Desert, Long River, Round Setting Sun.
Sand filled the sky!
Yang Xuan looked at Di Lingxiao, who was ten meters away, who was obviously much younger. He smiled and said, "Can you choose a better environment?"
"I grew up in this kind of environment, so I'm familiar with it." Di Lingxiao didn't feel embarrassed about taking advantage of him.
"Alright, let's begin!" Yang Xuan shook his head, helpless against Di Lingxiao's shamelessness.
"What weapon are you going to use?" Di Lingxiao bent down and picked up a curved saber from the sand, asking.
A long saber with a thick back appeared in Yang Xuan's hand, and he said: "I'll use this."
"Be careful!" Di Lingxiao said, and then rushed towards Yang Xuan.
Sand filled the sky, and the two of them fought in the sandstorm. Saber light flashed, and strong wind blew in all directions.
After a while, the sandstorm dispersed. Di Lingxiao sighed, and threw the saber in his hand to the side.
"I lost!" He said.
"Mm." The long saber in Yang Xuan's hand also disappeared, and he nodded.
The scenery changed, and the desert disappeared. The two of them were back under the peach tree, and their hands were still together.
After letting go of his hand, Di Lingxiao sighed, and said: "Although we are both Celestial Beings, I am not your opponent. From now on, the Lingxiao Palace will not interfere in any of your affairs. As long as you are around, the Lingxiao disciples will automatically make way."
Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Just don't stop me from killing people."
Di Lingxiao shook his head, and after carefully looking at Yang Xuan for a while, he suddenly said: "If you can leave one day, please call me."
"I'm afraid that's your real purpose." Yang Xuan revealed a smile as if he had seen through everything.
"Excuse me!" Di Lingxiao smiled like an old fox.
Yang Xuan thought for a moment, then stared at him and asked, "I treated you like this, Lingxiao. Won't you seek revenge?"
Di Lingxiao said faintly, "If you were only a true god, then you would be a dead man by now. But since you've ascended to the Celestial Realm, then there's no harm in killing a few unfilial disciples."
Yang Xuan understood that the so-called 'not pursuing the matter' had nothing to do with morality, fairness, hatred, or benefits.
Only strength!
His strength had reached a certain level. Even if it was a mistake, no one would pursue it.
"Farewell!" Yang Xuan stood up and cupped his hands.
Di Lingxiao also stood up, cupped his hands and said, "See you again!"
Ripples appeared under Yang Xuan's feet. After cupping his hands at Di Lingxiao, he disappeared.
After Yang Xuan left, Di Lingxiao's gaze returned to the chessboard with only one black piece left. He sighed deeply: "Do you know that you're our last black piece?"
In Lingxiao's Palace, Yang Xuan walked out of the ripples.
Chen Fu was still standing in the same place. When he saw Yang Xuan come out, he quickly bowed.
Di Qianjun's face was ugly, but obviously he had received instructions from Di Lingxiao. He led a group of elders and cupped their hands at Yang Xuan: "Senior Bai, please forgive us for offending you before!"
"It's okay!" Yang Xuan waved his hand and said, "I think you all know about Chen Fu's background. Tell him."
Di Qianjun looked at Chen Fu and sighed: "Your Majesty, you're not of the Shen bloodline. More than 30 years ago, my disciple brought you back from the outside. You were an orphan who was exterminated by the Shen Royal Family. They used a trick to replace the Crown Prince and let you enter the Shen Royal Palace."
"What?" Chen Fu was so shocked that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to the heavens.
At this moment, he understood everything. He finally understood why Yang Xuan had killed everyone in the Shen Royal Family but not him. Instead, he took him in as a disciple. He understood why Lingxiao's Palace allowed the Immortal Sect to develop without interfering. He also understood why Lingxiao's Palace would take the initiative to contact him and help him escape from Yang Xuan's control.
So that's it, that's it!
Chen Fu was stunned, and his mind went blank!
In the Shen Royal Palace, Chen Fu stood in front of Yang Xuan in a daze. He seemed to have lost his soul.
"You're my disciple." Yang Xuan looked at him and said lightly.
"Master, I …" Chen Fu's face was full of bitterness. He could not accept the change in his identity.
When he found out that the hatred he had held onto for more than 20 years was just a joke, he believed that no one would be able to remain calm.
Yang Xuan's faint voice sounded: "Chen Fu, as a person, one should stand on the top of the world. If there is no hatred, if there is no hatred, what is there to be sad about?"
Chen Fu's body shook. After a moment of silence, he slowly knelt on the ground. After kowtowing three times, he said word by word: "Master, I understand. Thank you, Master."
At this moment, Chen Fu really let go of the hatred in his heart. He truly regarded Yang Xuan as his master.
From then on, Chen Fu never had the slightest thought of betraying Yang Xuan. He always viewed Yang Xuan as his teacher until the end of his life.
After that, Yang Xuan stayed in the Shen Royal Palace for a period of time. He handed over the huge power of the Yellow Spring Sect to Zhu Xinghe and Chen Fu, gradually integrating it into the Immortal Sect.
In his hands, the Yellow Spring Sect did not unleash its original power. Now that it was under Zhu Xinghe's control, it could be considered as making the best use of it.
However, he was like a god in the Yellow Spring Sect. If he needed it in the future, he could take it back with a thought. Naturally, there was no need to worry.
The Immortal Sect's power in the entire East was only below the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. Now that the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and Yang Xuan had reached an agreement, the Immortal Sect was like a bird in the sky and a fish in the sea.
To the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, now that they knew that Yang Xuan was in the Celestial Realm, they did not dare to touch the tiger's whiskers. Naturally, they did not dare to interfere with the Immortal Sect's matters.
The so-called Celestial Realm was a realm above the True God.
If Yang Xuan guessed correctly, there was a master in the Celestial Realm in each of the four Divine Regions. That was why they were called the Four Divine Regions.
Strictly speaking, this level of power had broken away from the highest power in the world and was not tolerated by heaven and earth.
Therefore, Di Lingxiao opened up a small world and hid in it. On the one hand, it was to guard the so-called portal, and on the other hand, it was to avoid the rules of the Heavenly Way.
However, Yang Xuan was different. He was not a local, and that was a variable in itself. Secondly, the way he cultivated was not martial arts. In a way, he could escape the control of the Heavenly Way, so there was no need for him to hide.
This was probably one of the reasons why Di Lingxiao was so polite and tolerant.
In other words, unless the Celestial Realm masters in the four Divine Regions entered the world at the same time and besieged Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan was invincible in the world.
Now, the situation was clear. The number of Celestial Realm masters in the world could be counted with one hand, including the mysterious He Yilian at most. In other words, there were only five Celestial Realm masters.
The current situation was that if Yang Xuan was in charge of the Immortal Gate and had the intention to do so, the Immortal Gate force developed by Zhu Xinghe could immediately become the fifth Divine Region.
However, Yang Xuan naturally did not have the time to do so. He felt more and more that there was something wrong with the world. In short, time was pressing.
After everything was settled, Yang Xuan took Yue Qianlou and left the Great Shen Region.
"You said that Xiong Wuji has gathered a large number of spiritual beasts? He has become a Beast King? "Yang Xuan's eyes revealed a strange look.
"Yes, Master!"
Yue Qianlou's tone was very respectful. Ever since he heard about Yang Xuan's deeds from Shen Fu, the shock in his heart was like a vast ocean.
What kind of existence was the Palace of Lingxiao? It could be said that the world would be shaken with a single move of its finger.
However, Yang Xuan went straight to Lingxiao, killed Ming Zhengping, defeated Di Qianjun, crushed Lingxiao, and forced the Palace of Lingxiao not to interfere with the affairs of the Immortal Gate. Such great achievements were too numerous to be recorded.
Naturally, he did not know that there was a Celestial Realm master at the end. Otherwise, his jaw would have dropped.
"This Xiong Wuji is really promising. He even knows how to rope in forces." Yang Xuan's eyes were smiling.
Thinking of the big black bear that bathed in the same pool many years ago, he could not help but feel a little emotional.
The changes in the world were nothing more than this.
Yue Qianlou stopped and looked in the direction between the endless mountain ranges. Then, he said to Yang Xuan, "We should be close. It should be around here."
Yang Xuan looked around. Not long after, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.
"This bear is really good. He actually built a Spirit Beast City here." Yang Xuan said with a smile.
"A city?" Yue Qianlou was very surprised.
Yang Xuan nodded his head as he pointed in a certain direction and said, "Three hundred miles from here, there is an incomparably huge basin. That black bear has built a city full of Spiritual Beasts there."
After saying that, he took the lead and flew out.
Yue Qianlou did not have time to be surprised. He quickly followed.
After flying for a while, the two of them stopped on a cliff.
Looking at the huge plain under the cliff and approaching the magnificent city, Yue Qianlou's face was full of shock. He could not say a word.
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