"Boom ......"

There was another explosion, and Jiang Yuan stood in the air, holding a wooden stick in his right hand, but under the stick was Yuan Chong......

"It's so fast......"

Yuan Chong said these two words with the only strength he had, his eyes open, and he no longer breathed.

With this stick, Jiang Yuan used all his aura and strength, and at the moment when the golden tiger exploded, all the aura was concentrated in front of Yuan Chong's face, and the defense on his back was the weakest.

It can also be said that there is no such thing at all, the backlash of General Shura, is that child's play?

In addition, the blood-colored red robe used to save his life in the end has been used, and he almost can't stop the explosion of the golden tiger, how can he have the aura to defend behind him?

Jiang Yuan didn't expect that the power of this eighteen-style Fuhu Fist would be so great, just by mastering it, and before he was familiar with it, he was already able to burst out with such power.

"No wonder...... They are so afraid of physical cultivation...... The flesh is sanctified, and the same level is invincible......"

"With such an existence, is there a sect family that is not afraid of it?"

"Autumn hunting eighteen mountains, no wonder ......"

Jiang Yuan stood in the midst of the raging war, holding a stick in his right hand, the broken arm was particularly obvious, his whole body was full of blood and sweat, step by step from the steaming flames to the roasted and bent aura, in the big pit behind him, Yuan Chong lay there quietly, bleeding from the seven orifices, the dantian was broken, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Thousands of feet of fire, not a single inch of grass grows, ravines are vertical and horizontal, and bursts of scorched earth air are emitted into the air, which makes people tremble.

No one dares to underestimate this young man at the pinnacle of mortal spirits, and no one dares to ignore this slave from a humble background.

For a time, Jiang Yuan's reputation spread throughout Jiangbei County, and his legend was told everywhere in the streets and alleys, and more teenagers embarked on the road of cultivation, in order to be able to embark on the road of the strong one day.

And Jiang Yuan went back to the source of the Han River, and then returned to Fang's house, took the plaque, and replaced it with Fang's house.

This move greatly surprised everyone.

Everyone thought that Jiang Yuan would go, and the farther he went, the better.

But only Jiang Yuan knows that only by fighting, he can break through, this Arhat body is the best example, although the left arm is broken, but it is not impossible to regenerate.

The kind of cold pill mentioned in the "Herborist" can be rebuilt from white bones and flesh.

It's just that one of the main medicines is called Diluo Flower, which grows in places with strong aura, and survives by sucking the aura of other plants, which is not only rare, but also highly poisonous.

Jiang Yuan wanted to get this Diluo Flower, so he naturally had to ask Mu Cheng and Zhang Zhenren, Wanbaolou was destroyed, the backyard of the Eight Immortal Towers was not a place he could go at all, and the Medicine King Valley, he didn't know the place at all.

Only half a month later in the county king's mansion could the entire Jiangbei County see most of the Purple Mansion monks in this Jiangbei County.

Moreover, Huayin Mountain naturally will not let him go, since he can't escape, then staying is also a helpless move, at least let Mu Cheng see his value, as long as someone intervenes, then his chances of winning will only be greater.

The contradictions between the forces of all parties have been buried when the three great families were formed three hundred years ago, and now it is time to blossom and bear fruit.

Originally, the door of the square house was like a city, but since the door was changed, no one dared to take the initiative to go.

Occasionally, one or two people are the original business people of the Fang family, or come to settle the business, or come to resign and change the court, but other than that, there is no one.

"I have a good pot of tea, do you want to try it?" A fat man took a purple clay pot in his hand and strode into the Jiang family.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan frowned slightly, walked out of the hall, and arrived in the courtyard.

The sunshine is very good, and the good ones are a little surprising, just like when he came to the Fang family a few days ago, the current Jiang family, under his heavy money, has returned to the state he wants to recover in three days.

But at that time, it was Liu Ru standing here, and he was standing there.

"The younger generation has seen the owner of the building. Jiang Yuan gave a big salute to Yi Shuihan.

It is reasonable to do this ceremony.

"Do you still need to be so polite between you and me?" Yi Shuihan made a gesture, smiled innocently, and had already walked to Jiang Yuan.

The two of them sat down in the courtyard, it was February, and the heat in the pot floated out of the spout and rushed straight to the trunk of the tree overhead, and slowly sprouted branches and buds, and green leaves appeared.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but be amazed at the anger in this tea, but it was the first time he had seen it.

"This is the seed of this tea, only these three grains, it can be regarded as out of print, and it is not a tyrannical thing to give it to you. As he spoke, Yi Shuihan put the three seeds on the table.

The three seeds were unusually green, which seemed out of place in the weather in February.

Jiang Yuan was surprised: "Such a divine object, no worse than the Condensing Spirit Pill of the day, I have a big face, I am crippled, how can I be?"

Yi Shuihan looked at Jiang Yuan's broken left arm, but shook his head: "Brother Jiang, why should you be arrogant, you and I both know the method of raw flesh and bones, but the elixir is hard to find, and there is no way, my Nanke tea is a superb, although it can't lead Brother Jiang's arm to regenerate, it can also alleviate one or two." ”

"I thought you'd come and ask me why I did that. "Jiang Yuan didn't take it, although he was very excited, but now he has no way to take it.

"But the building of a county is not enough to worry about, it can be built again, if it can, I want to ask you to be the pavilion master of this Wanbao Building, I don't know what you think?" Yi Shuihan looked at the three seeds: "This can be regarded as a meeting gift." ”

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Do you know who else I killed?"

"Huayin Mountain, Liu Ru and Yuan Chong, and the Fang family are full of doors. Yi Shuihan frowned: "But so what?"

"Cultivating all the way, it was originally your life and death, if you don't kill them, they may also die in the hands of others, it's just a matter of time, besides, Huayin Mountain is just a small sect, if you become the master of the Wanbao Pavilion, Bai Chongshan will not dare to touch you. ”

"Huayin Mountain Sect Master He Tianxiang, that old guy at the peak of the Purple Mansion?" Jiang Yuan naturally heard about it, turned his head and asked.

"Yes, it's him, Wanbaolou can't guarantee anything else, this is still okay. Yi Shuihan smiled.

Jiang Yuan pondered for a long time, but still shook his head: "I refuse." ”

This was very unexpected by Yi Shuihan, but it was also very gratifying, because few people could refuse this generous condition, but once he refused, it showed that he was not a person who coveted comfort.

He has also come from life and death along the way to the present, the children of the family and the geniuses of the sect are all touted step by step in the greenhouse, but it is rare for Jiang Yuan to be able to reach this point after practicing for a year.

Especially the breakthrough of putting death and then rebirth, it made him see hope, this son is extraordinary, he felt it from the first contact, this note, sure enough, there is no mistake.

"Why?" Yi Shuihan still wanted to know what Jiang Yuan said.

Jiang Yuan said: "If you enter Wanbao Tower, you can naturally escape a catastrophe, but I still have a lot to do, I can't stop here, stop here, I'm sorry for a lot, and my cultivation can only stop here, so I refuse." ”

"What should come will always come, and you can't hide from it. Jiang Yuan continued.

"Are you sure?" Yi Shuihan smiled slightly.

Jiang Yuan nodded: "Naturally, but thank you for your kindness." ”

"This is a "day" token, if you need anything, just take it out at Wanbaolou, and naturally someone will meet your requirements. Yi Shuihan took out a wooden token from his sleeve, the size of a palm, but it revealed an unpredictable aura.

"Hopefully the later you use it, the better. Yi Shuihan put the token on the table and said meaningfully.

Jiang Yuan was a little puzzled, what was going on with this person, it was obviously he who destroyed Wanbao Building in Jiangbei County, and in turn took the things of the landlord, this Yi Shui Han is really strange.