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Chapter 90 Yang Yu's Unnecessary Master

"What's there to hide from me? I have investigated your situation very clearly. Before graduating from college, I was still an ordinary young man. Not to mention a warrior, even a physical condition is not much better than others. However, in less than a month, I became a yellow-level warrior. This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, so you must have a master." Tang Wei smiled, as if everything could not escape her eyes. Although this was a subjective conjecture, it was reasonable.

Yang Yu looked at Tang Wei with some surprise. What else could he say? Tang Wei investigated him clearly. If he said he didn't have a master, he would probably be despised by Tang Wei. Moreover, where did his things come from, it really needs an explanation.

"Oh." Yang Yu sighed and pretended to be helpless.

"I'll tell you." Tang Wei became even more sure. Maybe Yang Yu, a false master, had been deeply rooted in her mind early in the morning.

"Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you." Yang Yu's expression was very heavy. "My master is a paradise. On the day I graduated from college, he accidentally discovered me and felt that my bones were amazing and my martial arts talent was amazing, so he accepted me as a disciple and taught me to practice martial arts."

"Under the guidance of my master, I started with the most basic martial arts practice, and the various magical pills given to me by the master, so I achieved my current achievements. Moreover, the master intended to pass on his Taoist tradition, so I established the Haotian Sect."

"The master kept telling me not to tell him the secret, saying that there were a few old antiques holding him and insisting on asking him some brain-dead questions. He had no choice but to hide in Jinghai for the time being, which could be regarded as hiding from those old antiques."

After Yang Yu finished speaking, he sighed again.

"It turns out that he is an alien. He has made a person who knows nothing become a yellow-level warrior in less than a month. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do it. I don't know what kind of cultivation your master is. I guess he should be a god-level warrior." Tang Wei thought for a while, and looked at Yang Yu, as if she was about to hollow out Yang Yu's secrets.

When Yang Yu heard that there was a disciple, it seemed that Tang Wei had wanted to inquire about this a long time ago. Since that's the case, don't blame him for talking nonsense. Tang Wei can be a tiger-skinned and big banner, he can do it too. As long as this false master is so powerful, he doesn't believe that the Tang Sect will not make friends with him well.

"This..." Yang Yu pretended to hesitate.

"What's wrong? Your master didn't tell you?" Tang Wei was a little surprised.

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Yang Yu pretended to be deep.

"How do you say lies, how do you say the truth?"

"Are you lies? My master is a god-level warrior. He has few opponents in the world. You Tang Sect probably didn't take him seriously."

When Tang Wei heard this, she was a little displeased: "Who is going to listen to lies? What about the truth?"

"The truth? You confirm you want to listen."

"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly." Tang Wei put down her cup and looked anxious.

Yang Yu took a deep breath and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know what the master's cultivation is. When I first met him, my white clothes were fluttering and my hair was young. I fell directly from the sky, my feet were not touching the ground, and I was shaking the waves of water and walking on the flat ground, like an immortal. But I felt that this was all dreaming, how could a person be so powerful? The most ridiculous thing was that he said he was very old. When he was young, he had seen Zhu Yuanzhang herding cattle. I calculated carefully and found that he was almost seven hundred years old. He felt that he was lying to me. This old man was not reliable at all."

Yang Yu pretended to be very entangled.

"What?" Tang Wei's cup was broken.

Seven hundred years old?

Tang Wei murmured to herself: "The heavenly warrior can live up to two hundred years, the god-level warrior can live up to five hundred years, and the holy warrior lives up to thousands, so how many years are?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Yu looked at Tang Wei with some surprise, "I knew you would definitely not believe the truth I told. It seems like it was a random thing to hear. Forget it, when I didn't say it, the old man was confused and had no truth in his mouth. If a person could live to be seven hundred years old, he would almost catch up with Peng Zu."

Tang Wei was extremely surprised and looked at Yang Yu in front of her, and her eyes were different.

"A holy warrior must be a holy warrior. If what Yang Yu said is true, then his master must be a holy warrior. I have never heard of the holy warriors walking in the world for many years. This information is so important." Tang Wei almost roared out in her heart. Looking at Yang Yu, she really wanted to scold her. What does it mean to be in a blessing without knowing blessing? This is typical of this. If there is a holy warrior in the Tang Sect, she can do whatever she wants.

"All right, if you want to despise me, hurry up! I knew that no one would believe this when I said it, and the old man looked confident. I couldn't stand him, but he was very nice to me. He taught me a lot of martial arts and gave me a lot of things. Just treat him as an elder." Yang Yu pretended to be self-deprecating.

Tang Wei pointed at Yang Yu, not knowing what to say. If there was such a senior in the Tang Sect, he could be regarded as an ancestor, no, as a heaven and earth. Unexpectedly, in Yang Yu, he would even speak an old man, and he would not have a little respect.

"Tang Wei, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yu was very surprised. Did he blew too much? If this was the case, it would be really a joke.

"How come your master has you an unfilial disciple?" Tang Wei pointed to Yang Yu and said something after a long time.

"What does it mean? Isn't it good to have my disciple? In the future, all his retirement and sent-offs will be mine. He still made a profit. And I also passed on the sect for him. If he hadn't been lucky, how could he find such a good disciple as me?" Yang Yu continued to fool him.

"You are amazing, your master will slap you to death sooner or later." Tang Wei glanced at Yang Yu.

"I can't do it? I called him an old guy, and he just smiled. Would he beat me up for these two sentences? I think he has no temper and will introduce it to you another day." Yang Yu shook his head and smiled, intentionally implying that he has a good relationship with this false master.

"You bastard, do you understand respecting your teacher? By the way, what did you say? I will introduce it to me to know each other?" Tang Wei said, and she was overjoyed.

When Yang Yu heard that Tang Wei was interested, he regretted it. If Tang Wei really wanted to see him, where would he create a master? So he hurriedly said: "But my master is elusive and I am still hiding from someone recently. I should not see him in a short period of time."

When Tang Wei heard Yang Yu say this, she nodded in understanding: "Okay, if you have the chance, I hope you will introduce me. You also know my physique. In addition to the marrow-cleaning pill in Shaolin Temple, only god-level warriors or holy-level warriors can help me solve it."

"Marceal Cleansing Pill?" Yang Yu was secretly happy. He had this thing.

"The marrow-cleaning pill can be used to clear the marrow, but it would be even better if there was another marrow-cleaning pill." Tang Wei said carefully, "The marrow-cleaning pill can allow me to practice, but my meridians are relatively thin. A marrow-cleaning pill should be able to expand my meridians several times. At that time, I didn't want to become a genius of cultivation, as long as it was similar to ordinary people."

"Oh, are these two pills difficult to obtain?" Yang Yu asked.

"Only Shaolin's marrow cleaning pills are available, but I don't know how many of them are still alive, so they may have disappeared long ago. Tongmai pills are available only in one legendary sect, but I haven't heard of them having disciples who have entered the world for a long time."

"So you want to find a holy-level warrior to cut off the marrow for your Yi Jing?" Yang Yu asked directly.

"Well, actually, god-level warriors can do it, but this is too exhausting, and they may even lose their cultivation level, but there is no problem with holy warriors."

"This, Tang Wei, if I help you, I don't know what the benefits are?" Yang Yu became obscene.

"Help me, should you let your master take action or pill?" Tang Wei was surprised.

"You don't need to know this, just say how you can repay me, right?"
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