He Lianggong held a light green pill in his hand, feeling the abundant vitality and pure energy within the pill, feeling the majestic vitality and laws within the pill, and was deeply shocked in his heart.
He finally understood why this pill was called the Emperor's Preservation Pill. It was a mild pill that could be used to replenish the Emperor's own energy and the energy of various organs in his body when he was dispersing his power. It had the function of repairing, maintaining health and preserving.
His face was full of gratitude, but he opened his mouth without saying anything. It is useless to express gratitude for a great favor. If he wants to repay Ye Xiangyang, he might as well put it into practical action.
In order to refine this pill, the materials Ye Xiangyang used were all treasures from heaven and earth, some of them were even rare treasures that could only be seen once in millions of years. This kid actually used them on him without hesitation. This was a life-saving grace. This was a life-saving grace. How could I express it with just one word "thank you"
The matter of Xiangyang City recruiting independent cultivators has come to an end. Under the watchful eyes of the Five Emperors and the Five Heroes of Haoshan, everything has been done perfectly.
A total of 5,328 independent cultivators were recruited, divided into 18 teams, and assigned to the Alchemy Hall, Talisman Hall, Business Hall, Treasure Collection Hall, Guard Hall, Assassination Hall... 18 halls.
Then, there was intensive training, the Emperor's intensive training, which these independent cultivators took very seriously. Not everyone could receive training from the Emperor, and this opportunity was extremely rare.
After training, these people came to several large water vats placed on the edge of the venue. The water vats contained black medicine including the True Dragon Heavenly King Pill and other elixirs.
These people looked at the black soup and shook their heads. This kind of medicine was drinkable and it was not something that could fool them.
They had no idea that this was the medicine Ye Xiangyang had carefully prepared for them. As independent cultivators, they had limited resources, and every step they took was extremely difficult.
From skills to martial arts, from elixirs to weapons, to obtain each item, one has to pay many times more price than the sect disciples. It is precisely for this reason that independent cultivators are prone to developing hidden diseases.
As time goes by, hidden diseases become more and more serious, and the person's body becomes weak and full of holes.
At that time, it will be even more difficult to become an emperor.
In response to this situation, Ye Xiangyang prepared a tonic soup for them to repair their hidden diseases and enhance their martial arts talents.
Someone sniffed and, oh my god, a faint fishy smell came over.
If the person who trained them was not one of the Ten Great Lords of the Loose Cultivators, if it was not the god-like existence in their hearts, why would these people riot? Is this abusing the lone cultivators? Is this feeding pigs or something else? How can we drink the smelly black soup
There were people watching outside, and the fishy smell drifted over. These people watching included independent cultivators and sect disciples, all of whom gloated over the misfortune: "Hehehe, the taste is really unique, I wonder how these independent cultivators can drink it?"
"Yes, Yuxi, it is amazing. It has a unique fishy smell, like dried fish; it is stinky, like the stinky tofu of famous chefs; it is black, like a medicinal herb. It is truly a delicacy in the world."
"Hahaha, Old Xia is really something. You look so poor."
"Ye Xiangyang is trying to discipline these independent cultivators."
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A casual cultivator asked: "Emperor, what kind of medicine are these? Why do they smell so bad?"
"Yeah, Ye Xiangyang is a master of elixirs. Can't he adjust the taste and image a little better?"
Some casual cultivators did not say these things. They picked up their porcelain bowls, scooped a bowlful of medicine from the medicine jar, closed their eyes, held their noses to breathe, and drank it down in one gulp.
A faint warmth slowly spread through his body, and a little itchy feeling slowly crept up from his heart and lungs. He could feel the hidden injuries in his heart and lungs gradually being healed.
At this moment, he had no time to talk. He quickly found a place to sit cross-legged, speeding up his cultivation, accelerating the circulation of the medicine in his body, and promoting the efficacy of the medicine.
One person is like this, two people are like this, ten people are like this, a hundred people are like this...
Those independent cultivators who had objections to the medicine in the big jar no longer dared to object. They quickly took out their porcelain bowls, scooped a bowl, and drank it down in one gulp.
After drinking it, they immediately understood the magic of this medicine and quickly found a place to sit cross-legged and meditate.
In a quarter of an hour, more than five thousand people sat cross-legged in the square, practicing their own skills to repair their hidden ailments.
For many years, I have had hidden diseases in my body. Since these hidden diseases are relatively mild, during the free clinic, they only examined my main symptoms and did not treat these hidden diseases. Who would have known that President Ye Xiangyang would take out the elixir at this time to make up for me.
An hour later, when these casual cultivators stood up, they were surprised to find that their hidden diseases were really being cured. Of course, it was impossible to cure them completely this time, but over time, all the hidden diseases in their bodies would surely be completely cured.
"Oh my, this is amazing, this is really amazing, I didn't expect this ten-ingredient tonic soup to be so effective."
"Yes, this is to repair the functions of our body."
"President Ye Xiangyang is really thoughtful and considerate. He completely considers us casual cultivators."
"Come on, you didn't want to drink just now."
After another round of practice was completed, no one complained about the bad color of the medicine anymore. Everyone held their bowls, eagerly waiting for the moment to scoop it out.
They scooped a bowlful of soup and drank it down with gulps, not letting any soup in the bowl fall down.
This level of cherishment is really touching.
Ten days later, some people's hidden illnesses have been completely cured.
The whole body became the most relaxed and the best time.
He tested his martial arts talent and jumped up suddenly. Hahaha, my martial arts talent has been promoted to the next level. I have a hope of entering the Emperor's cultivation level.
As a result of his clamor, almost all the independent cultivators in the world were willing to try their martial arts talents. As a result, they found that everyone had a promotion to varying degrees.
"Oh my god, it can also improve martial arts talent."
"Oh my god, it's incredible that I can repair the hidden diseases in my body and adjust my body to the best state. It can also improve my martial arts talent. What kind of magical tonic soup is this?"
"I have to say that President Ye Xiangyang is generous. In the future, I will do whatever it takes for the Xiangyang Association."
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The onlookers were dumbfounded. They finally understood that entering Xiangyang Club was an adventure of immortal fate.
Fairyland encounters don’t just happen in deep mountains and old forests, don’t just happen in secret realms, don’t just happen in deserted places; this kind of situation is also a true fairyland encounter.
"What a blessing! It's really a blessing for these people. Being able to heal their hidden injuries is already amazing. I didn't expect that it could also improve their martial arts talents."
"Ye Xiangyang, the president of Xiangyang Club, is really generous."
"I must wait. I will also participate in the next recruitment of Xiangyang Club."
After three months, these people felt that their foundation was completely consolidated.
During these three months, Emperor Leili and others tried every possible means to help these independent cultivators rebuild their foundations.
There are several reasons why independent cultivators are weaker than sect disciples: their skills are of a lower level, their martial arts skills are of a lower level or damaged, they have more hidden injuries on their bodies, and their foundation is not solid...
Any aspect can determine life or death in a battle, so independent cultivators often suffer losses in battle.
Individual cultivators also have advantages. They are not afraid of hardship, death, or difficulties. They are very determined. Each of them has his or her own unique little tricks, and can even kill the enemy quickly.
On this day, the energy in Xiangyang City suddenly became chaotic, forming an energy vortex nearly a hundred feet high. Endless energy between heaven and earth rolled into this place.
When the Emperor becomes king, heaven and earth tremble; the laws of heaven and earth become a series.
Now I see the heaven and earth shaking and dark clouds rolling in the sky. This means someone is breaking through to become the Emperor.
Sure enough, a series of laws of heaven and earth descended from the sky.
"Emperor, someone has entered the Emperor."
"My God, being an emperor is a big deal no matter where you are."
"I wonder who is promoted to Emperor here."
"Oh my, my dear, someone has been promoted to an Emperor Master."
The sky was covered with dark clouds. Crackling, a streak of thunder, as bright and silvery as snow, descended towards Xiangyang City.
A master emperor dressed in black appeared, with his hand stretched out like a knife, and a strange black long knife came towards the bright lightning. Rumble, the two collided, and the black long knife and the bright lightning shattered into thousands of black and white stars.
The Black Mountain Demon, the person who was promoted to Emperor was actually the Black Mountain Demon.
The reason why he is called the Black Mountain Demon is not because he is so bad, but because he has a weird temper, guards Black Mountain alone, and has rules that are difficult for people to accept.
This man was both good and evil, and acted entirely according to his own will. Countless evildoers died in his hands, and countless righteous people also died in his hands.
Crackling, a thunderclap sounded throughout the world. To be promoted to the Emperor was an act against the will of Heaven, and Heaven and Earth would punish him. The second thunderclap was even more powerful than the first.
The Black Mountain Demon's eyes were ferocious as he swallowed a golden pill into his stomach. My fate is in my own hands. Now that I have become an emperor master, why would I still be afraid of the punishment from heaven
"The demon sword kills gods."
The Black Mountain Demon stretched out his hand and thousands of swords came towards him with thunder.
Crack, crack, thunder moves across the sky and earth, shaking the world.
The Black Mountain Demon's thousand swords really have the power to kill gods.
Dark clouds rolled over the sky, rolling like waves on the sea. Thousands of troops gathered together, and an invisible pressure was pressed on Xiangyang City. It was obvious that God was angry. This man dared to defy God's will and was seeking his own death.
It was as if a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals had descended to earth, and the entire sky became desolate.
A silver lightning bolt a thousand feet long came towards the Black Mountain Demon.
Time and space are shattered, heaven and earth are destroyed. This is the rhythm of slaying the evildoers and restoring order.
The Black Mountain Demon was also shocked. He had not expected that his disaster would be so great and reach such a heaven-defying level.
Monsters roam the world, my life is in my own hands, if I break my destiny I will kill them.