The gorgeous hall was decorated with resplendent gold and jade, and a charming maid was holding exquisite food in her hand, and it was delivered like flowing water.
There is a long dining table with fifty people sitting in two rows.
The three people sitting at the top of the head, the one in the middle has a white beard and beard, and has a fairy-like bone; the one on the left is infinitely charming, but she is a middle-aged beautiful woman; The facial features combined with the temperament of the whole body give it a unique charm.
These three people are Liao Lang, Jiao Meimei and Zhang Yang. The other people sitting here are Nascent Soul cultivators assisting in the defense of Maiji Town.
Dispatching fifty Nascent Soul monks at one time is also a very powerful force for the human race.
One must know that the beast horde invaded not only one direction of Maiji Town, but also the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains stretching tens of thousands of miles.
The hall is bustling with people. These monks are all old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. Most of them are familiar with each other. Talk about together.
After all, at their stage of cultivation, even if there is a chance behind the scenes, they will not let it go, but on the surface, they will not offend people easily.
It was rare for so many high-level monks to gather together. In addition to talking about some important events in the cultivation world, many people also took the opportunity to exchange magic weapons, elixir, or other materials.
Everyone is also surprised. The world of comprehension has always been short of resources, and if there is an opportunity, no one will let it go.
There was a lot of noise below, but Liao Lang and Jiao Meimei didn't think there was anything inappropriate. Although the two of them are half-step gods, they are the highest in terms of cultivation, but the monks are used to freedom. Even if they act in unison, they will not be as strict as the mortal army. Things just couldn't be more normal.
There were even some people below sneaking glances at Zhang Yang, obviously surprised that Zhang Yang, a monk at the initial stage of Nascent Soul, could sit shoulder to shoulder with the two half-step monks who had transformed themselves into gods.
Of course, it was just a surprise, even the most reckless person would not make any discordant voices on this occasion, and it is even more impossible for cynicic idiots to exist.
Most of those who can reach the Nascent Soul stage are old monsters who have lived for more than a thousand years. Naturally, they know how powerful they are and what position they occupy. Since they dare to sit there and get the approval of Liao Lang and Jiao Meimei, they are naturally Has something unique.
Besides, everyone knew Zhang Yang's identity. Everyone knows that the zombie Zhang Yang beheaded several eighth-level transformed monsters as a black zombie, and then destroyed the body of the bone-chewing demon king at the opportunity of Lei Jie. The cultivation world worships the strong, and everyone looked at Zhang Yang with a lot of respect.
Of course, there are also skeptics.
"This vermilion fruit wine is made from the vermilion fruit harvested from the depths of Xuyun Lake as the main raw material, and added with ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of natural materials and earth treasures. It is extremely rare. Even in normal times, I am reluctant to take it out. To drink, to entertain fellow daoist today, fellow daoist to taste it, what do you think?"
Liao Lang held a glass of fine wine in his hand. His complexion was still a little strangely rosy, which ordinary people couldn't see, but Zhang Yang's clear eyes could tell at a glance that the other party's injuries were definitely not healed.
"Mmm! It's really delicious!" Zhang Yang took a sip, only to feel the strong fragrance, and more importantly, after drinking it, a wave of hot air rose up, which seemed to help his cultivation to a certain extent.
Moreover, Zhang Yang could see clearly that although they were drinking at the same table, the Zhuguo wine that Liao Lang and the three drank was different from what the other monks drank.
The other monks didn't complain about the different treatment, and they took it for granted. The naked high and low in the realm of comprehension can be clearly seen.
"Hehe, since that's the case, I still have some at my little old man's house, and I can send someone to send it to the fellow daoist's mansion later. Although this red fruit wine is not a panacea, it is better than ordinary panacea. If you drink it for a long time, it will also improve the cultivation of fellow daoists. beneficial."
"Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Liao." Since the other party showed his favor, and Zhang Yang was interested in the gift, Zhang Yang naturally had no reason to refuse.
Sure enough, Zhang Yang accepted it calmly, and Liao Lang immediately felt a little closer.
"Hehe, Old Monster Liao is very fond of fellow Daoist Zhang. My little sister asked for Zhuguo wine several times, but you were reluctant to give it to Mr. Daoist Liao. If it wasn't for the blessing of Fellow Daoist Zhang today, I'm afraid my younger sister would not even have the chance to taste it. None! Daoyou Zhang can get a present from Old Monster Liao, it’s really enviable." A charming and soft voice sounded from the side.
"Hey! Fellow Daoist Jiao, if you want to, just tell me! Go to the old man's house to get it tonight. The treasures that I have saved are naturally willing to give to Fellow Daoist Jiao."
This Liao Lang actually made a kind of naughty joke, which immediately made Zhang Yang feel black. This old immortal pervert!
"Heck! Keep that treasure of yours! If Zhang Daoyou kindly invites you, my little girl wouldn't mind going to Zhang Daoyou's house." Jiao Meimei looked at Zhang Yang with charming eyes.
The latter immediately felt overwhelmed, these high-level monks of the human race are too open-minded!
"Hehehe..." Seeing Zhang Yang's deflated appearance, Jiao Meimei laughed again.
Luo Fei, who was sitting next to her, frowned, obviously not used to the coquettish, lewd and slutty appearance.
As for the other monks, they didn't dare to show any strange expressions as if they had never heard of it.
"Daoyou Zhang came to Maiji Town this time, do you intend to help our human race fight?" Liao Lang asked.
Jiao Meimei and Luo Fei also showed expressions of concern.
Zhang Yang smiled in his heart, and he really came. He followed Jiao Meimei to Maiji Town, and he knew that the human race would definitely find a way to win him over. In the past, he only promised Bai Heming and Hao Wu to help defend Maiji Town. After helping them deal with a small-scale beast horde, he basically fulfilled his promise; afterward, he followed Liao Lang to investigate the situation of monster beasts, and he had two magic weapons as well. commission.
Now, Zhang Yang also intends to participate in this battle of the beast tide, but he must take the opportunity to reap enough benefits.
With a slight smile, Zhang Yang refused:
"I have just passed through the thunder tribulation, and I am about to find a place to practice hard and stabilize the realm, otherwise, I am afraid that there will be future troubles. I will not participate in the battle between the nobles and the monsters."
The look of disappointment on Liao Lang's face flickered when he heard this. With his cultivation base, it is natural to see that Zhang Yang's realm is stable, so how can there be any future troubles
However, when the other party said so, he naturally couldn't expose it. However, Liao Lang was really unwilling to give up Zhang Yang's strength. Now the high-level monks sent by humans to guard Maiji Town are only him and Jiao Meimei, and he is still seriously injured... If Zhang Yang can be persuaded, the chances of winning will be greatly increased.
He could only smile and said:
"If this is the case, the main force of the beast horde will not be able to leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains in a short period of time. Fellow Daoists can cultivate quietly in Maiji Town. If there is anything you need, just say it. Our clan will try our best to ensure that you are satisfied."
Liao Lang paused a bit when he said this, and continued:
"Besides, it is important to stabilize the realm, and strengthening the cultivation base should not be underestimated. If fellow daoists are willing to help me defend Maiji Town and fight against the beast tide, the little old man has a Luoyuan pill and is willing to give it to fellow daoists."
Zhang Yang was moved when he heard the words.
The surroundings also suddenly quieted down.
All the Nascent Soul cultivators present were no strangers to the panacea of Luoyuan Pill.
Luoyuan Pill is a elixir suitable for monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Regardless of the attributes of monks' cultivation methods, as long as they take a Luoyuan Pill, they can advance to a higher level.
For example, Zhang Yang is currently in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and after taking a Luoyuan Pill, he can advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the chance of failure is very small.
You must know that the higher the cultivation base, the slower the promotion speed and the greater the difficulty. As long as you take a pill, you can advance to the next level in a short time. This kind of temptation is not small.
That is, among the people present, I don't know how many people are envious, jealous and hated, wishing to exchange their bodies with Zhang Yang.
After Liao Lang finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Yang with a smile, as if he was not worried about Zhang Yang's refusal.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang shook his head:
"I was promoted earlier, and I have plenty of time to practice, so I'm not in a hurry. But if I stay to defend Maiji Town, I have to face Jiuying..."
Liao Lang's expression changed, and even the people around him thought that Zhang Yang was going to refuse, but Zhang Yang continued: "The risk is too great. Unless there are two Luoyuan pills, I would rather spend more time , and won’t get involved.”
Everyone fainted...
Luo Fei also gave Zhang Yang a blank look, looking so charming. This guy is too shameless.
Liao Lang also sorted out his emotions, then gave a wry smile, and said, "You can only take one of this Luoyuan Pill, and the second one will be useless. It's useless for Zhang Daoyou to ask for two!"
"Hey, I have two clones. I don't need to worry about this, Fellow Daoist." Zhang Yang laughed.
Liao Lang originally wanted to say that only human monks could take Luoyuan Pill. However, considering Zhang Yang's cunning, it is definitely useless to say these things.
After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay! According to Zhang Daoyou, two Luoyuan pills."
"Wow—"
As soon as Liao Lang agreed, the other monks immediately discussed, all of them were full of envy, and some even looked at Zhang Yang with strange eyes, obviously harboring bad intentions.
The temptation of being able to directly advance to the first level is enough for some people to take the risk.
Zhang Yang didn't care, and a smile appeared on his face.
Luoyuan Pill is extremely rare, no matter it is extremely difficult to refine, but more importantly, the main drug Luoyuan Immortal Grass is even more rare. It can be dubbed the name of fairy grass because it is only occasionally produced in some ancient ruins in the cave, and the quantity is extremely rare.
Zhang Yang originally wanted to continue extorting some magic weapons and other precious materials, but seeing Liao Lang's distressed appearance, he didn't continue to speak.