Wei State.

"It's not easy to come out, and it's not easy to let many people know."

In the imperial capital of Wei, Yang Yu walked on the street, wearing a black shirt, feeling helpless.

He had already cast the shackles of the old Saint Tang Hui.

After he was in seclusion, he told the Holy Lord of Yaochi that he would come to the southern territory of the East Desert.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi agreed, but Yang Yu was not traveling alone. Elder Xu Yuan has been protecting Yang Yu in the dark.

"Forget it, just follow the individual. It's so good to take action. It's safer to have a powerful man following behind you."

Yang Yu came to Weidu Street to wander around looking for Ye Fan's figure.

The purpose of his trip was Yan Ruyu.

Before, he intercepted the Holy Heart of the Hu Demon Emperor and planned to steal the Holy Soldier of the Demon Emperor. Yang Yu felt that it was necessary to compensate him.

Moreover, since becoming the saint of Yaochi, Yang Yuqi has never fought, and this trip happened to be the case.

"Well, found it."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed. He had been waiting in Wei Capital for more than ten days, and finally waited for Ye Fan and Duan De.

These two men were leading the way and following, one behind, swaying in Weidu.

"Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu, I am really a good person, and I have rushed over to help you solve your difficulties."

Yang Yu shook his head and followed Ye Fan and Duan De.

At the same time, Ye Fan, who was following Duan De.

In the capital of Wei, there were traffic and extremely prosperous. Ye Fan accidentally saw a familiar figure wearing a Taoist robe and a purple gold crown.

But he didn't look like a monk, with a big belly and a red face. He was the unscrupulous Taoist Duan De.

"This fat man's life is so strong. The demon emperor's tomb is full of bones and blood flows into a river. He was forced into the Yin Tomb by five big men, but he is not dead..."

Ye Fan felt that the fat Taoist priest was very not simple, far from being as kind as he seemed on the surface. He should be a cruel person, and he did not dare to get close to him.

Now, his spiritual sense is extremely powerful, and his mental power gathers into a small golden lake, transforming into a tangible substance, condenses in his eyebrows, following him from afar, without worrying about being discovered.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest climbed a restaurant, ate meat in big mouthfuls, drank wine in big bowls, and had no taboo at all, nor did he look like a monk at all.

Half an hour later, he left Weidu, was covered in alcohol, shaking and walking towards the mountains.

"What are you going to do when you have enough wine and eat, and then walk straight into the mountains?"

Ye Fan was confused and followed from afar. At the same time, he was a little scared. With his concise spiritual sense, he still had an unfathomable feeling about Duan De.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest was very fast, crossing mountains and ridges, which was no slower than flying. Soon, he came to a mountain gate. Ye Fan knew that this was a small sect in the territory of Wei, which was worse than Lingxu Cave Heaven.

Duan De walked around and went deeper. Ye Fan did not dare to follow up and waited quietly outside. Half a quarter of an hour later, the fat Taoist priest slipped out in red light and then left with a swagger.

Soon, there were shouts from this sect, and there was a hustle and bustle. Ye Fan vaguely heard that the sect seemed to have lost something valuable.

"This fat man is really unscrupulous."

Ye Fan quickly flew away, and the monks rushed out of this sect flew into the four directions. If he was blocked by someone, it would be unreasonable.

"Where can you go!" An old man discovered him.

"Fatty, I greet you, my ancestors. It's not intentional, that I'm going to take the blame."

Ye Fan was shocked and disbelief, and disappeared into the mountains in a blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, he captured the traces of the unscrupulous Taoist priest again. He suspected that Duan De might have noticed someone following him.

However, the unscrupulous Taoist priest did not look back, as if he was ignorant, and while burping, he was talking to himself:

"The grand event of the monks in Wei State is worth watching. I wonder if I can see some treasures of heaven and earth."

"This fat man originally wanted to attend some grand event."

After Duan De flew for more than 500 miles, he landed in the mountains. The clouds and mists were surging ahead, and the peaks were green and the valleys were green. Many monks came to ride rainbows and entered the valley ahead.

This is a sect. There is a bluestone in front of the mountain gate, with the words "Xuanyuan" engraved on it. No one can stop him and you can go in at will. Many monks came from all directions.

The mountains inside are beautiful, the palaces, towers, waterfalls and springs, and are a very peaceful pure land. Many monks have already arrived.

Ye Fan followed Duan De and found that this guy was really a very strange person and walked in a very difficult situation. He was in a mess and came to the back mountain of this sect while it was unprepared.

In front of us, peach blossoms are blooming, pink, and the mountains are full of blooming peach blossom forests, as if a pink gauze is covering the mountains, with the fragrance of flowers.

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