My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 850 Young Master

At this time, the man also saw Yang Zhen falling from the sky, and there was a hint of joy in his surprised eyes.

"Is this your bird?" he asked, pointing at Zhu Zhu.

This is what I asked...

Yang Zhen secretly complained, but did not deny it. He nodded and asked, "What is this place?"

Before speaking, he had suppressed his own cultivation to the early stage of Purple Mansion, which was about the same level as this man, so as not to alert the other party.

Zhu Zhu also restrained his Nascent Soul demon aura.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have anything to eat? Come on! Take it out!" The man seemed to ignore what Yang Zhen said and asked repeatedly with an impatient look on his face.

Yang Zhen was slightly startled, then he took out a hard pancake and threw it in front of the man.

"Wow, sesame cake!" The man's eyes suddenly lit up and he pounced on it like a hungry wolf. He grabbed the sesame cake and stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at it.

"Delicious, delicious!" His cheeks were stuffed with food and he cursed, "Damn it, there's nothing to eat in this damn place except a few fish. I'm so greedy... Hey, is there anything more? Two more pieces!"

Yang Zhen laughed in silence. He had just taken this pancake from a commoner's home in Anping Town. It was made of coarse grains and tasted dry and hard to swallow. Even the common people didn't eat it, but crushed it and fed it to livestock. I didn't expect this person to enjoy it so much. It seemed that he was really hungry.

If this is the case, this man must have been trapped here for more than one or two years, otherwise how could a dignified Master of Purple Mansion be in such an embarrassing state?

While thinking, she threw out a few more pancakes and watched him wolf them down with cold eyes.

The man finished the pancake in two or three bites, wiped his mouth with satisfaction, then looked at Yang Zhen straight in the eye, raised his head and asked, "Who are you?"

"This seat... Yunxiao Sect... Liu Yun."

"From the Yunxiao Sect?" The man's face showed some resentment: "Bah! You Yunxiao Sect are all hypocrites, there are no good people!"

After that, he asked again: "Fellow Daoist Liu, what food do you have in your ring? Take it out, don't hesitate. Anyway, we can't get out, and we are in trouble together. Don't hide any good things, just take them out!"

Yang Zhen smiled slightly. Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. He just so happened to have many questions to ask this man. So he walked slowly to the edge of the pond, stretched out his hand, and an eight-immortal table appeared beside him, along with a pot of spiritual tea and a plate of roasted silver leaf fish. Then he poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, blew on it gently, and slowly tasted it.

The man was so happy to see Yang Zhen so relaxed that his eyes widened. Seeing that there was a chair next to him, he came over without hesitation and poured himself a cup of spiritual tea, which he drank in one gulp. He was a little disgusted with the grilled silver leaf fish, but he still grabbed a few and stuffed them into his mouth. He couldn't help but smile and praised, "It's delicious, damn delicious!"

After a few cups of spiritual tea, his attitude became more enthusiastic, and he said with a smile: "Although there are not many good people in your Yunxiao Sect, but Fellow Daoist Liu... well, well, you are not bad!"

"Fellow Daoist, what is your name? I wonder which people in my Yunxiao Sect you have dealings with?" Yang Zhen asked.

"My surname is Yang, and I'm Yang Changjin!" said the man.

This might be his real name! Yang Zhen thought to himself.

  "I have lived in your Yunxiao Sect for several years, but I have only met one person, your Grand Elder, Yan Xiling!" The man named Yang Changjin said as he swept all the remaining silver leaf fish on the plate into his hands and asked with a little pride:

"Do you know why?"

"why?"

"Hey, bring some more delicious food. I'm going to give Brother Liu a great fortune!"

Another plate of dried fruits and a plate of grilled meat were placed on the table.

"Damn, you really know how to enjoy yourself." Yang Changjin chuckled a few times, drank a few cups of spiritual tea, and then asked mysteriously: "Do you know who I am?"

Yang Zhen shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you. You can't get out of this place anyway. Even if you get out, you can't get out of this vast sea of ​​sand. Besides, your ancestor Yan will never let someone like you out. Otherwise, his Yunxiao Sect will be in great trouble!"

"Oh?" Yang Zhen's heart moved.

"I am the young master of the Yunqing Sect!" Yang Changjin said proudly.

"Yunqing Sect?" Yang Zhen frowned and thought for a while: "I've never heard of it!"

"Of course you haven't heard of it!" Yang Changjin said disdainfully: "Our sect is not a small sect in your Zhenyu Realm. Our sect is one of the nine major sects in Hongxuan Realm, the Yunqing Sect! I am the young master of the Yunqing Sect!"

  Hongxuan Realm!

This person comes from Hongxuan Realm!

"How is this possible?" Yang Zhen said in surprise, "My Zhenyu Realm has been imprisoned by the Heaven and Earth Formation, and has long been cut off from the outside world. Fellow Daoist... I see that you are not very old, so you can't be a senior from three thousand years ago when the Heaven and Earth Formation had not yet been opened, right?"

"Hehe." Yang Changjin smiled mysteriously, without saying anything, he ate all the snacks on the table in one gulp, then clapped his hands and looked at Yang Zhen again.

Two more plates of food were placed on the table.

“I am in the Purple Mansion realm, so of course I can’t be like those old monsters who have lived for three thousand years.” Yang Changjin picked up a bunch of grapes and ate them with the skin and core. “I came here from Hongxuan Realm on a flying boat forty years ago, hahahaha——”

Yang Zhen opened his mouth in surprise. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and many things he had never understood before now all had answers.

He finally knew Mu Zixue's true origins.

He finally understood what secret the Yunxiao Sect had been trying to cover up.

The four gods of the Zhenyu Realm are called gods, but in fact they are the four pillars of the heaven and earth formation, responsible for suppressing the luck of the entire world. As the top few people in this world, the rulers above millions of cultivators, what would they do if they knew that the Yunxiao Sect was secretly communicating with the upper world?

  There is no way to escape the charge of secretly communicating with the upper realm and plotting evil!

At the least, they will be expelled from the family, at the worst, they will be exterminated. This is by no means an exaggeration! "Flying boat? What kind of flying boat can pass through the space barrier and reach here?" Yang Zhen murmured.

  Seeing his stunned look, Yang Changjin couldn't help but feel proud. He was a lively person by nature, but he had been trapped in this place for many years without anyone to talk to. Now that he finally caught someone, he naturally said everything he wanted to say, and he wanted to tell everyone everything about himself, just to have a good time!

"Hongxuan Realm is the upper realm of Zhenyu Realm, and the space barrier between the two is not solid," he explained in a teacher's tone, "An ordinary fifth-level flying boat, after special modification, with more top-grade spirit stones and a star map, will take a year or two on the road and pass through several teleportation clouds to reach here."

  As he spoke, he took a wooden stick and started carving on the tea table:

"Look, this is what our flying boat looks like. What do you think? This thing is three times faster than the fastest fifth-order spaceship. Starting from Hongxuan Realm, it only takes two years at the shortest, and less than three years at the longest, to reach your Zhenyu Realm. It can be said to be a divine weapon, haha!"

Yang Zhen was even more excited.

  The flying boat drawn by this person was shaped like a sharpened pencil tip, and was almost exactly the same as the picture of the spaceship he had seen among Zhou Yuan's relics in the Shenyi Gate!

"Fellow Daoist, have you seen this person?" Thinking of this, he waved his hand and a middle-aged man's head appeared in front of him.

Now it was Yang Changjin's turn to be surprised: "Daoyou, are you here looking for this person? This person is Zhou Yuan, I have seen him! This person lived here for a year sixteen years ago, and then disappeared inexplicably one day. I searched every piece of land around here, but couldn't find him. He disappeared so suddenly!"

That's it!

Yang Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a series of things suddenly became clear to him.

Zhou Yuan must have been here before. As for how he got here, he probably came in by accident, which is not surprising.

This person might be very lucky, as he happened to come here on the eighth day of April, so he did not encounter any yellow sand along the way. With his cultivation level of only the late stage of foundation building, he came to this valley by chance.

Then, a year later, he already knew that the formation would rest for a few days every year, so he chose April 8th of the following year. Relying on his spatial talent and natural restraint against formations, he actually walked out of the valley again. Even Yang Changjin didn't know he had left.

As Yang Changjin loves to brag, I think he has probably told Zhou Yuan everything about the Hongxuan Realm and the spaceship in this year.

That's why Zhou Yuan and Wei Biao defected from the clan, intending to use this secret to gain some benefits from the Qin State...

That’s why Zhou Yuan drew the flying boat in Shenyi Gate…

Even Wei Biao, as the head of the sect affairs hall and a former confidant of Yan Xiling, might have heard of Yang Changjin's existence, which is why Zhou Yuan has been searching everywhere for him over the years...

It turns out that the root of all this is here!

"How often does the Yunqing Sect's flying boat usually come to the Zhenyu Realm?" Yang Zhen asked.

  "Usually it's thirty years. Sometimes if both parties agree, it can be forty years, or twenty years," Yang Changjin said, revealing everything he knew.

"Every time, it is chosen at the end of the year when your Eastern Region holds the Grand Competition. I heard that at that time, your Eastern Region's True Venerable will hide in his pagoda to practice in seclusion, ignoring the outside world. Only at this time, breaking the restrictions of the Heaven and Earth Formation will not alarm him."

"The Yunqing Sect is a big sect in the upper realm. Why does it frequently come to my Zhenyu Realm? " Yang Zhen asked curiously.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist even carries spiritual tea with him, so you must have some spiritual wine, right?" Yang Changjin said with a smile.

Yang Zhen smiled, took out a pot of top-quality third-grade spirit wine, filled his cup personally, and poured himself a cup.

"Good wine! Damn it, I'm trapped in this damn place and haven't had a drink in decades. My mouth is about to become dry!" Yang Changjin cursed as he drank.

  After a long while, he smacked his lips and said:

"You have a special product in your Zhenyu Realm. It may not be a big deal here, but it is extremely rare in the upper realm. Even a low-grade item can be exchanged for several high-grade spirit stones. If it is of the best quality, it is a priceless treasure comparable to heavenly spiritual materials. Do you know what this is, brother?"

Specialties of the Zhenyu Realm? Yang Zhen pondered carefully, and suddenly an inspiration came to him, and he shouted:

"Void Stone!"

"Yes! It's this thing! Hahaha..." Yang Changjin laughed and said, "When my Yunqing Sect's ancestor first came to the Hongxuan Realm from the Zhenyu Realm, he relied on the two top-grade Kongming Stones accumulated in the storage ring to gain a foothold in the Hongxuan Realm and eventually created a huge foundation. Later, he also personally explored the way, and after decades of searching, he finally found a star road from the Hongxuan Realm to the Zhenyu Realm, and then contacted your Yunxiao Sect."

"Why did you come to my Yunxiao Sect?"

"My Yang family's ancestor, the founder of the Yunqing Sect, Yang Hui Youdao, grew up in your Xu country. He had an old relationship with the then-Tai Shang Patriarch of the Yunxiao Sect, so he gave you this good thing, hehe."

  This man is indeed the descendant of Yang Youdao. Yang Zhen had already guessed it in his heart. He sneered secretly, but remained calm on the surface and asked:

"I'm afraid it may not be a good thing! I wonder what benefit our Yunxiao Sect will get from risking such a big risk?"

  "This is a huge benefit!" Yang Changjin glanced at Yang Zhen and said proudly:

"Brother, I just said that I would give you a great opportunity, which is exactly this matter. Now that you have cultivated to the Purple Mansion, I think you should know what the biggest trouble is for the cultivators in your Zhenyu Realm? Isn't it that there is no way to ascend? In this cage, you can only cultivate to the Nascent Soul at most, and then the road to immortality will be cut off. You can only linger on and wait for death!"

"And you, following me, Yunqing Sect, have a road to heaven! Over the years, although my Yunqing Sect has obtained a lot of Void Stones from you, it has also sent a lot of potential cultivators to the upper realm for you. Some have even cultivated to the Spiritual Transformation Realm and become the inner sect elders of my Yunqing Sect! Tell me, is this a mutually beneficial move? If you have this opportunity, are you willing to go to the upper realm?"

"So, brother, take out all the delicious food and drinks in your ring! As long as you can make me happy, I can take you to the upper realm with just one word. Leave it to me!"

"Is it really so?" Yang Zhen was full of disbelief:

"If you are really the young master of the Yunqing Sect, why are you imprisoned here? If I am not mistaken, you have been imprisoned here for at least thirty years, right?"

  "It's still that bitch!" Yang Changjin jumped up as if someone had exposed his weak spot, his face flushed, and he flew into a rage:

"Brother, you don't know that the last time I came to the Jade World with me, besides me, there was also a woman named Mu Zixue. This woman... humph!"

With a complicated expression on his face, he said angrily:

"This bitch, if it weren't for my Yunqing Sect taking her in, she would have died long ago! This girl was injured by a powerful cultivator of the Demonic Path, and her foundation was severely damaged. I don't know where she got the news from, saying that only the water of chaos can heal. The higher the realm, the rarer this thing is. So, out of pity for her, I brought her to the Zhenyu Realm, hoping to help her recover..."

"and after?"

"Later..." Perhaps because he was talking about his own embarrassing experience, Yang Changjin hesitated. But he had been holding it in for a long time and wanted to find someone to talk to, so he drank three glasses of wine in a row before saying:

"Brother, my ancestors have a technique called "Five Elements Heaven Repairing Sutra"..."