History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Chapter 9: Don't take the usual way, pull the wind without explaining

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Just do what you think, after exploring for a while in Zhenlongyuan, everyone stopped to rest, Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged in meditation.

Among the crowd, Ye Jing stared at Yan Zhaoge.

"One day, I will beat you, but let's see if you can still maintain your arrogant and dismissive face by then..."

Apart from the old grievances, Ye Jing felt a strange feeling when facing Yan Zhaoge at this time, which was hard to describe.

A little sympathetic, but more awkward and annoying.

As if he was a natural enemy, he subconsciously felt that he was being suppressed, and then felt uncomfortable.

"On the contrary, the Liyan real fire that he mentioned in the Deacon Hall of the Mountain Gate before is also of great use to me." Ye Jing thought in his heart: "If it is in his hands, it would be too humiliating to ask him for it. …”

Ye Jing was thinking, suddenly his eyes gradually widened.

Sikong Qing and the others also realized that something was wrong at this moment, Yan Zhaoge was actually swallowing the black mist that everyone was afraid to avoid!

In their eyes, this behavior is like taking poison to commit suicide!

Yan Zhaoge didn't care about other people's thoughts. Looking inside his body, he could see that the chaotic qi gathered under the control of his own secret method, as if it had turned into a grinding wheel, and then kept spinning under the agitation of the qi.

During the rotation process, the stellar energy in Yan Zhaoge's body was sharpened by this grinding wheel, and there was a vague tendency to radiate through the body!

"Very good. Compared with normal training, the efficiency has been increased by more than three to five times. Although it is only applicable to the current stage of transforming the inner gang into the outer gang, it can also save me a lot of time. The realm of the outer gang master is just around the corner. In front of my eyes."

Yan Zhaoge nodded in satisfaction, finished his practice for the time being, stopped training, opened his eyes and saw everyone looking at him in shock and blankly.

"It's so easy to attract attention if you don't take the usual path..." Yan Zhaoge grinned, and said in his heart, "Brother's cool life really doesn't need an explanation."

There was a flash of understanding in the eyes of a young disciple: "Zhenlongyuan has changed suddenly, and the black mist is more turbulent than in previous years. There have been changes that have not occurred before, and it is weird and unpredictable."

"Brother Yan absorbs the mist into his body, is he trying to figure out what's going on in this way? It's just that it's too risky."

Yan Zhaoge froze for a moment, feeling a little speechless for the people's brain power for a while.

Everyone was stunned, and nodded in conviction: "I see."

Ye Jing was still a little puzzled, and subconsciously stroked his dark red ring with his fingers.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Zhaoge quickly rolled his eyes without being noticed by everyone: "There really is a ring..."

Ye Jing was able to rise up quickly, improve his cultivation rapidly, and he also had the secret method of adventures. Maybe he still doesn't know Yan Zhaoge's method, but he thinks of himself and others, so it is inevitable to have some associations.

But Yan Zhaoge didn't care about this.

The others were full of admiration for this: "Even a master who has a cultivation base higher than Senior Brother Yan may not dare to swallow the black mist directly like this?"

To them, the black mist that could kill them at any moment, to Yan Zhaoge, seemed insignificant.

"Anyway, don't imitate rashly, otherwise you will be in danger by opening the door and stealing wolves." Yan Zhaoge stood up, brushed off his clothes, and walked first, and the others quickly followed.

At this time, a tall figure galloped up from behind, and it was Ah Hu who caught up with Yan Zhaoge and his party.

Yan Zhaoge didn't stop, still walking at a leisurely pace, when Ah Hu came to his side, he said via voice transmission, "My lord, there is news."

"It can't be confirmed yet, but there are rumors that Ye Jing fell into the eyes of Elder Shi after the new disciple Xiao Bi in the sect."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at Ah Hu.

Ah Hu nodded: "It is rumored that Elder Shi admires his self-improvement growth experience and perseverance. He is planning to investigate for a period of time and intends to accept him as a direct disciple."

Yan Zhaoge sneered: "No wonder..."

This elder is not Elder He, this Elder Shi is not at the same level as the previous Elder Cui, and even the chief elder who is in charge of the Eastern Tang Kingdom.

Elder Cui is just a deacon elder, the kind who has survived the years.

On the head of the elder in charge of the East Tang Kingdom, there is also the elder of Dongzhou who shocked the entire Tiandongzhou.

Elder Shi is the head elder of the punishment hall in the sect. He is in charge of the rules and prohibitions of the entire Guangcheng Mountain sect, and enforces punishments. He is similar in rank to Elder Dongzhou, but has more power and strength.

He is Yan Zhaoge's great uncle, and he is a direct disciple of the current old master of Guangcheng Mountain.

This gentleman is upright, he thinks that his ability is not as good as Yan Zhaoge's father and second uncle, so he has withdrawn from the competition for the next head, and is willing to assist the new head, everything is focused on the development of the sect.

In fact, even if this Elder Shi is not as good as his two juniors, he is almost the same. He is a veteran grand master, one of the top experts in Guangcheng Mountain, and is well-known in the entire Eight Great Worlds.

Although he does not participate in the competition for the next head, he has a very strong voice, even the old heads of the present generation value the opinions of this eldest disciple.

No matter who is the new head, he will almost continue to sit firmly at the head of the punishment hall, a veritable super giant of the sect.

From now on, between Yan Zhaoge's father and the second senior uncle, this senior uncle is temporarily neutral.

Ye Jing was right about his temper, if he was killed by Yan Zhaoge because of jealousy, one can imagine how Elder Shi would react.

Even if there is no evidence, just suspicion, it may affect the other party's perception.

Ah Hu continued: "Ye Jing himself probably didn't know about this matter. Elder Shi intends to investigate him for a while longer."

He glanced at Yan Zhaoge, and said with a bit of pain: "My lord, I'm afraid you really have to take care of this Ye Jing this time, otherwise if you let him die in Zhenlongyuan, it's not you who did it, and you will be the one to take the blame." gone."

Yan Zhaoge curled his lips, and thought, "Come on, the person surrounded by the halo of the protagonist, how can he die so easily?"

"After I enter the town of Longyuan, you will be in charge of the internal and external communication, so work harder." Yan Zhaoge waved his hand indifferently, and Ah Hu quickly nodded in agreement.

A group of people walked through the town of Longyuan, and the road opened by the green lights and fireworks soon came to an end.

Yan Zhaoge stopped, took out the measuring instrument, lit a green candle, and stepped into the black fog in front of him by the candlelight. The others followed Yan Zhaoge carefully in the same way.

Breaking away from the suppressing seal, the black mist in the environment suddenly became more turbulent and raging, hitting everyone like a stormy sea.

If it wasn't for Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu standing in front, it would be difficult for the others to stay for a long time even if they had candlelight.

"Sure enough, the chaotic evil spirit is much stronger, and the flow rate is much faster than before, obviously disturbed by some reason." Yan Zhaoge looked around, his eyes piercing through the thick black mist.

In front of his eyes, he could hardly see his fingers. With Yan Zhaoge's eyesight, he could only see things close by.

There was a faint red streamer flashing quickly, like lightning in the night sky, which was a vision that had never appeared in Zhenlongyuan before.

Without Yan Zhaoge's instructions, Ah Hu stretched out his palm and grabbed it in the air.

After retracting the palm, I saw a red mark in the palm, glowing faintly in the darkness, like a living thing, twisting non-stop, as if it was about to penetrate into the flesh and blood.

"Something from outside..." Yan Zhaoge glanced at it, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "It seems that it is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster."