Yang Xiu is a disciple of the Xianxiu lineage of the Shangyuan Zong. He can be regarded as the best among this generation of disciples, but compared to his uncle Xiao Yan, he is far behind, and he can't even touch his heels.
It can be said that because of Xiao Yan's existence, the entire Qingbo Great World, the light of the foundation-building monks was covered up. No matter what kind of arrogance, what kind of aptitude, they can only be shielded under the halo of Xiao Yan's name.
Even when many senior experts mentioned Xiao Yan, they didn't compare them with low-level monks with the same foundation building cultivation, but regarded Xiao Yan as a real aspirant, who could stand at the same height as them in the future.
Only Grandmaster Xiao Yan is worthy to stand with Grandmaster Tantai, no matter in terms of family background, appearance and talent, they are a match made in heaven.
Yang Xiu's expression darkened, and following the elder's instructions, he drew a magic circle to contact Xiao Yan.
Soon, the magic circle reacted, and the haze on Yang Xiu's face was swept away, and he said excitedly, "Master Xiao, where are you, did you kill Chu Wuqing?"
Yang Xiu knew what he was asking was nonsense. With Xiao Yanneng's cultivation, how could he not be able to deal with a mere qi refining period? He just wanted to make Xiao Yan happy.
"Has Tantai Ziyan come?" Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan's voice was extremely cold, and he didn't talk about Chu Wuqing's death at all.
Even, Tantai Ziyan is no longer called a senior brother.
Yang Xiu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that Master Xiao was confused by the entanglement between Master Tantai and Chu Wuqing. He knew that Master Tantai would definitely come to the small world to look for Chu Wuqing, but he still didn't Ken believes in facts.
"Master Tantai has indeed come, but no matter what kind of thoughts he has in coming, he will eventually assist the sect to seize the inheritance," Yang Xiu said bitterly, "Don't worry, Master Xiao, how can a lowly person like Chu Wuqing deserve to be For your stain, I will make Master Tantai think that I did everything."
Which of the monks who died at the hands of Master Xiao was not a famous generation who traversed the world. It was Chu Wuqing's honor to be killed by Master Xiao.
"Hehe, is that right?" Xiao Yan's voice became colder, "If you want the inheritance of Shang Yuanzong, then come here together."
Yang Xiu was overjoyed. Sure enough, Xiao Shizu, who entered the small world three years in advance, held the inheritance clue in his hand.
The Immortal Cave Mansion was destined to belong to Shang Yuanzong.
Forcibly suppressing the emotions in his heart, Yang Xiu stared at the formation board, and soon a line appeared on the formation board, pointing to Xiao Yan's location.
After receiving Yang Xiu's excited report, Tantai Ziyan's expression remained unchanged, and he only concentrated on drawing a scroll of mountains and rivers, as if this bloody battle for arrogance had nothing to do with him, let alone stir up any waves in his heart.
Thinking of something, Tantai Ziyan smiled slightly, and the speed of his strokes suddenly accelerated, and the light and shadow suddenly appeared in his brush, unexpectedly arousing the surrounding aura to rush towards him crazily, turning into dots of golden light into the painting.
Ah Qing likes flamboyant and flamboyant things the most. After refining this treasure, it will definitely please him
Until Yang Xiudao; "The news of the secret realm came from Master Xiao, please return."
"What did you say?" Tantai Ziyan's complexion suddenly changed.
As he got closer to the fairy gate, Yang Xiu became more and more anxious.
No matter what, he couldn't figure out why Tantai master, who had always been indifferent to emotions and emotions, seemed to have nothing to keep in mind except Chu Wuqing, why he burst into shocking anger at the moment he heard Xiao master.
Even his carefully refined magic weapon was almost destroyed.
It has been a day, Yang Xiu is still immersed in the fear of that moment and cannot get out, Master Tantai is obviously smiling, but that smile makes him feel cold from the bottom of his feet.
It was as if he had fallen into the 18th layer of ghost prison, and he didn't dare to move, and he couldn't even do the instinct of fear and trembling.
It wasn't until Grandmaster Tantai finally stopped chuckling, bit the tip of his tongue and forced out a mouthful of primordial blood, which dripped into the torn picture scroll, and the picture scroll began to repair, that they recovered from the state of extreme fear.
The soul is restored.
Yang Xiu looked forward sadly, and saw Tantai Ziyan on the bow gently stroking the repaired scroll, as gentle as stroking a lover's skin, "Ah Qing, I have already ruined the gift I gave you once. what