Chapter 17

"Younger martial brother, I didn't expect to meet again. You did a good job just now!"

Zhuang Chenglu no longer paid attention to the broken scale flower python, but went to Yang Yi and patted him on the shoulder.

"The nine thorn flower you sold me before is a fake..."

Yang Yi is not angry, but after thinking about it, it seems that the current occasion is not suitable to talk about this.

"Ah, have you been seen through? Sorry, sorry."

Zhuang Chenglu smiled awkwardly and said, "however, thanks to you, this animal didn't hurt people. You are obviously at the level of blood refining and dare to turn back. Your courage is commendable."

She saw the scene just now when she came.

"Well, when I get back, I will personally refine a furnace of dragon blood pill as a reward for you and express my apology. What do you think? Even in the inner door, many martial brothers begged me to refine pills for them!"

Dragon blood pill has the effect of condensing Qi and blood, which is of great benefit to those who refine blood and martial arts!

Because the refining process is cumbersome and the materials are complex, few people have taken it even in the sect.

This leaves Yang Yi speechless.

The value of dragon blood pill is much higher than 82.

Since the other party offered, there is naturally no reason to refuse.

"Then thank elder martial sister Zhuang first." He should.

"Thank you for your help, young Xia."

Over there, Zhang Jiu knelt down directly and shed tears of gratitude.

In just a few quarters of an hour, he experienced too many twists and turns, and his mood was complex.

"What's the matter with the child behind that?"

Zhuang Chenglu noticed that Zhang Xiaohu's face was ugly and there was a faint black air.

Yang Yi told the reason of the matter in its entirety.

"Old and immortal! I made fun of my grandson's life. Do you Hunters know the toxicity of ghost grass?" Zhuang Chenglu walked over and kicked Zhang Jiu.

"I hope nvxia can cure my grandson. I deserve to die, but he really has a hard life."

Zhang Jiu was too busy to climb back.

"Roll, roll, I don't eat this. What's the use of crying? Don't you feel ashamed at such an old age?"

Zhuang Chenglu said impatiently. Although he said so, he squatted down and carefully checked Zhang Xiaohu's situation.

"He used to be weak and hung by drugs. Now he is poisoned by ghost grass. 90% of his life has gone. Even if there is a way to save him, it will cost a lot."

"As long as you can save my grandson, you can kill me."

Zhang Jiu recognized the turn in his words.

After all, he practiced martial arts. Although he did not worship Qixia sect, he also knew that these people had immortal family skills.

In their eyes, the helpless disease of ordinary people is nothing but a flick of their hands.

"Hey, little old man, how much do you think your life is worth?"

The disciple who was dealing with the body of the flower Python greeted with a smile.

This is cruel, but it hits the nail on the head.

"Well, well, what's the point of saying these useless things?" Zhuang Chenglu glanced at the disciple and looked at Zhang Jiu again. "The flower Python almost ate your grandparents and grandchildren. I have some responsibility. If you can trust me, I'll take your grandchildren back to the sect first. If you can't save them, I don't owe each other. If you can't save them, I just need a drug testing boy. He will stay and test the medicine for me to pay off the debt in the future. What do you think?"

"This."

Zhang Jiu knew the harm of the test drug.

But if you don't promise at the moment, your grandson will die directly.

"Well, it's all up to nvxia!"

He kowtowed heavily.

"Go back. Don't believe in hearsay prescriptions in the future. It's ugly."

Zhuang Chenglu avoids Zhang Jiu's kowtow.

Call Yang Yi.

"Excuse me, younger martial brother, to carry him."

For the sake of dragon blood pill, Yang Yi didn't refuse.

When you leave.

Zhang Jiu has been kneeling on the ground.

The two disciples were left to deal with the hunted python.

Yang Yi carries Zhang Xiaohu on his back and silently follows Zhuang Chenglu up the mountain.

There was nothing to say along the way.

They are not at the same level and can not talk much.

When he returned to zongmen in the afternoon, Yang Yi carried Zhang Xiaohu to the inner door Hefeng hospital and left.

Zhuang Chenglu told him to get the dragon blood pill in five days.

Yang Yi went to the task hall to make a description.

Then go to Lingquan mountain nearby to collect Lingyun.

Then we returned to the wooden hut on the side peak.

A lot has happened today. He has to be quiet.

"Anyway, I have seen the monster at the bone refining level, which is very useful for the positioning of my own strength, and there may be dragon blood pill, and Zhang Xiaohu's disease is expected to be cured..."

Such an outcome has been unexpected.

"Yang Yi, why did you come back?"

As soon as he returned to muliao, Yang Yi saw a man. It was Zhou Yan.

At the moment, Zhou Yan is wearing light blue disciple clothes. Obviously, he has also broken through blood refining and promoted to an external disciple.

However, it was half a month slower than expected. He said he could break through it in a month, and I don't know why he delayed the progress.

same evening.

The fire rose.

There is a fat rabbit on it.

Under the baking of the flame, it keeps Zizi emitting oil.

"Our brothers finally got through!"

Zhou Yan recalled the sadness of this year and almost shed tears.

Although his family is not as rich as Yang Yi, he is also extremely rich and has been spoiled since childhood.

It's hard to explain the central acid of having been fighting for zongmen for a year.

"Practice well and strive to enter the inner door as soon as possible."

Yang Yi replaced wine with tea, raised his glass and touched it.

In Qixia sect, only when promoted to an inner disciple can it be regarded as the core.

Zhuang Chenglu can take Zhang Xiaohu up the mountain on his own, but he doesn't have the confidence.

"OK, I will break through bone refining before you this time!"

Zhou Yan drank it with pride.

Break off a piece of roast rabbit meat and bite it.

“……”

Yang Yi took a silent look at the property panel.

Less than 20% of the experience required to break through bone refining.

He estimated that Zhou Yan's wish was difficult to achieve

See Zhou Yan off at night.

Yang Yi did not take the initiative to feed back the Cabernet Sauvignon work.

After punching for a while in the hospital, he went to bed early.

The next day.

Yang Yi finds Xu Menghua.

The latter mentioned that you can ask him to guide you to practice Baoshan boxing.

Since Yang Yi listened to his words and took the task, he would not be ashamed to come.

When he didn't come, he didn't have empty hands. He was holding a high-level decree.

External disciples only have four teaching classes in a month. If they want to open a small stove at other times, they need to exchange teaching orders.

It's not enough to find a steward level to open a small stove. It has to be high-level.

One piece of this thing costs 1000 Liang. It's not expensive. It's not cost-effective.

But Yang Yi thinks it's worth it.

Because the other party can exchange this order for resources.

When he came to the place where Xu Menghua lived before, he noticed that there was some poverty here.

Even the tea is a little cheap.

Yang Yi always pursues the good tradition of reciprocity. No matter how good the relationship is, the number of rites cannot be less.

What's more, his relationship with Xu Menghua hasn't reached that point. The other party is willing to teach him. He should spend some time. The so-called courtesy is not strange to many people. The other party can't accept it, but he can't refuse to give it.