"That beast, what a big dog's courage! Do you dare to beat me like this!"

When Manager Zhao woke up, he was like an angry rooster, and his throat kept screaming.

Several servants who wanted to take care of him were kicked and vomited blood by him. They did not lie in the bed and hummed in pain until he was exhausted.

At this moment, his injuries were really terrible. Not only did his arms be interrupted by Bai Yang, but his ribs were broken, and even his breathing would hurt. He wanted to turn over and get out of bed several times, but he didn't dare to do anything because of the pain, and his face couldn't help but be filled with resentment.

Of course, his nose was also knocked down by Bai Yang, and his resentful expression made him feel even more painful.

This made his hatred for Bai Yang become more and more intense!

"Dog bastard, little beast, I must kill you! Not only you, I also want to make Old Man Liu pay the price!" Thinking of this, Manager Zhao could no longer hold back his hatred, endured the severe pain, and walked out of the door in three or two steps, and rushed towards his cousin's residence.

As an elder of the Xuanjian Sect and a key position as the leader of the imperial court, the place where Zhao Han and Zhao live is one of the more favorable places in the sect. Even the towering mountain peaks are owned by him. The entire mountain peak is thousands of feet high, and the top of the mountain is always surrounded by smoke and clouds. Only a black building full of murderous aura can be seen standing on the top of the mountain.

Zhao Han entered Xuanjian Sect at the age of ten and became an inner disciple at the age of twenty. It took another ten years to break through the [Gangqi Realm] at the age of thirty, reach the [Dingyuan Realm], and become a deacon of the sect. Finally, at the age of sixty, he entered the [Diyuan Realm], became an elder, and took charge of the power of life and death of disciples within the sect.

Every master of [Earth Yuan Realm] is a powerful force within the sect to intimidate the outside world. Even the head of the Xuanjian Sect is only the peak of the tenth stage of the Earth Yuan Realm, and it is still far from the mysterious [Earth Yuan Realm].

In other words, in this continent, the Earth Yuan Realm is already a rare master, so it is not difficult to imagine why Manager Zhao is arrogant and domineering. Because his cousin is Zhao Han, a Earth Yuan Realm master, and also an elder of the sect, with brilliant power.

Just as Manager Zhao went through a lot of hardships to come to the black building, he swallowed his saliva, looked up at the cold gate that looked like black iron cast, and said in a trembling voice: "Nephew Zhao Fei, please see uncle!"

Before he finished speaking, Manager Zhao hurriedly buried his head, and he quickly knelt down, his forehead fell heavily on the ground, and he didn't dare to let out his anger.

Time has not passed long, but Manager Zhao felt that it was as long as half of his life. The cold air around him made him feel uncomfortable, and it stimulated the wound but did not dare to scream, for fear of angering his uncle with great power.

But he was the only one around him, with heavy and rapid breathing sounds, and he didn't respond for a long time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the cold black giant door slowly opened, silently, like the mouth of a giant beast. However, this was an incomparable honor for Manager Zhao!

Manager Zhao was full of awe for his distant cousin who was not very related to blood. However, every time he came, the door in front of him had never been opened. Only the voice with a faint cold air came from the hall, conveying his wish without emotion.

I think he hasn't seen his distant cousin with his own eyes for more than ten years.

"It seems that I was standing on Murong Zhen's side this time and was appreciated by my uncle!" Manager Zhao changed his mind, then he got up and walked in with joy.

When you enter the building, your vision immediately becomes clear. A dark carpet stretches out, nearly dozens of feet, connecting to the extremely tall stone steps at the end of your sight.

Manager Zhao looked up at the highest place in the stone steps. The back of the wide black robe did not dare to climb the stone steps. He just knelt down at the lowest point and cried bitterly: "Uncle, you have to make the decision for your nephew!"

"Put your tears and don't dirty my place." Zhao Han turned around slowly, his head as white as snow, showing that he was already in his twilight years, but his appearance that only looked middle-aged gave people a feeling of a childish face.

Once the cultivation level reaches the Cental Yuan Realm, life span can break through the boundaries of mortals and extend to two hundred years old. The appearance can delay aging. As for the Earth Yuan Realm masters, although they are not as old as the legendary masters, it is difficult to see their true age from their appearance.

Now Zhao Han is over 70 years old, but he is still like a middle-aged man, with a sharp murderous aura between his eyebrows and majesty.

Zhao Han stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was integrated with the entire building and could hide in the shadows at any time, but no one could ignore him standing there.

He stared at Manager Zhao's broken arms and said disdainfully: "Although you are a waste, you also have the cultivation level of the fifth level of War Qi. How could you be injured to such an extent?"

When Manager Zhao heard this, tears and snot flowed. He quickly added fuel to the fire and told him about Bai Yang's injury. He also told him how he helped Murong Zhen raise money, and the obstruction of Mr. Liu, the manager of the kitchen, all of them were explained one by one.

After listening quietly, Zhao Han sneered on his face, "A manager in the kitchen and an outer disciple of Zhan Qi 7th Section made you like this? I thought that although you were useless, I felt relieved to do some small things. Now it seems that it really disappoints me."

Manager Zhao knelt on the ground and did not dare to say anything.

"The Murong family and my Xuanjian Sect have business dealings every year, and the Murong family leader has some personal relationships with me. Although external forces are strictly prohibited from being assisted in this outer sect competition, if you can, you can still help Murong Zhen." Zhao Han decided on the matter with one sentence, "As for the back kitchen manager, just arrange a charge to go down the mountain. Bai Yang you mentioned, you will deal with after the sect competition." After that, Zhao Han blinked his fingers, and the earth element power in his body condensed into a drop of black water droplets, and flew out with murderous aura and drilled into the eyebrows of Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao exclaimed in surprise, then he felt the power of Earth Yuan flowing through his meridians to his arms. His arms that were interrupted by Bai Yang recovered instantly, and the injuries in his body healed, and even his combat energy cultivation improved!

He kowtowed quickly and said, "Uncle Thank you for your reward!"

Zhao Han narrowed his eyes, turned his back and stopped looking at him, but said lightly: "No matter how useless you are, you are still a member of me, Zhao Han. That kind of ant-like garbage is not worth my attack, but I want you to tell them that when you hit a dog, you always have to look at the owner!"

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"There are only a few plants, and it has just passed the maturity period. It seems that this treasure house has been almost fully cultivated."

After three days, Bai Yang finally picked the last spiritual heart grass in this radius. Including the ones found before, five spiritual heart grasses had fallen into his pocket.

If these five spiritual heart grasses are refined properly, it will be fine to refine at least seven or eight spiritual enlightenment pills. However, Bai Yang does not have such a method of refining medicine, and does not think about those, hold the spiritual heart grass in his hand and take it directly.

The spiritual heart grass dissolved into the mouth and turned into pure medicinal power, drilling into Bai Yang's limbs and bones. Bai Yang immediately groaned, and a lot of sweat and impurities were emitted from his whole body. At the same time, he used the qi-moving route of the Great Xuan Gong to refine the medicinal power. The fighting energy in his body seemed to inject a stream of fresh blood, which increased by one third to the naked eye.

However, this medicinal power still exists. Bai Yang estimated that if all these medicinal powers were refined, it would be fine to provide him with about 10% of the combat energy.

After about half a stick of incense, Bai Yang refined all the medicine power, and his eyes were full of energy. "Although the violent method of taking it is too rough, the power of stars in my body is very strange. There is no waste of the strong locking medicine power. The speed of this battle qi is simply astonishing!"

Normally, taking the spiritual medicine and spiritual herbs directly is worse than refining it into elixirs.

Because the spiritual herbs you take directly have not been refined through special means, most of the medicinal power will dissipate in the body, which will waste the medicinal power.

Moreover, most of the most primitive medicinal power is very violent. Infiltration into the body will cause irreversible dark diseases to the meridians. Forced to take spiritual herbs is to use the method of taking spiritual herbs once and once, otherwise taking too much will cause very strong side effects to the body.

But Bai Yang is different from ordinary people. He has a star power inherited from the self-proclaimed gods in his body. Although he does not know the many mysteries of this star power for the time being, now it can lock in the medicinal power and make it gentle.

In other words, it is a means of taking medicine for others to die. For Bai Yang, it is not only possible to use, but the effect is several times that of others. This is simply improving the use of cheating!

Just imagine that when others are hindering the poison of medicine, Bai Yang can improve his strength by taking spiritual herbs, and he is not even afraid of any waste. The benefits brought by this are a bit terrifying.

However, Bai Yang himself knew that this method could not really replace his own efforts, because the cultivation level that was improved by external objects was like an attic in the sky, with unstable foundation and could collapse at any time.

What's more, he doesn't have so many spiritual herbs for himself to take, so external objects are just auxiliary, and cultivation is the right way.

Just when Bai Yang sorted out the other four spiritual grasses and was about to continue on the road, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance, which made him immediately alert.

Now he is at the peak of the seventh level of the war energy, and his senses have been greatly improved. If he uses all his strength, he can hear a sound within three hundred feet, and within one hundred feet, he can be alert.

The footsteps were not far from him, only within a hundred feet, but listening to their routes, it seemed that they did not conflict with themselves, and they could avoid them as long as they were hidden.

At this time, the only disciples of Xuanjian Sect will appear in the forest.
Chapter completed!