Goddess Appraiser

When Ye Lang finally decided to leave the treasure house with that bone, he was immediately taken aback by the situation outside.On the contrary, the people outside were also taken aback by Ye Lang.

"Who are you..." Ye Lang looked at the ten burly men in suits outside the door and asked.

"Young Master Ye, you're finally out!" The burly man was stunned for a while, and finally said in unison.

"Eh... are you the bodyguards of the Song family?" Ye Lang scratched his head and asked.

"Back to Young Master Ye, we are the guardians of the Song family's treasury, the Beiyun branch, and we are here to wait for Young Master Ye." The burly man replied in unison again.

Ye Lang was immediately dumbfounded. One burly man was fine, but ten burly men all looked exactly the same, dressed exactly the same, and spoke in exactly the same tone. They were like clones.Ye Lang is really a little confused, what is going on with these guys.

"Master Ye, please don't panic. We are yellow scarf warriors, not human beings, so our behavior is a bit special..." The ten burly men said at the same time, "Master Ye, please come back with us to meet the Patriarch."

Ye Lang was dumbfounded again, the yellow turban wrestlers came out, and the legendary earth-type monster, which was created by the innate breath of soil, was standing in front of Ye Lang alive.Ye Lang couldn't believe that these guys were actually that kind of legendary creatures.

However, since someone was leading the way, Ye Lang was unambiguous, and followed the group of guys and left the treasure house.

In comparison, he had to rely on his feet to get down to the treasure house. On the way back, Ye Lang finally understood why the treasure house didn't have an elevator even though it was underground.

Those ten guys who claimed to be yellow turban warriors actually used their bodies to fuse with the surrounding walls, turning the whole into a continuously rising elevator.The one who took the lead let Ye Lang sit on his body, and then went up to the secret room villa outside the treasure house very smoothly.

"Master Ye, the Patriarch is waiting for you in the secret room, and I will send you here soon." The ten yellow scarf warriors spoke again at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Ye Lang to speak, these guys descended from the hole again in this weird way, returned to the entrance of the treasure house, and guarded the entrance.

Ye Lang lamented how wonderful the Song family's actions were, while slowly leaving the mysterious room leading to the treasure house.

When Ye Lang left that room, a wave suddenly appeared on the wooden door behind him, and then completely disappeared on the wall.Driven by curiosity, Ye Lang touched the wall all over, but in the end, he never found that door again.

"Master, don't look for it," Xia Xiaowei said at this time, "That door is not fixed."

"What do you mean?" Ye Lang asked while nodding his head.

"How should I put it, this is almost the illusion of Qimen and Five Elements. It is a bit similar to the skill of Sister Mirror Flower Witch, but the grade is much lower. However, in this small plane, it should be a very powerful illusion," Xia Xiaowei said. Said, "Also, those few just now are indeed yellow scarf fighters, but the material is not the kind of soil that is available in the heavens, but imitated with some other spiritual soil, although the strength is not as good as the yellow scarf made of soil. Wrestlers are powerful, but also very powerful fighting machines."

"So, this kind of yellow scarf wrestler is a good thing?" Ye Lang touched his chin and said.

"It's more than just a good thing!" Xia Xiaowei quickly replied, "Yellow Turban Warriors are originally spiritual objects, but they haven't developed their wisdom yet. After being made into Yellow Turban Warriors, it is tantamount to helping them achieve human form first. You can practice on your own without enlightening your spiritual wisdom, but if you develop your spiritual wisdom, you will basically be a supreme god-level existence at worst."

"Supreme God? Such an exaggeration? Is the Supreme God so worthless?" Ye Lang pouted and asked.

"It's really not an exaggeration. Generally speaking, if a yellow scarf warrior wants to become wise, it will take at least a million years. This thing is mainly used as cannon fodder. Even if it is stronger, it still exists like a thug. Not to mention a million years, generally speaking, even 100 years cannot pass," Xia Xiaowei explained, "Once this yellow scarf warrior is beaten back to his original form, his hard-working skills will be wasted. It’s just a brand new yellow scarf.”

"But even if this is the case... is it too easy to become the Supreme God directly?" Ye Lang still asked a little unconvinced.

"Actually... the supreme god is just the highest point of the gods in the heavens. Above the supreme god, there are false saints, saints, holy emperors and more powerful existences," Xia Xiaowei said slowly, "such as the king of heaven and the devil, It is an existence stronger than the Holy Emperor... But I heard from Tianwang Shushu that there are not a few people who are stronger than him in this world, but that is a level that I can't reach now, so I can't say it .”

"Okay... But anyway, this yellow turban wrestler is a good thing, right?" Ye Lang curled his lips again, and then started to use his brain, "Weiwei, you said that if we get such a yellow turban wrestler as a Isn't the bodyguard very powerful?"

"Hmm... I agree with Master's idea," Xia Xiaowei immediately became interested when she heard it, "Master's strength is not good right now. If you get one or two yellow scarf wrestlers as bodyguards, maybe it will really have a miraculous effect?"

"Alas... It's a pity that the span of this thing is too big, and it looks too different. Otherwise, it would be really good to get one or two." Ye Lang thought for a while, and then sighed.

"It's not like this!" Xia Xiaowei suddenly laughed, "It may be that there is a problem with the production process of this small plane. In fact, the yellow scarf warrior can be made into any shape, just like a clay figurine, even if it is made into a cat, a dog, a cockroach, etc. Xiaoqiang is fine, it depends on what the master wants!"

"So, you know how to make yellow turban wrestlers?" When Ye Lang heard this, he suddenly became temperamental again.

"Well... I won't..." Xia Xiaowei replied hesitantly, "However, as long as Weiwei knows the production method, Weiwei can create the yellow scarf wrestlers that the master wants according to the master's idea. !"

"Are you sure?" Ye Lang's eyes lit up again, and he quickly confirmed, "Anyway, the old man of the Song family still owes me something, and I can only see two of his auction items. If you can really do it, I will go The stalker made him give this formula to me!"

"Yeah! Weiwei promises, it can definitely be done!" Xia Xiaowei replied confidently.

During the conversation between master and servant, Ye Lang had already left the bottom floor of the secret room villa, and slowly came to the door of the secret room on the second floor.

Unexpectedly, at the door of the secret room, there were several people dressed in strange clothes of different styles standing there.

As soon as these guys saw Ye Lang approaching, evil lights appeared in their eyes, and even a few of them clearly released their killing intent in this place.

When Ye Lang saw the situation, he was stunned at the time, wondering what these guys wanted to do, why did they dare to make trouble outside the secret room of the Song family meeting?

However, although he had some doubts in his heart, his body had already reacted.Although compared to these guys, Ye Lang's strength may still be a little weaker, but he still did not want to be outdone, and released his newly acquired breath of the Nine Dragons Back to Heaven Needle.

A resonant sound of dragon chant resounded through the door of the secret room following the appearance of the nine heavenly evil spirit needles.The group of guys blocking the door were instantly shocked by Ye Lang's move.

Although this group of guys looked vicious, they were actually just young men who followed the master.At best, it means three or even four generations of disciples from various sects.Coming out this time is only to solve the previous matter that Ye Lang and Su Xia joined forces to disown the bosses.

To be precise, this group of guys should be regarded as entourages who accompanied the bigwigs from various sects and came out to see the world.

Originally, although this group of people had already recognized Ye Lang's appearance, they thought that this guy was just a softie.Unexpectedly, once the breath of the Jiulong Huitian needle was released, it instantly suppressed their aura.

"Who dares to play wild in the Song family's secret room!"

At this moment, the door of the secret room opened suddenly, and a thin figure flashed out from behind the door with this powerful voice.

"My name is Ye Lang, old man, who are you?" Ye Lang looked at the guy nonchalantly and asked.

"Old man Tang Sancai," the skinny old man said with dignity unchanged, "So, you are the little guy who poisoned my apprentice Tang San to death?"

"Tsk tsk, Tang Sancai? Old guy, your name is really interesting!" Ye Lang didn't panic, and with a ruffian face, he teased the master of the Tang Sect, "So, that apprentice of yours is indeed I'm pissed off."

"Hehe, okay, okay, as the saying goes, since ancient times, heroes have been born young, and you, Ye Lang, do have some abilities." Tang Sancai sneered three times, and the subject suddenly changed, "However, you left my apprentice in anger, that is If the Tang Sect's reputation is ruined, this old man can't help but take my Tang Sect's reputation at heart!"

Tang Sect's reputation?

When Ye Lang heard this, he knew that this old guy must be deliberately trying to trouble him.

"Hehe, I don't know what you want?" Although Ye Lang was extremely upset in his heart, he still asked with a grumpy expression on his face.

"The old man is a fair person, and I don't want to embarrass you, little baby. It's better like this. You kowtow to Tangmen three times, and this matter is fine. What do you think?" Tang San said with a smile on his face. .

"Oh? Kowtow three times to the Tang Sect? Where is the Tang Sect?" Ye Lang asked neither humble nor overbearing.

"Well, this question is a bit interesting," Tang San said hypocritically, "It is impossible for the Tang Sect to move here alone for you, so let's do this, including me today, there are a total of seven people from the Tang Sect, and you give us one." Knock three times and that's it."

"What if I say no?" Ye Lang's face turned cold, and he asked in a deep voice.

"No?" Tang San suddenly smiled, his withered old face showing an indescribable strangeness, "You have already been hit by my Tang Sect's Cai Die San, and given your strength, it will turn into a monster within half an hour. Die from a pool of pus and blood."