I'm immortal anyway, you can do whatever you want

"You have something to do with me?" Yang Sheng heard the sound, lifted the curtain, and his eyes fell on him, indifferent.

"..."

The latter's complexion froze immediately, and he felt chills all over his body, and an inexplicable sense of suffocation came to his heart, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yang Daoyou, why bother with the younger generation?"

At this time, an old and powerful voice sounded.

Only then did the square-faced man escape from the spiritual pressure, his expression frightened, he quickly looked away, not daring to look at Yang Sheng again.

Everyone looked up, only to see an old man with a calm face coming from the sky.

This person's hair is gray and white, his face is full of wrinkles, but his eyes are piercing.

Foundation Establishment Dzogchen!

Looking at the other party carefully for a while, Yang Sheng's heart trembled, and he said lightly: "Are you Tian Zhongyun?"

"The old man is right!"

After watching him a few times, the old man moved his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Excellency must be fellow Taoist Yang Sheng?"

"Yang Daoyou is so young, you have a good cultivation, I am envious!"

Having said that, the man changed his words, his face straightened slightly, and he said bluntly: "As long as Daoist Yang enters my Tian family, what he Yin Xuanming gives you, my Tian family will pay twice as much!"

"I don't know how to be friendly?"

After finishing speaking, Tian Zhongyun stared directly at Yang Sheng with deep eyes.

When Yin Xuantian and the others at the side heard the words, their expressions all changed, but they didn't dare to show their anger.

"Friendship, I appreciate it!" Yang Sheng smiled lightly at this, but he was quite disdainful in his heart.

At this point, the other party still wants to interfere with his state with words!

After all, this person really intends to win him over, and he will not bring it up in person at this time...

"Really? That's a pity!"

In this regard, Tian Zhongyun shook his head slightly, with a regretful expression.

I don't know if it's a pity that Yang Sheng didn't agree, or something else...

Half an hour later, in the hall of the Tian family, a red carpet came in from the outside and extended to the corner. There were people standing on both sides with smiles on their faces.

Tanaka Yungao sat on the main seat.

Yang Sheng was in the number one seat on his right hand side, and opposite him sat a middle-aged man with a calm face.

His temperament is refined and elegant, just like a scholar.

"My lord Fang Wencheng, I met fellow Daoist Yang!"

Facing Yang Sheng, the refined man slightly cupped his hands.

"So it's Master Fang, I've admired you for a long time!" To this, Yang Sheng raised his eyelids slightly, and responded in a neutral manner.

The Yin family and the Tian family are not in harmony, but it has always been a contest between the two families.

As the head of the family, this person appeared here today, and betrothed his daughter to the eldest son of the Tian family. His attitude was obvious, and he didn't bother to be hypocritical.

Fang Wencheng frowned, feeling unhappy.

But thinking of what was about to happen next, he regained his expression, glanced at the Yin family and the others, and sneered secretly.

"Invite the bride and groom into the palace!"

At this moment, a child of the Tian family blushed and shouted loudly, pulling his neck.

After a while, a young man with correct facial features strode in, looking excited.

The bride, with a red gauze on her head, walks side by side with him.

"Meet grandpa! Uncle!"

The two walked along the red carpet, amidst continuous cheers, they came to the two, and the young people saluted respectfully one by one.

As for Yang Sheng, he ignored it.

"Confused! This is Yang Sheng, your senior, how can you be rude?" Seeing this, Tian Zhongyun pretended to be displeased.

"So it's Senior Yang, I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time!" The young man suddenly realized, clasped his fists slightly and said in a very casual tone.

In his eyes, Yang Sheng is already a dead man...

Seeing him being so rude, Yin Xuantian and the others were instantly enraged.

Yang Sheng watched all this coldly, his face as calm as water.

Slightly nodding, Tian Zhongyun looked at him and said with a smile:

"Yang Daoyou, what do you think of my grandson?"

Hearing this, Yang Sheng glanced at him, and said lightly: "It looks like a great emperor!"

"..."

The scene fell silent.

Quite a few young children had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were trying to hold back their laughter.

In ancient times, the best of the true immortals was called the Great Emperor, or Immortal Emperor!

"Yang Daoyou, as a senior, I'm afraid it's not good for you to mock me as a junior like this?"

Tian Zhongyun's expression darkened, he was not angry and arrogant.

As soon as he spoke, a group of young children hurriedly lowered their heads, looking nervous.

"Old man, is it possible that you are still pretending to be addicted?"

Regarding this, Yang Sheng looked calm, and bluntly said: "If you want to fight, you can fight, there is so much foreplay, why don't you just let this flirt?"

When this statement came out, the whole audience was shocked.

A group of people stared blankly at Yang Sheng, stunned for a moment.

The Yin family and the others were even more dumbfounded.

This kid is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, where did he get the courage?

Fang Wencheng was puzzled and couldn't help but look him over from head to toe again.

Tanaka Yun's face darkened.

He took a deep breath, stood up slowly, stared at Yang Sheng, his gaze was like a torch, and said in a deep voice:

"Since Fellow Daoist is in a hurry to get on the road, this old man will help you!"

Speaking of this, pointing to the wide square not far away, Tian Zhongyun's face was gloomy, and he uttered a word coldly:

"Please!"

Chapter 114

Tian family, above the square.

Tian Zhongyun and Yang Sheng faced each other in the air.

All around, a group of people were discussing.

"The old ancestor has completed the foundation establishment, how dare this Yang Sheng?" Someone looked at Yang Sheng and sneered again and again.

"He is a sword cultivator, do you understand sword cultivators, this kind of people pay attention to bending rather than bending!" The person beside him said with a playful smile.

"Better bend than bend? Hehe! It looks like he's going to bend here today!"

Others showed sarcasm.

Regardless of position or strength comparison, no one is optimistic about Yang Sheng.

Senior Yang's attitude is so radical, is there a helper in the dark?

In the corner of the square, hearing the words from all around, Yin Xuantian's eyes flickered, and he murmured in his heart.

This person looks confident, does he have a backup?

Looking at Yang Sheng with a calm face, Fang Wencheng frowned.

"Yang Daoyou, this old man thinks you are a great person, and I dragged you into my house, but you don't know what to do!"

Tian Zhongyun spread his palms, and a small bell appeared, and said with a blank expression: "I heard that the swordsmanship of fellow Taoist is amazing, and I want to see a thing or two today!"

Hearing this, Yang Sheng's face was calm, and when he pulled out the void, the Tianyang Sword appeared in his hand, and said in a calm tone: "As you wish!"

"Ugh……"

Seeing this, Tian Zhongyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, and said in a very sincere tone:

"Young Daoist Yang, this old man admires you very much, why don't you think about it? As long as you enter my Tian family, you will have the same status as this old man, and you can enjoy the highest salary!"

"The old man talks so much nonsense, let's leave it to your good grandson!" Yang Sheng touched the Tianyang sword, and said calmly: "Even if he can't listen to it, he doesn't dare to show it. You can chatter as much as you want!"

"Humph!"

Tian Zhongyun was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

He didn't really want to win Yang Sheng over, but he just wanted to test him out because he was so calm.

No more nonsense, Tian Zhongyun's momentum changed.A powerful breath suddenly came out.

Under this spiritual pressure, many disciples with low cultivation levels turned pale and showed awe.

Yang Sheng was the first to bear the brunt, with a cautious look on his face, he mobilized his spiritual power secretly.

"Fang Daoyou, pay close attention to your surroundings, and don't let go of any signs of trouble! This son may have a helper!"

Tian Zhongyun looked at Yang Sheng coldly, and said something secretly.

At the same time, Yang Sheng moved, he pressed the key, and the Tianyang Sword shone brightly and dazzingly.

"go with!"

With a light wave of his hand, the Tianyang sword pointed directly at Tian Zhongyun, and shot out with a sharp and fiery aura.

The golden light was as fast as thunder and lightning, and it came to the opponent in the blink of an eye.

"Ha ha!"

Regarding this, Tian Zhongyun smiled slightly, and saw that he raised his hand and shook the bell, and the clear and melodious sound like a ding-dong rippled, with inexplicable and strange fluctuations.

Under this weird fluctuation, Tianyang Sword seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and its speed was greatly reduced!

Yang Sheng's expression changed.

At this moment, he felt that he had lost contact with Tianyang Sword, no matter how he controlled it, it would be useless.

Taking this opportunity, Tian Zhongyun dodged to one side, easily defusing his attack.

Yang Sheng didn't feel the connection between himself and Tianyang Sword again until he was three feet away.

Is this the death bell, the magic weapon of his life?

He frowned, and quickly raised his hand to recall the Tianyang Sword, staring at the small bell in Tian Zhongyun's hand with a dignified expression.

Before coming, he knew some basic methods of Tian Zhongyun.

"This old monster is protected by this treasure, and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to get close!"

Seeing this, Fang Wencheng, who was below, sighed in his heart, and his eyes were full of envy.

"Ancestor is mighty!"

A group of Tian family disciples shouted loudly and cheered happily.

On the other hand, Yin Xuantian and the others had gloomy faces, clenched their fists tightly, and their hearts were fluctuating.

"The so-called come and don't reciprocate!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Tanaka Yun's clothes swelled up high, and then burst open, revealing the muscular muscles underneath.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, look at the trick!"

He raised his fists high and came over like Mount Tai, with an astonishing momentum, but with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of murderous intent.