Fang Hong's hoarse and weak voice echoed in the room. All the people in Liuyan Pavilion were overjoyed, while the other Dan masters were embarrassed.
In the realm of Dan, the way of Dan is respected.
Just now, in order to please Tang Chen, they satirized Xiao Yang in every way. However, the reality made them understand that Xiao Yang's Alchemy had left them far behind.
"Mr. Fang, excuse me."
Will Lian Yang Jing put down, Tang Chen a wry smile, immediately toward Xiao Yang arched hand, turned to leave the room.
Although Xiao Yang lost face, but a poison pill, he is convinced, this self-restraint, he still has.
Only Cao Qing, before going out, cut Xiao Yang hard.
For poison Dan, she did not understand, but in her heart, Xiao Yang obviously became a mortal enemy.
The Dan master in the room walked out one after another, but the expression on each person's face was different.
Originally in their expectation, the non-existent poison pill appeared in front of their eyes, which made them have to re-examine their understanding of pills.
"Cough."
With the help of Fang Bo, Fang Hong sat up slowly, coughed and pointed to Lian Yang Jing.
Although he was in a coma, he knew exactly what happened in the room. If it wasn't for Xiao Yang, he would have died sooner or later.
"Little brother, I offended you before."
Han Shuyi looks ashamed when he holds Lian Yang Jing.
Previously, he accused Fang Qi of making friends carelessly, but now the latter's complacent eyes make him speechless.
"It's just that we don't need to be paid." Xiao Yang shook his head.
Although refining Yang essence is of great benefit to him, he is not Tang Chen who has no friendship with Liuyan Pavilion. It doesn't matter whether he is paid or not.
"Cough."
Coughing, Fang Hong pointed to Lian Yang Jing again.
"My grandfather is stubborn. If you don't accept it, he won't give up. Besides, Lianyang essence is useless in Liuyan Pavilion. Sooner or later, he will give it away." Fang Qilian was busy.
It's better to give it to Xiao Yang than to the Dan master you don't know.
"Then I won't refuse." Xiaoyang smile, also no affectation, wave will Lian Yang Jing income empty stone.
"The two kinds of flames of Xiaoyou just now are shengyangyan and shenglingyan." Fang Hong's old face, pulled up a smile, said.
"That's right." Xiao Yang nodded slightly.
People around liulige were shocked.
Shengyangyan and shenglingyan are both strange fires between heaven and earth, which are extremely difficult to find. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yang has two kinds of emotions.
"Ha ha, thanks to you, I can last for a few more years." Fang Hong laughed, a trace of dark air rose from his body and disappeared in the sky.
Hearing this, all the people present were deeply moved.
The Liuyan pavilion has not been able to meet the needs of the times. Up to now, Fang Bo is only the seventh level emperor of the spirit. When he is promoted to the king of the spirit, I don't know how long it will take. Once Fang Hong falls down, the Liuyan Pavilion will still be destroyed.
"I have a Dan prescription here. As long as I can prepare all the materials, it's not difficult to prolong the life of a strong spirit king for more than ten years." Xiao Yang waved his right hand, and a piece of paper recording the materials fell into Fang Qi's hands.
Seeing this, everyone was overjoyed. Looking at Xiao Yang's eyes, they were deeply grateful.
"I'm going to trouble you. As long as you have a need in the future, just say hello casually. Fang Hong will not let you suffer any damage even if he is fighting for this old bone." Fang Hong said with a smile.
"I'm serious." Xiao Yang sighed to himself.
This is the advantage of Dan master. Ordinary lingpan is not qualified to talk and laugh with Lingwang strongman. His own level often determines what level he can touch.
After another conversation, Xiao Yang, together with Fang Qi and Li Yu, pushes the door and leaves the room.
"Xiao Yang, you are so powerful that you don't even see Uncle Han's expression." Fang Qi was in a high mood, and even his initial honorific title was forgotten.
"I thought it was going to happen this time." Li Yu gave a bitter smile.
It's Tang Chen, the sixth grade alchemy master, on the other side, and Xiao Yang can actually take his medicine. I'm afraid that it won't be long before it will spread to Si Xiaofeng.
Poison pill, this kind of pill with special effect, even in some cases, is like a life-saving straw. Not everyone can refine it.
"Go, follow me to the treasure house of Liuyan Pavilion." Fang Qi squeezed his eyes and looked mysterious.
With a faint smile, Xiao Yang, under the guidance of Fang Qi, wanders in the vast territory of Liuyan Pavilion.
It's the biggest force he's ever entered, except for meteorite peak.
In fact, there is little difference between the medium-sized and large-scale forces in the northern region.
One spirit king can be called a medium-sized power, while two or more can be called a large power.
However, if you want to become a super power, no matter how many spirit kings there are, it will not help.Only those who are strong in spirit can enter the super power.
"Little Lord."
Along the way, many young people greet Fang Qi respectfully and reverently, while the latter nods his head indifferently and gives a hum from time to time.
These are all disciples of Liuyan Pavilion.
However, their overall quality is worse than that of the four small peaks by more than one level.
"I can't see that. You're quite able to pretend." The next Li Yu teased.
"Get rid of it. I'm the leader of the little Pavilion. It's not the four little peaks here. I can't have fun with them." Fang Qi showed his hand innocently.
Xiao Yang shakes his head and smiles.
All the time he kept repeating his cultivation, he almost forgot what normal people's life was like. For such a long time, there were only a few people who could be regarded as friends.
But
Now he is not in that mood.
"Qin Cang."
Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly.
If he does not kill Qin Cang, there is always a thorn in his heart, which is hard to smooth.
What he is doing now is to one day kill the famous Lei butcher in the northern region, cut off his head and bury him at the foot of Taiqing mountain.
After a long time in the treasure house of Liuyan Pavilion, Xiao Yang, together with Fang Qi and Li Yu, left Liuyan pavilion after refining several pills for Fang Hong.
"Xiao Yang, go back to the north peak."
Flying in mid air, a powerful voice suddenly appeared in Xiao Yang's mind.
Xiao Yang's face was slightly strange.
The master of this voice is Qiu Ling.