Chapter 1: Juvenile Luoyang

In the quaint house, a white robe boy sat on the bed. His eyes are closed, and the white aura in the body floats like a torment. The sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and the entire bed was gradually wet.
"call"
After a long time, the boy slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the loss of the aura that was hard to accumulate in the body, there was a bitter smile on the handsome face.
"Sure enough. Still not."
In the eyes of the teenager, there was a thick unwillingness, and the right hand was tightly tied together. After a while, it was unable to loosen.
"Hey, boy, do you want strength?"
A cold laugh sounded in the ears of the teenager. The laughter seemed to come from the secluded hell. At first glance, it made people feel creepy.
The boy, like a strange one, shook his head and sighed: "Old mud, you still die early, I will not help you unlock the seal."
"Oh, such a good talent can't be used for cultivation. It's a pity."
The cold voice not only did not give up, but sneered, like trying to stimulate the teenager.
The young man shook his head indifferently. He didn't continue to pay attention to the cold voice in his ear. After getting out of bed, he walked out of his room.
After walking out of the room, the teenager walked slowly in the Zongmen. Although the Qingyun School was only a small row, there were not a few disciples in the door.
Along the way, but when I saw the figure of the teenager, the disciples on the road were respectful and saluting, and the sincere admiration was revealed in the eyes.
The teenager, who was so respected by everyone, did not show his smug look on his face. Instead, he sighed and turned and wanted to return to his room.
"Royan brother!"
A disciple ran to the boy in a panting breath, shouting the boy's name in his mouth.
Luo Yang’s footsteps, asked the disciple,
What's the matter?

After the disciple gasped for a few breaths, he looked nervously and said, "Royan brother, the elders let you hurry to the Chamber of Deputies."
Luo Yang’s brow slightly wrinkled and quickly asked,
Which other people can be in the Chamber?

"The Akasaka faction has two elders today, and is now in the Chamber of Deputies."
"Red 霄 pie?"
Luo Yang’s face changed and he waited for the disciple to open his mouth and ran to the Chamber.
Although the Qingyun School is the same as the Chishou School, it is a four-level sect. However, with the fall of the Qingyun School three years ago, there is no Danyang master in the Qingyun School. Therefore, it has gradually become the end of the sect. The Akasaka faction has always had a discord with the Qingyun faction. I am afraid this time.
In the Chamber of the Qingyun School, in addition to several elders of the Qingyun School, many disciples are also seated in the hall. Opposite the elders, the two old-fashioned old men are talking and laughing, and it seems that there is nothing unusual.
For Luo Yang, who has been a rejuvenating body for many years, the journey to the Chamber of Deputies is not far away. After a while, the figure has already appeared in front of the Chamber.
After a ceremony with the elders of the Qingyun School, Luo Yang sat down among the many disciples, ignoring the many delicacies on the table, but his eyes kept looking at the two old men.
The two old men are all white robes, and the robes are decorated with delicate red silk weaving red clouds, which is the identity of the elders of the Akasaka school!
The arrival of Luo Yang did not attract the attention of the two old men. After the Qingyun faction chilled, the two old men looked at each other and a vulgar old man slowly said: "Yue Chang, since already The satiated meal was full, and the two of our brothers did not turn around and said that this was the case."
As the head of the Yang dynasty fell, the Qingyun faction was dominated by the great elder Yue Wenbai. At this moment, I heard the old man open his mouth, and his brow was not wrinkled. The face did not change his smile, nodded and said: "He Chang has something to do but said no problem."
The smile on the face of the elder who was surnamed He was more prosperous. He said to Yue Wenbai: "Our brothers and two are here today to convey the will of our lord. He hopes that from now on, you will be able to compete with us." Become a family. Yue Chang, how do you see?"
When the voice of Elder Chess fell, the air in the entire hall instantly solidified, and all the Qingyun disciples looked at the two Akasaka elders with ugly faces.
To become a family, the intention is to annex the Qingyun faction. Although the Qingyun School is a small school, it is the home of many disciples. The Zongmen is annexed. For any Qingyun disciple, It is a big humiliation!
At the top of the hall, the face of the great elder Yue Wenbai is also very ugly. After a long silence, he barely smiled: "This matter. Let's talk about it later."
Behind him, many elders of the Qingyun School, although their faces were red, and their eyes were humiliating, but no one spoke. The strength of the Qingyun School and the Akasaka School is too different. In this world dominated by force, without strength, it can only endure humiliation!
On the face of the elder, there was a slight disappointment on his face. He said to Yue Wenbai faintly: "Yue Chang, you have to think clearly, the integration of the two factions is the order of our lord before the retreat. After he came out, there will be the strength of the late Danyang period. When the two parties are still not merged, I am afraid."
"boom!"
The cup in Yue Wenbai’s hand suddenly turned into powder, and the body’s infuriating faintly floated. After a while, it slowly dispersed. He said to the elders,
He Changlao, give me three days, and give you a reply after three days.
?"
"Great elder!"
"Yue elders!"
As soon as Yue Wenbai’s words were spoken, many of the Qingyun faction elders were shocked and shouted.
Yue Wenbai was like a young man who was ten years old. He shook his head at the many elders behind him and stopped their persuasion.
"Well, then I will give Yue Changshen three days. You may have to think clearly about the elders of Yue." The elder of the surname said, frowning, as if giving them three days like pity them.
When the banquet arrived here, it was no longer possible to continue. The two red-haired old men smiled and turned away from the Chamber of Deputies. And just as they were about to leave, a cold voice rang in the hall.
"Don't think about it! Our Qingyun School will never give in to you!"
Everyone in the hall was shocked. Immediately, the eyes followed the sound. I saw that among the many disciples, Luo Yang’s figure stood firm. The sentence just now was from his mouth!
The elder, who was surnamed He, saw a faint disdain on his face. He said to Yue Wenbai, "You are better to discipline your disciples first. We will not accept disciples who do not know how to ritual."
"Old guy, are you jealous? Our Qingyun faction will not be integrated with your Akasaka pie, you still die early!"
Not waiting for Yue Wenbai to speak, Luo Yang said quietly, and did not put the old man and the Akasaka faction in his eyes.
"The arrogant junior, the old man will teach you good lessons for the elders of Yue today!"
He Chang's face instantly cooled down, and the infuriating body suddenly trembled. A sharp sword that was condensed in the air quickly vanished away. The goal was directed at Luo Yang, who only refining the body!
"Still!"
Yue Wenbai's face suddenly changed, and his anger shouted. The body was like a string of broken strings. In front of Luo Yang, a blue tiger loomed and smothered the sword.
On the face of He Changlao, there was a mocking look. The body disappeared in the same place, and the next moment appeared in front of Yue Wenbai. He said with disdain, "Yue Chang, your strength is really going back and going!"
"boom!"
A palm print was instantly shot on Yue Wenbai's body, and suddenly Yue Wenbai's body flew out a few feet away, and a blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Great elder!"
Many elders quickly helped Yue Wenbai to get up. Seeing that Yue Wenbai had lost the ability to fight again, he could not help but be shocked. His face showed a flustered look.
"One hit! Defeat the elders with just one hit!"
"The great elders have the strength of a spiritual platform, and they have not even been able to take a hit!"
Seeing the incredible look of the Qingyun faction, the elders of the surname Ho passed a smug look and did not continue to take the shot. Instead, they turned and walked outside the hall with another old man, while not forgetting to smile. You only have three days!"
"Old things, you stand for me!"
An angry voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and the smile on the face of the elder's elders instantly solidified, and looked coldly at Luoyang. The cold voice: "Small beast, you can't blame the old man for your own death!"
"Old things, whoever is dead is not necessarily awkward!"
Luo Yang slowly raised his head, his eyes chillingly looking at the elders of the surname who appeared on the face, a pair of bright eyes, instantly turned into a red-red pupil!