Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

For a moment, Yang Wuqi became mysterious as if covered with countless mysteries. Although he had already guessed that Yang Wuqi was definitely not simple, it seems that Yang Xuan was even shocked.

Not to mention anything else, from his perspective of standing out for himself, Yang Wuqi's strength will certainly not be lower than Yun Ao. Otherwise, Yun Ao's character will certainly not be soft. And when yunao mentions Yang Wuqi, the expression of fear is not like pretending, that is to say, Yang Wuqi's strength must be much higher than yunao.

On this thought, Yang Xuan suddenly found a shocking fact. He clearly remembers that Xu Ruxian once said to himself that Yang Wuqi was only 30 years old 20 years ago and should be about 50 now.

A 50-year-old venerable, Yang Xuan suddenly found that if he said it, others would regard it as a joke.

But now it seems likely that this is the case.

Moreover, Yang Wuqi also said in his letter that when he went to the Phoenix family, he ran for the longevity sword. Why did a person who grew up in Dongzhou, where the cultivation of immortals was not prosperous, know the news of the Phoenix family's treasure longevity sword.

But these mysteries still seem too far away for Yang Xuan to imagine.

There is only one thing he can do now, that is to strive to improve his strength according to what Yang Wuqi said in his letter. When one day his strength reaches, he will naturally know the truth of the matter.

In Yu Qingcheng's cabin, Yang Xuan lay on the bed and scratched her hair depressed. With the improvement of his strength, he suddenly found that there were more and more mysteries around him,

First, the monsters met in the witch country. Until now, Yang Xuan still doesn't know where they come from. But the clues from Roga told Yang Xuan that these monsters did not seem to exist in this world, but came from another world.

Yang Xuan was also depressed by the little Panther's running away from home.

But then he was involved in the storm of the sect of Yuntian sect. He knew the detached forces of the nine clans in the hidden world, and let Yang Xuan know that there were so many experts in the world.

Yang Xuan rubbed his face depressed and said to himself, "sure enough, my strength is not enough, otherwise I can solve these mysteries."

At this time, Yang Xuan suddenly saw yunbatian passing by his door, but he didn't stop. He suddenly felt a little strange. Yunbatian's residence has always been in the back mountain of yuntianzong, because all kinds of equipment and sites used by yuntianzong for cultivation are built in the back mountain.

Yang Xuan was puzzled and went out of the door and called Yun batian,.

When yunbatian heard someone calling him, he turned his head. Seeing that it was Yang Xuan, he smiled and asked, "brother Yang Xuan, what's the matter?"

"Haven't you always been used to wearing it on the back mountain? Why did you suddenly come here?" Yang Xuan asked strangely.

Yun batian pointed around the cabin and said to Yang Xuan, "my experience is over, and there's nothing to do in the door. Moreover, I haven't been around my mother for a long time, so I want to build a house around here to live with my mother."

Yang Xuan nodded and asked, "I see. What can I do for you?"

"Er... I don't think so. If I have to say, I may need you to help me cut down the trees?"

Yang Xuan immediately felt a black line on his face, but he quickly responded and promised: "that's no problem. Can all the trees around here be cut? Anyway, I have nothing to do now. I might as well give you a hand."

Yang Xuan said, taking out the water breaking sword and waving it in his hand. Yunbatian looked at Yang Xuan's move and couldn't help pumping at the corners of his mouth. Besides fighting with others, his greatest hobby is all kinds of weapons, especially the gentleman in the army - sword.

But it was such a man who loved sword as life. When he saw a sword, he was going to be used to cut trees. His mood was a little complicated.

But it was Yang Xuan's weapon, so he didn't have much to say.

There are trees everywhere on the top of Yuntian peak. Yang Xuan waved a sword, that is, a tree fell down. In fact, if it wasn't for fear of too much movement and too many trees, Yang Xuan could even cut down the whole forest with one sword.

However, he did not do so. After a tree was cut by him, he saw his knife fall, and the trees were cut into pieces of wood by the water cutting sword in Yang Xuan's hand.

The summit of Yuntian peak is still full of aura. Even if these trees are just ordinary varieties, they are still very hard after growing on the summit for decades. Thanks to Yang Xuan's strength, and the use of good magic soldiers, if you let some ordinary woodcutters cut down, I'm afraid the waist thick tree will take half a month to cut down.

"Brother batian, there is still one year before the secret place of blood burial is opened. What are you going to do in this year?" They prepared the boards needed to build the house and sat on the high stack of boards. Yang Xuan suddenly asked.

Yunbatian didn't expect Yang Xuan to ask this question suddenly, and obviously he didn't think about it before, so he was stunned on the spot.

"I may stay in the sect to accompany my mother, and then I may try to improve my strength. After all, when my grandfather found this blood burial secret place, he once said that it was very dangerous. If you want to enter it, your strength is too low." After thinking for a while, yunbatian said.

After that, he looked at Yang Xuan again and asked, "yes, what about you. I promised you at the beginning. When the secret place of blood burial is opened, I will take you with me. But if your strength is not enough and you are in danger, I can't guarantee whether I will directly leave you."

"My idea is the same as yours. I will accompany Qingcheng for a period of time and then improve my strength. Moreover, I have to find answers to some things, so it may take a year to come back after I leave."

As they chatted, pieces of wood in their hands were like tofu, which was easily picked up. Then it was put up. The inch long steel nail was just pressed by them, and it was deeply pressed into the board.

Yang Xuan suddenly thought that if one day he no longer practiced, he would be able to build a house with this skill alone.

He was suddenly confused.