And Xiqizhong.

Taoist Randeng summoned Yang Jian.

Jiang Ziya was still there to worship Zhao Gongming's straw man. As for the other three generations of disciples of the Academic Sect, they could not get close to the place where the Lan Deng Taoist was reciting without being summoned by the Lan Deng Taoist.

Today, Yang Jian was so idle that he was doing nothing, but received the voice of Taoist Randeng and summoned him to pay homage.

"Disciple Yang Jian has met his uncle." Yang Jian walked in, came to the front of Taoist Lan Deng, and immediately bowed and bowed.

Although Yang Jian is good at the eight or nine mysterious skills and his magical powers are among the top three generations of disciples, Yang Jian is very clear that in front of Taoist Ran Deng, he is nothing and is not worth mentioning at all.

"Sit." Taoist Randeng looked at Yang Jian and signaled Yang Jian to sit on the cushion opposite him.

Yang Jian was immediately stunned. He looked at Taoist Randeng with a look of surprise, full of confusion, but he never dared to move.

"Disciple doesn't dare..."

Yang Jian didn't dare to have any little thoughts in front of Taoist Randeng. He just stood there tremblingly, and didn't even dare to look directly at Taoist Randeng.

Taoist Ran Deng saw Yang Jian's expression in his eyes, and a smile couldn't help but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He still admired Yang Jian, the disciple of Yuding Zhenren, and of course he also knew Yang Jian's identity.

In the view of Taoist Randeng, even if Yang Jian was a disciple of Yuding Zhenren and a member of their three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect, his bloodline came from the Heavenly Court after all. Of course, his mother and his uncle had a bad time, but that was their housework after all. They were in a jam of their Ansect. If Yang Jian knew his life experience in the future, no one could guarantee whether Yang Jian would make arbitrary actions.

"What's not to dare?"

Taoist Ran Deng smiled slightly, waved his hand again, and a sudden force appeared, blessing Yang Jian, without any murderous aura, just a gentle force, trying to press him on the cushion.

Yang Jian originally felt the emergence of that power and wanted to resist instinctively, but before he could do anything, he sensed the fluctuation of the power's aura and immediately gave up everything.

Yang Jian sat on the futon opposite Taoist Randeng.

"Today, Master is looking for you to come, and there is something you need to do." Taoist Ran Deng was straight to the point and did not say anything extra nonsense. He was already a little impatient now, but he could not take action rashly. After all, even he didn't know what masters were hidden in Taishi Wen's tent. Of course, only what he knew were Taishi Wen and Lu Yue.

Taoist Randeng didn't care about what Master Wen was, but he cared about Lu Yue. Others didn't know what Lu Yue was, but Taoist Randeng knew very well. Taoist Lu Yue's methods were not dared to underestimate him even at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. If he was accidentally hit, he would be hit by the other party's plague power. Once he was hit, even if he was a Taoist master of Randeng, he could not crack it. He could only seek the saint's action. Of course, he might also go to Huoyun Cave to seek the Earth Emperor Shennong among the Three Saints Emperors, otherwise few people would be able to escape from his palm.

The Taoist Randeng didn't want to take risks, and for some reason, he always felt that there were some false existences hidden in Cheng Tang's camp. Although he didn't know why he had such intuition, he chose to believe this. After all, he had reached his level and reached the level of the God-Term Tribulation, so he had to be careful everywhere.

Since he could not take the risk personally, he had to find the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, so he thought about it and felt that it would be better to let Yang Jian go to Chengtang Camp for a walk.

Taoist Ran Deng knew very well that Yang Jian had cultivated the "Eight Nine Profound Kung Fu" that could only be practiced by the Monkey Clan Holy Vein. It could change at will. If Yang Jian took action, then everything would be fine.

In the view of Taoist Ran Deng, even if they cannot get the twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Divine Beads, their identities will not be exposed.

"Um?"

Yang Jian was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the Taoist Randeng with confusion and looked at the Taoist Randeng like that.

"I'll ask my master to give you the order, and I'm willing to obey the order." Yang Jian immediately stood up and accepted the order.

Although he was not sure what Taoist Randeng gave to him, Yang Jian knew very well that no matter what the order was or what Taoist Randeng gave to him, he had no conditions to refuse.

Moreover, Yang Jian is extremely intelligent. He knows the status of the Taoist Randeng very well, so since he has no choice, it is better to be more happy. Instead, it may bring a little appreciation to the Taoist Randeng.

Taoist Randeng saw Yang Jian's actions, and his heart couldn't help but move, full of praise.

"Your technique of change has already gained the essence."

Taoist Randeng did not get to the point directly this time, but spoke, as if he had asked inadvertently.

"I am not talented, I just touched the threshold." Yang Jian didn't dare to be a big shot. Although he had indeed practiced the eight or nine mysterious skills to a certain extent, his ignition was still far inferior to the thorough method of the Lan Deng Taoist.

"No need to be humble, I will naturally know. You are the best among the three generations of disciples in my teaching. This time I need you to do something..."

Seeing that Yang Jian did not have the arrogance of the three ordinary disciples, Taoist Randeng couldn't help but nodded slightly, full of praise.

"Please make it clear."

Yang Jian knew very well that the task his master, Raindeng Taoist, should be to use his eight or nine mysterious skills and arbitrary changes.

"You are like this..." Taoist Ran Deng waved his hand and a tone appeared in Yang Jian's ears.

Yang Jian only felt a slight movement in his ears, and a stream of subtle melodies appeared, rising and falling in his ears.

"This... I understand. Please rest assured, my master, I will do my best." After hearing this, Yang Jian immediately clasped his fists and said to Lan Deng.

The Taoist Randeng had never left Yang Jian's eyes and just looked at him like that. At this moment, he was very satisfied with Yang Jian's performance.

For Yang Jian, these are very simple things.

Although Yang Jian also knew very well that what the Taoist Randeng asked him to do was a bit dangerous, but no matter how dangerous the danger was, he still didn't think it was too difficult. He just needed to be careful. It was easy for him to obtain the twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai. Of course, although Yang Jian didn't know what level of magic weapon the twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai, it was definitely a super magic weapon that could be targeted by Taoist Randeng.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little moved now, but he didn't dare to have any emotional fluctuations. He could understand all of these.

Yang Jian knew very well that although some magic weapons were indeed of high level and above the level, sometimes they were not themselves and could not force them to be forced, otherwise they would cause unreasonable trouble for themselves.
Chapter completed!