Archfiend Chapter 771: : One person gets the way

The monks not far from the practice court saw this scene, all kneeling to the ground, saying: "Congratulations to the real person! Congratulations to the real person!"

Although this real person's face is tight.

"Get up." Xu Yangyi smiled and looked at the man opposite: "You too."

"Don't worry, you don't have to use a real army. The former prince, Lin Chaofeng."

"The true man did what he said. You not only fulfilled the agreement on that day, but also did better. From today on, you are the pioneer disciple of my true wolf poison Xu Yangyi. The true man gave you the name, so you changed How about doing Wangchen?"

Forget the dust, forget the previous dust, forget the identity of the other prince in the clubhouse with Zhao Wuye that day. From now on, he is just the pioneering disciple of the real wolf poison.

"The disciple forgets the dust, please follow the orders of the teacher!"

"Okay." Xu Yangyi is in a good mood, his own tradition, is this the beginning of the mountain? Although he hasn't figured out which way he is going. Yangguan Road is still a single-plank bridge.

"Master has nothing to give you, a little gift from the teacher, accept it." With a wave of his hand, a crystal clear jade bottle opened, which was filled with five-colored pill, and the jade plug was pulled out. A strong smell of medicine secretes the heart and spleen. The eyes of all passersby and monks lit up.

Wangchen surprisedly took the jade bottle. Although he didn't know what it was, the strong spiritual energy couldn't be faked. As long as you smell it, you will feel the spiritual power of your whole body rushing upward.

"Master, is this?"

Xu Yangyi smiled and said: "A little gadget."

"Pills?!" At this moment, after all the monks in the Cultivation Court were stunned for a few seconds, an old monk who seemed to be more than a few years old exclaimed and looked at the jade bottle with scorching eyes.

"Pills?" The sentence silenced the audience for a few seconds, and then all raised their heads, even with a frenzy in their eyes.

In the modern history of China, there are only five cases of medicinal medicine. Three of these cases were all sold at sky-high prices, and they were all treasures of the pill family. Only sold out in the family. Otherwise you can't see it at all. And the last two times were related to one person.

Lymphomaniac.

Eighty years ago, I caught a glimpse and won the first prize. The miracle reappeared 50 years ago, but both disappeared suddenly for unknown reasons.

On the first three auctions, only a few pieces were auctioned, and this real person has a large bottle of tentacles, this...

"Meet the real wolf poison!!" "Congratulations on the great advancement of the real person!" "The real person has been in retreat for 50 years, and the supernatural powers! The younger generation is really proud of you!" "Congratulations to the real person, congratulations to the real person!"

Maybe it was the usual practice just now, but this time it was sincere. That's a pill! Two Huaxia Alchemy Dao can erupt, but the deity disappears, this time it won't? Not anymore? Really won't it?

Something is just a hook, which is hidden deep in people's hearts and cannot be seen at ordinary times. Once seen, it is enough to evoke the deepest temptation in the heart.

Forget the dust, quietly looking at his master. In all fairness, the two are very similar, not looks. No, it's not just the looks, that person is the kind of face that seems calm but has wildness enough to make a girl scream. But more importantly, it is temperament.

The kind of cold killing intent, Lin Chaofeng used to be the prince, with a lot of blood on his hands, and the transformation cultivator did not feel that there was any psychological barrier to killing and winning treasure. However, Xu Yangyi once showed off his sharp edge and kept the wildness deep in his heart after several long retreats.

How can I meet a master whose personality is actually similar to my own...

He didn't speak, but he was sincere in his heart. Especially when I saw that all the monks on the scene were afraid to raise their heads. Among them, there were a lot of them in the late stage of foundation building that he couldn't afford now. The Dzogchen monk, he only felt that the master’s back was a big mountain, although it seemed that the two were old It's almost the same, but he can't afford to take the place.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.

"You don't need to be polite." Xu Yangyi waved his hand and wrapped Wangchen's body into a black light rushing towards the headquarters of the practice court.

The crow was silent, and no one dared to speak slowly until ten minutes after he left.

"The old wolf poison ancestor won't leave this time..." An old man looked at the headquarters with hot eyes: "Pill...that's a pill! Just one bottle of it, I thought at the time. Kneel down and kowtow, worship him as a teacher."

"Hehe, come on, do you want to be a teacher? Do you want to be a teacher? Others look at you? The apprentice of the real Jin Dan received it casually?" "The sixth time the pill appears! I just ask God not to let the real wolf poison Something!" "Being a disciple of Real Wolf Poison, no, even Dantong... Oh my God! I can't even think about it!" "It's too extravagant, there is a priceless pill, just a bottle, but just now Don't even dare to scream..."

Countless people’s hearts are scorching, and the pill has long been myths after it was lost. The life and death are bones and bones, and they can be repaired for a long time. As long as you find the corresponding pill, there is nothing. Now others have a bottle at hand, needless to say, in the future this Wangchen will be a hot character! I don't know how many people who want to buy or buy medicines want him to pass the test. I have practiced for hundreds of years, but it is not worth a word of a real person, a bottle of medicine.

Xu Yangyi doesn't care about their thoughts. He had already reached the door of Tianzai Zhenren, but his spiritual consciousness fell on Wangchen.

The spiritual root is the dual spiritual root, and the aptitude is unexpectedly good. Water, soil and spiritual roots complement each other. This is not too important, what is important is that the other party walked along the way calmly, and did not flinch from too many foundation-building cultivators along the way.

As a Jindan disciple, he admires this attitude. If one's own pioneering disciple still needs to be in awe of Zhuji, then don't worry.

"Do you have a magic weapon?"

Wangchen immediately kneeled and stopped respectfully: "No disciples."

The prince Lin Chaofeng would not kneel, but Wangchen would kneel to his master.

"You don't need to be polite in the future. I will see the real Tianzai in a while, and I will pick some small things as the teacher."

Lin Chaofeng's eyes flashed.

The other party said to pick, not to give.

The difference of one word indicates the number problem. He has no idea how long Xu Yangyi has been a robber in the Tower of Babel, but now he is only fortunate that Master is never stingy. Whether it is the inexplicable bottle of treasure in the beginning or the "picking" of magical treasures, it is all about the teacher. Respectful atmosphere.

I found the right master...

He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally his worries were eliminated. One thing he fears most is that Xu Yangyi does not recognize him, and the other is that the master's character is not good. After all, he couldn't see anything in the club last time. Especially... I used to be nothing good.

"Thank you, Master." Xu Yangyi said no, but Wangchen still saluted respectfully and meticulously.

Walking to the Tianzai gate that Tianzai had never opened before, Xu Yangyi handed over: "I have seen seniors."

There was no sound. After a few seconds, an old voice floated out: "The retreat is over?"

"Something happened occasionally." Xu Yangyi smiled.

"Hehe." Tian Zai's laughter came from behind the door: "It's not an occasional gain, nor a small gain. In the later part of a hundred years, you will have a big gain."

Xu Yangyi moved in his heart, holding his hands on his back, and pinching his fingers in a strange trajectory.

Seven star calculations.

The first time I used it, he wanted to calculate the fate of a man born in heaven. It was not a long time. He couldn't do it to deduct the fate of Nascent Soul. However, he felt that it should be possible to deduct the opponent's fate in the Great War.

Between finger strokes, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, the seven magic formulas flashed by, and his heart suddenly brightened. Two seconds later, his eyes looked pensively. To the door.

The road ahead is elusive, and there is nowhere to be seen.

What does this mean?

It means...the heavens can't predict the fate of the real man? Or is there too many variables in the World War? Can't predict the exact result? Or... Not in your own realm?

The other two are okay, if it's the second...the World War is perilous! Even True Monarch Yuan Ying could not predict the result! What about Jindan real person? Isn't it more dangerous?

"Taoist wolf poison, your spiritual consciousness fluctuates suddenly?"

Xu Yangyi's mouth moved slightly, and Tian Zai didn't know that he had already calculated a divination for him. This seven-star magic calculation is really unconscious.

"I remembered something."

The clear voice came out: "When the black light of Tianshou Mountain broke out that day, the real person knew that the friend's retreat was over. There are some things, but I hope that Xu Zhenren will put the overall situation first."

"It just so happens that the true man also has an important thing to tell his seniors." Xu Yangyi opened his mouth first, and narrated the Ming Tombs and the first battle in detail. Tianzai was silent for a moment, and said solemnly; "What the real person said is also related to this. I hope that the Taoist friends can broadcast the Taoism~IndoMTL.com~ and give me advice."

"The true person has lived for too long, I know the terrible alchemy. It can be said that with alchemy, cultivation civilization is complete. It is an indispensable part of the history of cultivation, but unfortunately... forget it, Fellow Daoist Wolf poison, there are now nearly a hundred ascetic universities across the country, all offering pharmacology classes. The real person knows that you are not dead, and a monk like you will never fall halfway. This course will be kept by the real person."

"You only need an online professor. The lingzhi families and pill companies in each province have sent their own capable masters. All China is preparing for you alone. The old man allowed them a 50-year deadline. If you haven’t come out in 50 years, this course will be cancelled. Fortunately... the old man hopes that you will recruit disciples widely. In the last less than a hundred years before the World War, even if you can’t fully improve the global spiritual world, you must let someone practice. Make a low-level pill."

Xu Yangyi nodded, he thought so too, something like pill, what he wants is a big environment. And it was only one hundred and sixty-five years ago, he was in retreat for fifty years, and he was dominated by a few decades earlier, and the time now is less than seventy years!

Seventy years later, countless Star Destroyer Motherships, Holy Land, and Cave Sky will come over the earth to launch the most brutal attack on the earth.

"A week later, the juniors will teach at the first ascetic university, the Imperial City campus, and will be taught face-to-face."

"Goodness." The real man Tianzai let go of the big stone in his heart: "You don't know, in the past few decades, I heard that it was a preparation course for alchemy. The first 20 years were crowded. But as time goes by, you The monks who had gone out before had to join the pill industry, and there were many complaints. At this moment, the number of alchemy classes is very small. Even dozens of universities have proposed to close, and it is difficult to gather the teachers."

Xu Yangyi said lightly: "However, the real man is back."