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14: The Pope is not even worthy to carry his shoesYang Yun shook his head and refused without even thinking.

"Master Bai, Chenxiang's talent generally does not meet my standards for accepting disciples; but don't worry, since you are the master of Potian Sect, I will definitely take care of Bai Chenxiang."

"After refining these two seeds of fire, they can temper soul power at all times, sharpen muscles and bones, and strengthen the body. I will give them to the two hall masters. You can decide how to distribute them."

"Everyone in the Potian Sect must swallow the fire seed, which is good for cultivation. At the same time, when the Potian Sect is first established, I also need some means to stabilize the sect."

Bai He and Niu Gao also heard about it from Yang Wudi.

The sub-fire is the key to Yang Wudi's breakthrough to the Titled Douluo. The fire seed is slightly inferior to the sub-fire; it requires time and soul power.

Later, Yang Yun visited the Min clan and the Yu clan;

while everyone swallowed the fire, they also cleaned out a group of traitors.

The initial form of the Potian Sect has already been formed, and it is only waiting for the Xingluo Empire to select a site and build it; after the Potian Sect moves there, it will be completely formed.

That night.

Yang Wudi came to the hall and said, "Chief, the Potian Sect has been established. Could you please inform the Lizhi Clan?"

Yang Yun thought about it for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Great Elder, the Li Clan is too servile to Tang Hao. I fought with Tang Hao in Soto City. In a few years, Tang Hao and his descendants will enter everyone's field of vision."

"There is no possibility for the Li Clan to join the Potian Sect. Do you understand? You can also explain this to Hall Master Bai and Hall Master Niu."

Yang Wudi sighed and said, "Thank you, Patriarch, for clearing up my doubts."

He glanced at the jar next to the main seat, turned around and left without looking back.

The hall suddenly became quiet. Yang Yun looked at the Blue Silver Emperor in the large vat beside him. He raised his hand and the Fallen Heart Flame appeared.

As the flames penetrated deeper, charred black burn marks appeared on the Blue Silver Emperor's body.

Within a quarter of an hour, Yang Yun had planted a restriction in the Blue Silver Emperor's body that could take his life at any time.

After all, she is the mother of the son of fortune, so she needs to take some precautions.

late at night.

Jianyu Hall sent back information that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's carriage entered the city and settled down.

Accompanying Ning Fengzhi were Gu Douluo and his daughter Ning Rongrong.

Yang Yun estimated that there would be guests coming again tomorrow.

He took out a pen and paper and began to paint on the paper. Between the lines, a miraculous flower appeared on the paper.

Qiluo tulip.

After finishing the painting, a precious herb that was no less precious than the Qiluo tulip appeared in his hand: the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng.

Yang Wudi wanted to use it to refine medicine to maximize its efficacy, but Yang Yun didn't need it; with the Fallen Heart Flame perfectly absorbing its medicinal power, it wouldn't be that troublesome.

Flames appeared in his hands and he refined it into liquid medicine and swallowed it.

The huge soul power instantly filled Yang Yun's meridians throughout his limbs and bones.

The Phoenix Spear Technique was running frantically to refine the medicinal power. The impact of such a magnitude of soul power caused the original level of 86 to soar at this moment.

Eighty-seven, eighty-eight, and eighty-nine

Yang Yunfeng's spear techniques squeezed out the last drop of medicinal power from the medicine, and his soul power level finally broke through the ninety level mark.

The powerful momentum after the breakthrough caused papers to fly everywhere and tables and chairs to shake.

This is the result of Yang Yun's efforts to control the situation.

Even so, Yang Wudi, Bai He, Niu Gao and other first-class Soul Douluos were alarmed and rushed over.

Feeling the fluctuations in the aura in the room, I felt a tremor of fear in my heart.

"Old goat, if I remember correctly, you seemed to be saying that the master kicked you off after absorbing the eighth ring of 100,000 years not long ago, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Wudi responded with a dry throat.

He stared blankly at the room in front of him, repeating in his mind: "Eighteen-year-old Title Douluo. Eighteen-year-old Title Douluo. Eighteen-year-old Title Douluo."

Yang Wudi did not mention to Bai He and Niu Gao that Yang Yun also had a twin martial soul.

If this were to be told to others, these two people would be scared to death.

With such talent, the Pope of the Spirit Hall is not even worthy of carrying the shoes of his own family patriarch.

The three Yang Wulong brothers were already in tears at this time.

The young master has been patient and introverted over the years, and now he has finally soared to fame and no longer needs to hide his strength.

The clan that is destroyed should rise again.

Niu Gao seemed to remember something and laughed, "The youngest Haotian Douluo in the legend was already thirty years old when he was awarded the title. It seems we made the right choice."

"The shame and suffering that the Haotian Sect has brought upon us must be paid back tenfold or a hundredfold to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Bai He's heart was very complicated at this moment.

Because his sister was the wife of Tang Hao's father and the former wife of the leader of the Haotian Sect; the Min family was also ruthlessly abandoned without a single word left.

Speaking of hatred, the hatred in Bai He's heart is no less than that of the other three sects; it may even be greater.

The more miserable the Min clan has been over the years, the deeper the hatred in Bai He's heart has become.

Now everything is fine, the storm is over and the sky is clear; in his opinion, the leader of Potian Sect is much better than Tang Xiao and his ilk.

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At the same time, he was extremely shocked that Yang Yun was so talented.

Being able to break through to the Titled Douluo at the age of eighteen, this aptitude cannot be explained by natural talent.

It can be called a monster.

The other elders were surprised and ecstatic. The stronger Yang Yun became, the stronger the Po Yi clan would become, and the better their lives would be.

At this point, I could no longer hold back and announce it to the entire clan.

Yang Yun walked out of the room and saw everyone gathered at the door looking at his room.

"Congratulations, Sect Master, for breaking through the seal!"

"Congratulations, Master!"

"Congratulations."

Yang Yun nodded slightly and said, "Thank you. This matter cannot be made public. I will announce it to the whole sect after I kill the ninth soul ring."

"yes!"

Everyone dispersed, and Yang Yun returned to his room to practice his skills to consolidate his level, hoping to adapt to the surge in soul power tomorrow.

Back in the room, Ali took out a book on qigong, saying it was a health-preserving method that was very popular in the past.

The corners of Yang Yun's mouth twitched, but he still planned to quickly popularize the Potian Sect as soon as dawn broke.

No matter how common it is, it is still a serious cultivation method, which is much better than improving soul power through meditation or garbage meditation methods.

Seeing that Yang Yun accepted the Qi-nourishing Technique, Ali went to warm the bed excitedly; although she was an energy body, she also needed company.

It was daybreak.

The long convoy arrived in front of the gate of the Poyi Clan. Yang Wuli rubbed his eyes, saw the logo on the carriage clearly, then turned around and rushed back.

"Master, there are many people outside, they are from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

In the room, Yang Yun opened his eyes and opened the door, motioning Yang Wuli to go and entertain them first.

Half an hour later.

Yang Yun entered the hall, where Yang Wudi was chatting and laughing with Bone Douluo; Ning Fengzhi responded with a smile from time to time.

A very harmonious atmosphere.

Sit down and look up.

"The leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is here in person. Please forgive me for not coming to greet you in person." Yang Yun said.

Ning Fengzhi put down the teacup in his hand and smiled, "Master Yang, you are too polite. It was Fengzhi who came to visit too early. I have disturbed Master Yang's sweet dream, and I want to say sorry to you."

When Yang Wudi and Gu Douluo saw Yang Yun coming, they both shut their mouths tacitly.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing behind Ning Fengzhi, looked at Yang Yun, who was sitting on the main seat, with some curiosity. Is this the Yang Yun that Zhu Zhuqing mentioned?

He is quite handsome, and his aura is so strong that he can be compared with his father.

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