There are a large number of civil officials and ordinary people like Si Minkang who have no martial arts, and they run slowly, their stamina is not great, and they have to breathe heavily in the process of running, so they are more seriously attacked by the smell and suffer more uncomfortable.

"Someone commits Tai Sui, and the evil spirit will be added six points!"

"Someone commits Tai Sui, and the evil spirit will be added five points!"

"Someone commits Tai Sui, and the evil spirit will be added four points!"

。。。

The evil qi came like a tide, and in an instant, the balance of the evil qi in Yang Ren's spiritual sea skyrocketed by more than 30,000 points...

Fortunately, the range spread by the smell of the superb black qi is not five kilometers, nor four kilometers, not even three kilometers, only a little more than one kilometer, which is not much larger than the influence range of the inferior black qi, otherwise, the increased evil qi will be even more terrifying.

It's just that the smell of the superb black gas is a hundred times worse than that of the inferior black qi, so even if there are not many residents in this area, Yang Ren was also shocked by more than 30,000 points of evil qi at the moment of boiling the pot.

"I'm sorry, you have to blame Si Minkang, who told him not to send a notice!" Yang Ren shook his head and smiled bitterly, his hands condensed a true qi stick, and turned the herbs in the wok up and down, left and right, turning it into a medicine ball with a diameter of more than four meters in the reversal.

At the door of the basement, the little golden turtle stood guard earnestly, gulping down the mist pouring in from outside.

There was a lot of gray mist pouring into the villa from the outside, but after the little golden turtle's big mouth swallowed it, these fogs were absorbed and became quite thin, but in a blink of an eye, a lot poured in from the outside, making the little golden turtle absorb it happily.

Later, the little golden turtle thought that it could not absorb itself, so it took out the energy tower, put it on the ground, stretched out its four legs, and grabbed one of the corners of the pyramid base, and its belly was just resting on the top of the pyramid.

"Breath ~ Breath ~ " The little golden turtle raised his head to the sky and took a deep breath, causing a large amount of gray mist to pour in from the outside, and in the blink of an eye, it became even thicker, so thick that it was simply outrageous.

As the big mouth of the little golden turtle devoured, the ball inside the energy magnetic tower began to rotate, and with the rotation of the blue ball, all the gray mist, part of which was still sucked in from the mouth of the small golden turtle, and most of it gathered around the energy magnetic tower, and finally poured into the pyramid continuously.

The energy tower is still transparent, and you can see the process of the fog influxing in, and those fog threads are pouring into the sphere in its center, and as the fog continues to pour in, the color of the ball becomes darker and darker, from blue to dark blue, then to brown, and then to purple...

It can be said that the gray mist emitted from the pot was absorbed by the little golden turtle and the energy magnetic tower. If there is no absorption by the little golden turtle and the energy tower, I am afraid that the area affected by the peculiar smell will definitely be more than a kilometer radius!

In the courtyard of the villa, Yang Ren held a real qi stick with a length of eighty centimeters, and the diameter of the medicine ball in the pot was four meters.

And as Yang Ren kept stir-frying, the diameter of the medicine ball visibly became smaller to the naked eye.

Four meters...

Three meters eight...

Three meters five...

Three meters three...

Three meters...

As Yang Ren continued to stir-fry, the gray mist rising from the pot became more intense, forming a column of air, and when it rose to a height of two meters above the roof, the gray mist was divided into two streams, one of which still rushed straight into the sky, and the other turned around and rushed to the roof, enveloping the entire No. 7 villa, and drilling into the villa through the gap in the glazed tiles.

The reason why so much mist poured into the villa was naturally because the little golden turtle used the energy magnetic tower, so that half of the mist poured into the villa.

"Such an exaggeration?!" Seeing such a thick mist rolling into the villa, Yang Ren chuckled in his heart, wondering if the eldest father and Ning Er in the basement could stand it?

"The Dragon Breath Dafa is very strong, and it can speak when it is breathless. Yang Ren suddenly remembered what the little golden turtle said, and a glint flashed in his eyes, it was better to give it a try.

"Brother Ba, what's the situation?" Yang Ren yelled into the villa.

Sure enough, after making a speaking voice, Yang Ren's breath was not chaotic at all, and he did not inhale an unpleasant smell, it seems that what Brother Ba said is true, and the dragon breath Dafa is indeed extremely strong.

"No problem, you can rest assured!" came the response of the little golden turtle from the house, his voice was calm and crisp, and it seemed that he was really fine!

Yang Ren was relieved, and while stir-frying, he raised his eyes and looked into the air.

In the air, the sky rolls and the wind and clouds change color. The clouds surged rapidly, not the clouds surging elsewhere, but the clouds more than ten kilometers away converged over the county office, making the clouds over the county government more and more dense, turning into a cloud of black clouds, obscuring the light of the stars and moon.

It can be said that the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark!

"It's too exaggerated, it's too exaggerated!" Even if he has refined medicine many times, seeing this scene in the air at this moment, Yang Ren is also quite shocked!

Not far from the east of the county ya, there stands a carved fence jade building, elegant and exquisite courtyard building, the archway at the entrance of the courtyard is engraved with several gilded characters: Guqu Wang Temple. Its scale is much smaller than the Quwang Temple in Jinghu, but it is more vicissitudes and more ancient, and this is the real birthplace of Quwang.

In the courtyard of the ancestral hall of the ancient song king, there stands a pair of granite Weng Zhong, tall and mighty, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life and ancient loneliness.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two Shi Weng Zhong lit up almost at the same time, as if there was a light bulb inside, and the switch was suddenly turned on.

The eyes of the two Weng Zhong were raised at the same time, and they looked over the tall red wall and looked at the sky above the county office, which was where Yang Ren was refining medicine...

At this moment, on the streets around a kilometer away from Yang Ren's medicine refining place, there were countless people in distress, these people were standing on the street in a demented manner, looking at the direction of their homes from afar, and they had no way to return home, and the painful mood was really quite miserable.

"Damn, who's doing this?"

"Could it be that God is farting?"

"Where is this God's fart, it must be the devil's fart!"

There are those who grit their teeth, those who curse loudly, and those who endure silently, but no matter what kind of mentality they have, they all contribute a lot of evil energy to Yang Ren all the time.

Looking at the gray pillar of air rising into the sky above the county government, Lu Zheng was a little dazed in his heart, and he muttered, "Is this a movement made by Yang Ren refining medicine?" ”

"I guess so. Luo Yuanben said with palpitations, he inhaled a peculiar smell just now, and he was still disgusted at the moment.

"Didn't this kid refine medicine and say hello in advance?" Lu Zheng asked in a trance.

"The matter of refining medicine is all about Si Minkang and Yang Ren. ”

"What about Si Minkang?" Lu Zheng looked up, but he didn't see Si Minkang's figure on his left and right.

"Fortunately, the impact is not large. Wu Xuzi rejoiced, with his realm, running a kilometer, there was no need to breathe.

At this time, Si Minkang was vomiting frantically one or two hundred meters away from Lu Zheng, although he vomited almost too much, he still had a glimmer of clarity in his mind, and he couldn't get close to Lu Zheng at this moment, in case the latter knew that he took Yang Ren's words as a deaf ear and did not warn in advance, then he would inevitably be scolded by the latter like a storm...