Life is priceless, there's no doubt about that. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In order to survive, it is okay to pay any price.

But there is one thing, the injured monks did not encounter a threat of life and death, such as Fan Yang and the monk with broken feet, it is true that their bodies were severely damaged, but they were not serious enough to threaten life and death.

Moreover, they couldn't take out ten saint-level beast pills.

The Healing Pill can repair the injuries on their bodies, regenerate the severed limbs, return to normal, and return to the ranks of normal people.

However, they couldn't take out so many beast pills, and no matter how miraculous the healing pills were, they wouldn't have any effect.

No one denies the miracle of the healing pill, but because of the shyness of the pocket, they can't afford such an expensive price, so they can only be discouraged.

The most regrettable thing is Fan Yang, Yang Tengbai gave him a pill, but he didn't accept it, but instead spoke against Yang Teng.

Such a big opportunity, just slipped away in front of him, who can blame.

Hearing the price Yang Teng said, Fan Yang and the monk with the broken foot knew that there was no possibility for them to get the Healing Pill.

Fan Yang was still ambitious, and immediately stood up, squeezed out of the crowd with a blank face, and then left the main square, nowhere to be found.

People are like this, the opportunity in front of them is not cherished, and it is too late to know that it is precious when they are lost.

The monk with the broken foot didn't have the ambition of Fan Yang anymore, and when he heard the price Yang Teng said, his whole body seemed to have lost the last bit of strength and collapsed on the ground.

After a while, the monk with his hands and feet crawled in front of Yang Teng, hugged Yang Teng's calf, and begged bitterly: "Yang Shao, please have mercy on me, just give me a pill, I will always remember your goodness." ”

Needless to say, Yang Teng, the other monks felt that the monk with a broken foot was too shameless.

Such a precious elixir was given to you for nothing, just to get it and be remembered by you forever?

Who do you think you are, you really take yourself seriously!

Yang Teng showed an apologetic smile, "I'm really sorry, I also paid a huge price for refining this kind of healing pill, and I gave it to you for nothing, my loss is too big to bear." You still have to think of another way, in fact, don't take the Healing Pill, with your cultivation, carefully recuperate for decades, and this sole of the foot also has hope to grow back. ”

When the monk with the broken foot heard this, he had the heart to cry, and before he had no healing pill, he didn't have much thought, and he had already accepted his fate.

Just like Yang Teng said, after decades of careful care, this broken foot has hope to grow again.

However, now there is such an opportunity, the broken foot can grow back, how he endured decades of torment.

Every day he waits is tormented and destroyed in his heart.

No, he must get the Healing Pill, and he must not spend these decades in torment.

Holding Yang Teng's calves tightly and refusing to relax, the Severed Foot Monk knew that this was his only chance, and if he missed this time, he would never have the chance to get the Healing Pill again.

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind, if Yang Teng refused him again, he would use force!

This thought was fleeting, and although the monk with broken feet was holding Yang Teng's calves with both hands, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to subdue Yang Teng.

Once he misses, there is only a dead end waiting for him.

No, it's not worth taking such a risk for one foot.

As we all know, the Lord of the State takes great care of Yang Teng, and after Yang Teng was attacked, he lived in the Mansion of the Lord of the State.

Even if Yang Teng was forced to hand over the Healing Pill, the state lord would not let him go.

The Broken Foot Monk didn't dare to have such thoughts anymore, so he had to beg Yang Teng bitterly.

Two guards came, one on the other, and lifted up the monk with a broken foot and threw him out of the main square.

"Yang Shao, Lord Governor, please come over. "The guard who came with him is called Yang Teng.

Following the guards to the VIP seat, Yang Teng stepped forward to salute the state lord, "I've seen my lord, I've seen all my seniors." ”

No matter how arrogant Yang Teng is, there is no need to pick this point, as long as he is not an enemy and has no hostility towards him, he will be very polite.

Lord Governor smiled and said, "I saw your kind of magic elixir just now, and all of you are very interested, I want to see it, is it convenient." ”

"Of course it's convenient. Yang Teng took out a jade bottle, and there was a pseudo-god-level wound healing pill in it, and handed it to the state lord.

The Lord of the State opened the cork, and suddenly a vigorous force rushed to his face.

You don't need to take it yourself and taste it, you can feel the power of this power.

Pouring out this wound healing pill and putting it in the palm of his hand to watch for a moment, the state lord was amazed, "It's really a good baby!"

Next to him, the other VIPs were already waiting impatiently, and urged: "Zhuang Yuetian, you haven't been so old as to be called the emperor, hurry up and bring it over to the old man." ”

Zhuang Yuetian handed over the Healing Pill to this person and introduced it to Yang Teng: "This is the state lord of Zuo Yinyue Prefecture. ”

"I've met Bian seniors. Yang Teng continued to salute the burly state lord.

Bian Xu was watching the wound healing pill in his hand, and he snorted to Yang Teng without raising his head: "Not bad." ”

Next to him, sitting was a strong man who was like a weak scholar, casually snatched the wound healing pill in Bian Xu's hand, and said in his mouth: "So many people are waiting, you look endless, right?" ”

"This is Lan Qinian, the governor of the Right Silver Moon State. Zhuang Yuetian continued.

"I've seen Lan-senpai. "This Lan Qinian feels very good to Yang Teng.

Lan Qinian smiled slightly: "Young people are rare, not only is their strength strong and impressive, but there is such a magical elixir, which really surprised the old man." ”

Zhuang Yuetian said: "Lao Lan is an alchemist, I guess he has never seen such a magical elixir." ”

Yang Teng looked at Lan Qinian in surprise, he didn't expect that this lord of a state was actually an alchemist.

"I, a half-hung alchemist, can't compare to this Yang Daoyou, I can only refine some beast pills, for such a magical elixir, it is unheard of, the old man worships it. ”

"Seniors are too modest, this is just a little skill passed down from the family, how dare you compare it with the superb alchemy of your predecessors. Yang Teng was modest in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart.

The alchemy of the Silver Moon Continent is just a small technique, except that the process of collecting the beast pill is more difficult, and the process of refining the beast pill is far less difficult than refining the pill.

The alchemists from the Tianwu Continent, as long as they learn it, it is not difficult to master the alchemy of the Silver Moon Continent.

On the other hand, if the alchemists of the Silver Moon Continent wanted to learn the alchemy of the Tianwu Continent, it would be very difficult.

Lan Qinian looked at the Healing Pill for a moment, and then handed it over to the next strong man.

Among the strong people seated in the VIP seats, the highest status was these three state lords, and the others were slightly lower.

Zhuang Yuetian introduced everyone to Yang Teng one by one, making Yang Teng familiar.

Yang Teng didn't think so, and didn't show that flattered expression, which made some strong people dissatisfied, isn't it just a little monk in the Juyuan period, what's the big deal, if you can take out such an elixir, you can be superhuman!

Some people also praised Yang Teng's attitude of not being humble or arrogant, in the face of so many strong people, Yang Teng's performance was very calm, which also proved Yang Teng's strength from the other side.

"Yang Daoyou, can you sit here and chat with the old man for a while. Lan Qinian beckoned Yang Teng over.

Not far away, the monks who participated in the competitive battle were envious.

Yang Teng was able to talk to these strong people, which made them extremely envious.

Now he has been invited by the right Yinyue State Lord to sit in the VIP seat, what an honor!

All of a sudden, Yang Teng once again became the focus of attention.

"Thank you seniors for lifting up. Yang Teng was not hypocritical, the guard sent a chair, and Yang Teng sat next to Lan Qinian.

Lan Qinian smiled and looked at Yang Teng, he couldn't see through this little monk, if it was someone else, how dare he sit here in such a big way.

"I don't know where Yang Daoyou came from and what kind of inheritance he inherited. The old man didn't mean anything else, he was just very curious about Yang Daoyou's life experience and this magical alchemy. Lan Qinian was also refreshing, and he didn't hide his purpose of calling Yang Teng over at all.

In this regard, Yang Teng was prepared and replied: "Don't hide it from my predecessors, my background is nothing, we have been in the same vein for a long time, it is said that it has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, but it has not been born." As for the alchemy technique of refining and curing injuries, the news I got is not very certain, it is said that this alchemy does not belong to the Silver Moon Continent, it should be that the ancestor did not know when it came from the outer land. ”

Yang Teng's statement made Lan Qinian a little surprised, and he was relieved when he thought about it.

He was born as an alchemist, and he knew the alchemy of the Silver Moon Continent well, so he naturally knew that there was no such alchemy.

If it is from an outland, this explanation is reasonable.

Then I thought that the reason why Yang Teng's vein had escaped from the world for tens of thousands of years was probably because of this alchemy.

Such a magical alchemy will inevitably be remembered by many people, and the slightest carelessness will lead to unwarranted disasters, and eventually this vein will be destroyed.

There is no shortage of precedents for such a situation, and there have often been cases because a treasure has been destroyed, let alone such a magical alchemy.

Bian continued to say quickly: "In this way, your vein is now very strong. ”

His words are intriguing and sound a little reckless, but the information contained in them is worth savoring.

If Yang Teng was just some fledgling little monk, he would definitely say something that shouldn't be said.

However, Yang Teng has faced too many strong people, which one is not an old monster who has lived for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, and when talking to these old guys, he must be true or false in order to get by.

After a haha, Yang Teng smiled and said: "The seniors are really elevated, our lineage is just a small force hidden in the world after all, in front of your predecessors, how dare you claim to be powerful." ”

What a cunning little fox!

Bian Xu glanced at Yang Teng unhappily.

Lan Qinian took over the topic, "If the old man's judgment is good, this kind of wound healing pill should be refined from various elixirs, which is completely different from the beast pill. ”

"The predecessors are really as wise as a torch, and the alchemy inherited in our vein is to use various elixirs to refine elixirs to make the elixir more effective. Yang Teng replied.