The room was filled with medicine shelves, and there were many medicinal herbs on them, and each Yang Chen could call out the name. In addition to books or books, I don't know where the old poor acid got it from. There are books about medicinal herbs, and there are books about overlords...... Yang Chen's thirst for knowledge was so strong that he finished reading all these books.

"Guiling grass, fire ginseng, spring apricot leaves, ......" Yang Chen walked between the medicine shelves, his eyes scanned the medicinal materials around him, he was looking for medicinal materials to treat Guo Ding's injuries, and suddenly his nose wrinkled, "What kind of smell is this?"

"Blood!" Yang Chen's face couldn't help but change, how could there be blood in this place?

Looking at the blood on the ground, Yang Chen saw a person in a green robe, this one was lying face to the ground, the blood was flowing from this person, this person seemed to have no breath.

"His grandmother's, how can there be a dead man here?" Yang Chen approached cautiously, he didn't dare to be careless, if this person suddenly got up and gave him a palm, even if he was an immortal Xiaoqiang, most of them would die with a whimper.

Looking at the man in Tsing Yi, Yang Chen thought to himself: "This person seems to be injured, it seems that he fought with someone, and he hid here when he was defeated." ”

"Help...... I ......" The head of the man in Tsing Yi moved, as if he wanted to turn over, but he didn't even seem to have the strength to turn over.

"But Ling, I want to die but I can't die, I want to live but I can't live. Yang Chen squatted beside the man in Tsing Yi, just like this, looking at the man in Tsing Yi, this guy is simply not human, he doesn't even have any sympathy, and he is too lazy to pull someone else.

"It's not that I don't want to pull you, I'm afraid I'll tear your bones apart, what if you die like this, what if someone accuses me of murder?" Yang Chen touched his nose and said with a wicked smile: "Don't take it seriously, I'm joking with you, this will turn you over and let you breathe." ”

The moment he turned the man in Tsing Yi over, Yang Chen swallowed his saliva, his grandmother's, this person was beaten into a pig's head, it was too miserable, who was so lacking in morality.

Looking at the man in Tsing Yi with open skin on his face, Yang Chen smiled and said: "Brother, no, uncle......" Speaking of this, he scolded secretly in his heart: "Damn! I was beaten so much that I couldn't even recognize my mother, how do I know whether to call him brother or uncle?"

The man in Tsing Yi suddenly gasped sharply, and after a long time, he squinted at Yang Chen, and said in an inaudible voice: "Little brother, help me keep the contents of my ring, there is something in my arms, you crush him, and someone will come to pick you up when the time comes." ”

He gasped again, and after a moment he said, "When the time comes, the little brother will surely soar, and I ...... Fast...... No more...... Beg...... Please......"

Several mouthfuls of blood spit out from his mouth, the man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and really died.

"Dead?" Yang Chen was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, touching his nose, he shook his head and smiled: "Feihuang Tengda, are you talking nonsense before you die? If I really believe your words, as soon as those who answer arrive, I'm afraid they will kill me immediately!"

Looking at the index finger of the man in Tsing Yi, Yang Chen really found a black ring, pulled out the ring, Yang Chen's face was overjoyed: "Just now he said that there is something in the ring? Could it be a storage ring!"

Yang Chen had heard of storage rings, which could store things, this kind of ring was very precious, at least in a place like Zhuxian Town, where birds don't, no one had a storage ring.

Just when he was happy, a bright light suddenly flashed on his neck, lighting up the whole room. He wore a black chain around his neck, and a small black tripod the size of a thumb was tied to the chain, and it was from this small tripod that the light emanated.

When Xiao Ding emitted light, it suddenly floated on Yang Chen's chest, and seeing Xiao Ding glowing, Yang Chen's eyes widened, "Isn't this the Ding that Xiao Yang Chen has worn on his body since he was a child? How can it glow? I didn't even charge him?"

When Xiao Ding floated, a brilliant silver light shot out from the storage ring, and the moment the silver light dissipated, Yang Chen saw a small silver-white ball floating in the air, the small ball was crystal clear, and the dense gas revolved around it.

The entire room was filled with the gas released by the balls, and the herbs on the medicine shelves actually pulled out new shoots.

"This breath?" Yang Chen's eyes widened as he looked at the white ball, "This thing can actually release domineering energy!"

Yang Chen had read in the old and poor book that Baquan was formed after tens of millions of years of domineering power between heaven and earth and a very complex process. Anyway, this thing is able to release domineering, and this domineering is very strong, and it is not at all comparable to this thin domineering in the air.

The light emitted by the black tripod was even more brilliant, and a huge suction force was released from the mouth of the tripod, sucking the white ball in.

After absorbing the white ball, the black Xiao Dingcong's attraction suddenly rushed towards Yang Chen, and Yang Chen's originally emaciated face was sucked into an extremely swollen face, as if he had instantly turned into a fat man. The clothes on his body were already flying up and flying towards Xiao Ding.

In Yang Chen's screams like killing pigs, he was sucked in by the black Xiaoding.

Inside the ding, Yang Chen fell heavily to the ground, hitting his buttocks painfully. Rubbing his buttocks, he looked up and saw a huge stone gate in front of him, how high the stone gate was, he probably couldn't see it, because there was fog around him, which obscured the edge of the stone gate.

Not far from him, there was also a mist floating around him, so he had no idea what this place was. Except for the huge stone gate, there is an endless mist.

"God, you're not going to joke with me again, are you?" Yang Chen looked up at the fog around him, with a bitter expression, "Could it be that this is on Huangquan Road? I won't die again, right?"

Suddenly, Yang Chen saw that there was a groove on the stone gate, and in the groove was the small white ball just now, and the domineering energy released by the small ball had all been absorbed by the stone gate.

"The white ball, as the book says, is really Baquan. Yang Chen came to the stone gate and looked up at the small white ball on the stone gate.

Baquan is extremely rare, according to Yang Chen's cognition, he only knows that the Han Dynasty, Daewoo Dynasty, and Wuliang Palace near Wushan, these three places have Baquan, which is enough to show how precious it is.

"It's a pity that all the domineering spirit has been absorbed by this broken door, and Lao Tzu can't even get scum. At this moment, Yang Chen couldn't wait to smash the broken door in front of him.

"Huh?" Yang Chen's eyes were suddenly attracted by the things on the stone door, the stone door was inlaid with a tripod, that's right, it was a tripod, this tripod was exactly the same as the tripod he wore on his neck, the difference was the volume and color, this tripod was obviously much larger, half a meter high, and the whole body was gold.

Ding was inlaid on the stone door, the mouth of the Ding was facing Yang Chen, Yang Chen just wanted to reach out and grab Ding, Ding suddenly flew out of the stone door and buckled directly to his head!

"I'm going to die!" With Yang Chen's strength, he didn't even have a chance to hide, so he was buckled on the head by Ding, and with a strange scream, he staggered to the ground.

When he passed out, countless blood-red viscous liquid suddenly flowed from Dingzhong, wriggling around his body, wrapping him in a cocoon shape. The viscous fluid pierced his body like needles, fused with his body, and even entered his spinal cord.

In Yang Chen's mind, a voice of vicissitudes of life came in: "Hold the Immortal Wang Ding, step on the Immortal Heavenly Palace!" These short ten words were deeply imprinted in Yang Chen's mind, and he couldn't forget it at all!

In the blood-colored cocoon, Yang Chen was groggy, feeling as if his body was being pierced by thousands of steel needles, and the pain was excruciating, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't wake up from this drowsy state.

The viscous liquid continued to pour into his body, making him feel like his body was about to explode, and the pain was really killing him.

I don't know how long it took, when Yang Chen found that he could open his eyes, the pain in his body had disappeared, he slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was still being held on his head by this damn ding.

Rubbing his drowsy head, Yang Chen moved his body and finally came out of the ding, whistling into the fresh air.

"His grandmother's, what the hell is going on?Is this thing really called Immortal Wang Ding?" Yang Chen looked at Immortal Wang Ding, those two sentences echoing in his mind.

"Huh, what is this?" Yang Chen suddenly saw golden words engraved on the tripod, "The first layer of the "Extreme Dao Returning to the Yuan Gong" turned out to be a practice for cultivating domineering?"

Yang Chen hugged the Immortal Wang Ding like a pervert seeing a beauty, staring at the golden words on the Ding, he didn't have exercises, all the children in Zhu Xianzhen, when they first arrived in the martial arts hall, they were able to learn the exercises, but they were all popular exercises. If it is those big forces, people don't even bother to take it to the corner of the table.

It's a pity that when Yang Chen cultivates this kind of exercise, he can't absorb the slightest bit of domineering at all, which is one of the reasons why he can't cultivate.

After a short period of excitement, Yang Chen suddenly shook his head, "I think most of them still can't cultivate." ”

After taking a deep breath, Yang Chen touched his nose, "Such a cow's name, Xiao Ye will give it a try, if you still can't cultivate, I don't care what kind of shit Wang Ding you are, just smash it, and then buy it to the blacksmith shop!"

Putting the Immortal Wang Ding on the ground, Yang Chen sat cross-legged, collected his mind, sank his dantian, and began to cultivate according to the meridians of the "Extreme Dao Returning to the Yuan Gong".

After running the first big week, the corners of Yang Chen's mouth twitched, "Damn!

But at this moment, his face suddenly changed, and the domineering energy around him slowly surged towards him, followed his skin, entered his meridians, and entered his dantian according to the running route of "Extreme Dao Returning to the Yuan Gong".

A hair-like gas appeared in his dantian, and after seeing this scene in the inner dantian, Yang Chen almost looked up to the sky and laughed excitedly. He finally restrained himself.

After taking a few deep breaths of air, he began to close his eyes and cultivate again, and the domineering energy around him began to surge, gathering in his dantian.

The human dantian of the domineering world is very special, with eight layers of membranes, distributed in a spherical shape, as if eight balloons are covered. The domineering energy absorbed by Yang Chen was condensed in the innermost, and he had to break through layer by layer until he broke through the eighth layer and reached the ninth layer of domineering!