"Pangshan is full of weeds." As the master of Pangshan, Yang Yannian said this sentence even though it is dull, it seems to have a profound meaning.

Chen Hao waited for the sect's grandson as he wished. It was seven days later. Yang Yannian did not explain the reason for his lateness, but said a strange thing. The other eight Taoist priests stayed there, and only two Taoist priests of Pangshan flew to the beach to challenge the beast-raising master.

"Have the Grandmaster been to Pangshan?" Chen Hao asked casually. His worries had been occupied by the upcoming battle and he didn't care much about Pangshan.

"The ravines left by the Demon Fire Mountain were still there, covered with weeds, which were occupied by demons for a long time, shrouded in unclean air and a large amount of poisonous air."

"It won't take long before the Pangshan Taoist throne can regain the old land and expel all the filth." Chen Hao was a little puzzled. Why Yang Yannian was so sentimental? This was not the way of a master of Taoist throne or a Taoist priest who was submissive to the moon.

"I'm wondering, why not now?"

"Now?"

"It's not this 'now', it's tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. In short, we have to start. Pangshan is recovering, and weeds mean vitality. With a little cleaning, all the filthy things can be removed. Yashan, Hongshan, Wanjiangshan and other Taoist sects are like this. They are much less polluted than Pangshan. I was wondering when the Nine Daotongs will return to their own mountain, and it will be like before."

"What should the ancestor say... what did the ancestor say?"

"The ancestor said nothing. After seeing you and the old demon, he has never seen anyone in the past few days. No information was reported, and no informant could bring the Taoist priest's thoughts in." Yang Yannian's tone was very calm, but there was still a sense of resentment in his words.

Chen Hao took the lead in landing on a towering mountain peak, about ten miles away from Yang Qingyin and Xiaohao, and was located in a high position. It was a good position.

Chen Hao casts a spell to push away the surrounding trees that block the view. They lie on the ground and can stand up again after the battle is over.

"The ancestor has a big plan." Chen Hao could not have imagined that he would relieve the grandmaster's emotions.

"The nine masters are qualified to understand the detailed content of the plan. The Taoist sect was never decided by the ancestors alone." Yang Yannian sent a huge rainbow into the air. Even the mortals could see the naked eyes. This was a challenge message between Taoists, indicating that he had no intention of sneak attacking, and asked the other party to take the move first.

Chen Hao was silent, remembering the previous ancestor Fang Xunmo. When he led Wangshan to retreat early, he did not notify other grand masters or Taoist priests. Instead, he quietly conducted a while before he came out to calm down many speculations. The only difference was that the Taoist priests all knew who Fang Xunmo was, but the current ancestor Kun Dun was a second-generation disciple who had never heard of.

"The practice of the beast master is much faster than I expected. This is quite suspicious." Chen Hao decided to change the topic. This was what he was most concerned about and it was also the purpose of his invitation to the master.

Yang Yannian stared at the rainbow in the air, but the other party had not responded yet. "The difference between meticulous craftsmanship and rough leaves is that of the same tall trees, pine and cypress, live a thousand years, and ordinary trees may only be decades. The difference lies in the inside, not on the surface."

Chen Hao certainly understood this truth, "I invited the master to come here to understand the 'inside' of the beast master. Because I can't see through their true strength."

The spell came from the beach, which was also a rainbow, slightly smaller and slightly lower, to show respect.

Yang Yannian was still waiting, "I'm here. Not just for this."

"Please give me a message."

"The Nine Great Daotongs cannot just wait in a daze. We must ask the ancestors clearly: When will the nine treasures be returned to each Taoist dynasty? When will the Taoist dynasty return to each mountain?"

Chen Hao looked at the Grandmaster in surprise. Finally he understood that he had been persuading him, "Why are you looking for me?"

"You are farther away. We found that the farther you are from the ancestors, the easier it is to make the right decision."

Chen Hao felt uneasy. It was normal for Mu Xingqiu and others to be hostile to the ancestors. Why did even the grandmaster have suspicion? Although this suspicion is still very subtle, it is extremely unusual. "The entire Taoist throne may not be the opponent of the ancestors."

This sentence came out of his mouth, and Chen Hao didn't even realize its true meaning. Yang Yannian glanced at him, "The ancestor is the ancestor, not the 'opponent' of the Taoist dynasty. The grandmasters just want to unite more Taoist priests to show their true thoughts to the ancestor."

Chen Hao's face turned slightly red, and Yang Qingyin's spell arrived.

The black phoenix soared in the sky, and a thin light shot out from his left eye. The mortals nearby could not see anything. Even Chen Hao, who was obsessed with the gods, could only see a white light slightly stronger than the sun.

The white light was coming soon. Yang Yannian held the sword in his left hand and flicked it gently on the sword with his right hand. The sword body shook slightly. The air within three feet in front of him fluctuated like the water surface, facing the coming white light.

The end of the white light also fluctuated, and the spell was completely wiped out in this process and was unable to reach the sword body.

Chen Hao did not take action, watched quietly, respecting the master's strength, and admired Yang Qingyin very much. She emitted this white light through the black phoenix, at least with the strength of the first level of the God-oriented level. It was really strange that she could have such a powerful state of cultivation outside of the Taoist dynasty, but the previous demon cultivator and casual cultivator did not have such ability.

Yang Yannian also praised, "The beast-refining method pioneered by Zuo Liuying is indeed a bit of a trick."

The second beam of light was emitted from the right eye of the Black Phoenix, which looked no different from the first beam of light. When it shot into the three-foot wave area of ​​the magic sword, it caused a big vibration and caused a small wave.

Yang Yannian bounced the sword three times, then his right hand quickly changed eleven magic tricks, retracting half a foot from the fluctuation area, trapping all the white lights in it. The white light was fighting to trap beasts, running east and west, but he couldn't escape.

The second beam of light had not dissipated, and the third beam of light came again. The black phoenix's eyes shone at the same time, and they merged into one halfway. The light did not strengthen, but weakened, almost no difference from the sunlight. Chen Hao could no longer see clearly with his eyes. He had to cast spells and blessings for himself to enhance his eyesight before he could distinguish this spell.

Although he had long been suspicious, Chen Hao was still shocked. The strength of the Black Phoenix move was comparable to that of his. Even if the beast master practiced freely, he would not be "stolen" by any magic weapon. This progress was really amazing.

Yang Yannian looked a little solemn, and his right hand magic trick changed faster. Then he bounced heavily on the sword. The sword swayed obviously, making a clear buzzing sound. The fluctuation area in front condensed into a large ball of light.

The offensive and defense collided, and the light of the magic sword fell into one piece, and then the light shone brightly, growing from less than three feet to more than ten feet, divided into seven pieces, each piece was spindle-shaped. It pointed obliquely towards the sky, like a huge lotus flower, the flower stem was a magic sword, and the stamen sunken in was caused by the enemy's white light.

This attack lasted a little longer, probably for five breaths of a normal person. After the white light disappeared, the lotus-shaped light ball continued for a long time before slowly weakening, and the sound of wind and thunder continued to sound.

The stronger the Taoist priest is, the more restrained the spells are. Correspondingly, as the defensive side, it is necessary to release the restrained offensive spells. The gathering of light and the sound of wind and thunder are the solution to the Black Phoenix spell.

Generally speaking, the spells that are resolved will quickly enter a state of out of control and fly around aimlessly. In order to show his strength, Yang Yannian firmly restricts the three-time resolution to a small range in front of him. In the small fishing village ten miles away, sharp-eyed people can see a little fire-like thing in the distance, and can also faintly hear the sound of wind and thunder produced by the last resolution, which at most makes them feel strange without fear.

The light completely disappeared. Yang Yannian held his left hand behind, and the magic sword was raised. The tip of the sword exceeded the top of his head, and his right hand changed the magic trick again. He had taken action three times, and it was his turn to attack.

Yang Qingyin is a Taoist sect, so of course she understands the rules of fighting. The black phoenix circling in the sky fell three feathers from her body, and stopped from far to near to thirty feet in front of her, showing that she was extremely cautious about her defense this time and had to be farther away. She did not dare to take action within three feet of the magic sword like Yang Yannian.

Shen Hao looked at it more seriously because he knew that the defensive side could better reflect his true strength during the battle.

During Yang Yannian's resignation, Shen Hao casts a number of spells on the cliff ten miles away. He only found Xiaoyao there, but did not find Yang Qingyin. The higher the level of the beast master, the better he hides when casting the spell, so as not to become the weak point of the enemy's attack.

After Yang Yannian's right hand changed the magic trick, he naturally drooped. A small ball of light shot out from the tip of the sword above his head, like a transparent butterfly, rushing into the sky flutteringly, as if he would fall down due to lack of physical strength at any time.

"Have you thought about it?" Yang Yannian asked.

"What?" Shen Hao looked up at the sky.

"My previous words."

"If Yang Qingyin can catch the master's move... I have something to ask the master clearly."

"Very good, you are the seventy-fourth Taoist priest to join."

Before the butterfly-like light ball hit the target, Yang Yannian had confirmed that Yang Qingyin could catch his spell. "Nothing can destroy the heart of the Taoist priests more than doubt." He said, and a hint of depression appeared in his voice. "Mortals are always full of doubts because there are too many powerful forces that are incomprehensible to them. Taoist priests can accept stronger existences, but cannot accept incomprehensible forces."

Shen Hao bowed slightly to the master. Yang Yannian was right. The reason why he had doubts about the master was not because the master was stronger than the entire Taoist throne, but because his power was incomprehensible to the Taoist priests.

The light ball met the first feather, and a ball of fire burned four or five miles away, which made half of the sky red, but the light ball almost did not change and continued to rise and met the second feather. This time it emitted a large red light with a wider range, reaching twenty miles away.

Black Phoenix must take action at a high altitude, because she and Yang Qingyin cannot limit the spell to a very small range. Only in the sky can they not accidentally hurt the surrounding creatures.

The light ball still did not change. When he met the third feather ten steps before the Black Phoenix, it did not emit any grand light. It was just that the feather was ignited and burned from the tip of the feather to the feather tube. Without any rush, the light ball disappeared.

The black phoenix rose rapidly and flew more than a hundred feet high before stopping.

Yang Qingyin took over the attack from the master. Although he was reluctant, he proved that he was slightly stronger than Chen Hao.

The small fishing village and mortals from some places farther away were frightened by the sudden vision in the sky. Many days later, they still had different opinions, as the master Yang Yannian said, "there are many doubts."

Yang Yannian was about to make a second move. He had already figured out the opponent's strength and decided to defeat him. He was Grandmaster Pang Shan and could not let the former Pang Shan disciple escape under his command.

But he failed to get what he wanted, and the decisive move was accidentally interrupted.

A Taoist priest who stayed behind flew over and heard a voice from afar with magic, "Mu Xingqiu and Zuo Liuying appeared in the imperial capital! The ancestor summoned all the Taoist priests."

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