"Tonight, thank you very much Ye Daoyou and Brother Wu Zishan for their rescue and help! Great kindness, we are unforgettable!" Zhiyang Zhenren found a gap, and in a grateful tone, he interjected, "Otherwise, our Yang Yiguan may be completely wiped out!"

Wu Zishan just bowed slightly, and said politely: "The enemy is too powerful, and I didn't help much, it all depends on Ye Fan to turn the tide!"

"It's okay, this Oriental Black Dragon Society has an enmity with me!" Ye Fan's tone was indifferent, and he looked like a man who was light and light.

However, the next moment he revealed his true nature.

Turning around, he looked at Zhiyang Zhenren steadily, "However, you have to thank me, it's better to be practical, so what...... Agni Jinding, can you lend me a little one?"

"Huh?" Zhiyang Zhenren saw that Ye Fan was not a loser, but he didn't expect him to come so directly, hesitated slightly, and said: "Senior Ye's great kindness to us, of course we Yang Yiguan understand, but this Flame Golden Tripod is really our treasure of the town, if I give it to you, how can I face the spirit of the dead master and ancestor in the sky?"

"Hehe, what the real person said makes sense, but I'm just borrowing it and refining a sword!" Ye Fan said seductively, "After using it, I promise to return to Zhao! Why, doesn't the real person believe in my Ye Fan's character?"

Although Ye Fan smiled indifferently and was polite on the surface, he was actually scolding in his heart, this bull-nosed old Taoist is really stubborn, fuck, Lao Tzu saved his life as a Taoist person, and he still won't give it!

"No, no, no, how is it possible?" Zhiyang Zhenren flattered and smiled, "Ye Daoyou acts above board, and he is more serious about his promises, of course the younger generation believes it, but I don't know how many people covet this Flame Golden Ding, what if there is a mistake and it is lost?"

"Hehe, it turns out that you also understand that this Flame Golden Tripod is the treasure of cultivation, and many people want to keep it for themselves!" At this time, Song Shuimo, who had been silent watching the two of them there, suddenly smiled coldly.

"Miss Song, of course Poor Dao knows. Zhiyang Zhenren wiped the sweat from his forehead, "That's why Poor Dao should be more careful......"

"Do you think your cultivation is higher than Ye Fan?" Song Qingci stood up, walked to the window, looked at the night outside the window, and his little face was still cool, "It's not a secret, in my opinion, your cultivation is more than a little worse than Ye Fan! This golden tripod is much safer in Ye Fan's hands than in his hands!"

"But ......" Zhiyang Zhenren didn't expect Song Qingci to stand on Ye Fan's side, because the official has always turned a blind eye to the disputes between the ancient martial arts sects and maintained a neutral attitude.

However, he suddenly understood, listening to the conversation they had just now, Ye Fan seemed to be treating Lin Jin's illness, and he had also heard about Lin Jin's condition.

In the past, Lin Jin fought alone against several masters of the Eastern European Templar Order, and was tragically besieged, and his body was beaten into five or six different kinds of true qi. Generally speaking, even if a master of the Heavenly Rank encounters such a blatant attack, the result will inevitably be that the sea of qi will burst and the meridians will be broken, but Lin Jin, a strange man, was stunned to suppress several true qi with his own strength, and he survived for many years.

However, these different kinds of true qi have always remained in Lin Jin's body, his abdomen is distended like a drum, and the true qi of his body cannot be used, and he is born into a waste person.

Lin Jin has a great influence in the military, and over the years, he has also searched for famous doctors, and even the people in the Imperial Medical Hall have seen him before, but he has not received good results.

If Ye Fan can cure Lin Jin......

Thinking of this, Zhiyang Zhenren's forehead was sweating, and he had to admit that Song Qingci was telling the truth, but he still didn't want to give up, and muttered: "Although Yang Yiguan is in decline, Yang Yiguan belongs to the Luofu Sect's Shaking Light One Sect, and the Yaochi and Taoyuan two veins belong to the same sect, we can find a helper's ......."

"Taoyuan is a hidden ancient martial arts sect, how can it help you, as for the Snow Flower Palace in Yaochi, it won't do a loss-making business, I'm afraid it won't help you in vain, right?" Song Shuimoyu's face was cold, and he glanced at Zhiyang Zhenren with sarcasm.

"I want to ...... I want to ......" Zhiyang Zhenren sweated like rain, snorting and organizing the words.

It is said that there are several ancient gods left in the Huaxia Continent, once all of them are collected and the method is found, you can open the enchantment of "that place", get a glimpse of the door of all wonders, and even become immortals, which is really a treasure.

Besides, he was originally a very picky person, although this Flame Golden Tripod was useless for him, he was not willing to give it to Ye Fan in vain.

"What a you want!"

Song Shuimo watched and persuaded for a long time, but this bull-nosed old way still didn't enter the oil and salt, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, pointing at Zhiyang Zhenren and shouting: "Do you want to give it? If you don't give it, Ye Fan can rob it! You know, if the ancient martial arts sect walks in the secular world, it needs to abide by the secular laws, but the warriors of the ancient martial arts sect can kill each other without being bound by the law." And we can just sit idly by!"

"This ......" The sweat on Zhiyang Zhenren's forehead rose even more.

He knew that the agreement between the Guwumen and the Huaxia official was indeed the case. Ye Fan is robbing today, and he is also in line with the rules, and he has no way!

And after a big battle just now, he has realized that in just one month, Ye Fan's strength has already improved by leaps and bounds, and now it is not what it used to be, he can throw him out of dozens of streets, he is not enough for Ye Fan to stuff his teeth!

"It also depends on your Zhiyang Zhenren who has been abiding by the agreement between the Guwumen and the official all these years and not making trouble for the official, so tonight, we came over to help, if you don't be obedient, next time the Dongyang Black Dragon will come to find trouble, or other Guwumen will come to find trouble, we won't come to help you! Song Shuimo said confidently.

"I want to thank Miss Song for your help today!" Zhiyang Zhenren smiled on the surface and was very humble, but in fact, he was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

I was roaring in my heart: Paralyzed, did you Song Shuimo help today? You just came out to wash the floor and clean up the battlefield to pick up leaks? It's completely a professional soy sauce!

"Miss Song, after all, you are an official person, don't keep talking about these things of fighting and killing, okay? I think that the real person and his old man must be well aware of the righteousness. Ye Fan smiled hypocritically, moved his muscles and bones, and there was a crisp sound all over his body.

Hearing this voice, Zhiyang Zhenren was frightened, and then looked at Ye Fan, his whole body was full of true anger, and the light bulbs hanging above his head shook for a while.

Ye Fan's deterrence made him realize that whether he was willing or unwilling tonight, this Flame Golden Tripod must be given to Ye Fan, it hurts!

At this time, Wu Zishan couldn't stand it anymore, and this Zhiyang real person was too picky.

To put it mildly, just now, if Ye Fan waited for the Oriental Black Dragon to kill all of you and reappear to take the treasure, this Flame Golden Tripod would also belong to Ye Fan, so as not to cause trouble.

Therefore, Wu Zishan also said: "Senior Brother Zhiyang, Ye Fan saved the lives of dozens of people in the entire Yang Yiguan, isn't it enough to be worthy of your golden tripod?"

Zhiyang Zhenren's face changed again, it seems that everyone is on Ye Fan's side today, whether it is from the morality of the rivers and lakes, or from the pros and cons, he will not take advantage!

Ye Fan killed himself, and no one cared about it, and there was nothing unpleasant to hear when it was spread outside. Therefore, Ye Fan killed himself, there was no psychological burden.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and said in a snort: "The Supreme Treasure Impermanence Lord, the capable one is the master! It is also a good thing to lend this Flame Golden Tripod to Ye Daoyou today!"

He walked out of the door, handed the bronze key to Tianjizi and said: "Go to the back of the statue of the ancestor Ge Hong in the main hall, find the keyhole, insert the key, turn left three times, turn right twice, and it will open! Jinding is inside!"

"Yes, Master!" Tianjizi took the key and went happily. Originally, it was Ye Fan who won the treasure tripod from the Black Dragon Society, and Tianjizi always felt that the golden tripod should be handed over to Ye Fan, but at that time, Zhiyang Zhenren was unwilling, but after many twists and turns, this treasure returned to Ye Fan's hands.

After a while, Tianjizi came to the quiet room with Baoding in his hand, handed it to Zhiyang Zhenren, Zhiyang Zhenren carefully held it with both hands, handed it to Ye Fan, and said: "Senior Ye, this is Jinding, please smile!"

"Thank you! Thank you Zhiyang Zhenren Gaoyi!" Ye Fan rubbed his hands excitedly, took Baoding, and his eyes lit up like a greedy landlord who collected rent: "You are really too generous, too generous!

"Hehe, ashamed, ashamed......" Zhiyang Zhenren laughed more ugly than crying, fuck your uncle!

"What's that...... Miss Song, if we don't have anything to do, let's go first, don't disturb other people's Qing Xiu!" Ye Fan didn't want to stay for a while in this place where birds don't.

"Yes, Zhiyang Zhenren, it's getting late, so we won't bother! Thank you old man for being so righteous today!" Song Shuimo said politely with an expressionless face.

"How many people don't linger for a few days and look at the scenery around you?" Zhiyang Zhenren said with a bitter smile. But I was roaring in my heart: Go away, you are a group of plague gods! A group of robbers! If you take a fancy to the other treasures in my view, and you have a bad heart, what will you do?

"Thank you for your kindness!However, we still have a task to do, so let's leave it at that!" Song Shuimo said perfunctorily, turned to Ye Fan and said: "Ye Fan, you have to hurry up and refine the Qi Transformation Pill, recently the Templars have begun to operate in the northern frontier and killed many of our good hands, Master and his old man are very anxious and eager to get out of the mountain!"

Ye Fan, Song Shuimo, Wu Zishan and others walked out of the quiet room and walked towards the main entrance, Zhiyang Zhenren and Tianjizi got up to see each other, Tianjizi followed Ye Fan's side, looked at him with a look of adoration, and said: "Senior Ye, thank you so much today! Your cultivation is really amazing!"