The gorgeous hall was decorated in magnificent magnificently. A charming maid was holding exquisite food in her hands and delivered it like running water.

There were a long dining table, with fifty people sitting in two rows.

The three people sitting upright at the top, one in the middle, one with white beard and beard, and the one on the left was charming, but a middle-aged beauty; the other on the right was extremely elegant, although not the most standard handsome man, but his handsome face and temperament gave him a unique charm.

These three people are Liao Lang, Jiao Meimei and Zhang Yang. The others sitting are all Nascent Soul monks who assist in defense in Maiji Town.

For the human race, fifty Nascent Soul monks were dispatched at once, which was also a very powerful force.

You should know that the beast tide is not only attacking Maiji Town in one direction, but the edge of a hundred thousand mountains that stretches thousands of miles across.

The hall was bustling with people. These monks were old monsters who had lived for thousands of years. Most of them were familiar with each other. Even some people who didn't know had heard of each other's names. After someone introduced them, they would soon be able to talk about them together.

After all, when they reach this stage of cultivation, even if they have the opportunity behind their backs, they will not let go of the trouble when they have the chance, but on the surface, they will not easily offend others.

It is rare that so many high-level monks gathered together. In addition to talking about some major events in the cultivation world, many people began to take the opportunity to exchange magic weapons, elixirs or other materials.

Everyone is familiar with it. The world of cultivation has always lacked resources and has the opportunity. No one will let it go.

There was a quarrel below, and Liao Lang and Jiaomei didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Although they were half-step god-turning and their cultivation was the highest among the people, the monks were used to freedom. Even if they acted in a unified manner, they would not be as strict as the mortal army. Such things were simply normal.

Some people even glanced at Zhang Yang, obviously surprised that Zhang Yang, a cultivator with the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, could sit on par with two cultivators who transformed into gods.

Of course, it was just a surprise. Even the most reckless person would not make any disharmonious voices on such occasions. As for the existence of a sarcastic idiot, it is even more impossible.

Most of the people 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 have, and how big they have. Since they dare to sit there and have been recognized by Liao Lang and Jiaomei, they are naturally unique.

Besides, everyone knows Zhang Yang's identity. The zombie Zhang Yang killed several eighth-level transformed monsters as a black zombie. Then the thunder tribulation opportunity destroyed the Bone Chewing Demon King**. Everyone knows the news. The cultivation world worships the strong, and everyone looks at Zhang Yang with a lot of respect.

Of course, there are also skeptical ones.

"This vermillion fruit wine is made from the Zhuling fruit that is collected from the depths of Xuyunze. It is also made of ninety-ninety-one kinds of heavenly and earth treasures, which is extremely rare. Even in normal times, I can't bear to take it out and drink it. Today I am used to entertain fellow Taoists, and fellow Taoists taste it. What do you think?"

Liao Lang held a glass of wine in his hand. His face was a bit strangely rosy, which ordinary people couldn't tell, but Zhang Yang's clear eyes could tell at a glance that the other party's injuries had definitely not been healed.

"Well! It's really delicious!" Zhang Yang took a sip and felt the fragrance was rich. What's more important is that after drinking it, a stream of hot air rose, which actually helped his cultivation.

Moreover, Zhang Yang could see clearly that although he was drinking at the same table, the red fruit wine that Liao Lang and the other monks drank were different, and the appearance alone was much worse.

The other monks had no complaints about different treatments, and they looked like they were taken for granted. The highest nobles and inferiors in the cultivation world were fully reflected.

"Haha, since that's the case, there are still some people there. Looking back, I can send someone to the Taoist house. Although this red fruit wine is not a magic pill, it is better than ordinary magic pills. If you drink it for a long time, it will also be beneficial to the Taoist's cultivation growth."

"Then I thank Fellow Daoist Liao." Since the other party showed goodwill and Zhang Yang was interested in the things he gave, Zhang Yang naturally had no reason to refuse.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang accepted it calmly, which made Liao Lang feel closer immediately.

"Hehe, Old Monster Liao is very concerned about Fellow Daoist Zhang. My sister has been asking for you for the fruit wine several times, but you can't bear to give it to Mr. Liao. If it weren't for the blessings I asked for today, I'm afraid my sister wouldn't even have the chance to taste it! Fellow Daoist Zhang can get a gift from Mr. Liao, which is really enviable." A beautiful and soft voice sounded next to me.

"Hey! If you want to, just say it earlier! Go to my husband's house to pick it up tonight. I will naturally be willing to give it to my husband's treasures."

Liao Lang actually made a dirty joke, which made Zhang Yang immediately feel black. This old pervert!

"Hehe! Keep your baby! If Fellow Daoist Zhang invites you warmly, my sister wouldn't mind going to walk to Fellow Daoist Zhang's mansion." She looked at Zhang Yang with beautiful and charming eyes.

The latter immediately felt so overwhelmed, and these high-level monks of the human race were too bright!

"Geeh..." Looking at Zhang Yang's cripple-like appearance, Jiaomei smiled again.

Luo Fei, who was sitting next to her, frowned, obviously disgusted with her beautiful and lustful appearance.

As for other monks, they did not dare to show any strange expressions if they had not heard of them.

"Daoist Zhang is interested in helping our human race fight this time?" Liao Lang asked.

Jiaomei, Luo Fei and others also showed expressions of attention.

Zhang Yang smiled in his heart and came indeed. He followed Jiaomeimei to Maiji Town, knowing that the human race would definitely find a way to win over him. In the past, he just promised Bai Heming and Hao Wu to help defend Maiji Town. After helping them deal with a small-scale beast tide, he basically fulfilled his promise. After following Liao Lang to investigate the situation of the monsters, he also had two magic weapons as commissions.

Now, Zhang Yang is also interested in participating in this beast tide battle, but taking the opportunity to gain enough benefits is definitely what he wants.

With a slight smile, Zhang Yang refused:

"I have just passed the thunder tribulation and are about to find a place to practice hard and stabilize the realm. Otherwise, there will be future troubles. The battle between the nobles and monsters will not be involved."

When Liao Lang heard this, his disappointed expression flashed. With his cultivation level, he could naturally see that Zhang Yang's realm was stable, so how could there be any future troubles?

However, he naturally could not expose the other party's words. However, Liao Lang was really unwilling to give up Zhang Yang's combat power. Now the only high-level monks sent by humans to guard Maiji Town are he and Jiaomeimei, and he is seriously injured and has not healed... If Zhang Yang is convinced, the chance of victory will be greatly increased.

I could only smile and said:

"If this is the case, the main force of the beast tide will not be able to get out of 100,000 mountains in a short time. fellow Taoists can practice in Maiji Town. If you have any questions, our clan will do his best to ensure that the fellow Taoists are satisfied."

Liao Lang said this and paused a little, then said:

"Although the stable state is important, it is not underestimated to enhance cultivation. If fellow Taoist is willing to help me defend Maiji Town and fight against the beast tide, the old man has a Lu Yuan Dan and is willing to give it to fellow Taoist."

Zhang Yang was moved when he heard this.

The surroundings also suddenly became quiet.

All the Nascent Soul monks present are all Nascent Soul monks, so they are naturally familiar with the magic pills such as Luyuan Dan.

Luyuan Dan is a pill suitable for human Nascent Soul cultivators to take. Regardless of the attributes of the monk's cultivation techniques, as long as you take a Luyuan Dan, you can advance to a level.

For example, Zhang Yang is now in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. After taking a Lu Yuan Dan, he can advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and the chance of failure is very small.

You should know that the higher the cultivation level, the slower the speed of promotion and the greater the difficulty. As long as you take a pill, you can advance in a short period of time. This temptation is not small.

Even the people present, I don’t know how many envious, jealous and hatred were in their hearts, and I wish I could exchange it 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 advanced early in the next round, and I have time to practice, so I don't have to hurry to achieve success. But if I stay to defend Maiji Town, I have to face Jiuying..."

Liao Lang's face changed, and even the people around him thought Zhang Yang was going to refuse, so he heard Zhang Yang continue:

"This risk is too great. Unless there are two Lu Yuan Dans, you would rather spend more time than get involved."

Everyone fainted...

Luo Fei also gave Zhang Yang a blank look, she was extremely cute. This guy is too shameless.

Liao Lang also sorted out his emotions, then smiled bitterly and said:

"This Luyuan Dan can only be taken one, and taking the second one will be useless. It's useless for Fellow Daoist Zhang to ask for two!"

"Hehe, there are two clones below. This is not a problem for fellow Taoists to worry about." Zhang Yang smiled.

Liao Lang originally wanted to say that only human monks could take Luoyuan Dan. However, thinking of Zhang Yang's cunning, it was definitely useless to say these.

After hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! As Fellow Daoist Zhang said, two Luyuan Danshes."

"Wow—"

Liao Lang agreed, and the other monks immediately discussed it, all of whom were full of envy. Some people even looked at Zhang Yang and began to show strange gazes, obviously with bad intentions.

The temptation to be able to directly advance to the next level is enough to make some people take a risk.

Zhang Yang didn't care, and a smile appeared on his face.

The Luyuan Dan is extremely rare. Whether it is refining it is extremely difficult, what is more important is that the main medicine Luyuan Immortal Grass is even more rare. It can be named as the Immortal Grass because it is only produced occasionally in the caves and blessed lands of ancient ruins, and the number is extremely rare.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to continue to extort some magic weapons and other precious materials, but seeing Liao Lang's extremely distressed appearance, he did not continue to speak. (...)
Chapter completed!