In a fight like the one only seen in the sect, even though the Southern Border Holy Land lost two warriors of the fourth level of fetal breathing, the Southern Border Holy Land endured it under the intervention of the Long family. But for the revenge of killing his son, Jiu Qian Sui would rather die together than let Yang Qi go.
“Although it is unlikely that the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land will attack you, you’d better not provoke the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land again. If you really provoke them, and send a strong man who is as powerful as Long Yun, no one can stop them.” Taoist Lingxu said seriously.
Yang Qi nodded slightly. He had seen Long Yun's strength. In the hands of the Nine Thousand Years Old, he was like a child. He had no power to resist at all. He was definitely a high-level martial artist, at least an eight-star martial artist. It was far beyond his ability to deal with him now!
In the next few days, Yang Qi was recuperating in the villa. Half a month later, his injuries were completely healed, and his cultivation reached the peak level of a four-star martial artist. He was only one step away from entering the five-star martial artist level.
After half a month of recuperation, Yang Qi's injuries have been completely recovered, and his strength has even improved, which makes Taoist Lingxu very envious.
But he also knew that the reason why Yang Qi was able to make such progress was that Yang Qi risked his life to get it. In the battle with the Nine Thousand Years Old Man, Yang Qi almost died. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to make such progress.
“With your current strength, you are number one in the martial arts world except for Long Yun.” Taoist Lingxu said with emotion.
Before, there was a Nine Thousand Year Old Master who could suppress Yang Qi. Now that the Nine Thousand Year Old Master is dead, Yang Qi has directly become the number one in the martial arts world.
"Where is the new leader of the Poison Gu Sect?" Yang Qi was stunned and couldn't help but ask.
"The new leader of the Poisonous Gu Sect is a warrior in the middle fourth level of the fetal breathing realm. His strength is comparable to mine, but he poses no threat to you." Taoist Lingxu said with a smile.
The Poison Sect sent such a warrior, which meant that they did not intend to investigate Jiu Qian Sui's death. A strong man comparable to the fifth level of fetal breathing died like this, and no one cared. Yang Qi felt chilled for Jiu Qian Sui. However, all this was great news for him. Without the threat of the Southern Border Holy Land, he could practice better.
"Brother Lingxu, thank you for your care during this period. Now that I have recovered from my injuries, I will take my leave first." Yang Qi said.
"Okay, your wife must be waiting anxiously." Taoist Lingxu laughed.
Madam
Yang Qi's mouth twitched. When he was with Taoist Lingxu and other old-generation warriors in the fetal breathing realm, he suspected that they had traveled through time from ancient times. They often uttered some ancient words.
However, thinking that Taoist Lingxu and others were almost in their eighties or nineties and could almost be considered Yang Qi's great-grandfathers, Yang Qi could quite understand that the generation gap was too huge.
Taoist Lingxu told Yang Qi that he was still lucky. Many of the disciples in the holy land had never left the holy land in their entire lives. Some had never left for several generations. The warriors in the holy land were the real ancients!
It was hard for Yang Qi to imagine how those warriors in the holy land managed to hold on. He knew that the scope of the secret realm was generally not large, and people had not left the holy land for generations. They suddenly came to the modern era, which was really like the time travel of ancient people in film and television dramas.
After leaving Wudang, Yang Qi flew back to Qingzhou. When Shen Yuxuan learned that Yang Qi had returned, she deliberately did not go to work and came to the airport to pick him up.
For more than a month, the two had endless things to say and endless love to discuss. A night of passion was accompanied by a messy villa. It is said that a short separation is better than a new marriage. For more than a month, too much longing had accumulated in the hearts of the two.
"Never again will you be allowed to leave without saying a word for such a long time." Shen Yuxuan sobbed.
Yang Qi reached out and wiped away the tears on Shen Yuxuan's face, and said solemnly, "I will never leave for so long in the future, and I will never let the phone line go offline again."
"Hmm~"
Shen Yuxuan nodded sweetly.
In the next few days, Yang Qi stayed with Shen Yuxuan. During these days, he also learned about the situation of the store. He had been away for more than a month, and the jadeite he left behind was almost exhausted. Fortunately, Yang Qi came back and took out a batch of top-grade jadeite, which alleviated the problem of supply.
It is already the end of November and the weather is gradually getting a little cooler.
On this day, Yang Qi was practicing when the phone rang. It was Zhao Yixin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Yang Qi, are you in Qingzhou now?" Zhao Yixin's voice came from the phone.
When Yang Qi was in Wudang, he once spoke to Zhao Yixin on the phone, but he was in Wudang at that time and naturally could not return to Qingzhou.
"I'm back. Why? It's so rare for you to call me." Yang Qi said with a smile.
"Tsk, I'm just busy. Do you think everyone can make money like you by just lying down..." Zhao Yixin said hatefully.
"What do you mean by making money just by lying down?" Yang Qi's mouth twitched. How could he hear Zhao Yixin say that? He felt like a duck.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, standing, not sitting... That's not right either, anyway, it's easy for you to make money." Zhao Yixin smiled embarrassedly.
Still standing? Sitting? Is there such a profession
Yang Qi was speechless. He really didn't know how Zhao Yixin came up with all these ways to make money, even while standing or sitting.
"You don't want to attack the rich again, do you?" Yang Qi said with a smile.
"It's not me, it's my parents." Zhao Yixin said in a low voice.
"Aunt and uncle?" Yang Qi was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and asked hurriedly, "You haven't told them that we broke up yet, have you?"
"Haha... Well, I've been quite busy lately, so..." Zhao Yixin's slightly embarrassed voice came from the phone.
Busy? Obviously I forgot.
Yang Qi was speechless. It had been nearly four months since he pretended to be Zhao Yixin's boyfriend, and Zhao Yixin hadn't resolved the issue yet.
"My parents are coming to Qingzhou tomorrow and they specifically asked to see you, so..." Zhao Yixin said helplessly on the phone.
"I understand." Yang Qi smiled bitterly and said, "First of all, this is the last time. If you forget next time, you can say that your boyfriend had plastic surgery."
"I got it, I got it. Come pick me up tomorrow and we'll go to the station together." Zhao Yixin said quickly.
Yang Qi responded and hung up the phone.
"I hope nothing will happen." Yang Qi smiled bitterly. He always felt that something would happen when Zhao Yixin's parents came to Qingzhou this time.
But for a moment, he couldn't think of what he had overlooked.
The next morning, Yang Qi drove to Zhao Yixin's residence. Zhao Yixin was already waiting on the roadside, but compared to the last time they met, Zhao Yixin was obviously wearing thicker clothes.
"I finally remembered what I forgot." Yang Qi started the car and had not driven far when he suddenly exclaimed.
"Don't be so surprised, okay? I don't want to die yet." Zhao Yixin looked at Yang Qi speechlessly. (To be continued)