Chapter 429: A Sexy Competition!
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present was stunned. Obviously, no one expected that Yang Zhen would give such a generous answer.
Hua Youyue's expression was dull, she stared at Yang Zhen dumbfounded, her beautiful face turned red in an instant, she glared at Yang Zhen with anger, laughter and shame.
Mo Xueling kicked Yang Zhen angrily, and said, "You are not serious, since you have nothing to do, do you still remember the Huangtian Zhenwen I told you about?"
"Huangtian Zhenwen?" Yang Zhen was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded and said: "Of course I remember, do you really know where it is?"
Seeing Yang Zhen's interested expression, Mo Xueling chuckled and said, "Of course I know, not only I know, but everyone present knows."
Yang Zhen looked around the crowd in a daze, and said with pouted lips: "Who are you lying to? If so many people know about it, then the Huangtian Zhenwen has already been taken away, and they are still waiting for me to get it? "
Peak Master Mo laughed, and said: "Little friend Yang doesn't know about it. I'm afraid everyone present knows about Huangtian Zhenwen."
"Oh?" Yang Zhen was taken aback and asked, "What's going on?"
Speaking of the Huangtian Zhenwen, Yang Zhen is really interested, because the Huangtian technique he is practicing now is derived from the Huangtian Zhenwen. If he can refine the Huangtian Zhenwen and use it with the Huangtian technique, plus Yang Zhen With the Gen Jin Zhenwen in his hand, how far should he hang it?
Since there is still a turning point in this matter, it is natural that there is no reason to let it go.
Peak Master Mo and the others obviously saw that Yang Zhen was interested, and said with a smile: "It's all right anyway, Yang Xiaoyou might as well go to my Mochi Peak to stay for a few days, and let's explain in detail about Huangtian Zhenwen!"
Hearing Peak Master Mo's words, Palace Master Liu couldn't help laughing, and said: "Brother Mo, you have a good plan. You have already thought of ways to drag Xiaoyou Yang into your Mochi Peak before Liu can say anything."
Peak Master Mo laughed, looked at Palace Master Liu and said: "Brother Liu, what's the matter, Xiaoyou Yang and I hit it off right away, and my daughter is his friend, so I should do my best as a landlord, so why not let Xiaoyou Yang just find a place to live? "
Mo Xueling's eyes lit up, and he pulled Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er and said: "The two senior sisters don't have anything important to do, it happens that Ling'er still has a lot of cultivation matters to ask the two senior sisters, how about just Come to Mochi Peak with Yang Zhen."
As he said that, Mo Xueling gave Yang Zhen a proud look, as if Yang Zhen would be able to surrender after taking away Hua Youyue.
Yang Zhen looked suspiciously at the two bad old men, Palace Master Liu and Peak Master Mo, and said, "You two, it's better to speak clearly. As for me, I have dug too many holes in my daily life. A pit is a small pit, and a small pit is an old pit, and sometimes you accidentally dig a pit when you should not dig it, which is a bit bad."
Hearing this, Palace Master Liu and Peak Master Mo were both startled, dumbfounded.
"It's like this..." Peak Master Mo took a deep breath and explained the matter clearly to Yang Zhen: "The reason why no one can refine the Huangtian Zhenwen is because it is located in a special place. Since it was discovered fifteen years ago After getting the Huangtian Zhenwen, we tried all kinds of methods but failed to get close."
Yang Zhen raised his brows and asked, "Oh, what is so magical that you haven't succeeded in so many sects?"
Damn, it really is not a good thing, so many big sects have not succeeded, how can it be simple?
Yang Zhenxin murmured inwardly, this old man Mo really has no good intentions, is he trying to borrow the power of Ben Sao Sheng, who gave him such confidence, thinking that if he is held back, he will have a chance?
This also thinks highly of Yang Zhen, although he himself thinks highly of himself.
Master Mo Feng and Palace Master Liu looked at each other, and then glanced at the old man with some vigilance.
The old man of the Yi clan who was straining his ears froze, seeing the unkind eyes of the two, he snorted coldly and said, "I don't care too much!"
Yang Zhen looked at the old Aojiao clan with great interest and left with his clansmen, and he became even more curious in his heart, what is so mysterious?
Master Mo Feng saw the old man leaving, and said with a smile: "In a few days, there will be the annual aircraft competition in Beiyu, and then..."
"Wait!" Yang Zhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in surprise, "What competition?"
"Flying Machine Competition!" Feng Master Mo was taken aback by Yang Zhen, and asked, "Is there any question?"
"No, no, just keep talking." Yang Zhen had a weird face, isn't this the world of cultivating immortals? How could there be such a coquettish competition like the flying machine competition?
aircraft? airplane? Or flying boat?
Seeing Yang Zhen's weird face, Mo Xueling knew what Yang Zhen was thinking, and explained: "Flying machines are not the same as flying boats. Compared with flying boats, flying machines are smaller, faster, and more flexible. They need to fly in mid-air." To deal with various situations in the middle, this aircraft competition is actually a grand event prepared for entering the Tapir North Abyss."
Speaking of this, Mo Fengzhu said with a smile: "In the past fifteen years, the Aircraft Competition has developed into a very large scale, and even monks from other places have traveled thousands of miles to participate. The reason why the Tao is so prosperous."
Yang Zhen is not interested in any aircraft comparison, what aircraft can be more advanced than the technology of the blue planet?
Compared with the flying machine comparison, Yang Zhen is more curious about the Tapir North Abyss. What kind of place is this that requires flying machines to enter?
No, even with the aircraft, this group of Beiyu people have not managed to get close to Huangtian Zhenwen for fifteen years. This... really grows watermelons from sesame seeds!
Huangtian Zhenwen did not get it, but he developed the way of refining weapons.
But nothing happened anyway, so Yang Zhen followed Master Mo to see the magnificence of Mochi Peak. The most excited thing in the group was the cheap cat, who kept pestering Mo Xueling, a little exotic girl, about the aircraft.
Mochi Peak soars into the clouds, but it is like spring all the year round. The lingering mist is like a fairyland, and the lush mountains are layered with green and green peaks.
Such a place is the style that a big sect should have.
Mochi Peak is the highest peak of the mountain, on which several waterfalls descend from the sky, with a terrifying rumbling sound, they rumble to the ground, splashing countless water splashes, deafening and powerful like a rainbow.
During this period of time, even if Yang Zhen stayed at home, he could still feel the enthusiasm of the Beiyu Aircraft Competition.
In Mochi Peak, all the disciples who know how to make weapons have figured out all kinds of flying machines, and there are all kinds of things.
When Yang Zhen was sleeping at night, he could hear the sound of various aircrafts falling from mid-air, falling into pieces.
Even Mo Xueling personally refined a flying machine similar to a luan bird, but Mo Xueling's aesthetics is really not very good, a good luan bird, let her design it into a wooden chicken. The cat laughed at Sao Ji's wooden brother, and was chased and killed by Mo Xueling and Sao Ji for three whole days.
In the past few days, Yang Zhen had nothing to do and went to the mountains and waters with his sister-in-law. What he heard the most was that all kinds of ancient and mysterious tribes also participated, such as the refinement of saintesses and sons There are so many hanging aircraft, the kind that want to hang everything.
One day, when the two were playing at the waterfall, Hua Youyue suddenly turned her eyes and said to Yang Zhen: "You have a lot of knowledge in refining weapons, why don't you refine a flying machine?"
Yang Zhen was stunned and asked, "What is it used for? I'm not interested in that competition."
Hua Youyue was as quiet as a moon, as gentle as water, and said with a smile: "But... I already know about you and the cheap cat secretly preparing materials."
Yang Zhen looked up at the waterfall: "This water is really beautiful."
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