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Chapter 43: The Legend of the Exiled Immortal

At the invitation of the three people, Yang Cheng sat down grandly and drank two cups of Dahongpao like a sip. He thought the taste was pretty good and started chatting with a few people.

Although the three of them were still wary, they kept guessing Yang Cheng's true identity.

However, Yang Cheng was able to get here easily and showed up after listening to many conversations. In addition to showing that he was extremely skilled and not afraid of a few people, he seemed to have no ill intentions.

For such a master who suddenly appeared, everyone here held the idea that even if they couldn't make more friends, it was best not to offend him.

Therefore, as long as the following topic did not involve their own secrets, the three of them would happily chat with Yang Cheng.

Sipping the fine tea and talking with the most outstanding people in the world, not to mention the fact that there was a very beautiful woman beside him and the newly elected leader of the martial arts alliance, Yang Cheng suddenly felt that his trip was worthwhile.

After Yunshan chatted for a while, Yang Cheng also heard some secrets about the world, fulfilled his wish, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

But before leaving, he wanted to do one more thing.

"I see that although some of them have profound skills and are still at their peak, they all seem to have hidden injuries and lack of energy and blood. It may be disadvantageous to fight the enemy in such a state."

As he spoke, Yang Cheng took out a porcelain vase from his body and continued: "We are destined to meet each other! Since I have received your hospitality, Yang has a few pills here, which happen to be effective in repairing hidden wounds. I will give them to you now. That's it.

Let’s contribute to the next big thing for you!”

After saying that, before anyone could speak, Yang Cheng gently placed the porcelain bottle on the stone table, stood up, walked into the darkness, and disappeared in an instant.

Several people at the table were a little stunned when they saw Yang Cheng leaving so cleanly. They looked at each other and then looked at the vial on the stone table.

"Is there any problem?" The leader of the martial arts alliance, who was a little younger than the three of them, but actually about thirty years old, said in a deep voice.

"If there is any problem, let the old monk take a look and find out!" The monk's eyes flashed, he reached for the porcelain bottle, opened it, tilted it slightly and carefully poured out a pill.

The elixir is white and smooth, with a smooth and round appearance. After pouring it out of the bottle, a strange fragrance mixed with a very strong medicinal smell hits your nostrils.

Just taking a whiff of the fragrance will make you feel refreshed and relaxed.

"Eh!" Faced with such a magical elixir, everyone here, not to mention the old monk, had never seen it before, or even heard of it.

When the Taoist and the rich man next to them saw this, their thoughts moved and they couldn't help pouring out the other two pills from the porcelain bottle, holding them in their hands and looking at them carefully.

"From the perspective of the old monk who has studied medicinal herbs for many years, the elixir does not seem to be fake. It is very likely that it is really effective in repairing dark wounds! I just don't know how it is refined and why its appearance is so smooth."

The old monk thought about it while he was talking. After a moment, he suddenly shook his whole body, showing an expression of uncontrollable excitement. He gently blinked in the direction of Yang Cheng's departure, and said again with a trembling voice, "Ru Lao

If the monk's prediction is correct, that one should be the legendary one."

The old monk only said half of what he said, and the leader and the woman couldn't understand it at all, and were about to ask what kind it was.

However, the Taoist and the rich man immediately understood what Master Yuanzhi meant. Then they showed expressions of incredible excitement.

"Is it really that kind of thing?" the rich man said tremblingly.

"I have never heard of a top master who is so young and can easily take out pills. Based on the old monk's many years of experience, he can only be that kind of person." Master Yuanzhi said with certainty.

In fact, the Taoist and the rich man had already believed the master's words, but they just wanted to confirm whether they were dreaming and could meet the legendary characters.

In this way, it can completely explain Yang Cheng's behavior of taking out the elixir casually. As for the appearance, the three of them would not be deceived, thinking that it was just a disguise, but in fact he should be an old god who has been practicing for many years.

When I lowered my head again, I saw the round pill in my hand. I quickly grabbed it tightly, as if I was worried that it would disappear after a while, but then I was extremely surprised.

With their status, they have reached the highest level and status in the world at least ten years ago, and they have heard some rumors about it.

Unexpectedly, I would actually meet that kind of legendary figure here. Not only did I chat with them for a few words, but I also gave them a bottle of elixir for drinking a few sips of tea.

"This is a thing from the immortal family!" The more the three of them thought about it, the more they couldn't calm down.

Although the young martial arts leader and his female companion were in the dark and couldn't quite understand what was being said, they could tell that it must be something good. They quickly reached for the porcelain bottle on the stone table and saw that it was already empty and gone!

A feeling of extreme sadness filled my heart and mind.

"That's good. The old monk has been suffering from injuries and illnesses for many years. Now he can't wait any longer, so he should take a step back!" As he said this, the monk hurried into the courtyard with the elixir and went back to his room to take it.

The leader and the woman were dumbfounded by the eager movements of a child who looked like he had obtained something extraordinary and a treasure. He was completely unlike Master Yuanzhi who usually looked solemn and dignified with treasures.

"Me too!" Not to be outdone, the Taoist man and the rich man jumped up and wanted to return to the house.

"father!"

"Master."

The woman and the alliance leader couldn't bear it anymore and shouted quickly.

The bodies of the rich man and the Taoist froze at the same time. They looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Alas! They said with a bitter face like frost beating a banana: "I know, each of us will leave a little for you. In fact, you are still young. This

There’s no need to grow anything at all.”

"Then I don't care. I don't have to, but I'm about to go to the battlefield, so you have to leave some for him." The woman said with reason.

The Taoist and the rich man also know that in front of two young people, it is impossible to explain anything without leaving a trace, otherwise they will be despised.

However, for such a pill, even if it is cut off a layer, it should be enough, so I had no choice but to agree, and the beautiful woman turned from anger to joy.

Yang Cheng left a few Qi and Blood Pills behind, treating it as a casual game, and soon forgot all about it.

But what he didn't know was that the three people who had begun to age and decline, after taking the elixir left by Yang Cheng, suddenly reached the top of their true energy and became unrivaled masters in the world.

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The three of them, plus the young alliance leader, repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in the offensive and defensive battles with the Feng Kingdom's army. With their own personal power, they delayed the demise of the Song Kingdom for more than ten years.

Many years later, the story of Yang Cheng's gift of pills quietly spread, becoming a legend and adventure that people in the world dream of.

Among them, on the night of the full moon, Yang Cheng who came to step on the plum blossoms was called the banished immortal by the world. This story was also written into the picture book and has been passed down.

After hearing this legendary story, countless painters couldn't help yearning for it. They picked up their brushes and painted that profound night and the young immortal...
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