Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

Ye Qingxuan looked at the miserable looking Dong Tian and slowly asked a question mark.    

The Dragon Fist was very strong.    

However, he only knew one style. Although the first style was invincible under the Immortal realm, the ___ was at least at the Immortal realm.    

Immortal, his first style couldn't even break through the defense.    

Because of this, he really wanted to say something.    

Your special effect is still your special effect.    

As soon as he left, the huge mouth gradually closed.    

The sky gradually returned to its original azure color, and the pressure disappeared without a trace.    

Ye Ziyang and the others were so shocked that they couldn't speak.    

"Gulp!"    

A disciple couldn't help but gulp.    

"Is... is this the Saint?"    

"Sigh, the Saint of Eastern Continent... is so terrifying."    

"I never thought that the Saint's strength would actually... reach such a level."    

The geniuses of West Region couldn't help but sigh.    

The geniuses of Southern North Province couldn't even speak. In their impression, Deification Stage was the strongest.    

Ye Qingxuan blinked his eyes, pointed at Shen Junmo and said, "Are you sure you don't want to save him?"    

After Ye Qingxuan mentioned it, Ye Ziyang and the others remembered Shen Junmo.    

Looking at Shen Junmo who was lying on the ground with ragged clothes and wounds all over his body, everyone looked at him with respect. After all, what Shen Junmo did just now made Ye Ziyang secretly say, "A real man."    

Ye Ziyang flew to Shen Junmo and carried him to the mountain where Ye Qingxuan was.    

Ye Ziyang and the other two immediately sat down cross-legged to treat Shen Junmo's injuries.    

It wasn't because of anything else, but because of what Shen Junmo had just done, the three of them had to save him.    

However, after the three of them treated him for a while, the wounds on Shen Junmo's body didn't get any better.    

No one was surprised by this. After all, his injuries were so severe, and he was even injured by an Immortal. There was no way they could save him.    

They could still save Lang Jiuzhou and the others from minor injuries.    

"Sigh, I... can't do anything about it." Ye Ziyang stood up and shook his head.    

Ye Xiao and Zhao Tianqi also looked apologetic.    

Ye Qingxuan frowned and sighed, "My condolences... Send him back to Heavenly Light Sect."    

"Yes." Ye Ziyang nodded and agreed. After that, he took out his sword and carried Shen Junmo towards Heavenly Light Sect.    

Zhao Tianqi and Ye Xiao looked at each other in dismay. Both of them shrugged their shoulders, expressing their helplessness.    

The two of them had been doing nothing for a long time. No one knew when they would end up like this.    

It couldn't be helped. What they needed now was not only talent, but also luck.    

"This farce should be over by now. Ye Xiao, let's go." Ye Qingxuan said.    

As for the secret realm, hehe, wouldn't he be courting death if he, a Deification Stage, went to the secret realm?    

"Yes, senior brother."    

Ye Xiao nodded his head.    

After that, Ye Qingxuan rode on the white tiger and left while Ye Xiao flew on his sword.    

As for Lang Jiuzhou and the others, let those elders who were not injured carry them back to the sect.    

Seeing the two of them leave, Zhao Tianqi clenched his fists unwillingly. His eyes were sharp. "One day, I, Zhao Tianqi, will surpass all of you!"    

After saying that, his body flashed...    

...    

On a distant mountain peak, a beggar dressed in ragged clothes saw Shen Junmo's expression and could not help but laugh heroically, saying, "Good! Good kid, you have my style back then!"    

"Since that's the case, I can't let you waste your life in vain."    

With that, a sphere of light condensed in his hand. With a wave of his hand, he was flung out.    

The old man laughed and said, "Hahaha, kid, this is all I can help you with. From now on, it's all up to your luck."    

In a short while, the ball of light had caught up to Shen Junmo and entered his body. Shen Junmo, who was on Ye Ziyang's back, moved his finger twice.    

...    

Qingyun Holy Land.    

When Ye Qingxuan landed on the Ancestral Spirit Mountain, he immediately saw Venerable Lightless looking at him with a serious expression.    

When Venerable Lightless saw Ye Qingxuan return, he immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Qingxuan.    

Ye Qingxuan panicked and asked, "Master... what happened to you?"    

"Nothing. What happened in the east just now?" Venerable Lightless asked.    

"It's nothing. It's just that the secret realm has emerged. A senior from the Dragon Clan has come, but he scared me away." Ye Qingxuan said in a flat tone.    

It was so calm that it didn't seem like something had happened to him.    

"Oh, secret realm... dragon... what!? Dragon Clan! " Venerable Phaseless was so excited that his hands were trembling.    

Dragon Clan?    

And they were scared away?    

You're pretty awesome, kid.    

"That's right, Dragon Clan. But don't worry, I scared him away." Ye Qingxuan was still as indifferent as before.    

Venerable Lightless wanted to give him a punch. He had seen people who were pretentious, but he had never seen someone who was so pretentious.    

If you weren't my disciple, I would have given you a set of combo punches a long time ago.    

"Come to think of it, why did Master come here this time?" Ye Qingxuan noticed Venerable Phaseless's peculiarity.    

However, unexpectedly, the stern-looking Venerable Phaseless suddenly sighed. He looked at Ye Qingxuan and wanted to say something, but stopped himself.    

Ye Qingxuan was also a little confused when he saw this. Then, he said with a very serious attitude, "Master, there's something you need to tell me. Why don't you just say it?"    

Seeing Ye Qingxuan's serious attitude, Venerable Lightless sighed and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a look of pity. He said, "Disciple, I really don't want to part with you."    

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was confused and asked, "What's wrong, master?"    

"Nothing. It's just the imposing manner of the Dragon Clan that has destroyed the other three provinces. So, after the discussion of many sect masters, they sent you to the west, south, and north provinces to preach."    

Venerable Lightless said with a serious expression.    

"What? Me? You want me to preach? " Ye Qingxuan was speechless. He was just a Deification Stage preaching to a chicken feather?    

Venerable Lightless nodded his head heavily, grabbed his shoulder, and said with a firm expression, "That's right. From now on, the task of protecting the peace of the world and stepping on evil forces will be in your hands!"    

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.    

Oh my god!    

I don't want to preach!    

I don't want to maintain world peace!    

I don't want to step on evil power!    

I just want to stay in the sect!    

But in Venerable Phaseless's eyes, it wasn't like this. He nodded and smiled, "This child is worth teaching."    

Ye Qingxuan's body became light and he almost fell down. At this moment, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only bite the bullet and preach.    

Heavenly Light Sect.    

Xu Feng came to Su Munan and said with an uneasy expression, "Junior Sister Su, Senior Brother Shen asked me to tell you something."    

When Su Munan heard this, her delicate body trembled as if she had guessed something. She bit her red lips and said with a sobbing tone, "What is it?"    

"He said that he is not a good husband, much less a good father. I hope you can forgive him." After saying this, Xu Feng felt a lingering fear.    

Su Munan's face turned pale and she looked miserable. Tears welled up in her eyes. She pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Xu Feng. But... I believe that my husband will not die so easily. And he will not abandon us... "    

Then, he rubbed his stomach and forced out a smile.    

"Luotian Holy Land, Ye Ziyang requests an audience!"    

A voice was heard.    

Su Munan immediately shouted, "Quickly come in."    

She saw Ye Ziyang coming in with a swoosh, carrying a person on his back. It was Shen Junmo. Su Munan covered her small mouth, trying her best not to cry out.    

"Sigh, Junior Sister Su... My condolences..." Xu Feng widened his eyes before he could finish his words.    

Shen Junmo, who was on Ye Ziyang's back, yawned with a hazy look in his eyes. He stretched his body and said, "Eh? I'm not dead?"    

"Wah... Wah... Wah... F * ck!! " Ye Ziyang was so scared that his face turned pale, even paler than Su Munan's. He immediately threw Shen Junmo onto the ground and shouted, "A fake corpse, f * ck!"    

Shen Junmo realized that it was not a dream and immediately came in front of Su Munan. He held her small hand and blamed himself," Munan, I... I lost... "    

"Nothing... As long as you are well, I will be at ease." Su Munan could not hold it in anymore and cried loudly in Shen Junmo's arms. Bian She cried as she lowered her head to Shen Junmo's chest and scolded, "Bastard... You are going to die. What should we do between the two of us..."    

Shen Junmo also held Su Munan in his arms and quietly listened to the beauty's complaints.    

Ye Ziyang and Xu Feng felt that they were glowing.    

They cried for about ten minutes.    

Only then did Ye Ziyang faintly open his mouth and tell them about Shen Junmo's Heroic Era.    

When Su Munan heard this, she felt a wave of pride in her heart. She looked at Shen Junmo and smiled, "My husband, that is a true man who can hold up the heavens and support the earth!"