In the backyard of Juxianzhuang, Murong Fu, Bao Bu, Feng Boe and others all looked at the figure that looked like an immortal and a god in the field with shock.

This is too untrue. Murong Fu knew that his strength was much worse than that of Jiumozhi, but in his eyes, Jiumozhi, who was already one of the most powerful masters in the world, was so vulnerable to this "Young Master Yang" who came out of nowhere. It was really unimaginable.

Who is this person, where is his origin in his family education, and why hasn't he heard of his name or seen him before?

With this person's martial arts cultivation, he should have been famous all over the world.

All kinds of questions appeared in Murong Fu's heart, which also made Feng Boe and others confused.

Not to mention that they even brought Yang Yi to Juxian Village, Qiao Feng was shocked at this time. He knew that Yang Yi's cultivation was unfathomable, but he did not expect that he had reached such a level.

A great wheel Ming Wang, who is at the top of the martial arts world today, has never even had a move under Yang Yi.

"What an unparalleled Young Master Yang. Brother Yang's cultivation is so powerful that we can't achieve." Qiao Feng said boldly.

He carefully observed Yang Yi's finger just now. He had reached a situation that he could not understand, whether it was his body or his move. Not to mention Jiumozhi, even he would never be able to resist Yang Yi's attack.

"Brother Qiao is too good." Yang Yi smiled, and he looked at Azhu and Qiao Feng and said again: "This is considered a complete return of Zhao. I have been delayed here for a while, so it's time for me to leave here."

"Where is Brother Yang going?" Qiao Feng said curiously.

"Kunlun." Yang Yi's eyes looked faint and looked at the West.

"Kunlun..." Qiao Feng just said in confusion and did not ask any questions.

Yang Yi took his gaze back and suddenly looked at Qiao Feng and Azhu. He glanced at Duan Yu who had been looking at him curiously, and said, "Brother Qiao, Miss Azhu, do you believe me?"

Yang Yi's expression was slightly condensed and he looked a little serious.

"Of course I believe in Mr. Yang." Azhu said first. She had been in contact with Yang Yi for the longest time, and also knew Yang Yi the most deeply, and knew that Yang Yi was a person with open mind.

"Although I have met Brother Yang twice, I still believe in Brother Yang's character." Qiao Feng nodded and said.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The leader is not the King of Dali Town. As for who it is, Brother Qiao can go to the Shaolin Martial Arts Conference, where Brother Qiao may find the answer."

Yang Yi can naturally tell Qiao Feng the truth, but will this be done without many wonderful stories? What's more, Yang Yi has another intention.

He wanted to see how strong the correction of the established trajectory in this world is, so it can be regarded as a small experiment of him.

"This Young Master Yang, the leader the elder brother is looking for is related to my father?" Duan Yu, who heard Yang Yi talk about the King of the South of Dali Town, lit up his eyes and asked hurriedly.

If his elder brother's enemy was involved with his father, he would really not know what to do.

Yang Yi glanced at him, shook his head amusedly, and said, "Didn't I say everything? The leader has nothing to do with your father."

Opposite Yang Yi, Qiao Feng wanted to speak but stopped. He knew that Yang Yi must know something, but looking at Yang Yi's attitude, he clearly did not want to say much.

Moreover, Yang Yi has eliminated a goal for him and pointed him in the direction. This is also considered to be the end of kindness and righteousness. What else can he say?

After scanning the people present, Yang Yi didn't say anything else. He pointed his foot gently and his figure had already floated away.

Ten days later, at the northwest of Kunlun Mountain, Yang Yi was running forward quickly at Tianzhu Peak in the northwest of Kunlun Mountain.

Kunlun in the Tianlong world also has Tianzhu Peak, but neither its size nor the fairy charm can compare with Tianzhu Peak in the sky nine pillars in the prehistoric sky.

The place where Li Xiao sealed the stone palm when he entered that inexplicable space should be located under the Tianzhu Peak.

Yang Yi had a premonition in his darkness. Before, he saw that Li Xiao was in the Tang Dynasty, which should not be other worlds, but the Tang Dynasty in this world of the Tianlong.

In other words, there was indeed a war like immortals and demons in the Tang Dynasty in the Tianlong World, and Li Xiao was also a person from that era.

However, due to restrictions and the rules of heaven and earth, Li Xiao was unable to see immortality in the end. After spending more than two hundred springs and autumns, he passed away quietly.

"Is it Tianzhu Peak? I saw vaguely before that it seemed like a cold pond next to it."

Yang Yi frowned. The memory he saw Li Xiao was also incomplete, and hundreds of years have passed. The landform here may have undergone some changes.

Stepping on the snow on Kunlun Mountain, Yang Yi walked slowly forward, and at the same time, an internal force under his feet penetrated his body and expanded downward into the mountain.

This is a special detection method, which uses internal force to penetrate into the mountain and then compares the subtle differences from the return vibration force. However, this detection method is extremely slow. After all, it uses internal force, not his true power of the Heavenly Dao.

This is also a helpless act. Who made his true power of heaven unable to be used at all? He has finally formed an extremely fragile balance in his body and must not be broken.

One day, two days, three days...10 days, until a month later, Yang Yi carefully explored Tianzhu Peak and the surrounding area, and finally found a clue.

In other words, his body still has a magical characteristic, otherwise it would be enough for Yang to suffer if he didn't eat or drink for a month.

In a sinkhole on the east side of the hillside of Tianzhu Peak, he found an abnormal feedback point of internal strength.

Although the fluctuations here are not much different from those around, there are still differences after all. Yang Yi carefully investigated this pit and found a dry cold pond ruin.

"Yes, it should be here."

Yang Yi said to himself that he chose the most intense part of the internal force feedback. The internal force in his body burst out and turned into unparalleled sword energy to slash continuously.

For a moment, dust and rocks were flying through the sky, and this area was like an excavation site.

Two days later, Yang Yi, dressed in white, looked at the closed sarcophagus under his feet and was happy and helpless in his eyes.

It is glad that this sarcophagus is consistent with the sarcophagus he saw in the strange space before in Li Xiao's stone palm, and it also proves his idea that the world of the dragon is indeed a continuation of Li Xiao's era.

Helplessly, Li Xiao used special means to activate the power of the stone palm and his own strength to completely seal the sarcophagus. Without Yang Yi using his true power, he really couldn't open the sarcophagus.

Yang Yi stared at the sarcophagus and finally frozen it on the three grooves on the sarcophagus. On the left side of the lid of the sarcophagus was a sword, on the right side, and on the middle was a circle, which looked like a ring.

"Blade, sword, ring." Yang Yi said to himself. Suddenly he thought of something, suddenly looked at Dongfang and said, "Jade Ring, is it related to the Zhenlong chess game I thought of on a whim before?"

"Well, it should be. The predecessor of the Xiaoyao Sect seems to be related to Li Xiao. Maybe he passed on the three 'keys' that opened the sarcophagus to the Xiaoyao Sect." Yang Yi said to himself.

(End of this chapter)
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