"You? What's changed?" As soon as Fatty Jing saw Yang Chen, he looked up and down for a long time, and then asked with a frown.
The person in front of him was still Yang Chen, but he didn't know where he had changed, and he didn't seem to be Yang Chen, which was really a strange feeling.
"No change, just a little practice." Yang Chen gave Jing Fatty a specious answer, and then smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, Master Jinghu, a master of the 9th rank of Tianxian!"
"Hahaha!" Hearing that Yang Chen was congratulating this matter, the smile on Fatty Jing's face couldn't be stopped, and the folds of the smile were getting more and more creased: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, your wife... "I just said something, I seem to think of something, and I hurriedly changed my words: "Fairy, that fairy is really amazing, I told her happy things, she told me unhappy things, did nothing, listen to the story. It’s the first time I’ve upgraded so comfortably, hahaha, I’m a master, master, master, you have to respect it in the future!”
Fatty Jing is now a proper expert of the ninth rank of Heavenly Immortal, and he is about to enter the peak of Heavenly Immortal. In the past, Fatty Jing’s accumulation was enough, but because of his lack of meditation, he was stuck in this realm for a long time and couldn’t improve. In the past life, he was captured by someone to improve his perception. In this life, he only improved after chatting with Fairy Qingyin. No wonder he was unhappy.
"Isn't that my advice?" Fatty He Jing, who has always been polite and polite, made him unhappy, so it was the right way to call him brother and brother. Yang Chen was not polite, and directly put the credit on himself.
"Does it have something to do with you?" Fatty Jing blurted out a swear word. He didn't care about his demeanor as a late-stage immortal master at all, but he just finished speaking. It seemed to be inappropriate again, and he added angrily: "Your woman, it's barely a relationship!"
Being forced to admit that his promotion had something to do with Yang Chen, this made Fatty Jing look very shameless. He was a master of the eighth rank of Heavenly Immortal, but he didn't leave the help of a descendant of Immortals. How could this be possible
"You still owe me a sigh of relief, didn't you say you will give it to me after I improve my realm? Bring it!" Fatty Jing didn't forget to stretch out his hand to ask Yang Chen for a favor. Who made him feel bad enough to meet him
"Why do you think you are here?" Yang Chen snorted and said arrogantly, "Lead the way ahead and find a suitable place for you to retreat!"
Yang Chen didn't default on his debt, and he would give benefits when he came up. Fatty Jing had nothing to say, he could only endure Yang Chen's attitude. Obediently led Yang Chen to the door of a secluded house.
"This is your woman's place, this is mine." The Jingshe was divided into two parts, and Fatty Jing was not afraid of Yang Chen's misunderstanding. He pointed directly to the side where Fairy Qingyin was, and then pointed to his own side. , waiting for Yang Chen to respond. Went straight in.
Yang Chen followed and took out the gourd containing Long Yuan. Fatty Jing found a comfortable position to lie down. This is his own cultivation position, only looking at the comfort, not the effect. In fact. This attitude of Fatty Jing is the correct attitude to practice, and practice should be a happy thing. Naturally, how comfortable it is.
"Little Monkeys and the others have already left, and they said they were going out to practice." After Fatty Jing said where Hou Yun and the others were going, he said impatiently, "I'm ready, let's start!"
A thick line of Long Yuan penetrated into Fatty Jing's nose. Fatty Jing was someone who knew goods and immediately realized that the opportunity was rare. Without a word, he immediately entered the state of cultivation. For Yang Chen, he had no defense at all. Since the last time he found out that the bracelet on Yang Chen's hand could kill him even when he was awake, he had no defense against Yang Chen.
After a while, Fatty Jing entered the meditation. Yang Chen saw that he had nothing to do with him for the time being, and slowly withdrew. Anyway, after Hou Yun and the others left the Water Mansion, Fairy Qingyin should be the only one left here. Those chefs all lived far away, and they were very conscious that no one would disturb them for the time being. This would happen to meet Zhou Xianying.
Zhou Xianying already knew that Yang Chen was coming, but because Fatty Jing came forward first, she didn't feel embarrassed to go out. Seeing Yang Chen approaching, Zhou Xianying awkwardly welcomed Yang Chen into the abode where she was staying. She even helped Yang Chen take off his robe and asked him to sit down. Everything seemed very unskilled.
"You're back!" Zhou Xianying bowed her head in greeting, and then she was speechless, her face flushed red. Ever since Yang Chen said that she would prepare a new dowry gift for her, Zhou Xianying didn't know how to face Yang Chen, how close she should be to contact Yang Chen.
"I'm back!" Yang Chen promised. After staying with Mrs. Fanghua and the thirty maids for a long time, he naturally had the aura of a master, and talking to Zhou Xianying was as natural as returning to his own home.
"It's a rare opportunity. Some things are going to dissipate soon, so let's finish the business first." Yang Chen explained, and then asked Zhou Xianying to prepare for retreat.
Everything here is complete, and retreat is a matter of one sentence. Zhou Xianying didn't say anything more, she led Yang Chen to the secluded room of the Jingshe, sat cross-legged, put her heart to the sky, and waited for Yang Chen.
This time, Yang Chen was ruthless, sending all the Long Yuan in the gourd into Zhou Xianying's nostrils. Anyway, there are not many left, Zhou Xianying is at the level of an immortal, and it is understandable that she needs more.
Inspired by Long Yuan, Zhou Xianying quickly entered a state of meditation, and only Yang Chen was left awake.
In this situation, Yang Chen should protect the law, but since he was in the water house, Yang Chen didn't worry about safety, so he simply began to study this gourd with Long Yuan.
Under normal conditions, Long Yuan would dissipate, but in this gourd, it did not dissipate so quickly. There must be something in it that can preserve Long Yuan. What Yang Chen wanted to study was these unknown materials.
While thinking about it, the gourd magnified countless times in Yang Chen's sea of consciousness, allowing Yang Chen to see it clearly. The gourd's refining method looks very good, but it is good at best, and it has not yet reached the point where it can save Long Yuan. That is to say, the preservation of Long Yuan should have nothing to do with the refining method.
At the bottom of the gourd, this time a thin layer of purple thick liquid was spread on it, and there was a little bit of Long Yuan aura on it, which seemed to be the thing that preserves Long Yuan.
Yang Chen's divine sense penetrated, but he didn't recognize what it was. It's just that when Divine Sense penetrates into those viscous liquids, there is a feeling of mouthwatering, as if those viscous liquids are some delicious good things.