Chapter 395

Treasure Pavilion.

As a result of the Dragon God competition, the treasure pavilion has nearly two-thirds fewer customers, fewer individual customers and more acquaintances. They are all celebrities. The treasure house is now full of jade and jadeite. There are thousands of jadeite raw stones piled up in the warehouse. I didn't know how to operate before. When I stayed in China Airlines Group for a period of time, it's very difficult for such a large China Airlines Group to obtain ten high-grade Jadeites, let alone a pile, but there are several warehouses in the treasure house. With such accumulation, it's definitely a rich man.

Looking at the three small letters in the treasure Pavilion, Yang Ping felt it again. His strength has improved, he understands the sea of spirit, and he has a deeper sensitivity to the external aura. The three small block letters alone are like three dragons flying and breaking the nine days, which can not be achieved without the means of saints.

The more you understand, the more you fear.

Treasure Pavilion is worthy of being feared by all forces. Mrs. Zhu sits in Longcheng and suppresses many evil spirits.

Bamboo forest.

Liu Yu led him into the path. Before leaving, he reminded him, "Madam once said that you are unstable and easy to get possessed. Don't move your mind when you see your wife's strength, otherwise it will trigger the meditation array in the bamboo forest."

Yang Ping was inexplicable, but he took more than a dozen steps. Because of curiosity, he penetrated his spiritual force into the bamboo forest. The quiet bamboo forest trembled fiercely. Green leaves were flying in the air. Each green leaf carried the smell of destruction and rotated overhead.

In his heart, Yang Ping quickly converged his mind, with no sorrow or joy on his face.

Hundreds of steps forward, Yang Ping's mind was washed by the bamboo forest meditation array and calmed down. There was a mysterious force in the bamboo forest that could suppress the ominous force in Dantian, which shocked him greatly.

Aunt Xue, also Mrs. Zhu, met Yang Ping for the first time. At that time, she accompanied Zhu Xi to the treasure Pavilion. She didn't care much, but she was a little nervous when she learned that Mrs. Zhu was a saint.

There is a pool of water under your feet, which looks like a round sky and a round place. The water drops are crystal clear, reflecting the world, just like the soul, which needs to be brushed frequently from time to time, so as not to cause dust.

He stepped out and the scene changed.

The temperature dropped suddenly and frozen for thousands of miles.

Yang Ping was shocked. He knew it was an illusion, but the snow was flying in front of him, just like reality. In one step, the world. This is the saint's means. Mrs. Zhu sets the threshold and wants to test him.

Yang Pingping calmed down and looked for the export of the frozen world.

With the spread of the sea of spirit, Yang Ping touched the origin of the world and found a place to escape in an absolutely cold place. In front of us is the wanzhang cliff. The sky is covered with goose feather like snow. The earth is covered with snow.

Yang Ping takes a deep breath. The way of secret and martial arts focuses on cultivating the mind. Since one step has been taken, there is no turning back.

He took a firm step towards the cliff.

The body suddenly fell, the cold wind was isolated like a knife, and the skin was tingling. However, Yang Ping had no sorrow or joy on his face. He opened and closed his eyes, and the frozen world was fragmented to restore reality. Yang Ping smiled, whispered, and finally passed.

But at the moment when his feet fell to the ground, Yang Ping felt the hot breath, like fire. When he looked down, there was magma under his feet.

His face changed slightly. Yang Ping lost his mind and fell to the ground. He fell into the as like as two peas in the magma, but the burning pain could not be described in words, just like the real touch.

too bad!

When you think he broke the illusion, he fell into the illusion again. The ice powder world is not the end, but the circular world turns one by one. After the ice is cold, there is heat, and after the heat, there are other worlds.

Yang Ping admired the sage's creator like means.

The scene changes again.

When Yang Ping came to the front yard of the bamboo house, the burning feeling dissipated, and a fresh wind blew from the bamboo forest, which was refreshing. Mrs. Zhu stood not far away, smiling at him. Yang Ping was awe inspiring, respectfully saluted and said, "I've seen you, master."

Mrs. Zhu stepped out, as if the stars were changing. The next second she appeared in front of her and said, "please sit down."

Yang Ping sat down honestly and put away all his pride in front of his wife, because Mrs. Zhu is a big mountain and the strongest person he has ever seen.

There is a pot of tea on the bamboo table, braving the elegant fog, like dew falling from the sky, and the aroma lingers in the bamboo forest. Yang Ping stared at the teapot with great excitement. This is not ordinary tea, but Wudao tea. It is the sage who injects supreme power into it through extraordinary means. If ordinary people drink a cup, the sage will open the porch for you.

Yang Ping has heard of it, but has never seen it, because it is very troublesome for saints to make enlightenment tea, but it is likely to hurt the origin and is not cost-effective. Unless they are special close relatives, they must come from future generations, and may take risks.

"This is your thing."

Mrs. Zhu pointed to the teapot and said, "the tea your master asked me to cook for you can suppress the evil in your body and let you get my martial arts experience."

Yang Ping was shocked and showed incredible.

If this pot of tea is as valuable as Mrs. Zhu said, the old man is willing to let Mrs. Zhu refine it. The gift is very heavy. He nodded, did not shirk, and drank it down.

The fragrance of tea overflowed.

After Yang Ping finished drinking, he sat in place, closed his eyes and meditated.

The restless ominous force in the body wants to resist when the tea enters, but there is supreme power in the tea. It is suppressed directly, which oppresses the ominous force in the deepest place, and even seals it directly.

Spring breeze turns into rain, moistening things silently.

Mrs. Zhu's power is very overbearing, like a big mountain falling, intercepting the river and leading to a torrential flood.

Yang Ping takes a deep breath. Next is to understand Mrs. Zhu's martial arts experience.

After the power of tea suppressed the Dantian, it cost only one tenth, and the remaining nine tenths were scattered around the body. When the power in the meridians runs again, it suddenly goes crazy towards the spiritual world.

The spiritual world is suddenly quiet.

Just leave a crystal drop of water, which rotates in the spiritual world. Yang Ping wants to run his mind. Suddenly, he finds that the spiritual world is frozen. An idea and a little thought fall into absolute stillness under the pressure of water droplets.

He was covered with ice.

Mrs. Zhu got up and said faintly, "if you can break the seal, you won't waste a lot of effort. If you can't resist my absolute zero, there will be no Yang Ping from now on. The spokesman your master wants is not peerless and extraordinary, and you can't be competent."

The old man entrusted Mrs. Zhu to offer enlightenment tea, but he didn't let her wash Yang Ping's mind. If he knew, he wouldn't do it. Because now is the real test of Mrs. Zhu. If you want to win the magic eye, you have to surpass everything.

Life and death are relative.

Mrs. Zhu let Yang Ping die and survive.

Click!

Before long, the ice broke into a mist and dissipated in the bamboo forest. Yang Ping exhaled, got up, bowed and said, "thank you, madam."

Zhufu Humanitarianism: "don't thank me. Your master just entrusted me. It also needs a price."

Yang Ping felt warm in his heart. Although the old man was not interesting, he at least loved him very much. If he wanted Mrs. Zhu to do it, he would have to pay a high price. The average family can't afford it.

But Mrs. Zhu's next words almost collapsed Yang Ping.

"Your master said that you should repay the debts he owed."

Yang Ping stared at the old man and broke his gratitude for the old man. He scolded, "I know I'm not good at being old enough to die." looking at Mrs. Zhu, he said innocently, "madam, the boy's ability is limited. It's almost impossible for me to help in your realm."

Mrs. Zhu shook her head and said, "the champion of the Dragon God competition, help me get it back."

what?

Yang Ping thought he had heard wrong and asked, "madam, let me win the championship!"

Mrs. Zhu got up and saw off the guests. "Go, the champion is about the future of Longcheng. People outside China must not get it. Otherwise, it's not a big mess."

Leave the treasure Pavilion.

Yang Ping has a heavy heart. He doesn't understand why Mrs. Zhu pays so much attention to the champion he doesn't even look up to. However, after drinking other people's Enlightenment tea, he always has to pay a price. It seems that he can only continue to participate.

Alternative area, six seeds, each very powerful.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping has a headache.

Back to Yang's medical school, Yang Ping wants to go in and have a good rest. In the afternoon, he will continue to participate in the Dragon God competition and face the experts in the eighth round. A total of seven people enter the eighth round, which is equal to the semi-finals. The ninth round is the final, and the real champion is determined.

An extended Lincoln stopped opposite the hospital.

Yang Ping looked curiously. First, there was a handsome blonde man. He was a gentleman with a sunny smile and full of charm. At first, he belonged to the type of prince charming. He was the kind of man with perfect appearance. He had no defects except that his face was a little pale.

He opened the door, Zhu Xi came down from the inside, nodded politely and smiled.

When Yang Ping saw the two together, his face was very ugly.

Zhu Xi looked back and saw Yang Ping. Her pretty face changed dramatically. She turned her head quickly and didn't dare to look at each other.

The blonde man found Yang Ping opposite, smiled at him, and then left the Lincoln car with Zhu Xi and walked to China Airlines building. Yang Ping took a deep breath and thought he would be angry, but he found that after the purification of Wudao tea, his impulsive temper was erased, but he felt relieved.

Yang Ping returned to the hospital without looking back.

Zhu Xi walked to the door of the building and couldn't help looking back. When she saw Yang Ping's indifferent back, her heart trembled. She held back her sadness, tried to pile up a smile and said, "Mr. David, please go up with my secretary first. We'll talk about the contract later."

The man called David kept a gentleman's smile and said, "well, I'll go up first." then he followed Yang Yuxin into the elevator.

Zhu Xi bit her lips and thought of Yang Ping's indifferent back. The other party didn't seem to have the same enthusiasm for her, which disappointed her. Zhu Xi was angry and felt that Yang Ping was too cold-blooded. It was only a day away. She was a stranger.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. She came to the hospital,