Chapter 298 Alchemy!
In the ruined temple.
The cold wind howled and everything was in ruins.
There was still a bonfire on the ground, filled with pungent blood.
Three figures appeared here, looking at the two corpses on the ground, one black and one white, with pale faces and clenched fists.
Hand and white evil spirits are dead?
Princess Mingyu escaped?
They are just half a step late!
Such a change actually happened!
who is it?
Who killed the black and white evil spirits and rescued Princess Mingyu?
"Both the black and white evil spirits were killed with one blow. The black evil spirit had his head cut off with a sword, and the white evil spirit had his internal organs shattered with a sword. No injuries could be seen on either of them. This shows that the person who did it showed how powerful they were. It’s extremely terrifying, and it’s a sure kill if you take action!”
An old voice said.
Even if the other two people were unwilling to accept it, they realized that what the other party said was true.
The opponent can kill the black and white demons so easily, and he can definitely deal with them.
What's more, Princess Mingyu and Duan Qingtian are also there.
This mission has failed.
It's useless even if we continue to pursue him.
“I thought I could use the ghost ruins to kill Princess Mingyu here, but now... let’s just leave.”
Another figure sighed.
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far away.
Inside the mountains and forests.
Yang Fang, with his black hair floating around and a tall body, walked all the way into the distance.
Liu Yun Sanxiao was beside him, he was honest and followed every step, following behind him the whole time.
Everyone’s mind is filled with deep awe.
In their hearts, they undoubtedly regard Yang Fang as an unimaginable peak.
“Evil organization···”
Yang Fang said to himself.
You can actually encounter masters from evil organizations in the Qingtian Domain.
The two figures, one black and one white, had an extremely strange aura about them, which was different from any Holy Spirit master. Even if they were deeply hidden, he could see through them directly.
This is a unique aura among evil organizations.
They appeared again?
As expected, they are a group of rats who are afraid of chaos in the world.
“After returning this time, Liu Xianquan should be able to make alchemy for me normally.”
Even if he doesn’t practice, it’s not up to him.
If a person has concerns, it is equivalent to having a weakness.
The weakness of Liu Xianquan is his son...
In the second half of the night, Yang Fang was still on the road without any breaks.
Even though the three little ones behind him were panting from exhaustion, they did not dare to complain. They gritted their teeth and followed behind them all the way.
A few hours later.
At last it was getting bright.
The three little ones were hungry and tired, and their legs and stomachs were cramping. Just when they were almost unable to bear it any longer, they finally arrived at the Liu Family Villa where Liu Xianquan was staying.
“Mr. Liu, your home is here. After meeting your father, you don’t need to follow me anymore.”
Yang Fang opened his mouth and went directly to knock on the door.
Liu Yun secretly had an idea and said nothing.
“Young Master, Young Master is back.”
The door opened, and the housekeeper and the doorman all looked excited, with tears streaming down their faces, and they quickly rushed toward Liu Yun.
The housekeeper was even more happy and shouted: "Inform the master quickly, the young master is back, the young master is back."
The whole villa was in chaos.
All the servants and maids are busy.
Not long.
Liu Xianquan's old eyes were red, and he appeared in the yard, gnashing his teeth, and his face was ashen, staring at his son. When he saw his son covered in blood, his face was pale, and he had lost a lot of weight, he felt heartbroken and wanted to be angry. He scolded him, but he couldn't scold him no matter what.
“Take the young master down and clean him!”
Liu Xianquan shouted angrily.
“Yes, sir.”
The housekeeper and others quickly walked down with Liu Yun Sanxiao.
Yang Fang was personally invited to the main hall by Liu Xianquan and sat on the throne.
At this moment.
Liu Xianquan looked at Yang Fang again, his eyes filled with deep awe and awe.
This man really has such great means!
“Senior Liu, let’s not talk too much. I think you will never forget your previous promise.”
Yang Fang spoke calmly and looked at Liu Xianquan.
When he entered the villa again, he was already confident.
“Don’t worry, sir, I won’t default on my debt.”
Liu Xianquan said, "Within half a year, I can help you practice whatever elixir you want to practice, but you need to prepare the materials yourself."
He now knows how terrible Yang Fang is, and is afraid that if he doesn't agree to Yang Fang, Yang Fang will take action against his son again.
After all, Yang Fang has truly proven his strength.
“That’s fine, I won’t refine anything else now, I just need Huangji Pill and Ziyuan Pill. As for the materials, I have already prepared them.”
Yang Fang waved his palm.
A large amount of material appeared on the table in front of me.
According to the formula, at least 60 Huangji Pills and 20 Ziyuan Pills can be refined.
This is only the first batch.
After this batch is finished, he will continue to collect materials and let the other party refine the second batch.
Anyway, if you don’t use it for half a year, you won’t use it.
Liu Xianquan looked at the many materials in front of him in surprise. Even though he was well-informed, he was also shocked by Yang Fang's handwriting.
Besides the royal family, there is probably no one else who can produce so much Huangji Dan material at once.
But the person in front of me doesn’t seem to be a royal family, right?
“Okay, I will do my best to refine it, but if you want to release it all, it will take at least a month. Are you going to release the Huangji Pill first or the Ziyuan Pill first?”
Liu Xianquan asked.
“Huangji Pill! It’s best to help me make twenty pills in the next few days!”
Yang Fang opened his mouth.
With at most twenty Huangji Pills, he can reach the second ladder.
"Can."
Liu Xianquan nodded directly and said: "It should take up to seven days, and you can get 20 out first. You might as well wait seven days before coming back."
“Also good.”
Yang Fang responded.
This is just what he wants, and he doesn't want to sit here and wait anyway.
Because we have to keep an eye on the divine seed at the six-door headquarters.
Next, Yang Fang didn’t stay any longer, got up and left directly.
Liu Xianquan sent him off in person.
Just when he walked to the yard, Liu Yun's figure suddenly ran over again and shouted quickly: "Dad, I want to become my disciple, I want to become my disciple with this senior!"
his body blocked directly in front of the gate.
Yang Fang frowned and stopped.
Liu Xianquan's face changed slightly, and then he said angrily: "It's nonsense, why don't you retreat!"
"Dad, I'm serious. I want to become my teacher. As long as you can accept me, I'll do anything."
Liu Yun continued to speak, then looked at Yang Fang, knelt down directly towards Yang Fang, kowtowed, and said: "Senior, please accept me as your disciple, I am serious."
Yang Fang swept his sleeves and robe, and immediately swept up the opponent's body. He turned to look at Liu Xianquan with a cold gaze and said: "Senior Liu, it seems that you didn't have this condition before, right?"
Liu Xianquan was so angry that his face was livid, and he felt extremely embarrassed.
This traitor!
It really doesn’t make me worry at all!
Running out to become a disciple at such a moment?
“Brother Xiao, don’t be offended. I’m a treacherous son who is ignorant and has offended Brother Xiao. I am willing to apologize on your behalf. I have a [Xuanming Pill] to increase your spirit. I am willing to give it to Brother Xiao. I hope you don’t mind!”
Liu Xianquan quickly took out a pill packed in a small jade box from his sleeve, endured the pain, and gave it to Yang Fang.
Yang Fang glanced at it and took it directly in his hand without any politeness.
Growth spirit?
It just works for him!
"Dad, I don't care, I just want to become a disciple. I don't recognize anyone except this senior."
Liu Yun fell to his knees again with a plop and screamed stubbornly.
"you···"
Liu Xianquan's face became increasingly ugly, and then he looked at Yang Fang, his face turned red, and said: "Brother Xiao, I wonder if you are willing to accept a disciple. Don't worry, we can discuss the terms..."
Yang Fang shook his head slightly and said: "It's okay to learn my martial arts, but forget about the fate of master and apprentice. I never accept disciples easily!"
Accepting a disciple is equivalent to having concerns, so you must not accept a disciple at the moment.
But if the other person just wants to learn martial arts, then he can teach it himself.
“Only teach skills but don’t accept disciples?”
Liu Xianquan’s face changed slightly, and he immediately understood the meaning of Yang Fang’s words.
Are you just trying to take advantage and not want to take responsibility?
“Dad, it’s okay to pass on the skills. As long as I can learn the martial arts from this senior, any conditions are acceptable.”
Liu Yun spoke quickly.
“The traitor!”
Liu Xianquan cursed again, but he still couldn't resist his son. He looked at Yang Fang and said awkwardly: "Okay, brother Xiao, it's fine if you just pass on the skills!"
He gnashed his teeth with hatred in his heart and wished he could kill his traitor.
Does their family have too many martial arts skills?
There are all kinds of them, what type is missing?
Hunti Zi must learn from others!
What a real Qisha old man!
“Okay, you can go find me in Huailong Alley in the city these days. I live at No. 69 Huailong Alley.”
Yang Fang responded, took steps, and left the place.
With this favor, Liu Xianquan still wants to refine elixirs for himself half a year later.
so!
Overall, it is a sure profit but no loss.
“The treasonous son! The treasonous son!”
After Yang Fang left, Liu Xianquan started to curse angrily.
This little beast sold himself out so easily!
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The fallen leaves are falling.
The weather is colder.
Since Yang Fang returned from Liujia Villa, he once again fell into seclusion. He practiced hard every day without leaving home, and his strength continued to improve steadily.
As for the Xuanming Pill that Liu Xianquan gave him, he swallowed it after he came back.
This elixir is extremely effective.
After being completely refined, his [Taiyi Soul Art] reached the peak of the first heaven in one fell swoop, and the power of his soul surged by about one-third compared to before.
This made him secretly speechless.
After he carefully explored the prescription and other effects of this elixir, he couldn't help but give up again.
Not to mention that the materials for refining this elixir are extremely scarce, the drug resistance of this elixir alone is a problem.
Generally speaking, the soul power increases the fastest only when you take the first pill.
Taking it again later will not have such a significant effect.
After all, the power of the soul is different from others, and it is difficult to nourish it as much as the physical body.
So Yang Fang could only continue to practice step by step.
"But if we calculate the time, it should be seven or eight days before the return day."
Yang Xingxin said to himself calmly.
The sky is full of stars, and the full moon hangs high.
In the yard.
Yang Fang had just finished practicing when he suddenly frowned and felt something. He jumped up and landed on the roof, looking directly towards the darkness in the distance.
Late at night, the imperial city was not peaceful.
Several figures in a row shuttled back and forth quickly, and the afterimages were hazy and difficult to see clearly, appearing and disappearing in the darkness in the distance.
“In the past few days, the number of masters in the imperial city seems to be increasing.”
Yang Fang thought.
Could it be that the news about the divine seed was leaked?
Or are these people here for other things?
Since returning to his residence four days ago, the atmosphere in the imperial city seems to have become a little strange.
You can see strange masters doing activities every night.
The weakest one is in the second level of super level, and the strong one is already a Holy Spirit level master.
The entire imperial city gives people a feeling of undercurrent.
Yang Fang observed for a moment, shook his head slightly, and was about to jump off the roof again.
But at this moment, his face was startled, and he suddenly turned back and looked towards the landlord Wang Quan.
I could only hear the clanging sound from Wang Quan, accompanied by bursts of angry shouts and roaring sounds of palms. It was obvious that he was fighting with someone again.
He was actually visited again by someone seeking revenge?
“This landlord doesn’t seem to be a simple person. How come he has so many enemies?”
Yang Fang was surprised.
After a while, he still ignored it, fell from the roof, and entered the room.
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In the yard a few hundred meters away from him.
Wang Quan gritted his teeth and opened his eyes angrily. He held a long black knife and used the [Nujiang Sword Technique] to its fullest. It whirred and the afterimages continued like a black tide, quickly crushing the three opponents in front of him. go.
The three opponents who were suppressed at once fell back and blocked quickly.
However, it can be seen that Wang Quan has reached the end of his strength, his face is pale, his body is sweating, and the injuries left in the early years are constantly backfired, and defeat is only a matter of time.
"Luoluo, run away quickly, run to the six doors!"
Wang Quan suddenly turned around and shouted angrily.
In the room, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy was shivering and panicking, but he also knew what to do and quickly ran away from the door while his father was fighting.
“Little thing, where are you going?”
One of them shouted angrily and rushed towards the young man.
"You who are able to challenge my royal authority will bring harm to your family. Don't you even abide by this rule?"
Wang Quan shouted loudly.
"Fart, why can't it bring harm to the family? How can there be so many rules?"
The other two people shouted loudly and took the opportunity to continue patting Wang Quan.
“Help, someone killed someone...”
As soon as the young man went out, he shouted loudly and fled towards the six-door headquarters.
It's just that the person behind him has a high level of cultivation and rushes behind him quickly.
The young man quickly turned around and threw seven or eight poisonous lime bags at him, and then continued to run forward.
Suddenly, the young man looked at a house in front of him and ran away quickly, shouting: "Uncle Xiao, Uncle Xiao, help me!"
He knew that facing a strong enemy behind him, he would definitely not be able to escape to the six gates smoothly. He could only find someone to ask for help first, and then think of a way.
With a bang, the young man broke into the courtyard door, rushed towards the room in front, and shouted in panic: "Uncle Xiao, help me..."
“Little thing, die!”
The person behind him laughed ferociously, and immediately rushed towards him, slapping the young man directly on the back of the head with a heavy palm.
Once shot, the young man will definitely die.
However, just as he exerted his palm power, he suddenly showed panic. He felt as if air was leaking all over his body. He suddenly lost all strength. He fell to the ground and collapsed instantly.
"roll!"
A cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the man's mind.
The man was extremely horrified, and instantly felt that his entire body was enveloped by invisible murderous intent. Everywhere in his body hurt, as if he would turn into a puddle of mud in the next moment.
He was extremely frightened, and he struggled desperately and crawled outside.
But strangely enough, when he turned around and crawled out, the power that had just disappeared in his body began to recover again, as if he was affected by some weird magic, everything was absurd and evil.
“Monster, there is a monster here.”
The man was extremely frightened. After regaining his strength, he ran away quickly and rushed towards the royal residence. He shouted: "Boss, Third, stop fighting, run away!"
The two people in the courtyard suddenly changed their expressions and turned around quickly.
The master of six doors is here?
Without even thinking about it, they quickly abandoned their royal authority and quickly ran away.
Wang Quan was breathing heavily, his whole body was covered in sweat, his face was pale, his body was trembling, and his face looked frightened.
Fortunately, the group of officials from Liumen arrived in time this time.
Otherwise he would have to explain it here.
He quickly struggled to his feet and rushed out of the courtyard.
But when he felt outside the courtyard, his face was startled again.
The streets were empty and dark.
Except for the cold wind, where are the people with six doors?
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Yang Fang’s residence.
Wang Luoluo, who was only eleven years old, looked confused, a little confused, and had no idea what was going on.
What happened to the bad guy just now?
Why did he suddenly fall to the ground and climb out again?
“Uncle Xiao, Uncle Xiao, are you asleep?”
The young man quickly turned around and looked towards Yang Fang's room.
The room where I was listening was completely dark, and there was no sound in response.
“It’s a really good sleep.”
The young man secretly thought, but still bravely walked out of the hospital to watch carefully.
But after realizing that the bad guy was completely gone.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurried towards his home.
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