Zombie Evil Emperor

The wind howled in my ears, my clothes rustled in the strong wind, and the mountains and rivers on the ground were retreating rapidly.

The speed of the golden elixir stage monks flying in the air is several times faster than the speed of flying in the clouds and fog in the foundation stage. Under the guidance of Ziyun and Zixia, a day later, Yang Tian, ​​Lin Xin and the others arrived in Luyang County. county seat.

This Luyang City is different from what Yang Tian imagined. It is not a huge city with four walls several feet high and hundreds of miles long from left to right.

On the contrary, Luyang County is very small, with a city wall only five miles long and an area less than one-twentieth of Qiantang Town.

The county seat of a county is less than one-twentieth of the size of a town. In fact, this is not surprising, because the county seat is a city of cultivators, and the people who live there are monks, not ordinary mortals.

Although the county is small, it is the most prosperous commercial city for immortal cultivators within a radius of thousands of miles, attracting dozens or hundreds of small sects such as Baiyunguan in Luyang County, as well as those casual cultivators without sect families. Come and buy and sell cultivation resources.

Yang Tian remembered that when the netherworld energy of Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave erupted a few years ago, Baiyun Temple received compensation from Xianting and asked for a qualification token to do business in the county, and sent an elder and several disciples here. A Baiyunguan Xiuxian grocery store opened in the city.

If Yang Tian was not in a hurry to see Master Wei to cast his natal magical weapon, Yang Tian would have gone to the shop opened by his sect to have a look.

At this moment, two or three people from a shop not far ahead were thrown out and fell hard to the ground, causing the monks passing by on the street to watch.

The attacker walked out of the shop. He was a middle-aged man with mid-level foundation-building cultivation.

The big man pointed at the injured shop assistants on the ground and threatened: "My brother bought the cultivation elixir from your shop. After taking it back, he was poisoned that night and almost went crazy. You only compensated one hundred yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. This is what you are doing now. Are we easy to bully? Let me tell you, without three thousand low-grade spiritual stones, I will block the door every day from now on to see if your store can continue to open."

One of them, who was lying on the ground with bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth, probably pointed at the big man who beat someone, and said to the crowd watching: "The cultivation elixirs sold in our shop are not problematic at all. Last time he said you The junior brother bought our elixir and got poisoned and almost went crazy. We all compensated him with a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. This time he said that his junior brother was poisoned by taking our elixir and asked for two thousand low-grade spiritual stones as compensation. What do you think? What is the difference between their extortion behavior and that of bandits?"

The people around them were not fools, and they immediately understood that the middle-aged man and his junior brother were engaging in typical blackmail.

In the world of cultivating immortals, although there are not many cases of extortion of shops like this, they do happen frequently.

Generally speaking, the shops that are extorted are from small cultivating families with little background.

The monks watching the excitement around them did not have any so-called ideas of roaring when they saw injustice, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak to maintain justice.

Some of them just wanted to see the outcome, whether the store would compromise and compensate, or whether it would refuse to compensate and be beaten by the big man.

"Boy, you were the one who scolded me in the store just now, and now you are framing me for blackmail." The middle-aged man smiled ferociously and said, "I will cut your tongue out today to teach you a lesson."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man pinched the shop assistant's cheek, and added a hooked knife to his left hand. It looked like he was not joking, but he really wanted to cut the shop assistant's tongue.

"stop!"

At this moment, Yang Tian pushed away everyone from the outside and stared at the middle-aged man with a gloomy expression.

Feeling that the aura on Yang Tian's body was only that of a middle-aged man with the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building, it did not mean that he raised his head and looked at Yang Tian with a fierce look and threatened: "If you know what's going on, you'd better mind your own business."

"Master, Master, please save Brother Ma." At this time, other store clerks who were knocked down and lying on the ground shouted loudly when they saw Yang Tianhou.

That's right, these shop assistants who were thrown out of the shop by the middle-aged man were all disciples of Baiyun Temple.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Tian, ​​who never likes to watch the excitement, came to take a look when he heard that the voice of the Baiyunguan disciple named Ma was very familiar.

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The middle-aged man did not expect that the young man in front of him, who had only the early stage of foundation building, was actually the master of Yiguan, and he was also the owner behind this shop.

Immediately, the middle-aged man laughed and let go of the Baiyunguan disciple named Ma. He looked at Yang Tian and laughed and said: "Your store sells fake medicine. My brother was poisoned and almost went crazy that night after taking it. Are you? Owner of this shop, what do you think we should do?"

Yang Tian narrowed his cold eyes and said calmly: "What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his palm and said: "Compensate my junior brother with five thousand low-grade spiritual stones."

In the blink of an eye, he added three thousand more low-grade spiritual stones. Apparently, he did not take Yang Tian, ​​who was in the early stages of foundation building, into consideration, but instead regarded him as the best target for blackmail.

Yang Tian: "Five thousand pieces of low-grade spiritual stones are fine, but you asked me to check whether your brother was poisoned by taking the elixir from our store as you said."

"This is the elixir sold in your store. The elixir has the mark of your store on it. This cannot be fake." The middle-aged man seemed to have expected that Yang Tian would check it, and casually touched an elixir bottle.

Then, he pointed at the two early-stage foundation-building companions standing behind him. One of them, a tall and thin monk with a pale face, said: "This is my brother. You can check whether the poison in his body was taken from your store." Caused by the elixir.”

The middle-aged man looks confident and ready for you to check casually.

From his confident look, Yang Tian knew that this middle-aged man must be a habitual criminal who extorted money from the store. The result of this inspection would definitely be as the middle-aged man said, it was the pills sold in their store. has a problem.

However, Yang Tian still opened the elixir bottle and poured out an elixir for inspection. First, he checked the mark on the elixir. It was indeed the unique mark of Baiyun Temple.

Although Yang Tian was not an alchemy master, he often took pills for cultivation. He soon discovered that there was something wrong with this pill. Although it was not a poison pill, it was not a normal pill for practice.

When Baiyunguan refines the elixir, it will be inspected by two or three alchemists to confirm that it is not a waste elixir before it is sold in a shop.

Now there are problems with seven or eight pills in this bottle of pills. Obviously, there must be something fishy in it.

Yang Tian calmly sent a message to Ziyun Zixia: "I'm going to beat a few people here. You can figure it out if anything happens later."

After transmitting the message, Yang Tian walked towards the pale-faced thin and tall early-stage foundation-building monk and said, "Here, let me check to see if you are poisoned."

Can any reader guess how Yang Tian will deal with the three middle-aged men next? Do you have? ? ? You can take a guess.