"Hahaha... Why did Grandma Rong make things difficult for the younger generation?"

With a rough sound, Shangguan Moer felt the pressure in her body suddenly relaxed, and while her body was controlled again, tears could no longer help but burst out from her eyes.

This rough voice, this familiar voice!

"Dad! Dad! Is it you here?" Shangguan Moer shouted.

A flash of light, a figure fell from the sky and landed next to Shangguan Moer. She was as thick as a calf, with a beard on her face and a coarse gauze dress. She was a middle-aged man.

The man reached out to stroke Shangguan Moer's head, showing a tenderness on his face.

"Silly girl! Are you at a loss?"

"Dad! You... your injury has healed?" Shangguan Mo'er looked surprised.

"Hehe, this injury is not a problem for me." The middle-aged man smiled.

Opposite, Grandma Rong was shocked at first, but then she sneered for life:

"Hey! Can you not hinder you? The young master Xiong's breath is unstable, but he has to hold on. I'm afraid that after today, his injury will be even heavier, right?"

"Hmph! Bastard! Someone who is a bastard dares to interfere in the internal struggle of my Shangguan family! Bastard slaves deceive the master! Do you believe it or not? I will be hurt again. Now I will kill you immediately?"

Shangguan Xiong scolded angrily, and a powerful aura spread out.

Grandma Rong's face changed, and Shangguan Tian next to her felt even weaker and fell to the ground.

Shangguan Moer's eyes blurred when she looked at her father's majesty.

This is the father in my memory! The most talented disciple of the Shangguan family, the number one master of the young generation, was the first to advance to the Golden Pill stage, and used the family treasure Tai Chi diagram to suppress the old monster of the Yuanying... This series of honors were all on my father's head.

If it weren't for that sudden disaster, my father would definitely be a master of Nascent Soul now.

However, there is no if. It was that disaster that Shangguan Xiong not only had serious injuries but could not heal, but also lost the family treasure Tai Chi diagram... The former family pride became a family sinner in a blink of an eye.

But now, when his life is threatened, my father has once again shined with the majesty of his past.

Do these people who used to be so angry that they didn’t even dare to breathe in front of their father dare to show their majesty in front of their father today?

The answer is no.

Grandma Rong naturally remembered the former majesty of the man in front of her. She didn't even dare to say anything harsh. Her face changed and she said:

"Young Master Xiong was joking. How dare the slut interfere in the inner struggle of the Shangguan family? It was just that when the two young masters were in danger, they just had to take action. Cough cough! Since Young Master Xiong has come, there is naturally no slut, so the slut will leave now."

Grandma Rong's self-proclaimer was also changed from "old man" to "slut".

After saying that, he reached out and threw Shangguan Moer's object bin back. As for the bottle of elixir, he calmly retracted it into his sleeves, without any intention of returning it.

"Dad! That pill..."

Shangguan Moer was interrupted by Shangguan Xiong as soon as she was halfway through her speech.

"Hehe, since that's the case, the little maid will take the young master to take a step first." Grandma Rong said, waved her sleeves, and a light of light rolled up Shangguan Tian and headed far away.

"Dad! She snatched the pill!" Shangguan Moer's face was full of anxiety.

"I know!" Shangguan Xiong said this, his momentum suddenly faded, his body looked a little hunched, and he became a sick man, as if the heroic spirit just now had nothing to do with him.

"Dad!" Shangguan Moer immediately screamed and held Shangguan Xiong's arm.

At this moment, she understood everything. Her father's injuries did not heal.

"Silly girl, do you understand now? They will not allow dad to recover. The bottle of elixir, Grandma Rong, will definitely take away the bottle of elixir, that is their bottom line. If dad forces it back, the old lady will undoubtedly take action even if she is afraid. If she really takes action, with dad's current strength, she will not be sure to defeat her. Maybe she can even protect you." Shangguan Xiong smiled bitterly on his face with a hint of loneliness.

The first master of the younger generation of Shangguan family in the past has now fallen to the point of being bullied by domestic slaves.

"Dad! My daughter makes you worried!" Shangguan Moer felt uncomfortable and held Shangguan Xiong's big hand.

"Silly girl! I won't have to work on my father's affairs in the future. Now there are fewer and fewer people in the family who dare to help us. Let's not talk about the cherishing of the pill. Apart from this one, I'm afraid you will never be able to find a second one. Even if you can find it, they will not allow you to bring it back. Instead, they will cause trouble for yourself. If you can see you live well, your father will be very satisfied!"

Can't find a second one?

Is it really gone?

The elixir is extremely rare and rarely produced now. This is not only a problem with alchemy techniques, but also a few elixirs needed for alchemy have long been extinct.

Therefore, it is possible to exist only in some ancient ruins.

It’s not easy to dig an ancient ruin and find a second one? Moreover, not every place can have this ammunition.

But... Shangguan Mo'er was flowing in autumn and thought of someone...

...

Time flies, and a year passes in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Yang stretched out 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 return pill, the majestic fire-attribute energy and the special substances contained in the pill transformed Zhang Yang's body. It took several days for all the medicinal power to be released.

Zhang Yang naturally advanced to the first level and became the peak of the purple zombie.

However, the swallowing pills are promoted. Although this is the pills passed down from ancient times, they are slightly weaker than the self-cultivation and promotion, and it takes more time to consolidate their cultivation.

Zhang Yang began to consolidate his realm before he even left the cave.

This process is extremely slow, and almost all of a year is spent consolidating the state.

Just a few days ago, he found that his realm had been completely consolidated, his body was full of magic power, his muscles were strong, and he had almost no sequelae. He was extremely satisfied.

With a moment of thought, I swallowed the second Fire Revival Pill, but the result was naturally useless. Apart from feeling the huge energy, my body had almost no changes.

"It seems that I am too greedy! It is already very good to be able to advance to level one level. I don't know how many monks practice hard for countless years before they can advance to level up. I just knocked a pill and went into seclusion for one year, and it was already very unfair. If continuous drug use can still work, it would be too unfair to go to heaven."

Zhang Yang was a person who was easily satisfied, and the failure of the second pill did not affect his good mood at all.

Looking at a cave next to it, the purple zombie blood slave was also sitting cross-legged. Now the aura on this zombie puppet looked even stronger than Zhang Yang.

This is because after Zhang Yang successfully advanced, he took a fire return pill and ordered the blood slave to surrender, and then began to go into seclusion to consolidate his realm.

Influenced by Zhang Yang, the body of the blood slave also has the characteristics of "swallowing". Although the speed of absorbing elixirs is not as fast as Zhang Yang, the utilization rate of elixirs is far higher than that of similar ones.

Of course, the Blood Slave also successfully advanced and became a purple zombie in the Great Perfect Realm. Taking another step forward, it is time to overcome the first thunder tribulation and become a black zombie.

This step is extremely difficult, and once you take it, you will face a thunder disaster. It is really the greatest disaster for all races of monks - of course, and the greatest opportunity.

Those who practice Taoism take their lives with the heavens are originally going against the heavens. Therefore, when their cultivation reaches a certain level, they will be punished by heaven. Thunder tribulation is undoubtedly the heaviest form of punishment.

No one can help you when you overcome the thunder tribulation. If someone with high cultivation level resists the thunder tribulation for you, it will only anger the heavens and bring down a more powerful thunder tribulation.

The only way to overcome the thunder tribulation is to rely on one's own cultivation and the magic weapons and weapons it carries to resist the power of heaven.

With the current state of the Blood Slave, if you go through the thunder tribulation, you will be wiped out in ashes.

Therefore, when you reach this level, Zhang Yang not only no longer rushes to upgrade the blood slave, but instead starts to deliberately suppress it, so as not to suddenly arrive when you are not prepared. It is impossible to say that such a good helper will be lost.

Generally, monks should try their best to learn powerful magic and collect powerful magic weapons before experiencing thunder tribulation. Zhang Yang thought that it was time to prepare for this step now.

Not only the Blood Slave, but also Zhang Yang himself has reached the peak of the purple zombie. It is not certain whether he or the Blood Slave will overcome the thunder tribulation first!

After being in seclusion for more than a year, Zhang Yang was not in the mood to be bored here anymore. Thinking of the prosperity of Maiji Town, he couldn't help but feel moved.

He summoned the purple zombie blood slave, took it back into the object-taking ring, ordered Xiao Hei and the ghost servant to guard the cave, then changed into the Bagua purple robes, flapped his wings and headed towards Maiji Town.

...

Zhang Yang sat upright on the stone bench, picked up a cup of fragrant tea and tasted it.

Opposite him was Shi Kailai, the only weapon refiner in Maiji Town.

At this time, Shi Kailai's eyes were filled with fiery light, fiddling with a black iron mechanical puppet that was more than seven feet tall in front of him.

"Mechanical puppet! It's indeed a mechanical puppet! It actually has a mechanical puppet with the foundation-building stage cultivation!"

Shi Kailai murmured to himself.

"How is it? Are you sure to repair it?" Zhang Yang asked at the right time.

Shi Kailai rubbed his hands and squirted his lips:

"To be honest with fellow Taoists, I have repaired mechanical puppets before. However, at most, I have only repaired mechanical puppets in the Qi Refining Stage, such as this puppet in the Foundation Establishment Stage... I can be repaired at most five points."

Shi Kailai wanted to make a promise and then follow up the business. However, he knew that if he brags out his sarcasm but can't do it in the end, the result would be very miserable.

The person in front of me is a very rich master! I thought that I could have sealed two magic weapon-level flying knives with several magic weapons into the gourd flying knives, and then I could think about it how rich he is.

Among the monks, being rich means having magic weapons and many magic weapons, which means having strong combat power.

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