Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"The first competition has ended, and everyone's strength has been shown more or less. Especially you who fought with us, let us see your strength."

"There are still two competitions. The next one is based on your strength. As long as you don't qualify for the host, it will finally be the time for you to compete for the winning place with the host."

"I think you have great hope."

Yang Dingen said slowly. Every word seemed to poke Yang Xuan's heart and make him tremble.

The old guy has such high expectations for himself

After a moment of silence, Yang Xuan nodded: "thank uncle Ding en for watching the boy, but the competition is not over yet. It's too early to make a conclusion."

"My request is, if you can defeat your master, can you bring Fengming mountain into Qingzhou City!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Dingen did not sell off with Yang Xuan at all, and directly said what he thought in his heart.

At the same time, everyone in the whole hall looked in horror and was very surprised at Yang Dingen's words.

Into Qingzhou City!

This is quite a betrayal!

Elder Qiyu's breathing was a little hurried. For a moment, he forgot his identity, stepped forward and shouted, "no! Absolutely not!"

His reaction was very fierce, but Yang Xuan didn't feel anything wrong. After all, the nature of this matter is really serious.

The reason why the Yang family became the current ten veins is that there are different differences among the veins, and no one can really convince everyone, so other talents were driven out of the capital.

The remaining masters monopolized all the resources. Of course, they lived smoothly. The days of other separation were very miserable. Qingzhou City was better.

But this is the case. Fengming mountain and even the other eight veins have never had the idea of relying on their masters. They all want to return to the capital with their own strength.

This is pride and dignity!

Now when Yang Dingen said such words, he completely did not want the dignity of Fengming mountain. In the eyes of Qiyu and others, he lost all his face.

Feeling that the atmosphere became tense, Yang Xuan was also a little embarrassed and said in a daze: "Uncle Ding en, otherwise you'd think about it, maybe it's wrong..."

"Nothing wrong!"

Yang Dingen's attitude was very firm. He stood up directly from his chair, and then seriously said to Yang Xuan: "this matter is settled. As long as you can defeat the master, we will all join the Yang family in Qingzhou City up and down Fengming mountain!"

Seeing him like this, Qiyu's momentum burst out and shouted, "Yang Dingen, are you crazy! Do you really believe that this boy can win Yang Xinyi?"

Yang Xinyi again.

Yang Xuan didn't know how many times he had heard the name. The man with the name seemed to be like a mountain, pressing on Yang Xuan.

Everyone thought it impossible for him to climb over the mountain.

For a moment, Yang Xuan couldn't help being curious. How strong is Yang Xinyi?

Yang Dingen glared at elder Qiyu angrily. Then he slapped and fell out. The loud slap on the face made everyone surprised.

He even attacked the loyal Qiyu elder because of a Yang Xuan!

The next moment, Yang Dingen stopped the elders and pulled Qiyu out.

The panting Yang Dingen and Yang Xuan were soon left in the hall.

"Yang Xuan, I bet you once. I believe you can succeed. This time I won the bet. I Fengming mountain soared with you. I lost the bet, and I Yang Dingen recognized it."

With that, Yang Dingen's sleeve robe shook, and a small array plate slipped out of his sleeve.

Looking at the small array plate in his hand with deep eyes, Yang Dingen only felt that he had thousands of helplessness in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Originally, he had lost all hope, but at the moment he saw Yang Xuan, Yang Dingen inexplicably had an impulse to gamble. He hoped that the boy in front of him could bring Fengming mountain out of a difficult environment.

The light flickered in his eyes. A moment later, Yang Dingen threw the array plate towards Yang Xuan and said in a deep voice: "this is the Liangyi plate, a treasure I have treasured in Fengming mountain for many years. It can replace any array eye. With it, you can use all arrays."

Connecting the Liangyi plate in his hand, a heavy, simple and cold feeling came from the palm of his hand, which made Yang Xuan instantly feel the extraordinary of the treasure.

At once, the little Panther also exclaimed, "there's still such a thing, boy, you've made a lot of money this time!"

Most of the time, the obstacle to using the array is that he can't refine the array eye. With this thing, Yang Xuan can use all kinds of arrays within his own spiritual support range.

For him, there is no doubt that Liangyi can have a great strength improvement.

For a moment, Yang Xuan was excited, looked up at Yang Dingen, hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Yang Dingen just sat down quietly and said in a deep tone, "don't think about it. Just take it. It belongs to you whether you lose or win."

Then he smiled at himself: "I wanted to use it as the second game of cards for chen'er. Unexpectedly, chen'er didn't make it through the first game under your hand."

At the same time, the little Panther also said eagerly in her heart, "what are you still thinking? Take it off quickly. With this thing, the Panther Lord guarantees that you can win that Yang Xinyi!"

"Really?"

"When did the leopard master cheat you?"

A moment later, Yang Xuan finally collected the Liangyi plate and said to Yang Dingen, "thank you, uncle Dingen. I've accepted the array plate. I won't let you down, boy."

Yang Dingen smiled, nodded and said, "then I'll wait for your good news. Put away the spirit grass and go back and make good preparations. I won't send it."

After the expulsion order was issued, Yang Xuan couldn't stay any longer. He collected all the spirit grass, and then left the rest place of Fengming mountain directly.

When Yang Xuan went away, Yang Huachen slowly came out from behind the screen and looked at Yang Dingen with some guilt in his eyes.

After biting his teeth and thinking for a while, Yang Huachen finally said, "father, would you take the whole family as a bet, in case the owner knows about it..."

"This is our last chance. Let it be fate!"

Yang Dingen closed his eyes and said so. Then he got up and went out to elder Qiyu's room.

Yang Huachen stood alone in the hall and held his fist tightly.

"I must be strong..."