The First Saint of Alchemy

The sound was crisp and loud, but not pleasant to the ear. At least the people in Fangcheng felt offended.

Cheng Gong was not stupid. It was obviously not a coincidence that he felt dizzy twice in a row. He looked at Tang Yan with fear and rushed over again.

"Big Explosion!"

The martial arts was used by Cheng Gong again.

"Unrepentant!" Tang Yan snorted lightly. After three consecutive turns, the fourth punch of Qianshan Fist was thrown at Cheng Gong.

The bone-white flame flashed and disappeared.

Although Cheng Gong was very cautious, the soul-refining fire was the spiritual fire of heaven and earth after all, and it was extremely difficult for ordinary people to defend against it. The dizziness came again, and the true energy was a little scattered.

"Bang!" Cheng Gong was already in a bad state. Facing Tang Yan's attack, he finally couldn't hold on and was knocked back a few steps.

Tang Yan stepped forward and punched again.

"Stop..."

"Bang!"

Before Fang Wentian finished speaking, Tang Yan's fist had already landed on Cheng Gong.

This punch was not polite. After being knocked back, Cheng Gong fell heavily to the ground, gasping for breath and unable to get up. A number plate rolled off his body, with "five" written on it.

At this time, the third game was over, and Qingcheng Du Shu won the victory.

"What happened?" Fang Wentian asked.

Tang Yan sneered in his heart. Didn't you see Cheng Gong coming to make trouble before? He stepped forward and said calmly: "Mr. Cheng had an urgent matter in the evening and wanted to finish the process early. Seeing that the number plate in my hand was the same as his, he had a sparring with me under the stage."

Although Tang Yan's reason was ridiculous, it also gave Fang Wentian a good step.

After all, it was Cheng Gong who went to other people's territory to make trouble first. If he really wanted to investigate, the responsibility would fall on Fang Cheng.

"Cheng Gong, is that so?" Fang Wentian looked at Cheng Gong.

"Almost..." Cheng Gong couldn't think of a better answer for a while, and he stammered and admitted.

"Then you lost this battle." Looking at Cheng Gong with regret, Fang Wentian's tone was full of blame.

"Tang Yan won!" A cry came from the crowd: "I knew I should have bet on Yuncheng and the other two!"

Everyone suddenly realized that the bet on Tang Yan was not low!

"Grandpa, we won 100 million taels of silver!" Shen He shouted with wide eyes.

Shen Shan was also a little surprised at this moment. He had watched Tang Yan's two games before and thought that it would be difficult for Tang Yan to compete with the four young masters of the East Region. He was ready to waste the 100 million taels of silver, but he made a lot of money.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful person like Mr. Tang in the small East Region. If he was born in the North Spirit Realm, I'm afraid he would also stir up trouble among the younger generation of the North Spirit Realm." Shen Shan sighed.

...

"This Yuncheng is too strong. Two of the top five in the East Region Competition were from Yuncheng!"

"It's terrible. What happened to Yuncheng? It has been at the bottom of the previous sessions, but it has made such a big improvement this time."

Everyone talked about Yuncheng, and Lin Xiao's mouth was harder to suppress than AK.

Counting the good things that happened recently, the scar on my wife's face disappeared, my daughter's strength has greatly improved, and now she has made a big splash in the East Region Competition. Her status has risen... It seems that after meeting Tang Yan, his life has also become smooth sailing.

...

After the competition, Tang Yan was about to go back to Wanfang Tower with Lin Xiao.

"Brother Tang, please stay." An old voice came.

Tang Yan turned his head and found that Shen Shan was waving at him.

Lin Xiao also saw the person clearly. It was the old man who bet 100 million taels of silver on Tang Yan.

"If you have something to do, go first." Lin Xiao smiled.

"Who is that person?" Lin Dongxue asked directly.

"The new friend I met when I went out two days ago doesn't seem to be someone who listens to incense. I'll go over and take a look first."

Tang Yan apologized and walked towards Shen Shan.

"Brother Shen, Xiaohe, we meet again." Tang Yan greeted with a smile.

"It just so happened that the East Region Competition was about to start, so I took He'er to see it. I didn't expect that the little brother would also participate. It's really wonderful that Mr. Tang can win by leaps and bounds!" Shen Shan praised sincerely.

"After all, the strength is only at the Xuan level, and the difference between the small level and the small level is not big. It's just a fluke victory." Tang Yan said modestly.

Shen Shan's curiosity became stronger and stronger. Although this young man's strength is low, his character is quite good. What kind of person can teach such an excellent disciple?

"Little brother is too modest. Let's go to the inn where I stay and have a chat."

Shen Shan invited Tang Yan to get on a carriage. A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at a restaurant in Zixin Lake.

Entering the restaurant, they went directly to the backyard and came to a long corridor.

Leaning on the railing, the beautiful scenery of Zixin Lake can be seen at a glance.

It's just that the restaurant is relatively deserted. Except for the waiter, there is not a single guest. In such a prosperous area of ​​Zixin Lake, such a situation is really incredible.

As if seeing Tang Yan's surprise, Shen Shan explained: "I'm afraid of noise, so I booked this restaurant, and I'm leaving tonight."

If you're afraid of noise, you book a restaurant directly. This is really generous.

But thinking of the amount of money Shen Shan bet today, Tang Yan felt relieved. I'm afraid Shen Shan didn't care about this little money at all.

Tang Yan arched his hands, his eyes fell on Shen He, and asked in confusion: "Brother, you called me here this time, is there any problem with Xiao He's mental method?"

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Shen Shan took a deep breath, tried to calm down his excitement, and said slowly: "No problem, and the effect is beyond imagination. It's only been three days, and Xiao He's cultivation has reached the third level of Yuanjie!"

Tang Yan was shocked. He reached the third level in three days? This speed is too amazing!

"Has Xiao He taken any spiritual medicine recently?" Tang Yan asked.

"I was worried that my body couldn't bear it, so I only took a low-grade second-level spiritual medicine. This speed of advancement shocked me, not to mention you." Shen Shan's eyes flashed with joy.

Tang Yan looked at Shen He carefully, and asked Shen He to stretch out his arm and put it on his pulse to detect it. After a while, Tang Yan let go of his hand and smiled: "Xiao He has taken a lot of spiritual medicines in recent years. Because he couldn't practice, a lot of spiritual power was accumulated in his body.

Now that there is a way to practice, the accumulation of those pills has begun to catalyze, and I believe he will soon reach the yellow level.

In the future, try to avoid fire attributes when taking pills."

Hearing Tang Yan's explanation, Shen Shan suddenly realized that he was worried that his grandson would have problems if he advanced too quickly, and this was the reason.

Shen Shan, who was relieved, thanked Tang Yan, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, you can say whatever you want." Tang Yan smiled.

"Who is your master?" Shen Shan asked.

"This..." Tang Yan was stunned after hearing this, and smiled bitterly: "My master comes and goes without a trace, and he is indifferent to worldly affairs. I don't know his name at all, and I don't even see him a few times a year."

Hearing Tang Yan's answer, Shen Shan believed it and took a deep breath and said: "I wonder if the master has talked to me about 'power'?"