Chapter 1203 You Can Do It Again

"Amitabha."

At the foot of the mountain, Jin Han'er flitted out with feathers fluttering around her body, turning into a fright.

And Yao Guang and Xuanyuan Weiyang followed closely behind, chasing towards Ling Xiao.

Seeing this scene, the Tianjiao of the clans who had been eager to try finally stopped hesitating and stepped forward, scrambling to grab the top of the mountain.

And with the experience of those four idiots before, no one dares to take ten steps and stride like Yuwen Tianji at this time.

The crowd surged and turned into a torrent that rolled upwards.

But at this time, at the foot of the mountain, Yang Yuan was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back.

I haven't seen him for two days, and at this time, the face of the man of destiny is somewhat inexplicably tired.

Since Zhang Jiuji turned into a demon and fled that day, he has been secretly inquiring about him.

However, before Yang Yuan found this like-minded little brother, the news in Lingxi Valley spread throughout Qingcang.

For a while, Yang Yuan couldn't accept it.

How could such a boy with an upright personality and a gentle appearance be a devil? !

Even if he didn't know Zhang Jiuji's real identity at all, but... just had some inexplicable feeling that he was not a devil!

There must be some misunderstanding.

only!

After all, Yang Yuan is only a disciple of a small sect, and he is not even qualified to step into the Wanjiao Banquet, so how can he change the world's opinion.

Therefore, during these two days, he often sighed and mourned, and he had deeper concerns about people's hearts and words.

until! !

When he saw the straight sky road in front of him, and Yuwen Tianji standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings, the gloom in Yang Yuan's heart was instantly swept away.

If there is anything in this world that can cure unhappiness, for the Destiny's Child, it must be... Pretend to compare!

Especially in the past few days, the process of Yang Yuan's costume competition has not been smooth, and he is often slapped in the face.

But this divine way is a dead thing, and there will be no difference at all because of identity and background.

Physical strength? Xinxing mind?

I, Yang Yuan, cultivate a golden body with jade bones, how can a mere mountain road stop me from stepping on the sky!

This time, I must let the whole Qingcang know my name, Yang Yuan.

Brother Jijiu, I believe we will meet again.

When the time comes, I'll let you tell the world about your difficulties...

"Junior Sister, let's go."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his expression was gentle, and there was an eager desire to pretend in his eyes.

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, and looked up at the black-clothed figure who had already walked halfway up the mountain.

Finally, it's all over.

At this time, Xia Zhimeng didn't know why Ling Xiao led Yang Yuan here.

However, now that her mission is over, she has already hated Yang Yuan to the extreme.

She doesn't expect to be favored by the young master, as long as... she can stay away from this flag dog, she will be satisfied.

only! !

Just when the two of them raised their feet and were about to walk forward, a cheerful laugh suddenly came from behind, "Hehe, this senior brother stay here."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan frowned slightly, but when he turned his head, he saw an ordinary-looking young man in a green robe striding forward, bowing to him.

"Brother, I see that you look familiar, have we met before?"

The young man in green robe looked puzzled and looked Yang Yuan up and down.

"look familiar?"

Hearing this, there was no wave in Yang Yuan's eyes, "No, at least... I don't remember seeing you."

Although he had experienced many ups and downs at the Wanjiao Banquet before, the little ones still pretended to be good.

For example, carrying a spirit crystal, and abolishing Xiang Kun.

Although in the end, he failed to get what he wanted, but compared to the ordinary Tianjiao of the sect, just crushing Xiang Kun is enough to be sought after by the world.

Hehe, familiar?

Soon, I will let you know that I, Yang Yuan, am an existence that you cannot afford! !

Thinking like this, Yang Yuan's eyes became colder, and he turned around and wanted to leave.

However, at this moment, the green-robed youth in front of him suddenly stretched out a hand and stamped it on his shoulder, "Senior brother, take a good look."

"Um?"

Yang Yuan frowned, the golden light outside his body shone brightly, he directly shocked the young man back a few steps, before he said coldly, "If you keep pestering him, don't blame me for being rude."

"Uh... okay."

The young man in the green robe smiled brightly, but he was not annoyed. He watched Yang Yuan's figure disappear, and his face became solemn.

"It's really useful. Even those who have fought with me can't detect the breath of my holy body."

That's right, this person is Zhang Jiuji. According to Yinyue's guidance yesterday, he really found a historic site near this Tiancheng.

It's just that there is no spirit treasure in it, only a golden light talisman.

According to what Yinyue said, this talisman can cover up the aura, even the supreme and powerful can hardly see the clue.

Although Yang Yuan's realm was not high, the two had fought once and were very familiar with each other's aura.

Even he didn't realize it at all, but he could go to this Heavenly Academy.

Of course, from Zhang Jiuji's point of view at this time, as long as Ling Xiao and Hua Mingxi cannot recognize his identity, it is even more impossible for the supreme beings in the academy to know who he is.

In this way, the trip has been more than half successful.

A treasure that is regarded by Yinyue as a heaven-reaching good fortune, just thinking about it makes Xiao

Jiji is a little excited!

Daoshan Shinto boiled instantly.

I saw one after another silhouettes walking along the mountain, the expressions on their faces gradually became dignified, bitter, until dejected.

Only those arrogance and evildoers who have long been famous and talented, still want to prove their strength and work hard after stepping through the five hundred steps.

But in the end, it is as strong as Shen Jing'an, who can only reach the 693rd step, and it is difficult to move forward.

On the contrary, Zhao Badou, who was always weak in writing, went retrograde all the way, and finally stopped at the 707th step.

It's just that compared with the past, the face of this Wensheng Immortal Palace's successor has long since lost the trace of aloofness and indifference, and instead has a bit of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

Gradually, the hustle and bustle on the mountain road solidified, and needles could be heard.

The only ones who are still moving forward now are Mr. Wu Xianggong and the princess Wu Hongsi who is dressed in an imperial robe. The only ones left are Mr. Ling Xiao and the three daughters behind him.

It's just that the four of them are not in a hurry, walking calmly, and they have only reached the 700th step at this time.

However, it seemed that from the beginning to the end, the faces of these four people did not fluctuate in the slightest, and even their speed was not affected in the slightest.

"Look!! Who is that!!"

At this time, most of the clan's Tianjiao had stopped climbing, standing on the mountain path, looking up at the few figures above.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

A tall and straight young man in white clothes jumped over the crowd and headed towards the top of the mountain at an astonishing speed.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred...

"Who is that boy? He has such talent?"

"I recognize him. He seems to be called Yang Bian, or Yang Qiu. He fought against Xiang Kun at the Wanjiao Banquet before, and destroyed that evildoer from the Immortal Palace."

"It turned out to be him!!"

Everyone was amazed, and their expressions were a little complicated.

Until the white-clothed figure left Zhao Badou and Wu Hongsi behind, there were bursts of commotion on the mountain road.

"It seems that this time, Yang Bian will become famous in a battle!"

"Overwhelming several heroes, what is the identity of this young man?"

"His name is Yang Yuan, not Yang Bian."

While everyone was discussing in deep voices, a figure in a green robe was slowly approaching on the mountain road, and finally stopped on the 500th stone step.

He looked up, looked at the tall and straight figure in white clothes, and watched him stepping up to the top of the sky step by step, a sincere smile suddenly appeared on his face.