Lord Fox, don't run

The surroundings were quiet, Qing Yang sat on the ground and did not move, he just looked at the boy in yellow who was shaken by the spiritual force and smashed against the wall.He was hit so hard that blood overflowed from his mouth, but he still knelt down respectfully.

"Landlord."

The owner of this underground street, the leader of this group of foundation-building monks——Di Lin, the first-level Golden Core.

The monks of the "Di" generation are all disciples of the elders, and Di Lin is the disciple of the sixth elder Ciyun.When he was in Penglai, Qing Yang had seen Di Lin several times, but unfortunately he didn't have a good impression.

Qing Yang's eyes finally fell on Di Lin. At this moment, he didn't look like the meek boy he used to be. The black brocade was half opened, revealing the wheat-colored skin inside. The boy's appearance was also opened, with sword eyebrows At the temples, the wheat-colored skin gave him a wild atmosphere.

The moment Peng Min was wounded, all the monks in the hall fell to their knees. They were afraid, looked up, and envied this man.But he, Di Lin, was like an emperor from beginning to end, standing proudly on his own.

At this moment, he didn't even look at Peng Min or anyone else, he just stared at Qing Yang with a pair of eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

他 说:

"Long time no see, little uncle."

Uncle...

little uncle?

Uncle! ! !

At this moment, the hearts of almost everyone in the hall were full of galloping horses. What a coincidence, the random person brought in was the landlord's junior uncle! ?

Their landlord has always been mysterious. They all only know that his name is Di Lin, but they don't know his past, and they don't know why his golden core cultivation base has been reduced to the secular world.But this is not something they should care about, they are just attached to him, they just need to know that he is strong enough.

"I'm not your little uncle anymore."

Qing Yang looked directly into Di Lin's eyes, then slowly averted his eyes and stopped looking at him.

It's a pity, the original modesty has been swallowed up by desire, such dirty thoughts are really uncomfortable...

Standing at the door and seeing all the red candles just now, I was about to cry, what is this shit called!How come such a powerful person is the landlord's little uncle? Damn, it's okay if you are, but you still refuse!

He is so lofty, does he know what our landlord is capable of... Tsk tsk tsk, whoever tries will know!

"Don't be so cold, you used to be someone I admired."

Di Lin spoke casually, and even stretched out his hand to forcefully pull Qing Yang up.It was like chatting with an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, and even reached out to flick the dust off his body.

Dilin admired Qingyang, in fact, it can be said that the whole Penglai admired Qingyang.Not only is he the only apprentice of a Mahayana monk, his talent is even more amazing.How can such a powerful man who wants to have good looks and strong strength not become the focus.

But here, Dilin's admiration may be different from others'.He was originally a disciple of Ciyun, with extremely high talent, but when he finally broke through the second floor of the foundation building, he no longer looked down on this master in the early Yuanying stage, and in a blink of an eye aimed at Wangchenzi who had praised him a few words.

He went to the main peak alone to worship Wangchenzi as his teacher, but after experiencing some setbacks, he thought he could impress Wangchenzi.He had a slight quarrel with Qing Yang before becoming a teacher, but Wang Chenzi ruthlessly threw him out of the main peak.

After this incident, he could no longer gain a foothold in Penglai, and in the end he was half-voluntary and half-driven out of Penglai.

Qing Yang obviously remembered the past, he frowned slightly, and looked at the young man who had changed a lot in front of him.The other party was looking at him jokingly, the lust in his eyes made Qing Yang feel uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, little uncle? I haven't seen you for more than 100 years. You have broken through the golden core. Also, according to the level of little uncle, it is not difficult to break through the Nascent Soul."

Di Lin wandered around Qing Yang's body with malicious intentions, and then as if he had just discovered it, he grabbed Qing Yang's hand and looked at the star-cutting thread on his white wrist.

"Tsk tsk, it's really strange. I haven't thought that this thing can be seen on the body of the little martial uncle. How is it for the first time to experience the taste of cutting stars?"

Qing Yang didn't like his touch, he withdrew Di Lin's hand holding him, and looked at Di Lin with those deep pool-like eyes.There was still that indifferent and meaningless expression on his face, which really made people angry.

"Why are you here?"

After all, Qing Yang was curious about how so many people found this underground street. From the looks of it, there is no way to complete the construction in about 100 years.So if Di Lin put all his heart and soul into building this underground street, how did his cultivation level break through the Golden Core?There are so many young foundation cultivators?

"Heh, do you want to know, little uncle?"

Hearing Qing Yang's question, Di Lin smiled mysteriously, as if he finally became interested, smiled and looked directly at Qing Yang's face that he wanted to tear apart, and then ignored Qing Yang's retreat, He leaned into the person's ear and whispered:

"I don't know if my little uncle knows... Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation?"