Three Hundred and Eighty-Nine Yu Huang Who Came to Help the Poor

Chapter 389

Yin Fu looked at Yu Huang suspiciously and harshly. Without waiting for Yu Huang to explain, she speculated on her own and said, "You are the young lady of the Sheng clan, but you came to the tomb of the saints of the Yin clan to wander around. I said Young Madam of the Sheng Clan, you are not delusional to obtain the inheritance of my Yin Clan, are you?"

Yin Fu was amused by her conjecture, and she sneered at Yu Huang: "Young Madam is indeed talented and a recognized genius for comprehension, but the inheritance of this thing is about blood. Only the blood of my Yin family can get the Yin family's blood." Inheritance, is your young lady of the Sheng clan coming here with too much appetite?"

"Do you really think that you are a genius, that all the good things in the world should belong to you?"

Hearing these remarks, Yu Huang rolled her eyes directly.

Where did this idiot come from.

How did an old fox like Yin Mingchong give birth to such a silly and sweet boy?

"Yin Fu, don't be rude!" Seeing Yin Fu's harsh words, Yin Rong also had an angry look on his face.

She has a good relationship with Yuhuang, and naturally understands Yuhuang's character. There are probably other reasons for Yuhuang to appear here.

Yin Rong asked Yu Huang: "Junior Yu Huang, did you make a mistake during the teleportation in Shengrentan, and sent you here by mistake?"

Yu Huang's attitude towards Yin Rong is much better than Yin Fu's. Hearing Yin Rong's question, Yu Huang nodded hurriedly and said, "I don't know what's going on. I was talking to Sheng Xiao when I was suddenly teleported here. How far is it from here to the tomb of the saints of the Sheng clan?"

Yin Rong told her: "The tomb of the saints is vast, and the tombs of the saints of the Yin clan are far away from the tombs of the saints of the Sheng clan. The Yin clan is to the northwest of the tombs of the saints, while the tomb of the saints of the Sheng clan is to the northeast."

Yin Rong pointed to where the Sheng family was, and she said, "It will take about a whole day to drive there without stopping."

Speaking of this, Yin Rong glanced at Yin Fu again, and said with some displeasure: "The saint's tomb has just been opened for less than ten minutes. It is impossible for Yuhuang Xuemei to come here from the Sheng clan's saint's tomb. She will appear in the Here, there must be an error in the transmission. Yin Fu, don't be aggressive."

Yin Fu had just heard Yin Rong's analysis, and knew that she had wronged Yu Huang. But she was used to being arrogant and domineering, so how could she be willing to admit her mistakes?

Yin Fu stomped her feet unconvinced, and instead accused Yin Rong: "Yin Rong,

You are taking sides with her again! "

Yin Fu herself is narrow-minded, so she is used to looking at things with the narrowest perspective.

She said: "The transmission platform of Saint Lake is transmitted according to the blood relationship and the clan emblems on the respective clan uniforms. For thousands of years, there has never been a phenomenon of transmission errors."

After all, Yin Fu looked Yu Huang up and down, she smiled sarcastically, and said: "Look, Yu Huang is wearing the uniform of the Sheng clan, and it has the clan emblem! She is the young lady of the Sheng clan. Madame, but was teleported to the territory of my Yin clan, could it be that the ancestors of her Sheng clan didn't recognize her as a young lady at all?"

Seeing that Yin Fu still refused to let go, Yin Rong's pretty face suddenly became gloomy, and she reprimanded in a low voice: "Yin Fu, stop talking! Remember your identity, remember your father's identity!"

Yin Fu was scolded by Yin Rong, and then she belatedly remembered her identity.

Yin Fu snorted coldly, but stopped talking, and just stared at Yu Huang with malicious eyes.

Yuhuang actually laughed, and when she laughed, Danfeng's eyes narrowed.

Yin Rong felt that Yu Huang's smile was a bit malicious, she raised her eyebrows, and was about to ask Yu Huang what she was laughing at, when she heard Yu Huang say: "My Sheng family has too many powerful young people, one more is not more, and one less is not." There are not many. The ancestors may have seen that your Yin clan has few talents, so they sent me to the Yin clan. What is this called?"

Yu Huang folded her arms and pretended to ponder, then snapped her fingers, and suddenly realized: "This is called one-to-one targeted poverty alleviation!"

Yuhuang's theory of poverty alleviation has angered the core disciples of the Yin family.

Even Yin Rong fell silent.

As Yin Rong is the number one genius of the Yin clan, she should stand up and say something fair for the Yin clan at this time, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't know where to refute.

why?

Because everything Yuhuang said is the fucking truth!

The Sheng Clan not only has Sheng Xiao, but Sheng Lingfeng also has three equally talented disciples under the name of Sheng Lingfeng. These three are also top 50 masters in the master list of God's Domain Academy.

As for their Yin clan, Yin Rong squeezed into the top 50 alone.

Sheng clan is the head of the hundred great families in the cultivation world, and its disciples are indeed the strongest. This is an indisputable fact.

Yin Rong gave Yu Huang a pleading look, and said in a low voice, "Sister Yu Huang, you are the young lady of the Sheng clan, so pay attention to your image when you speak."

Yu Huang glanced at Yin Fu, and saw that Yin Fu was so angry that her face was darkened, but she didn't dare to disobey Yin Rong's order, and had to hold back, she immediately felt relieved.

She smiled and said, "As long as Miss Yin Fu always remembers her identity, then I, Yu Huang, always remember my identity."

"Otherwise." She pursed her red lips slightly, and said domineeringly: "Then we can only put aside our faces and use our own abilities to scold the street as shrews."

Yin Rong cast a condemning look at Yin Fu.

Yin Fu bit her lip, but stopped talking.

Yin Rong looked back at the brothers and sisters in the clan, and she said: "The tomb of the saints of the Yin clan has been opened, everyone follows me into the tomb, after entering the tomb, everyone should pay attention to safety, and go to find a place with strong spiritual power to retreat and practice on your own."

"Two months later, we will meet here and leave together."

"Yes! Big sister!"

Yin Rong led 29 younger brothers and sisters into the tomb of the saint of the Yin clan. When they walked in from the stone door of the tomb of the saint with their heads held high, the stone door lit up with a light.

It was as if a sleeping soul had opened its eyes, and was looking at these young people with consideration.

After successfully entering the saint's tomb, Yin Rong suddenly turned around and shouted at Yu Huang: "Sister Yu Huang."

Yu Huang turned her head to look at Yin Rong behind the stone gate.

Yin Rong had a gentle smile, and her eyes were as clean and bright as stars.

Yuhuang thought of her purpose of entering the saint's tomb, and looked at Yin Rong's smile, feeling a little guilty. "Sister Yin Rong. What's the matter?"

Yin Rong suddenly threw a sachet at her.

Yu Huang stretched out her hand to hold the sachet, and heard Yin Rong say: "There is a space bomb in the sachet. You set the address and crush the space bomb. It can teleport you to your destination in the shortest time."

After finishing speaking, Yin Rong smiled and nodded to her, then turned and walked into the depths of the saint's tomb.

Holding the sachet, Yuhuang stared at Yin Rongyuan's beautiful figure, feeling more guilty in her heart.

She put away the sachet and took out her mobile phone, but found that there was no wireless signal in the saint's tomb.

"Scrap iron!"

Throwing this useless piece of scrap iron into the interspatial ring, Yuhuang released her spiritual power, which turned into a loving heart in front of her.

Yu Huang said to that heart: "Brother Xiao, I am in the tomb of the saints of the Yin family, so don't worry about me. Two months later, we will see you at the saint's lake. I love you." After a pause, she added: " Yangyang, come on."

After finishing speaking, she gently pushed the heart towards the void, and the heart immediately turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

An hour later, the red line on Sheng Xiao's ring finger suddenly moved.

He looked in the direction where the red line fell, and found that there was a spiritual power attached to the marriage knot. Sheng Xiao captured that spiritual power, and then spread out his palm, and there was a fiery red heart in front of him.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples of the Sheng clan stopped their progress and made fun of Sheng Xiao with ambiguous eyes.

"Young master, is it the love letter written by the young lady to you?"

Spiritual power transmission, isn't it a love letter?

Sheng Yang also looked up at his brother, thinking sourly: Why didn't sister-in-law send a letter to him?

Sheng Xiao's ears turned red from their teasing. He glanced at everyone, and they all lowered their heads, looking carefully at the grass and microorganisms under their feet.

But their ears were pricked up.

Sheng Xiao tapped the heart with his fingers, and then he heard Yu Huang's voice: [Brother Xiao, I'm in the tomb of the saints of the Yin clan, so don't worry about me. Two months later, we will see you in Saints Lake, love you. 】

After hearing the young lady's words clearly, all the disciples raised their heads and winked at Sheng Xiao and laughed, and exaggeratedly shouted: "Wow, I love you, young master!"

Sheng Xiao was blushed by their fuss, and at this moment, Yu Huang's voice sounded again: 【Yang Yang, come on. 】

Seeing that his sister-in-law hadn't forgotten him, Sheng Yang immediately beamed with joy.

Holding her saber in both hands, she raised her face and said to Sheng Xiao: "Brother, be careful if your ancestor loves me or not, pass it on to me."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiao said very firmly: "The ancestor doesn't like you."

"cut!"

Sheng Yang turned his head and walked away. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and asked, "However, how could my sister-in-law be transported to the tomb of a saint of the Yin clan?"

The other disciples also showed puzzled expressions.

Sheng Xiao's elder brother, Sheng Lingfeng's first disciple Sheng Zhou said: "The teleportation platform distinguishes our identities according to the clan emblem and bloodline. The young lady is wearing the clan uniform of my Sheng clan. Go to the tomb of the clan saint."

Sheng Zhou couldn't figure it out, so he frowned tightly and asked Sheng Xiao, "Young Master, what do you think is going on?"

Of course Sheng Xiao knew what was going on, but if it was revealed in secret, it would be meaningless.

The corners of Sheng Xiao's lips rose, evoking a mysterious smile, and he said, "You will know in two months."

Holding the dragon sword, Sheng Xiao looked up at the stone gate of the tomb of the saints of the Sheng clan in front of him, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Let's go everyone."

"good!"

In the sage's tomb, there are only 10 skeletons of senior emperors buried in total, and among them, the Yin clan occupied two skeletons. However, there are nearly 50 families participating in the experience of the saint's tomb.

The only ones who can really enter the saint's tomb to retreat and practice are the nine families that buried the bones of the emperor's teacher. As for the disciples of other families, they can only use the spiritual power of these nine families as dependent on the family.

As one of the top 100 cultivation families of the Sheng family, there are naturally many dependent families under their name. After the disciples of these families enter the saint's tomb, they will enter the Sheng clan's saint's tomb for retreat and practice with the pass card in hand.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

*

Outside the saint's tomb, the entrance to the saint's pool has been closed again.

All the disciples had already entered the saint's tomb, and only the elders and patriarchs sent by these families remained in the Shengrentan Hotel in Shenyu River.

After sending off the disciples in the clan, the group of old guys got together to chat. Someone set up a poker game and played cards while smoking. Someone set up a tea bureau and chatted while drinking tea.

Sheng Lingfeng was sitting in the teahouse, with Yin Mingchong, Jia Luoxiangfo, and Mo Yunyan, the head of the Mo tribe, at the same table as him.

They sat in an independent box, and a soundproof wall was added to the outside of the box, so that the noise outside and the private conversation inside would not interfere with each other.

Mo Yunyan took a sip of the fine Longjing tea. Holding the moon-white porcelain cup in his hand, he couldn't help sighing: "I hope someone will succeed in getting the inheritance this time. According to the prophecy of the Great Master, our mainland is about to welcome It’s a life-and-death crisis, if you successfully survive this catastrophe, it’s fine, if you fail to survive, it’s hard to say whether the saint’s tomb will have a chance to be opened in the future.”

This topic is too heavy, and no one answered Mo Yunyan's words for a while.

Jia Luo touched his round belly to the Buddha, and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't be discouraged. Now that our strength in the cultivation world has greatly increased, the odds of winning have also increased."

He is obliquely flattering his family's ancestors.

Yin Mingchong said with a non-smiling smile: "That's right, Mr. Jia Luo has broken through the cultivation of Emperor Zun, and Patriarch Sheng has also broken through the cultivation of Emperor Master. Originally, there were only three Emperor Masters in our Holy Spirit Continent, but now there are five. It has indeed increased the chances of winning a lot.”