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Qing Yang's battle with Dongfang Batian had exhausted almost all of the energy in his body. Not only did he recover to his peak condition after refining the wooden bead, his cultivation had also risen by another level. He was now almost at the level of a Yang God, so it was not surprising for him to discover a few people on the tree.

"Hmm? Could it be that there is someone living in this deep valley? "

Lu Xianghan was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a puzzled look. In this deep valley, other than the monkey Xiaoqing, the two of them had not seen any other life forms, let alone humans.

Qingyang didn't respond. He frowned and turned to look at Little Qing. Seeing Little Qing's puzzled face, he shook his head. He paid no attention to his master at all as he continued to sit on Qingyang's shoulder, grinning and teasing.

"Xiaoqing said that there's no one living in the valley. It seems they came from outside the valley."

Qingyang felt a little strange. Could it be that he was just a passing cultivator?

"Then what should we do?"

Lu Xianyi, who was in Qingyang's arms, was like Xiaoqing, completely unconcerned about Qingyang's claim of being an outsider. She was confident that the man in front of her would take care of everything.

"Let's go out and take a look first. They aren't too strong."

Hugging Lu Zhihan, Xiaoqing was squatting on Qingyang's shoulder. The two of them and the monkey then walked towards the entrance of the heart tunnel.

Qingyang's soul consciousness could sense that the cultivation base of the three of them was inferior to his. Even if they started a fight, he had full confidence that he would be able to kill them. Moreover, if the three of them knew or had seen him and Lu Xianhan before, perhaps they would be able to recall their lost memories, so Qingyang decided to go out and take a look.

In a short moment, two people and a monkey arrived at the entrance of the cave. They glanced down and saw three people wearing green clothes climbing up.

In the time it took to boil a cup of tea, a middle-aged man had climbed up. Among the three of them, his cultivation was the highest, and when he turned his head to look at the tree hole, he was surprised to find two people and a monkey, especially Xiaoqing who made a face at him.

"Who exactly are you!?" Why is it in Longevity Valley! "

Afterward, the two young men that climbed up looked at the middle-aged man with fear in their eyes. However, when their eyes swept across Qingyang, or to be more exact, Xiaoqing, the two young men immediately pulled out their weapons in anger and stared at Qingyang.

"Then who are you?"

Obviously, the three of them did not know Lu Xianhan, otherwise they would not have clashed blades with each other. The slightly disappointed Qingyang saw the two young men take out their weapons, and with his abnormal perception, he naturally discovered the wood power that was slowly gathering.

The middle-aged man naturally felt Qingyang's displeasure, and judging from his rich experience, the man and woman opposite him were not to be trifled with, especially the seemingly refined youth. His aura was not leaking at all, just like a normal person's, but he did not think that an ordinary person could climb this giant tree branch, much less the Spirit Master that was squatting on his shoulder!

Turning around, he whispered a few words to the two angry youths. Afterward, the two unwillingly put away their weapons, but they still looked at Qingyang with extremely unfriendly gazes.

"Sir, this is my Shangguan family's Longevity Valley, so that's why I asked. May I ask who you are?"

Clasping his hands, the middle-aged man regained his composure. However, his eyes were always on Xiaoqing, who was sitting on Qingyang's shoulder.

"Shangguan Family..."

Qing Yang frowned and mumbled to himself. He seemed to have some impression of the name Shangguan. Shangguan lingered in his ears. It was very familiar but he still could not recall anything. Just like the name Dongfang Batian, he soon felt a headache coming on.

Suddenly, his body trembled slightly. Fortunately, Lu Xianhan extended his hand to support Qingyang. Seeing Qingyang's pale face, he hurriedly cried out: "What's wrong!"

On the other hand, the three of them didn't understand what was happening to Qingyang. It was just that after the middle-aged man mentioned that this was the Shangguan Longevity Valley, that brat felt a bit dizzy and instantly, the middle-aged man didn't know what to say anymore.

"Kid!" Quickly return the Spirit Master to my Shangguan Family! "

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but the young man behind him started to arrogantly shout. Seeing his resentful appearance, it was as if Qingyang had stolen his family's money.

"How do we have a Spirit Master from your family?!"

Qingyang was still dizzy, so he didn't pay much attention to what the green-clothed youth was saying. However, Lu Xianghan, who was standing to the side, saw him shouting at his beloved man, and his face immediately turned cold as he coldly replied.

"Open your eyes and speak lies! At this moment, the Psionic Imperial Lord was sitting on that kid's shoulder! "If you don't return it, don't blame me for bullying the Shangguan family!"

The youth didn't seem to see the look in the middle-aged man's eyes as he continued to shout without restraint. From his attitude, it seemed as if killing the two men was an easy task.

Lu Xianhan was about to continue arguing when Qingyang waved his hand and interrupted him. Qingyang who had just recovered looked at Xiaoqing who was still playing on his body and snorted coldly.

"Is it your Ling Zun? If you have the ability, then take it with you. "

Hearing Qingyang's arrogant words, the youth who had spoken earlier became even angrier. Just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by the middle-aged man in front of him. Although he stopped himself, his gaze could still swallow Qingyang alive.

"Please forgive the young man for offending you, sir. However, sir, can you exchange your spiritual masters with my Shangguan family now?"

The middle-aged man naturally knew that if he angered Qingyang, he would probably be able to kill all three of them with a raise of his hand. When he first laid eyes on Qingyang, an inexplicable sense of fear welled up in his heart.

Qingyang wasn't an unreasonable person. The middle-aged man repeatedly said that Xiaoqing was some spiritual master of the Shangguan family, and he also kindly advised her. Since he didn't want to embarrass her, his expression eased a bit.

"Xiaoqing, what kind of Shangguan Family's spiritual master are you? Do you know those three? "

However, he couldn't explain this matter to Xiaoqing, so he might as well let Xiaoqing explain herself. He didn't bother to reply to the middle-aged man, instead turning his head to ask Xiaoqing, who was in the midst of playing.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak!"

Little Qing, who had jumped down from Qingyang's shoulder, ran towards the three of them with a shriek. Amidst the three's excited gazes, Little Qing suddenly stopped a few meters in front of the three of them, made a face, stuck out her tongue, and ran back to Qingyang's side.

Seeing Xiaoqing being so mischievous and actually playing with those three people, Lu Xianghan also burst out in laughter.

"How is it? My family's Xiaoqing said that she doesn't recognize you, nor is it some Shangguan family's spiritual master. I think you guys found the wrong people. "

Seeing the stupefied expressions of the three, Qingyang felt slightly relieved in his heart. He rubbed Xiaoqing's head and said with a chuckle.

"You demon! Could it be that some kind of spell is used to control the Spiritual Master?! "

Being toyed with by a monkey, although it was his family's guardian beast, the youth who had spoken earlier was clearly impatient. He pulled out his weapon and began to curse loudly.

Qingyang's originally indifferent smile gradually froze as he coldly stared at the reckless youth. A faint killing intent began to radiate from Qingyang's body.

Following Qingyang's instructions, Lu Xianhan pulled Xiaoqing to the side. Under the astonished gazes of the three people, Qingyang's entire body released a strange silver flame from his fingertips that flashed with lightning.

"If you want to die, I can grant your wish."