"Is the pill ready?" Feng Qingyang was delighted and rushed to the pill refining room.
When he arrived, he met Zhu Youqian who was full of joy and Master Danyun who looked tired.
The three of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Qingyang, there are a lot of things to do today. I'll go out and preside over it... You can chat with your uncle Danyun." After saying this, he left.
Feng Qingyang was stunned, feeling that Zhu Youqian's words had several layers of meaning. He looked at Danyun, only to see that he was also looking at him meaningfully.
"The elixir is ready. Now we just need Xiaozhu to take it and she will live ten more years..." He sighed, his tone full of guilt and vicissitudes.
The two of them talked as they walked, and soon they arrived at the hall of the mansion.
The whole mansion seemed joyous today, not only because it was Zhu Xuezhu's eighteenth birthday, but also because Dan Yun successfully refined the elixir.
It was still early and there was no one in the hall. Feng Qingyang and Dan Yun sat on the left and right.
Suddenly, a faint fragrant breeze blew, and a fairy who had been banished to the mortal world suddenly appeared in the hall. It was Zhu Xuezhu who had left earlier.
She greeted everyone and filled the cups of tea for Feng Qingyang and the other person. Then she sat aside alone, her bright big eyes blinking as she looked at someone unknown.
Danyun wanted to say something, but he didn't know Zhu Xuezhu would come at this time, so he swallowed the words and took out a small and exquisite bracelet.
He said, "Xiao Zhu, your uncle Danyun has nothing to give you, so this Double Star Bi Yue bracelet will be your gift." Without waiting for Zhu Xuezhu to reply, he flipped his palm again, and a gentle magical power wrapped around the Double Star Bi Yue bracelet and flew towards her.
Zhu Xuezhu stretched out his hand to take it, and said in an anxious tone: "Uncle, this... isn't this my aunt's personal magic weapon? Xiaozhu can't afford such a precious thing." As he said this, he was about to give it back.
The Moon-Closing Double Star Bracelet is a rare top-level magical weapon. This weapon has no offensive effect, but it has a very special function.
The Moon-Closing Double Star Bracelet can store a full-strength attack from a Golden Core master. In other words, if you encounter a critical moment, as long as the magic power is infused into this bracelet, it can deliver a shocking attack.
The full strength of a Jindan master is enough to turn the world upside down. It is no exaggeration to say that this small bracelet can be exchanged for at least ten top-level magical weapons of the same level.
Dan Yun gave such a precious item to Zhu Xuezhu without hesitation, which was enough to show how guilty he felt.
"Xiao Zhu... This is a gift from Uncle Danyun, just accept it!" Feng Qingyang, who was standing by, saw that something was wrong and hurriedly said to her.
At this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out outside the hall, and one word after another of obscene words floated into Feng Qingyang's ears.
He frowned, stood up and walked out.
Coming out of the hall from the center of the gambling house and the mansion, I saw that the small square was crowded with people. They were excited and arguing about something, while Zhu Youqian was stopped by an old man with a gloomy face.
With the appearance of Feng Qingyang, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone stopped arguing and looked at Feng Qingyang in unison, their eyes filled with greed and endless murderous intent...
"You are so good, Zhu Youqian, that you actually secretly shelter a demon and a monster..." said the old man Yinjiu who stopped him in a bad tone.
Just with this one sentence, Feng Qingyang understood the meaning behind it.
Looking at the crowd, as expected, the people from Maoshan were standing at the back of the crowd. No one knew what they were talking about. They looked at Feng Qingyang as if he were a dead person.
Feng Qingyang thought to himself that this was bad and he was afraid that today would not end well.
It seems that what Yidao said was true. After escaping from the Zombie King's Cave, True Man Wuchen began to go into seclusion. However, the news that Feng Qingyang obtained the lost "Art of Formation" in the Zombie King's Cave was widely spread among his sect.
The entire cultivation world was about to explode because of him, but no one expected that he was hiding in the Dark Night Ghost Market.
What was even more unexpected was that he did not have the green face and fangs of a zombie. He looked more like a handsome man with delicate features.
"Qingyang... you shouldn't show up!" Zhu Youqian said without turning his head. He was now stopped by the old man Yin Jiu beside him and couldn't get away for a while.
Although bloody fights are prohibited in the Dark Night Ghost Market, if a zombie is subdued under the guise of doing justice and exorcising demons, I am afraid that the Dark Night Ancestor will not interfere.
After all, zombies are different from others. They are excluded from the Three Realms and Five Elements, and even the demons and monsters will want to kill them.
This is also the sorrow of the zombie clan. The weak ones can only become puppets in the hands of others, while the strong ones will be attacked by the righteous forces. It can be said that they have enemies all over the world.
Feng Qingyang looked at everyone coldly, and a surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. It was a roar from his soul, feeling that the fate of the zombies was unfair.
"If I am a demon... then what are you?" He used his magic power to the extreme, and secretly 'copper skin and iron bones' had covered his entire body, with long sharp nails hidden in his sleeves.
Everyone was stunned when they heard it, and then they started cursing, as if they had heard something outrageous. Their eyes were wide open, and they probably wanted to stare him to death!
At this time, Dan Yun and Zhu Xuezhu, who were sitting in the hall, came over and happened to hear Feng Qingyang's conversation with everyone. Both of their faces changed at the same time.
Today is Zhu Xuezhu's birthday, which should have been a happy event. However, no one knew who leaked the news of Feng Qingyang's whereabouts, and the original joyous atmosphere instantly disappeared.
There was a strong murderous intent brewing in the air, and even the temperature dropped by several degrees.
Most of the cultivators in the crowd were in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, with some in the early stages of Foundation Establishment appearing from time to time. The old man Yin Jiu who stopped Zhu Youqian, with the aura released from his whole body, turned out to be a powerful half-step Golden Core cultivator.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang was a little disdainful. If he had the corpse-controlling bell in his hand, once three powerful wandering corpses appeared, he would definitely be invincible. Who could compete with him
Otherwise, there would be no room for them to make noise again. Feng Qingyang was extremely annoyed, and the murderous intent brewing in his heart was becoming stronger and stronger. Before he knew it, his long fangs were already outside his lips.
A cold light flashed, emitting an inexplicably dangerous light.
When everyone saw Feng Qingyang turned into a zombie, they became even more excited. If it weren't for Zhu Youqian standing in front of them, all kinds of magic weapons and spells would have been blasted at Feng Qingyang.
"A bunch of shameless hypocrites, don't they just want to get the treasure from me?"
He looked around, and the murderous intent finally broke through his own suppression and soared into the sky.
He said angrily: "I, Feng Qingyang, am here today. If you have the guts, come forward and take it!"