25 Laugh to Death

The Tianluo Sect sent a total of three half-saints, one cultivator of swordsmanship, one cultivator of swordsmanship, and one cultivator of painting.

In addition to the semi-saints, Chu Moyan, the leader of the Eastern Continent Branch Sect, was also there. When he saw Ye Yong coming back, he immediately asked about the status of the secret realm.

If it were only Chu Moyan himself, he would definitely be calm and let Ye Yong take the initiative to mention it, but the half-saints have been waiting for more than ten days, and one of them is obviously very impatient.

"The remnants of the Xuande Realm have appeared and begun to lift the restrictions. We monks from the Kunlun Realm have launched an attack on them. If they want to survive, they will definitely speed up the removal of the restrictions." Ye Yong kept the story short and went straight to the point.

"Then this saint will go to guard the entrance now and kill all the foreigners who try to come in for support!" The person who spoke was the sword cultivator half-sage named Huang Shu. His patience had been worn away for more than 10 days. If Ye Yong doesn't respond with any news, he will probably leave directly.

After all, after they arrived here, the Half-Saints did not see any evidence that could substantively prove the existence of the Xuande Realm. It can be said that Chu Moyan was given a lot of face by being able to stay for so long.

"Sir Huang, please be patient!" Ye Yong still knows something about this sword cultivator. Although he has an impatient personality and starts fighting if he disagrees, he is a decent man and died fighting against the invasion of demons in the middle of the story line.

"What?" Semi-sage Huang Shu heard Chu Moyan mention Ye Yongshao and was quite interested in the young man in front of him.

"Actually, this junior has an immature plan. Can you put it forward and let the venerables give you some guidance and improve it?"

"Say it."

Ye Yong quickly explained his thoughts. After hearing this, Huang Shu laughed loudly: "You actually let us pretend to be your followers?"

"This matter is of great importance. Please forgive me, my lords." Ye Yong was also helpless. How could he approach the entrance of the secret realm openly without pretending to be a follower?

"You are so bold." Huang Shu simply wanted to see Ye Yong's reaction, but it turned out that he was just like Chu Moyan said, neither humble nor arrogant, and knew the right amount.

"Young friend Ye Yong's plan is good. Instead of rushing over to arouse the enemy, it's better to pretend not to know and break into the secret realm. Wait at the other end and kill as many as they come." The semi-sacred swordsman's name is Zeng Deqiang. He recognized Ye Everlasting plan.

"Actually, it is not necessary to kill them all. If you have the intention to surrender, you can give them a chance." Painting Cultivator Half-Saint Liu Chuan said.

"Fu's heart of belonging has been here for thousands of years. If he wants to feel a sense of belonging, he will come to open the channel?" Huang Shu snorted disdainfully: "Foreigners are foreigners, even if they look like us, their hearts are always the same. Strange.”

"Brother Huang is right, Liu Chuan Half-Saint, don't be soft when dealing with foreigners." Zeng Deqiang had the same idea as Huang Shu.

Liu Chuan pondered for a moment without refuting. He felt that it was indeed reasonable. He is a painting cultivator, and his murderous intention is not as serious as the two sword demi-sages: "Then I will disguise myself for you now."

The side arts only require more stringent talent requirements. Few people learn them, which does not mean they are weak. Like painting, once you become proficient, you can apply it to many aspects, such as disguise.

I saw Half Saint Liu Chuan using his finger as a pen to make several gestures in the void towards Ye Yong and others. Soon everyone's appearance changed.

Ye Yong touched his face. Not only his face, but his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of simulated human skin made of spiritual power. There was no discomfort at all, which was very strange.

"I heard that you are also a painting practitioner. If you want to learn, I can teach you." Half Saint Liu Chuan looks like a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is not as tall as Half Saint Huang Shu, nor is he as elegant and unrestrained as Half Saint Zeng Deqiang. But he looked gentle and polite, his voice was particularly soft, and he looked at Ye Yong with kind eyes, like an elder.

"The junior would like to thank Master Liu first." Ye Yong only met the half-saints once, before the secret realm was opened. The half-saint Liu Chuan had a particularly good attitude towards him when they first met. He probably wanted to Take him as a disciple or something.

The character Liu Chuan appears in the novel, but not much is written about it. After all, the protagonist has nothing to do with painting. It is only briefly mentioned because one of the heroines, Mu Qingyin’s master, is Liu Chuan’s niece. As for Mu Qingyin’s master... Ye Yongyong is hard to say. Anyway, she is a woman with very advanced thinking, who is somewhat incompatible with the fantasy world set in ancient times.

After the disguise was completed, the four adults and one child appeared in front of the entrance to the secret realm.

The semi-saints have suppressed their cultivation to the tenth level of crystallization. Unless their cultivation can surpass them, or they have a holy-level magic weapon, it is impossible to see anything abnormal. Chu Moyan was suppressed to the seventh level of crystallization, which is slightly lower. In front of the semi-saints, he belongs to the younger generation. Even if his talent is higher than them and he may have the chance to become a saint in the future, he still needs to be polite and cannot be too big or too small.

Ye Yong silently activated the simulation system, simulating the breath of the fifth level of crystallization. He did not dare to lift the shielding system. The semi-saints were around. If anything was noticed, something was wrong...

Huh? Why do you seem to be on the eleventh level of crystallization? Huh? Why is there not a few crystals in your Dantian, but a whole stone? Huh? Why do you seem to have eight spiritual veins... Hiss, that picture is so beautiful that Ye Yong can't even imagine it.

"Who is that! Stop! Don't come any closer!" The group of soldier-like Jin Dan immediately drew their weapons when they saw a strange face approaching.

"Why can't we get closer? The secret realm belongs to you?" Huang Shu raised his eyebrows. A half-saint is a half-saint. Even if he suppresses his cultivation, the look in his eyes made the Jindans feel shocked.

"This is to protect the safety of the monks inside." The leader of the soldiers was a little confused as to why a crystal could scare him. After calming down, he began to explain: "A group of monks have already entered inside. As the vanguard, they have endured a lot of risks, so they should Wait for them to come out first, and then reopen the entry qualifications. Otherwise, the treasures they have worked hard to obtain will be snatched away by the monks who entered later. This is unfair. "

It was indeed planned for a long time, and even the reason for blocking the exit was irrefutable.

"Really?" Huang Shu could use the knife, and he would never waste his words. Being reasonable was not his strong point. He looked at Ye Yong, wanting to see how this little guy would respond.

Ye Yong understood, he strode forward, with the attitude of a dandy young master, pointed at the soldier's long nose and cursed: "Where are you dogs! How dare you block my young master's way!? Do you know who this young master is!" ? This young master would do something like that! ?"

Ye Yong has read a lot of novels, and he is positioned as a villain. He has mastered the essence of a villain. With one operation, all the soldiers dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

"This young master wants to go in! If anyone dares to stop us! Uncle Huang, please summon me immediately and ask my father, who is on the fifth level of Nascent Soul, to come over and talk to them!"

"Okay!" Huang Shu agreed immediately.

Zeng Deqiang, Liu Chuan and Chu Moyan nodded secretly, feeling that Ye Yong was very adaptable and could take the right medicine.

At this moment, the remnants of the foreign race are most afraid of making things worse. The more arrogant and domineering Ye Yong is, the more they will tolerate it, and at the same time they will feel disgusted. The result of disgust is to let Ye Yong in to 'die'.

"Since this young master is so sworn, let's go in." A stern look flashed in the soldier's captain's eyes, but he spoke with high-sounding words: "Don't make things difficult for us, and don't rob others of their hard-earned resources."

"Young dog, you look down on others! You are a bunch of bastards!" Ye Yong led Huang Shu and the others to the entrance of the secret realm.

Although the cultivation was suppressed, the Half-Saints were still unable to enter the secret realm. Ye Yong was not in a hurry and chatted with them about what they would do after entering.

The soldiers listened silently, with contempt in their hearts. You will die after entering. What a bullshit young master. Only Yuanying's father dared to use it to scare people. They laughed to death.