Chapter 402

The rising sun and purple clouds are the time when everything is full of vigor and vitality. In the blood rose organization of Tianhai City, ye Jingyi and Qin LAN stand on the balcony and look nervously at the sky in the direction of Sichuan and Sichuan, waiting for the arrival of Xiang Yang.

"Here it is."

At this time, there are two swords flying across the sky. They are flying from Sichuan and Sichuan. They are very fast, and they are in the high altitude. If Qin LAN and ye Jingyi are both martial arts experts, they can't find the two figures flying in the sky.

"It's not him."

When the two women's eyes saw the figures on the two swords in the sky, they immediately shook their heads in disappointment.

"Sword dust, mortal experience, go their own way, you and I are not familiar, you have been following me to do what."

In the sky, Zhang lingshuang and the sword dust fly one after another, Zhang lingshuang looks cold and stares at the sword dust that follows closely.

"Miss Zhang, I have no malice. One is to repay the kindness of saving life, and the other is to ask you for information about him." Sword dust is thick skinned to follow Zhang lingshuang's back, no matter how Zhang lingshuang drives away, he refuses to leave.

"I don't need your gratitude. As for Xiang Yang's news, I don't know. You can find him yourself."

Zhang lingshuang snorted, her figure twinkled, and she fell directly to the bottom, while the sword dust was closely following her.

"They have all come back. Why hasn't the little husband come back yet?" Sensing Zhang lingshuang and sword dust flying from the sky, ye Jingyi couldn't help sighing.

"Don't worry, sister Jingyi. Xiang Yang will be OK." Although Qin LAN comforts Ye Jingyi, her eyes are fixed on the distant sky.

"Well."

The two women are worried about Xiang Yang. They are not in the mood to speak. They are looking at the distant sky hand in hand. In this cool morning, they are responding with a sigh.

"What's the matter?"

At this time, a warm voice from behind the two girls, two women suddenly surprised to turn around, but feel that their delicate body at the same time fell into a warm embrace.

Xiang Yang was holding two girls with a smile. He let them turn around and look at him with surprise. He pretended to be angry and said, "you've been told to have a good rest. You're still waiting for me here. It's time to fight."

"Pa..." While saying this, Xiang Yang held out his hand, which was not light or heavy, in the two women's warping. Buttocks. The two girls suddenly blushed and did not dare to look at each other. Mei. Eyes. RUSI. He lowered his head to bury it in Xiang Yang's chest.

"Ha ha..."

Xiang Yang laughed and picked up the two girls and walked toward the bedroom. Their hearts trembled, especially Qin LAN. Their heart beat faster, as if there were countless deer rushing in. They wanted to resist, but they were all soft and could not afford any strength. Finally, they had to sigh and let Xiang Yang go.

"Bang..." Xiang Yang gently put the two girls on the bed at the same time, and gave them a gentle kiss on their foreheads. Then he said with a soft smile, "darling, have a good sleep and have a rest. I will study something outside."

"Ah..." The two women were stunned. They were all ready to go to bed with Xiang Yang, but they didn't expect that Xiang Yang would just take them to bed.

"Silly girl, do you think I'm going to do something?" Xiang Yang looked at the two girls with a half smile. Their faces were blushing and they dare not look at him. He then said with a smile, "you are so scared this night. How could I possibly do anything to you? It's so stupid."

At the same time, Xiang Yang chuckled and helped the two girls cover the quilts. He said softly, "sleep for a while, don't think about it any more."

Seeing Xiang Yang so intimate, the two women were filled with warmth, looked at each other, and then burst out laughing.

"What a lovely man."

The two girls were holding each other with a smile and talking. Later, they were really tired. Only then did they fall into sleep.

But outside the hall, Xiang Yang sensed that the two girls were asleep, and then he showed a smile. He took out the jade slip given to him by the ancestors of the Tang clan and looked at it.

"I just don't know if the jade slips about refining medicine are of any use to me."

Xiang Yang chuckled and examined the jade slips carefully. He found that there was no trap in the jade slips. He put the divine consciousness into it to read the information.

"Boom

As Xiang Yang's divine consciousness entered the jade slips, he immediately felt a stream of information rushing into his brain. The information was huge. If those who had just cultivated the spiritual consciousness would surely feel dizzy and even fall into a coma by this information. However, Xiang Yang's divine consciousness was strong enough to completely digest the information.

After a long time, Xiang Yang digested all the information from the jade slips. With a strange look on his face, he whispered to himself, "Why are the things recorded on this jade slips so similar to the old man's method of refining medicine? They can be said to be from the same source. They are both refining their own true elements for true fire, and directly stimulating the real fire to refine pills. However, the old man taught me The need for alchemy furnace to alchemy, and the concept of alchemy described here also has the highest level of direct, empty alchemyThinking of this, Xiang Yang couldn't help laughing, "what's out of nothing and making pills in the void is no longer what practitioners can do. I'm afraid even the first-class immortals can't make things out of nothing. It's too difficult, but the East and West recorded in this still have some effect on me."

Next, Xiang Yang took out the two dazzling swords from the ring and flicked them gently. He clearly felt that the two swords were extraordinary, even better than the Tianchan Dao given to Ye Jingyi.

"Just can give Jing Yi Jie and LAN LAN."

Xiang Yang chuckled and put aside the two magic swords. Then he began to check the treasures from the Tang clan.

There are some good treasures in the Tang clan's treasure house. Of course, these are only limited to the secular world. The only thing that really attracted Xiang Yang's attention was the small tripod and two magic swords that the TAIA sword trembled and felt.

"This is the pear blossom needle of Tangmen. You can take it to sister Jingyi for self-defense."

"This is an ox hair needle, but it's too poisonous. If you're not careful, you may hurt the holder. It's useless."

"This dark iron should be a thousand year old black iron. Unfortunately, I don't know how to make weapons. Otherwise, I can make a good weapon."

“……”

It took more than half an hour for Xiang Yang to sort out all the things he got from the Tang clan treasure room. Then, when he took out the small tripod, he obviously felt the TAIA sword trembling in his body.

This small tripod should be made of bronze. There are colorful rust marks on the whole tripod, which shows its ancient identity. The tripod has three feet and two ears. It seems that there are some patterns on the tripod. However, due to the serious rust, it is impossible to see the figures depicted clearly.

"Is this small tripod the magic weapon of tai'a sword

Xiang Yang murmured softly, forcing a drop of fresh blood on the small tripod, and then looked forward to looking at the tripod. "Many magic weapons can be used to recognize the Lord directly. It depends on whether this small tripod is a magic weapon. If it can, it should be able to recognize the LORD with blood. If not, I have nothing to lose, just a drop of ordinary blood."

"Dida..."

However, in Xiang Yang's expectant eyes, Xiaoding did not absorb the drop of blood, but directly slid to one side and then dropped to the ground.

"Well Am I wrong? This small tripod is not a treasure, but an ordinary bronze one

Xiang Yang touched his head with a look of doubt on his face. He wanted to give up at this point, but he didn't feel reconciled. After all, the magic of tai'a sword is very unlikely to be wrong.

"Get rid of the rust first."

Xiang Yang thought about it and decided to remove the rust on the tripod first. Of course, he could not take something to slowly grind the rust away as ordinary people do. Instead, Zhenyuan moved to the palm of his hand and planned to grind the rust off with Zhenyuan.

"Hi..."

When Xiang Yang's hand full of nine color Zhenyuan fell on the small tripod, he was surprised to find that there was a light light shining on the small tripod, and then directly adhered to his own hand and began to wantonly absorb Xiang Yang's Zhenyuan.

"Eh..."

Xiang Yang was stunned. He wanted to get rid of the tripod, but he found that the tripod was directly attached to his hand. No matter how he threw it, he couldn't get rid of it.

"I'd like to see how much real money you can absorb from me."

Xiang Yang was not surprised but pleased. Since he was able to absorb Zhenyuan, it means that this small tripod is not a mortal thing, but a wonderful treasure. Anyway, he is very strong in cultivation and has reached the ultimate level of congenital realm. Even if he is absorbed, it doesn't matter at all.

"Suck it, suck it up. Anyway, I don't rely on Zhenyuan to make a living. Even if you suck up Zhenyuan, you can dominate the world."

Xiang Yang urged his own Zhenyuan to pour into the small tripod, which was like a bottomless pit, absorbing his Zhenyuan constantly. In addition to the faint dark blue light, there was no other performance, even the rust on its surface showed no signs of falling off.

At the moment, Xiang Yang's greatest reliance is not on his whole body of Zhenyuan, but on his strong physical body. Even if Zhenyuan is exhausted, he will be able to practice and supplement after a period of time. He is still fearless when he has a strong physical body. He is very generous and generous and constantly infuses Zhenyuan into Xiaoding.

A quarter of an hour later, a cold sweat broke out on Xiang Yang's forehead. He found that the appetite of the small tripod was beyond his imagination. With all his efforts, he exported half of his real yuan, but there was still no movement.

"Go on, I don't believe you're fed."

Xiang Yang gritted his teeth and continued to export Zhenyuan to Xiaoding. Soon, an hour later, he consumed more than half of his Zhenyuan. However, he found that there was no change in Xiaoding.

"He. Yes. Yes, it won't suck me up. People. Dry. Is that right? "

Xiang Yang was a little flustered, wondering whether he should stop to slow down the output of Zhenyuan. However, to his dismay, he could not control the output of Zhenyuan."I wipe..."

Xiang Yang's eyes widened. He felt that his real yuan was like a flood that had opened the floodgate. He was out of control and was absorbed by Xiaoding.

Xiaoding seems to be bottomless, constantly absorbing Xiangyang's real yuan, and the speed is faster and faster, but there is no big change.

"Since I can absorb my real yuan, this small tripod is certainly not an ordinary treasure."

With this belief in his heart, Xiang Yang has been insisting on letting Xiaoding absorb his Zhenyuan. It's no big deal that Zhenyuan is exhausted and he has to practice again. As long as he can have a glimpse of the wonder of the small tripod, it's worth it.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that Xiang Yang's real inside information is the external skill strength. If his "Bu Mie Xuan Gong" did not reach the first major level of success, he would not dare to be so willful.

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