The Ancient Sovereign

0In the next three months, Han Yan looked through all the jade slip in all of the rooms. Those jade slip s with formations installed could be opened at any time, and those that could not be opened, would be given up. Three months later, Han Yan arrived at the great hall. The white-haired old man did not hide his figure, but sat upright on a chair. When he saw Han Yan, who was walking over, he said with a slight smile, "Among all the disciples I have seen since I arrived here, you are the one who has stayed the longest."    0

    

Han Yan said: "Many people think that only after raising their cultivation can they become stronger, this is not disciple's way of thinking."    

    

The elder immediately became interested, "Then how do you think we should increase our strength?"    

    

Han Yan took a deep breath and slowly said: "Disciple believes that there are many secrets within the Taoism that no one knows about. If this secret is understood a little, my own strength can also increase."    

    

After the old man heard this, he laughed and asked, "Didn't your master tell you the consequences of refuting it? If you learn too many things and don't have the best of them, how can you improve your own abilities? " At this point, he paused for a moment before continuing, "There are indeed a lot of things learned within the Taoism, such as refining, refining pills, talismans, formations, etc. Among these, as long as you cultivate them to an extremely high level, you will be able to greatly increase your own strength. "    

    

Hearing that, Han Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately cupped his hands: "Thank you for your guidance, ancestor."    

    

white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled: "You are a smart person, I believe you will understand the logic behind it." He gave a deep glance at Han Yan, and his tone of voice slowed down, as if he was talking to Han Yan, or talking to himself. He slowly said, "Smart people sometimes disregard the consequences when they do things, and there are some things that they can look at, and some things that they cannot." His voice still echoed in the air but the white light on his body flashed, and he disappeared from the great hall.    

    

Han Yan trembled, these words clearly reminded him that some jade slip could not be seen. Han Yan looked at the place that had disappeared, bowed slightly, and said seriously: "This disciple will remember Master Ancestor's teachings." After he finished speaking, he walked towards the teleport array in the middle of the hall and injected spirit force into it. Opening the formation, he released a wave of white light which enveloped Han Yan's body. Then, with a flash, he disappeared into the teleportation portal.    

    

At the entrance of the Tibetan Meridian Pavilion, the Qi Cultivation stage disciples that were guarding the gate immediately cupped their hands and greeted: "Disciple Wang Heng (Li Ji) greets elder."    

    

After the two of them finished talking, they raised their heads and saw Han Yan's appearance. Then, their eyes became strange as they inadvertently glanced at the 100 foot open space. Han Yan frowned, following their line of sight, saw a black robed middle aged man, with his back facing Han Yan. The person could not see his appearance, but from his aura, he was definitely a golden core stage Ranker.    

    

Han Yan's gaze stopped on the middle-aged man's back for a moment, and then patted the storage bag on his waist, and the green small sword floated in front of him.    

    

The two disciples stared at Han Yan, their eyes filled with even more shock.    

    

Han Yan pointed at the green small sword, the green small sword emitted a dazzling light, and then leaped up and landed on the sword blade. Just as he was about to ride his sword and leave, he heard the voice of the middle-aged man thirty meters away, "Han Yan, I've been waiting for you here for a long time.    

    

Han Yan knew that the other party was waiting for him, because when his gaze landed on the other party's body, he sensed a faint killing intent. Although the killing intent was very faint, and could not be detected without careful observation, he was sure that it only appeared when he looked at it. From this, it could be determined that this person was here for him.    

    

After hearing the other party's question, Han Yan was no longer able to leave, otherwise, he would not give the other party any face. It has to be said that this is the most important thing for a cultivator to do. The higher your cultivation level, the more it is like this. Han Yan's figure moved, landing on the sword blade, then he cupped his hands towards Young man and said: "Disciple Han Yan greets Martial Uncle."    

    

The Young man snorted coldly, turned around, and said to Han Yan while looking at him: "Is this the attitude you use to talk to the Grand Elder?"    

    

His name was Deng Zucheng, one of Xiao Yuyao's pursuers. He looked to be around 30 years old and shorter than Han Yan by a head. His appearance was simply outrageous, so much so that it looked extremely unsightly. His eyes, in particular, had a shifty expression. Judging by his appearance, he definitely wasn't a good person.    

    

What Deng Zucheng had just said was obviously a provocation. His purpose for coming here was very simple, he just wanted to teach Han Yan a lesson.    

    

Han Yan frowned, his gaze becoming more serious as he said: "Master Ancestor, this disciple doesn't seem to have offended you, right?"    

    

Deng Zucheng sneered, then stood up, stared at Han Yan and said: "Seeing your unsightly appearance, you are quite smart. That's right, I came here today to cause trouble for you. You said that you didn't offend me, then I'll ask you this, when you were going to the Nine Heavens Mountain Range to compete, did you go with Xiao Yuyao? "    

    

Han Yan's brows tightened as he truthfully replied, "Yes."    

    

Deng Zucheng was very satisfied with Han Yan's answer. He had already made up his mind just now that if Han Yan were to quibble, he would teach him a lesson. Since the other party was smart, he dispelled the thought of attacking immediately and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you, when you were being chased by the various sects, did you hug Xiao Yuyao?"    

    

The main point of the two sentences was Xiao Yuyao, so even if Han Yan used his toes to think, he would still know that the other party had come for Xiao Yuyao. It was already impossible for him and Xiao Yuyao to become immortal companion, and even more so, he did not want to pester his pursuers for the sake of Xiao Yuyao. Han Yan took a deep breath, stared at Deng Zucheng, and said word by word, "Martial Uncle, if you have something to say, say it!"    

    

Deng Zucheng's face sank. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard Han Yan say: "However, I can tell you with certainty that there is no relationship between me and Martial Uncle Xiao. Under that kind of situation, if I do not make a move, Martial Uncle Xiao is in danger?" After speaking to here, he saw that the other party had taken it in, so he let out a small sigh of relief and continued to speak: "If Martial Uncle Xiao is in danger, or even died at the hands of the other party, this Martial Uncle does not wish to see it! Not only should Martial Uncle not hold grudges against me for what I have done, he must also thank me. "    

    

These words, stunned Deng Zucheng, he was the type of cultivator with high cultivation and low intelligence. When Han Yan finished speaking, he thought about it carefully, as if Han Yan's words made sense, and said noncommittally: "Hearing what you said, it seems like I really should thank you. If you didn't save her, I probably wouldn't be able to see you again."    

    

Han Yan was not afraid of the other party making a move, but he did not want to kill anyone within the Profound Immortal Sect.    

    

"What …" Deng Zucheng's eyes became serious as he asked.    

    

Han Yan laughed bitterly, laughed at himself and said: "Martial Uncle, I am only a Foundation Establishment disciple. If you were Master Ancestor Xiao, would you be interested in me?"    

    

Deng Zucheng nodded his head to think for a moment, then laughed out loud: "You are right, with that little cultivation of yours and that pig-waisted face of yours, don't even mention whether Junior Sister Xiao would like it or not, if I was a woman, I would definitely not take you." As he spoke, he walked in front of Han Yan in a few steps and said: "Han Yan! Your words are something that I like to hear. In the future, I will train hard and hope that there will be a day when I can reach the Aurous Core stage as well. "    

    

Han Yan cupped his hands in gratitude: "Thank you, Martial Uncle." With that, he took out his flying sword and left.    

    

The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he became. He even became narcissistic and thought that the reason Xiao Yuyao liked him and was so close to him was probably to anger him. Thinking about that, he laughed and said to the two Qi Refining Stage Cultivator s beside him: "Do the two of you think I am handsome?"    

    

Cold sweat covered their foreheads, how were they supposed to respond to these words? Deng Zucheng's appearance could be described as handsome, even if one called him ugly. The two of them were only at the 3rd level of the Qi Cultivation Stage. They had just arrived at Profound Immortal Sect, so it was not long before they started. This was the first time they had ever been on guard at the entrance of a Tibetan Meridian Pavilion, the first time they had ever encountered a golden core stage Supreme Elder, and the first time they had ever encountered such a thing.    

    

Exactly like that, the two of them were stupefied and did not know how to reply.    

    

Seeing the two of them not replying, Deng Zucheng's face immediately darkened, and said angrily: "What are you two thinking about? "Hurry up and answer me."    

    

Wang Heng's mouth moved a few times, but he could not say a single word. Seeing that Deng Zucheng's expression became extremely ugly, he gritted his teeth and said submissively: "Master Ancestor, this … "That …"    

    

Deng Zu impatiently waved his hand and said in a stern voice: "What do you mean, this and this? If you have anything, just say it. I won't blame you."    

    

Wang Heng hesitated for a moment, then said: "Master Ancestor, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"    

    

After hearing this, the expression on Deng Zucheng's face increased. It could even be described as angry and hateful as he said, "What lies and truths, speak the truth for me. If I know that the two of you are lying, I will cripple your cultivation and expel you from my sect. " As he said this, he thought to himself, "Could it be that I am so handsome that the two of them don't know how to answer?" Thinking of this, he became confused and began to ponder, "Since I'm so handsome, why doesn't Junior Sister Xiao accept me? Why do you want me to wait for a few more years?    

    

Wang Heng saw that Deng Zucheng's face was gloomy, and did not look like he was joking. If Zhang Xuan were to lie, he might really cripple his cultivation and expel him from the sect. Thinking up to here, Wang Heng's face exposed a look as if he was prepared to die, and said while clenching his teeth: "Master Ancestor, disciple thinks that … I don't think you're even close to being handsome at all. " As he spoke, he hurriedly knelt on the ground.    

    

Li Ji, who didn't even dare to make a sound, also kneeled down. He could imagine how serious the consequences would be.    

    

Deng Zucheng was startled, as if he couldn't react, and said: "What did you say? "What do you mean, don't touch the sides?"    

    

"That means you're ugly." A figure suddenly appeared beside him, transforming into Meng Ruyan. She lifted her sleeves and giggled, her appearance was extremely enchanting.    

    

Deng Zucheng stared at Meng Ruyan, and said: "What are you doing here?"    

    

Meng Ruyan chuckled: "I came to tell you that as long as Han Yan is still alive, you will never have the chance to pursue him again in your entire life. Think about it, Junior Sister has never interacted with male cultivators before. If she doesn't feel anything towards Han Yan, can he even hold her? " Seeing that Deng Zucheng did not believe her, she pointed to Wang Heng and Li Ji who were kneeling on the ground and said: "If you do not believe me, you can ask them."    

    

Deng Zucheng looked at the two of them with a skeptical look. Seeing them lower their heads, he did not dare to make a sound. He raised his head and roared angrily, "Han Yan, you actually dare to steal my immortal companion. I'm not playing with you." Saying that, without even looking at the rest, he flew up and chased after Han Yan.