The First Saint of Alchemy

"Don't be surprised, and don't try to circulate your true energy. The fire evil poison has been resolved, of course, not by the method you thought.

Your clothes have also been changed, but my maid changed them for you. In a few days, I will help you refine some elixirs to help you regain your strength. "A gentle voice came. Ziyun looked up and saw that it was the young man she had seen before.

"How did you help me detoxify?" Zi Yun asked in a cold voice, not trusting Tang Yan.

"Why should I tell you? You just need to remember that you have not been violated. If you don't believe me, you can feel it for yourself." Tang Yan shrugged and continued:

"I know you want to say now that if I don't tell you, you will kill me, but you can't use Qi in your Dantian now, so you can't beat me. Of course, don't force me to die, we won't accept your tricks."

Hearing Tang Yan's such rogue words, Zi Yun couldn't help but feel extremely angry, but she really didn't seem to feel any discomfort, so her hanging heart relaxed slightly, she glared at Tang Yan and said, "I'm sorry you don't dare, what if in the future?" If I know what you did to me, I can't forgive you."

After hearing Zi Yun's words, Tang Yan said dissatisfied: "First, I saved you. If you don't believe me, you can commit suicide. Second, don't threaten me. If you make me unhappy, I will kill you." Expelled from my house, you are so beautiful and unable to fight back. If you are violated by some rogue, don't blame me. "

Upon hearing Tang Yan's words, Zi Yun was so angry that her little face bulged, but she wisely closed her mouth and cursed Tang Yan ten thousand times in her heart.

Seeing that Zi Yun stopped talking, Tang Yan said: "I will stay at the Tang family these days. When your strength recovers, it's up to you to stay or go. I'm going to practice."

After saying that, Tang Yan left the room.

Looking at his back, Ziyun was alone in the room in a daze. Is it possible that there really is a Liu Xiahui in this world who is still pregnant?

…

The smile on Mr. Tang's face has really increased recently.

His son had been missing for many years, and his grandson had never been useful. Tang Ling was worried that there was no successor to the Tang family.

Later, Tang Yan's Dantian was abolished, and Mr. Tang's thoughts were cut off. He only wanted to use his best efforts to protect his grandson's safety for the rest of his life.

Now, Tang Yan has gotten lucky and worshiped a mysterious master. Not only has his Dantian been repaired, but his strength has also reached the eighth level of the Yuan level. This gave Mr. Tang an instant hope for his life.

Mr. Tang felt that he was dozens of years younger. Several bonsais that he had not taken care of for many years were taken out and pruned by him every day.

"Master, Master!" Just as Mr. Tang was playing with a pot of orchids in the study, Mo Bo hurriedly rushed in.

Mr. Tang knew this old friend's temper very well. Unless there was something particularly urgent, his old friend would never be so rash.

"Brother Mo, don't be excited, don't be excited, what happened? Did that boy Tang Yan get into trouble again?"

"No, no!" Mo Bo was extremely excited at the moment, his old face filled with excitement: "Young Master is not causing trouble, he is making meritorious deeds!"

"Meritorious service? What meritorious service?" After hearing that he was not causing trouble, Mr. Tang felt relieved and asked hurriedly.

"Last time, after the eldest young master reprimanded the guards in the martial arts field, he supervised the training of these guards. Do you still remember this?" Mo Bo asked mysteriously.

"Don't show off, what's wrong with those guards?" Mr. Tang urged.

"There are a total of one hundred and twenty guards. Just today, they all broke through the original realm and entered the first level of the Yellow Rank!" Mo Bo shouted.

"Oh, what a big deal. Isn't it normal to advance! Give the person who advanced a better treatment and encourage him." Mr. Tang waved his hand impatiently. Suddenly, Mr. Tang reacted and his whole body froze.

Then he grabbed Mo Bo and shouted loudly: "What did you just say? One hundred and twenty guards, all of them first-class yellow rank? Is this true?"

"Ahem, master, don't get excited, don't get excited, speak slowly. I also heard what that guy Yanjun said, and I came directly to report it when I was anxious. Who knows whether it is true or not." After being swayed by Tang Ling for a long time, Mo Bo It feels like this old bone is about to be torn apart.

"Let's go, stop talking and go to the martial arts arena!" Mr. Tang grabbed the old man's hand and hurriedly walked out.

That boy Yanjun has a very upright character and has never been ambiguous about important matters. Mr. Tang didn't believe that he would use this matter to shame himself, and he already vaguely believed it in his heart. Only one hundred and twenty guards all entered the Yellow Order. Mr. Tang had never dared to imagine such a grand occasion.

The two old men hurried to the martial arts arena. Before they entered, they felt the condensed momentum inside. Tang Ling and Mo Bo looked at each other in surprise. Both of them had reached the Xuan level in strength, and they could feel the changes in the aura of the outside world very clearly. Could the many auras inside be the aura of Huang Jie?

Holding back his surprise, Tang Ling took a deep breath and opened the door to the martial arts arena.

"I've met the master!"

"Meet Mob!"

Seeing the two old men entering the venue, all the guards saluted in unison.

Tang Ling smiled and nodded to everyone, and asked loudly: "I heard that your strength has improved?"

"Sir, the one hundred and twenty soldiers of the Tang family have all entered the first rank of the Yellow Order!" Mo Yanjun ran over at this moment, looking a little excited. He turned his head and shouted: "Line up!"

"Whoa!" Soon, one hundred and twenty people were standing in the open space with their heads held high, uniform and full of momentum.

"Listen to my instructions and do a set of Tang Family Boxing!" Mo Yanjun shouted: "Get ready! Start!"

"Roar! Ha! Ha!" As Mo Yanjun issued the order, a group of Tang family soldiers quickly performed Tang family fists. One hundred and twenty yellow-level warriors gathered their energy and performed martial arts at the same time. The strong wind was everywhere, and the scene was amazing.

Mr. Tang was already stunned. He looked at them one by one. This one is a yellow-level, this one is also, and this one is still a yellow-level, yellow-level! Yellow-level...all yellow-level!

When Mr. Tang carefully looked at all the 120 Tang family soldiers, his eyes were already dull, as if he was in a dream.

Mo Bo was not much better. Listening to Mo Yanjun's report in the morning was one thing, but when he saw the 120 yellow-level warriors with his own eyes, the shock in his heart was also indescribable.

"Not bad! Not bad!" Mr. Tang praised several times in succession. After all, he was a man who had experienced great storms. He suppressed his ecstasy and shock. Tang Ling called Mo Yanjun and asked quietly: "Yanjun, how did these guards improve their strength?"

Mr. Tang was able to break into the four major families in Yuncheng. He was naturally not a fool. These more than 100 people actually entered the yellow level in one night. It was against common sense. They must have encountered other opportunities.

"Yanjun, tell me what happened." Mo Bo also asked from the side.