"Hahaha... why does Grandma Rong make things difficult for the younger generation?"
With a rough voice, Shangguan Mo'er felt the pressure around her body suddenly loosen, and at the same time her body regained control, hot tears burst out of her eyes.
This rough voice, this familiar voice!
"Father! Father! Are you here?" Shangguan Mo'er shouted.
With a flash of light, a figure descended from the sky and landed next to Shangguan Mo'er. With a stout body like a calf, with beards all over his face, and dressed in coarse kudzu clothes, he is just a middle-aged man.
The man reached out and stroked Shangguan Mo'er's head, showing tenderness on his face.
"Silly girl! Are you at a disadvantage?"
"Father! You... Your injury has healed?" Shangguan Mo'er was full of surprise.
"Hey, this little injury can't trouble the old man." The middle-aged man smiled.
On the opposite side, Granny Rong was shocked at first, but then she sneered sneeringly: "Hey! Is it difficult for you? Master Xiong's breath is not stable, but he managed to come out. I am afraid that after today, the injury will be more serious, right? "
"Hmph! Bitch! Someone from a lowly background dares to intervene in the internal strife of my Shangguan family! A lowly slave deceives the master! Believe it or not, I will kill you immediately if I try my best to get injured again?"
Shangguan Xiong yelled angrily, and a majestic breath spread out.
Grandma Rong's complexion changed, and Shangguantian next to her was even more unbearably weak, and fell to the ground.
Shangguan Mo'er's eyes were blurred when she saw her father's majesty.
This is the father in memory! The most talented disciple among the young generation of the Shangguan family, the number one master among the young generation, the first to advance to the Jindan period, and with the help of the family's treasured Taiji diagram, he suppressed the Nascent Soul monster... These series of honors are all on his father's head superior.
If it wasn't for that sudden disaster, father would definitely be a Nascent Soul master now.
However, there is no if. It was in that disaster that not only Shangguanxiong was seriously injured, but also lost his family's treasured Tai Chi diagram... The former family's favored son became the family's sinner in an instant.
But now, when his life is threatened, his father has regained his former prestige.
These people who didn't even dare to breathe in front of their father before, dare to show their prestige in front of their father today
the answer is negative.
Granny Rong naturally remembered the man in front of her in the past, she didn't even dare to say a harsh word, her expression changed, and she said, "Young Master Xiong was joking. How dare you meddle in the internal strife of the Shangguan family? The two young masters are in danger, so they have no choice but to act. Cough cough! Since the young master Xiong is here, there is nothing wrong with the maidservant, so the maidservant will leave now."
Granny Rong's self-proclaimed name was changed from "Old Body" to "Bad Maid".
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and threw Shangguan Mo'er's Nawu ring back. As for the bottle of elixir, he put it back in his sleeve calmly, showing no intention of returning it at all.
"Father! That elixir..."
Shangguan Mo'er anxiously spoke in the middle when she was interrupted by Shangguan Xiong reaching out his hand.
"Hehehe, since this is the case, the maidservant will take the young master to take a step ahead." Granny Rong said, with a wave of her sleeve, a ray of light rolled up Shangguantian, and walked away into the distance.
"Father! She took the pill away!" Shangguan Mo'er was full of anxiety.
"I know!" After Shangguanxiong said this, his momentum suddenly faltered, his figure was slightly rickety, and he turned into a man like a sick man, as if the heroism just now had nothing to do with him.
"Father!" Shangguan Mo'er screamed immediately, holding Shangguan Xiong's arm.
At this moment, she understood everything. Father's injury did not heal.
"Stupid girl, do you understand now? They won't allow daddy to heal. Granny Rong will definitely take that bottle of medicine away. That's their bottom line. If daddy takes it back by force, even if the old woman is afraid, There is no doubt that he will make a move. If he really does, with Daddy's current strength, he is not sure that he can defeat her, and maybe even save you." Shangguanxiong's wry smile showed a hint of desolation.
The former No. 1 master of the younger generation of the Shangguan family has now fallen to the point of being bullied by the slaves.
"Daddy! My daughter has made you worry!" Shangguan Mo'er felt uncomfortable, and held Shangguan Xiong's big hand.
"Silly girl! You don't have to worry about your father's affairs anymore. There are fewer and fewer people in the family who dare to help us. Let's not talk about the treasure of the pill. Except for this one, I'm afraid you will never find another one. Even if they can find it, they will not allow you to bring it back. Instead, they will cause trouble for themselves. Father will be very satisfied to see you alive and well!"
Can't find a second one anymore
Are there really none
The elixir is extremely rare, and it is rarely produced now. This is not only a matter of alchemy techniques, but also some of the elixir needed for alchemy have long been extinct.
Therefore, it is only possible to exist in some ancient ruins.
After excavating one ancient ruin, how easy is it to find a second one? Moreover, this ammunition is not available everywhere.
But... Shangguan Mo'er's autumn waters flowed, and she thought of someone...
Time flies, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Yang stretched his muscles and walked out of the cave.
At the beginning, he didn't expect that this retreat would take a year.
After swallowing the first Fire-Returning Pill, Zhang Yang's body was transformed by the majestic fire-attributed energy and the special substance contained in the pill. It took several days for all the medicinal power to be fully released.
And Zhang Yang was also promoted to the first rank as a matter of course, becoming the existence of the peak of Zi Zhan.
It's just that, although it is said to be a elixir handed down from ancient times, it is slightly weaker than self-cultivation and promotion, and it takes more time to consolidate the cultivation base.
Zhang Yang didn't even leave his cave at the moment, so he started to consolidate his realm.
This process is extremely slow, and almost all of the year is spent on consolidating the realm.
Just a few days ago, he found that his realm had been completely consolidated, his body was full of mana, his body and muscles were strong, and there were almost no sequelae, so he was extremely satisfied.
In a moment of thought, he swallowed the second Huo Huan Dan, and the result—naturally, it has no effect. Apart from feeling the huge energy, there is almost no change in the body.
"It seems that I'm too greedy! It's very good to be able to advance to the first level. I don't know how many monks have worked hard for countless years to advance. I just took a medicine and retreated for a year to advance to the first level. It is already very against the sky. If continuous drug use can still work, the sky is too unfair."
Zhang Yang was originally a person who was easily satisfied, and the failure of the second medicine did not affect his good mood at all.
Looking at a nearby cave, the purple zombie blood slave was also sitting cross-legged, and now the aura of this zombie puppet was stronger than that of Zhang Yang.
This is because Zhang Yang took a Fire Repayment Pill after he successfully advanced, and ordered the blood slave to take it, and then began to retreat to consolidate his realm.
Affected by Zhang Yang, the blood slave's body also has the characteristic of "swallowing". Although the speed of inhalation is not as fast as Zhang Yang's, the utilization rate of the elixir is much higher than that of the same kind.
As a matter of course, the blood slave also succeeded in advancing and became a purple zombie in the Dzogchen realm. If he took another step forward, he would have to go through the first thunder tribulation and become a black zombie.
This step is extremely difficult, and once you step out, you will face thunder calamity, which is really the greatest disaster for all kinds of ascetics—of course, it is also the greatest opportunity.
A cultivator, fighting against the sky for his life, is going against the sky. Therefore, when his cultivation reaches a certain level, he will be punished by the sky. Thunder tribulation is undoubtedly the heaviest form of punishment.
Crossing Thunder Tribulation, no one can help you. If you let someone with a high cultivation base resist the thunder calamity for you, it will only offend the heavens and send down a more powerful thunder calamity.
The only way to overcome the thunder calamity is to rely on one's own cultivation and the magic weapon that one carries to resist the power of the sky.
With the current state of the Blood Slave, if he went to cross the Thunder Tribulation, he would be completely wiped out in all likelihood.
So, at this stage, Zhang Yang not only stopped rushing to upgrade the blood slaves, but started to suppress them intentionally, so as to avoid the sudden thunder disaster when he was not prepared enough, he might lose such a good helper .
Ordinary monks must try their best to learn powerful spells and collect powerful magic weapons before crossing the thunder catastrophe. Zhang Yang thought it was time to prepare for this step.
Not only the Blood Slave, but also Zhang Yang himself has reached the peak of Zizoom, it is not certain who will cross the Thunder Tribulation first, he or the Blood Slave!
After more than a year of retreat, his strength has improved, and Zhang Yang is not in the mood to be bored here anymore. Thinking of the prosperity of Maiji Town, he can't help but feel moved.
He summoned the blood slave of Zijiang, took it back into the Nawu ring, ordered Xiaohei and the ghost servant to guard the cave, then changed into the gossip purple clothes, and headed towards Maiji town with wings.
…
Zhang Yang sat on the stone bench and sipped a cup of fragrant tea.
Opposite him is Shi Kailai, the only craftsman in Maiji Town.
At this time, Shi Kailai's eyes were full of fiery light, and he was playing with a black iron mechanical puppet that was more than seven feet high in front of him.
"Mechanical puppet! It really is a mechanical puppet! It turns out to be a mechanical puppet with foundation-building cultivation!"
Shi Kailai muttered to himself.
"How is it? Can fellow daoists be sure to fix it?" Zhang Yang asked in a timely manner.
Shi Kailai rubbed his hands, babbled and said:
"To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, I have repaired mechanical puppets before. However, at most, they are only repaired mechanical puppets in the Qi refining stage, like this puppet in the foundation building stage... I have at most five points of confidence that it can be repaired."
Shi Kailai really wanted to make a promise, and then take over the business. However, he knew that if he failed to do it in the end, the result would be miserable.
This man in front of him is a very rich master! Thinking about being able to seal two magic-level flying knives together with several magic weapons into the gourd flying knife, you can see how rich it is.
Among monks, wealth means that there are many magic weapons and magic weapons, which means strong combat effectiveness.