Chapter 3: The Mysterious Heavenly Magic Codex: Hidden Dragon List

After the two walked for a while, a golden pavilion appeared in front of them.

Ye Yang asked Dong Qing to leave and walked into the hall by himself. Only then did he find that several people were already sitting in the hall.

The person sitting in the upper seat was dressed in white, short and fat, with a black greasy patch on his chest that could not be wiped clean, and one leg was slightly lame. It was Bai Zizhen.

There were several people below Bai Zizhen. The leader was plump, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and wore a robe with the pattern of a white crane chasing water.

Ye Yang took a look at this person and thought that this person was his father's old friend.

In addition to this person, there were two people sitting below him. One was a young man in his twenties, with a strong back and a big red tassel in his hand.

However, there were four rings five inches below the tip of the big spear.

The person at the bottom was a girl with fair skin, tall figure, cold temperament, and legs as slender as jade pillars.

Her long black hair was casually flowing down, accidentally covering her forehead, which was very beautiful.

At this moment, she bulged her big eyes and looked at Ye Yang curiously.

"Is this the descendant of my father's old friend?"

Ye Yang glanced at the people at the top. The atmosphere in the hall was warm and the host and guests were happy.

"Ye Yang, let me introduce you. This is your uncle Zhu Yue, the head of the Changqing Zhu family. He has a family tradition of Yiqi Tongyang Ling Jue, and he is famous for his five-lock tiger-catching spear."

Ye Yang quickly put away his wild thoughts and stepped forward to bow: "My nephew Ye Yang, I meet Uncle Zhu."

"Good boy, your aura is rising, like a spirit and a fantasy. You have even reached the seventh level of aura. You are more talented than my deceased brother. When you break through to the martial artist realm in the future, you may even be on the Hidden Dragon List."

Hearing this, Ye Yang just smiled but didn't take it seriously. He knew it was just a polite remark.

The Hidden Dragon List only includes warriors under the age of 60 in Yalongling. There are countless cultivators in the entire Yalongling, but only 365 are selected. Those who can make the list are all talented.

There are several sects in a radius of 10,000 miles, but no one is on the list. The difficulty can be imagined.

"Let me introduce you. This is your junior brother Hu Ting, who will also join Feitian Sect. You must take good care of him in the future. This is your junior sister Man Ge, who is my little daughter."

As soon as Bai Zizhen finished speaking, Zhu Yue took over the conversation.

Hearing that Ye Yang had reached the seventh level of Tongqi, a man and a woman turned their heads in surprise and looked at him with interest.

"Good nephew, come to our house often in the future. We are all family, how can we be strangers."

Ye Yang has experienced two lives, and he secretly marveled in his heart that Zhu Yue is worthy of being the head of the Zhu family. The few words just now have brought him closer to him.

Not only did he entrust the two young descendants in the sect, but he also used his deceased father as a relationship to bring the Zhu family together with him.

However, the other party was just being polite, otherwise the two sides would not have lived in the same sect after his father's death and had not interacted for many years.

What a smart person!

Ye Yang smiled and nodded.

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"This Zhu family is talking about our family on the left and our family on the right. Isn't it leading the disciples of my Feitian Sect to his Zhu family?"

Bai Zizhen couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Since you have joined my Feitian Sect, you are one of us. There is no difference between sects and families. You should practice well in the sect."

"If you make great contributions, you may be able to pass on the Huamai Xuantian Demon Canon."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Huting and Zhu Mange showed infinite hope in their eyes.

The Huamai Xuantian Demon Canon of the Feitian Sect is very famous in Yalongling. Even if it is placed in a big force, it is a first-class treasure.

According to legend, the founder of Feitian Sect practiced this spiritual method, gathered three warriors who had reached perfection, and beat a great cultivator to death.

Seeing his own children, Bai Zizhen moved his heart with just a few words.

Zhu Yue coughed, but thought to himself that these two were still young after all.

The Huamai Xuantian Demonic Scripture is the foundation of Feitian Sect. Only the head of the sect can practice it. How can it be passed down so easily?

"Why don't you thank Elder Bai for his kindness quickly? The sect is different from the family. I am not in the sect. From now on, you should treat Elder Bai as your father."

Bai Zizhen is one of the four Vajra of Feitian Sect, but at this moment Zhu Yue raised him one level and called him elder.

Calling him one level higher is part of the human relationship.

Cultivating immortals is naturally to cultivate longevity, to enter the abyss, to travel to the North Sea in the morning and to Cangwu in the evening. No one wants to be contaminated by the worldly affairs.

However, there is only one cultivator among a million who can become an immortal.

Not to mention the real person realm masters, even the late warriors, who have been tempered with evil spirits, have blocked countless heroes.

Most cultivators have a bottleneck period that can be seen with the naked eye and cannot break through.

At this time, the higher the position, the more resources can be coordinated, and the more resources there are, the greater the possibility of breakthrough.

Therefore, there are human relationships and courtesy.

Zhu Huting and Zhu Mange stood up quickly and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Bai."

Ye Yang looked around and focused on the two young men. The one that interested him the most was Zhu Mange.

"Is this Zhu Mange? She is really good-looking."

He remembered that his father's suicide note seemed to have asked him to get closer to the Zhu family and marry the daughter of the Zhu family if possible.

It was not an engagement, but just a joke between him and Zhu Yue.

After Ye's father passed away, the two families did not have much contact, and even the gift exchange during festivals was absent.

The Zhu family probably did not take him seriously, otherwise they would not be in the same sect and had not visited each other for more than ten years.

For a long time, Ye Yang has always regarded diligent study and longevity as the first priority in life, and he is unwilling to waste his youth.

However, he has to admit that Zhu Mange is indeed very beautiful, with a slender figure, white skin, a strong nose, and a rosy and shining cherry mouth.

The most attractive thing is the teardrop mole under the corner of her eye, which adds a touch of charm and tenderness to her heroic face.

She is wearing a green dress. Maybe it is winter, although she is wearing thick clothes, you can still see her fleshy and slender legs.

"Seeing that they praise Ye Yang as rare in the sky and unique on the earth, I didn't notice the difference."

"I still bow down to my face. Just like other young people who meet me for the first time."

As if sensing Ye Yang's gaze, Zhu Mange lowered his face, his face flushed, but a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, quite complacent.

"But it's good this way, I can rely on him to get more benefits in Feitianmen."

Thinking of this, Zhu Mange's smile deepened, and the arc at the corner of his mouth became a little bigger.