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Kong Xiangdong was indeed angry.

This thing can only be so obvious, thinking of the plastic bag that Yang Yu just entered the door and took it, looking at the fact that there were only more than two dozen spirit fairy fruits in it, he thought that Yang Yu had picked more than two dozen pieces, but he didn't expect that it was just a trick.

Sitting on the wooden kite, Yang Yu was very proud, and from time to time he took out a fairy fruit from the plastic bag and ate it in his mouth, which was really refreshing.

After walking for half a day, it was noon.

"Where is this?" Yang Yu sighed, "Sure enough, if you don't have a good rest, you can't do it, I'm a little sleepy." ”

As he was talking, there was a 'boom'.

"Who, what's going on?" Yang Yu was taken aback.

Looking towards where the voice came from, a warrior rose into the air and split a large tree into powder with one palm.

"Obediently, what is this going on?" Yang Yu was puzzled.

The spiritual sense swept over, he saw many warriors, put away the wooden kite, he thought about it, and walked over.

"Wu Shuang, come first and come first, do you know the rules." Tang Long said coldly.

"This voice ......" Yang Yu was confused, it was definitely Tang Long, but he didn't know why Tang Long was here.

"What are the rules, Master Ou Yezi only builds one weapon a month, and this month can only be built for me, and I don't have time next month." Wu Shuang is very arrogant.

Yang Yu had already walked into the crowd and found that there were more than a dozen heaven-level martial artists, more than twenty earth-level martial artists, and five or six yellow-level martial artists around here.

"Brother, what's going on?" Yang Yu dragged a Xuan-level martial artist beside him.

"Are you new here?" This Xuan-level martial artist was very strange, "Are you here to build weapons, or are you here to pick up weapons?" ”

"Brother, I just accidentally passed by here. What's the matter with the weapon? Yang Yu was really strange, he couldn't understand a word, could it be that he couldn't cross over.

"You're in luck." This Xuan-level martial artist looked at Yang Yu, "This place is called Yezhu Mountain, and it is the place where the refining master Feng Yezhu used to refine weapons. Since the death of Master Feng Yezhu, his apprentice Ou Yezi began to refine weapons here, and it has been a hundred years now. ”

"Ou Yezi?"

"Well, Master Ou Yezi is better than the blue, and no one can compare refining weapons, according to his rules. Only one person refining weapons every month, of course, unless we are lucky, otherwise this quota will not fall on us, who told us to cultivate too low. ”

"Since it's impossible to get a spot, what are you still doing here?" Yang Yu couldn't figure it out.

"You don't know this again, that's because every time before accepting the refining commission. Master Ou Yezi will throw out the weapons that failed to refine the weapon, if we are lucky, maybe we can pick one up, hehe, if we really pick up a weapon that we have in hand, then we will make a lot of money. This Xuan-level martial artist showed a lewd smile.

"Pick one?" Yang Yu was stunned.

"See the little circle down here, a little circle for everyone. A square circle, and whoever falls into the circle in the end is counted as who's, and you can't rob it yet, so even if you get it, others can't help you, and Master Ou Yezi is most annoying to rob it here. ”

Yang Yu understood: "To put it bluntly, it's just picking up the rags here, right?" ”

"What do you mean by picking up rags?" This Xuan-level martial artist was very dissatisfied, "The weapon that Master Ou Yezi failed to refine, that is also something that many people can't refine, if you pick up the weapon thrown by Master Ou Yezi." There are definitely people who pay sky-high prices to buy it, and sometimes dozens of spirit stones are possible. ”

"I'm cǎo!" Yang Yu was taken aback.

In this era, weapons are much cheaper than pills, but the failed products refined by Ou Yezi are worth dozens of spirit stones, which is simply too against the sky. Could it be that Ou Yezi could refine immortal soldiers, and what he threw out casually was a spirit soldier?

"Look, it's going to be a fight." Suddenly, someone shouted.

Yang Yu saw that it was Tang Long and Wu Shuang, the two of them were fighting, and they were really speechless just to compete for a place in refining.

"Slowly, slowly." Suddenly, a voice came from afar, "Both of you are fellow martial artists, why bother fighting, there is something that can't be sat down and discussed." ”

Following the sound, Yang Yu looked into the distance and found that it was a bald head, just when Yang Yu thought he was a monk, this guy took out another chicken leg, and feasted on it.

"Oh no, why is this guy here, the two above must be unlucky." A man looked up to the sky and sighed.

"What do you mean?" Yang Yu couldn't understand, "People are obviously here to persuade him, and seeing that his cultivation is not weak, with him, he shouldn't be able to fight." ”

"Brothers, if you don't want to die, hurry up and retreat, stay away from this fake monk." I don't know who shouted again.

"Don't be afraid, I just can't get used to seeing them killing each other, it's not easy for martial artists to cultivate, and cherish it, why kill each other." The bald man looked down and said with a serious face.

Yang Yu listened and praised: "I didn't expect that there are such righteous people in the martial arts, although it is a bit nosy, but if there are more such people, there will definitely be fewer deaths." ”

"You're stupid!" A warrior couldn't stand it anymore, "Do you know who he is?" It's a plague man, a famous plague god, a broom star! ”

"Plague man?" Yang Yu didn't seem to have heard of this name.

"I don't understand yet." This kind-hearted martial artist looked at Yang Yu, "The deeds of the plague man, that is a change of color that makes people talk about it, do you know what he has done?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"Okay, I'll tell you a few examples." The kind-hearted martial artist sighed, "No one knows how high this plague cultivator is, but he especially likes to be a good person, and he specializes in persuasion, but at present, none of the people who have been persuaded by him to fight have died well." ”

"Go on!"

"The first time he persuaded him, he persuaded two god-level late-stage peak martial artists, these two people had a common enmity, he was kind enough to mediate, but in the end, the two died together, and they all died...... There was a god-level martial artist who took revenge, and the plague people persuaded him to fight, but as a result, this god-level martial artist suddenly fell into the devil, and after killing all the enemies, he himself died...... Several warriors were fighting, and he went to persuade him to fight, but in the end, all these warriors were killed by a half-saint passing by...... The two sects were fighting, and he went to persuade him to fight, but the volcano erupted, and most of the people of the two sects died......"

Hearing this, Yang Yu was already terrified, where is this here to persuade him, Nima, this is a god of death, sure enough, the people who were persuaded by him did not have a good result, and he didn't feel that he was going to worry about Tang Long.

"It's a plague man." Wu Shuang trembled a little, "Tang Long, don't pass it for the time being, I'll go first, this plague person is very evil." ”

How could Tang Long not know, looking at the plague man, he was also startled, why did this guy run over, as soon as he appeared, the person who was persuaded to fight would definitely be unlucky.

Wu Shuang stopped talking nonsense, turned his head and left, after a moment here, he felt that his life was in danger, who knew if there would be any accidents below.

Just about to leave.

"Boom!"

A mountain peak next to Ye Zhu Peak suddenly cracked, and many large stones fell down, and the targets were none other than Tang Long and Wu Shuang.

"I'm cǎo, I won't be so accurate!" Yang Yu was stunned, and the same was true of the martial artists below, but fortunately, Wu Shuang and Tang Long were far enough away from them that they should not be affected by them.

"Damn it!" Wu Shuang looked at the big stones that fell one after another, and he didn't think about it, the long sword slashed continuously, but as soon as he slashed a few swords, a huge stone smashed on his back.

Many people had already covered their eyes, whether they wanted to be so unlucky, and Tang Long didn't seem to be good, and many stones also fell on his body, making him unconsciously spit out a mouthful of blood.

The continuous stones fell, and he was continuously smashed by the stones, Wu Shuang was covered in blood, although he was a god-level martial artist, where could he withstand this kind of bombardment, and Tang Long seemed to be better, but he also suffered a lot of injuries.

When all the stones fell, Wu Shuang slammed his sword on the ground, and the whole person was almost unable to stand up, but fortunately, no one died this time, but he was seriously injured.

"Let's go!" Wu Shuang took the sword and looked at the plague man, there was an indescribable fear, this plague man has reached the point where he doesn't have to kill people himself, and the evil sect is very evil!

"Grandpa, are you alright?" Yang Yu hurriedly arrived at Tang Long's side and quickly took out a healing pill, "Hurry up and take it, don't think about it." ”

Tang Long looked at Yang Yu, nodded, and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Yang Yu and Tang Long had taken the pill, and turned his head to look at the plague man, is there really such an evil sect? This guy is born with a broom star that can't be made.

"Don't look at me, it's nothing to do with me." The Plague Man showed an innocent expression, "I just want to be a good person, but why is it so difficult?" ”

Be a good person?

When many people hear this, they all laugh secretly, if you want to be a good person, don't come out to persuade you to fight in the future, every time you persuade you to fight, you die, you are injured, there is no good ending at all? With a plague god like you, everyone can only follow with bad luck.

Yang Yu didn't say anything, he suddenly heard a sound, and looked up, a stone gate suddenly appeared in the middle of Ye Zhu Peak, and this stone gate was slowly opening.

"Everyone, stand up, Master Ou Yezi is about to throw his weapon."

"The weapon is mine, it must be mine."

"Stand up, one person and one position, don't fight!"

Many warriors quickly chose a position compared to the stone gate above, looking at their gaze, not to mention how eager they were.

"Grandpa, let's go over too." Yang Yu said, since there is a weapon to pick up, then how can you try your luck, but as soon as he stood up, the plague man over there also came over, and coincidentally stood next to him.

In addition to Yang Yu, the other people on the side saw the plague man standing beside him, and they hurriedly moved their positions, this plague man was too scary, and it was estimated that he couldn't pick it up when he stood with him. (To be continued)