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

His eyes flickered for a while, Yang Sheng made a decision and stood up.

After a while, an orange light flew out of Yaoxianzong.

Nothing happened all the way until the sun was hanging in the sky, and a clear water appeared in front of Yang Sheng.

The water and mist here are hazy all the year round, as if clouds and clouds enveloped the entire Daze, like a dream, so it was named Yunmengze.

These water mist can block most of the line of sight, but have no effect on spiritual consciousness, so Yang Sheng walked through it with a very calm expression.

After a while, he came to the depths of the water unimpeded.

A hundred feet away in front of him, surrounded by aquatic plants, there is an island with a radius of about one mile.

There is a large black building standing on it, and a five-foot-high door stands in front of it, with a row of dragons and phoenixes engraved on it: Zhao Guo Branch of Fengyu Tower!

"This...isn't this too casual?"

Looking at the scene ahead, Yang Sheng was speechless for a moment.

The other sub-rudders are hidden in the wilderness, and they use concealment and other formations to cover them up, but this place is so open and aboveboard, isn't it afraid that people from the Luoyu Sect will come and kick the door?

With doubts, he slowly approached.

Until the moment Yang Sheng set foot on the island, an obscure and deep spiritual consciousness swept over him, with a strong sense of oppression.

In an instant, his whole body was stiff, like falling into a cellar of ice, and a strong sense of suffocation came to his mind.

Fortunately, this spiritual knowledge came and went quickly.

"Whoo~"

After wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, Yang Sheng let out a long breath, as if he was exhausted.

This level of oppression is far better than Yan Jueming at the beginning.

True Monarch Yuanying!

With a calm face, he secretly swallowed his saliva.

"No wonder this division is so bold!"

Yang Sheng was deeply moved.

Yuanying Zhenjun basically stands in the pyramid of the cultivation world in the South China Sea, and the four major sects are not willing to provoke such a person easily!

"It seems that the recent destruction of several sub-rudders in the Zhao Kingdom has annoyed the upper management of the Fengyu Building, and directly mobilized Yuanying Zhenjun to come to sit in charge..."

While thinking about it, Yang Sheng completely relaxed and walked into the room.

When I came to the hall, I found that the structure here is almost exactly the same as the original T-shaped sub-rudder, but the scale is much larger.

Hundreds of figures wandered back and forth, choosing the reward entrustment.

Yang Sheng looked around curiously, but soon lost interest.

"Senior, I am Yang Sheng, and I belonged to the T-shaped sub-helm before..."

He came to a certain counter, handed over the yellow token, and began to check his identity.

After a while, Yang Sheng put away the token again and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a familiar figure came into view.

He stopped and looked at the figure over there with a hint of surprise on his face.

"He Bingyu?"

Chapter 159 Strange but Familiar

Maybe it was aware of the gaze, He Bingyu turned around, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "You know me?"

Seeing her cold face and extremely alert attitude, Yang Sheng couldn't help being stunned.

"Of course!"

He blinked, his face changed for a while, and he returned to his original appearance.

"Young Master Yang!"

He Bingyu immediately widened her beautiful eyes.

"Fairy He, long time no see, don't come here without any problems!" Yang Sheng said kindly.

After being surprised for a while, she came back to her senses and said lightly, "Long time no see!"

Yang Sheng was stunned again, and looked at her carefully from head to toe for a while.

After a while, he let out a long sigh: "Fairy He, you have changed!"

Decades ago, He Bingyu was gentle, lively, friendly and always had a warm smile on his face.

However, at this moment, her expression is cold, serious, her eyes are full of coldness, and her whole body is filled with an aura of indifference that is thousands of miles away from others.

Give him a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

"is it?"

Hearing this, He Bingyu's eyes flickered, his face was flat, noncommittal.

Yang Sheng couldn't help falling into silence.

"I didn't expect you to join Fengyu Building!" A moment later, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"Isn't Mr. Yang the same?" He Bingyu also looked at him unexpectedly.

"Maybe this is fate!" Yang Sheng smiled slightly, and asked softly, "How are you all these years?"

"Okay!"

He Bingyu lifted his head lightly, stroked his hair, and said coldly: "At least killed a lot of Dark Blood Sect members!"

Hearing this, and then glancing at her hand covered with various scars, Yang Sheng sighed inwardly.

In just a few words, he seemed to be able to see the hard life of this person wandering on the tip of the knife all these years.

But what surprised him was that He Bingyu had already established his foundation.

Yang Sheng couldn't help arching his hands, and congratulated with a smile: "Congratulations to the fairy, you have successfully built a foundation, and you will add another hundred years of life, I am so envious!"

"What's the point, if you don't enter the golden core, it will be useless after all!"

To this, He Bingyu reacted very coldly.

Hey~

Yang Sheng couldn't help but sighed again.

He originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere...

After staring at He Bingyu for a while, and seeing that her brows were full of sorrow and her eyes were always cold, Yang Sheng suddenly came to his senses.

This woman only wants revenge!

After a while of silence, he stopped talking nonsense, took out a sound transmission talisman, and said solemnly: "If Fairy He has any difficulties, you can contact me at any time!"

Seeing this, the latter stared at Yang Sheng for a long time before putting away the sound transmission talisman, and said softly, "Thank you!"

"It's okay! We are friends after all!" Yang Sheng said with a light smile, "Shouldn't friends help each other?"

"friend?"

He Bingyu blinked when he heard the words, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his pretty face.

She shook the sound transmission talisman, squinted at Yang Sheng, and said softly: "I don't know how to write the word polite, Mr. Yang, you have to be mentally prepared!"

"Ha ha!"

Yang Sheng laughed immediately, and jokingly said: "If you need anything in the future, the fairy can mention it, as long as you don't let me hit you to death!"

puff!

As soon as this remark came out, He Bingyu couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling, and said, "Young Master Yang, you are still so funny!"

"Fairy He, you look as good-looking as ever when you smile!" Yang Sheng immediately replied with a smile on his face.

"Grumpy!"

Glaring at him, He Bingyu's face returned to calm, but compared with before, there was a little less coldness.

Next, after the two chatted for a while, she said with a straight face: "Young Master Yang, if there is a way to quickly improve your cultivation, please tell me!"

Yang Sheng was dumbfounded when he heard the words.

This is obviously a trend of revenge at all costs!

Looking up, seeing her resolute and pleading expression, his lips moved, and finally nodded slowly: "I understand!"

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" After solemnly thanking, He Bingyu offered to leave.

"I have something else to do, so I won't bother you!"

Looking at her hurried back, she didn't know who she was going to assassinate.

Yang Sheng was silent for a long time, sighing to himself:

"Hatred can really change someone completely!"

In fact, he really wanted to persuade He Bingyu not to be obsessed with revenge, but he gave up after meeting his firm and cold eyes.

How can the hatred of extermination be easily let go?

Chapter 160 The ashes are cold

After leaving Yunmeng Daze, Yang Sheng rushed straight to Yaoxianzong.

After some investigation, he returned to Songzhufeng Residential House.

"In the realm of comprehension, everything is empty, only cultivation is real!"

After closing the door tightly, Yang Sheng calmed down and began to meditate.

Meeting He Bingyu, whose temperament has changed drastically, caused a little spiritual shock to him.

If the cultivation base is not enough, someone may come to the door one day and destroy it at will.

The He family in Dongshigu is a bloody example...

Half a month passed by in a hurry.

"I really want to step into the inner door early and stay in Qingming Peak!"

On this day, in the thatched cottage, Yang Sheng opened his eyes, and after feeling it carefully, he sighed slightly: "In this way, within five years at most, I will be able to break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment!"

While speaking, he stood up and walked down Songzhu Peak Mountain.

Today is the beginning of the month, and it's time to perform tasks again.

But when Yang Sheng came to Gongwutang, he found that the remaining tasks, without exception, were all related to the magic way, and none of them were safe.

"I won the last farming task! Whoa, whoa!"

On the side of the main hall, a frenzied laughter sounded.

At this moment, there is a demon sect staring at them. I am afraid that few people are willing to leave the sect. This kind of unpopular farming task in the past has now become a favorite.

"Wori! I offer a hundred spirit stones to buy this task, what do you think, brother?"

"That's it? I'll give you three hundred spirit stones!"

"A bunch of poor guys, I'll give you five hundred!"

Soon, a series of bids sounded at the scene, and there was a faint tendency to bid.

The majestic mission hall of the sect suddenly became an auction house, which is the biggest joke in the world!

"Humph!"

Because it was a special time, the elder deacon behind the counter was displeased, but he did not stop this behavior.

Seeing this, Yang Sheng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"Am I late?"

He glanced at the sun above his head and was speechless for a moment.