Chapter 901 Your name is the same as a big man


    "My name is Yunmengmeng." Yunmengmeng said, feeling that Lu Yang''s reaction was a little strange when he heard his name, as if he had heard it somewhere.


    Is it really called Yunmengmeng?


    Isn’t that the pseudonym used by the senior sister when she pretended to be the leader of the Tianting Sect?


    Lu Yang looked at Miss Yun carefully and thought to himself that the name of your girl is interesting, which coincides with the pseudonym of the eldest sister.


    "Do you know me?" Yun Mengmeng asked hesitantly, always feeling that Lu Yang looked up and down at him and didn''t look like a good person.


    "I don''t know you, but I have heard of this name. I have the same name as a big man. If you use this name when you go out, it is very likely that you will cause some misunderstanding."


    "What big shot?" Yun Mengmengxin said that her name is so popular, and she is still the same as the big shot.


    Naturally, Lu Yang cannot say that you are the same as our leader’s pseudonym. His current identity is to be a disciple of the Taoist Sect, and he is not the young leader of the Tianting Sect.


    "At this point of time, there should be stories." Lu Yang mobilized his five senses, listened to the sounds around him, and found the nearby storytelling teahouse from the noisy sounds.


    This street is a hot pot street, next door is a snack street, antique street, etc. There are many teahouses in this kind of place.


    "Let''s go, I''ll take you to listen to storytelling, and you''ll know."


    The two of them came to a teahouse in a twists and turns to Luyang, and ordered a pot of the best tea and a table of snacks. Please listen to the storytelling in Yunmengmeng.


    “…But in the battle of Hanshui City, the two ancient supreme emperors took dreams as their way, pulled millions of people in Hanshui City into their dreams, and launched a battle that could be regarded as a fate to seize the world.”


    "...But no one expected that someone could enter the dream world constructed by these two supremes. The man was strolling in the dream world and completely ignored the two supremes!"


    "But I saw the two supreme emperors who saw that man, as if they were facing a great enemy, covered their foreheads with cold sweat, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?!"


    "That man just glanced at the two supreme masters, and the two supreme masters were like falling from an ice cave, like the people who transformed from outside saw the sky."


    "The man introduced himself in an eternal tone, "The leader of the Heavenly Court, Yunmeng Meng''"


    The sound of breathing sounds one after another. This is not the first time that the tea lovers have heard this passage, but when they hear the leader of the Heavenly Court sect Yun Mengmeng appear again, they can still feel the domineering spirit of the eternal years from just a few words.


    "…Let''s talk about the Battle of the East China Sea, an immortal walked out of the gray fog, showing the great power of heaven and earth in every move, and trying to kill the ancient ancestor of the dragon clan, one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court."


    "At this moment, the leader of the Tianting Sect appeared. The first immortal battle has begun since ancient times. Two immortals fought and the entire world of immortal cultivation has perception..."


    “…I don’t know how many rounds of battle, the female fairy who walked out of the gray fog was defeated, Master Yun took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the two disappeared between heaven and earth…”


    Lu Yang gave the last piece of snack on the plate to Yun Mengmeng: "That''s the case, I''m the same name as the leader of the Tianting Sect."


    Yunmengmeng was so obsessed with the audition. Everyone called Yunmengmeng. Why are they so powerful and they are so bad?


    Lu Yang sighed: "I guess when your family gave you a name, they didn''t expect you to be able to rename the ancient heroes."


    "Okay, OK, these are all trivial matters. I will follow you to the sword building. When the matter is over, I will take you to join my good sister."


    “Good sisters?”


    Lu Yangxin said that I knew that this young lady could not run away from home so stupidly, and she would definitely have a place to stay.


    Lu Yang saw that Yunmeng Meng had the strength of the Golden Elixir Stage, and it was not entirely a vase, and her cultivation talent was still quite impressive.


    Now that he has been promoted to the early stage of God Transformation, few monks can hide their cultivation and hide their skills beyond his eyes, unless the other party is a monk in the fusion stage.


    But when a monk in the fusion period goes out, he doesn’t even bring any money, and he can eat and drink freely.


    "Well, my good sister is amazing, she is very good at fighting, but she is very low-key. There are not many people who know that she is amazing. If she gives you a few words, she will benefit you endlessly." Speaking of her good sister, Yun Mengmeng revealed a proud expression.


    "Extremely capable of fighting?"


    "That''s not, she is the most powerful one in our place, and no one can beat her."


    Lu Yang didn’t take Yun Mengmeng’s words to heart. No matter how powerful your good sister is, how powerful can you be as powerful as your senior sister?


    Not to mention the senior sister, it would be great if your good sister is better than me.


    Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng ate and drank all the way, and slowly came to the sword tower.


    "Didn''t your family give you food before?" Lu Yang looked at Yunmengmeng with a strange look. Yunmengmeng was still holding a skewer of grilled potato noodles, which he bought from the barbecue restaurant again.


    "Of course there are things to eat, and the taste is also good, like peaches, but if you eat too much, you will always feel a little bit greasy, and the taste is also very light, which is not as good as here."


    Lu Yangxin said that if you want to eat something with a strong taste, then even if you come to Shuzhou, and if you think the taste here is light, then I can only ask the immortal to cook for you.


    Lu Yang saw a huge fairy sword towering into the clouds in a trance, stuck to the ground, with the hilt blocked by the clouds and looming.


    After a closer look, I realized that it was not a huge fairy sword, but a wooden building with a sword-shaped shape.


    It is the sword tower.


    Many sword cultivators walked towards the sword tower, and sword cultivators who were rare in daily life gathered here.


    Here, Lu Yang saw the great sword cultivator who was dressed like snow in white and carrying a spiritual sword on his back, and the Buddhist disciples holding Buddhist beads, with a sword on his waist, and various transformed and not completely transformed monsters also came here.


    Swords are not exclusive weapons for human races, and many demon races also like to use swords as weapons.


    In addition to the Demon Realm, East China Sea and Buddhist Sword Cultivator, Lu Yang also met monks from the extreme north.


    The extreme north is cold and the land is sparsely populated, and there is not even a large force like Penglai Island. The monks there are generally casual cultivators, or rely on simple master-disciple inheritance.


    Many sword cultivators like to go to the cold extreme north to hone their swordsmanship, hoping that their swordsmanship will go to a higher level.


    The sword cultivator from the extreme north is naturally the strongest among the sword cultivators.


    Lu Yang walked around the sword tower for a half circle and soon found the destination of the trip - Jianshu.


    Various swords in the sword shop are hung on the walls, with long swords, short swords, wide swords, narrow swords... there are a wide range of them.


    Those who can hang here are all the best swords, and even disciples in the Sword Tower have to buy them from here.


    But it still couldn''t catch Lu Yang''s eyes.


    “The quality is not good.”


    The sword he wants must at least be able to withstand the force of the fusion stage. How could the sword hanging outside the sword shop have this quality?


    "Who said that the sword in our sword shop is not good?" An unhappy voice came from the sword shop. A young man lifted the curtain and walked out, holding a big hammer in his hand.


    The young man was stunned when he saw Lu Yang.


    Lu Yang also recognized the young man.


    “Senior Brother Lu Yang!”


    “Mingtai Junior Brother.”


    It is the true disciple of Jianlou, the Supreme Sword Spirit of Jianlou, Mingtai.


    (This chapter ends)