This is a bottle of Tuomai Peiling Pill, which is specially used to develop the spiritual veins of the human body. A bottle of ten capsules is a high-grade good pill.

When Yang Che and Yang Po were there, they also tried every means to seek this pill for Yang Zhe, but it was difficult to find a pill. You can find an alchemist to help you refine it, but you have to prepare the alchemy materials yourself. One of the raw materials of the Tuomai Cultivation Spirit Pill is the Inner Pill of a spirit beast above level fifty. This kind of high-grade material is not at all available to the Yang clan in recent years. A master who can get a Neidan at this level will never exchange this Dan for gold coins, and if he wants to exchange it, he will also exchange it for Xuanling Stones and Xuanling Crystals.

Now, the Refining Guild has equipped Yang Zhe with a bottle!

Yang Zhe knew that this was all the face of his mentor Gu Changyong. No matter how great the credit of his seawater separation method is, it is also a money transaction, and the Refining Guild can't use such a good pill to envelop him as an ordinary refiner.

A pill went down to his stomach, Yang Zhe held a Xuanling Crystal in one hand, closed his eyes slightly, lay down, and began to cultivate.

Lao Shao was so angry by Yang Zhe's strange cultivation method that his beard curled and curled. "Are you cultivating? Are you lazy sleeping?"

Yang Zhe didn't speak, he had already entered the cultivation state. It turns out that he is actually cultivating, and at the same time, sleeping.

"It's really a lazy person with a stupid fortune!" Lao Shao sighed and sighed. Who doesn't practice hard and meditate hard and get tired and half dead? Yang Zhe is good, and he sleeps directly!

Lao Shao played a mysterious force. Xuan Li rushed into Yang Zhe's meridians, urging the medicinal power of the elixir. The medicinal power circulated in Yang Zhe's body, gently nourishing Yang Zhe's fragile and subtle spiritual veins.

Like a seedling that has been exposed to the sun and rain, Yang Zhe's spiritual veins slowly grow and grow slowly.

In this process, the consumption of spiritual power is extremely high.

Only after refining the four Extension Vein Cultivation Spirit Pills, Yang Zhe's two Xuan Spirit Crystals were used up. He was not nervous, took out two more, and continued refining.

Lao Gu and Lao Shao couldn't help but admire when they saw it.

Lao Shao said: "The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Yang family is worthy of being a thriving family!"

Lao Gu shook his head and said, "Impossible! This can't be the Yang family's background! If so, it should have been used by Yang Po a long time ago, where would it be his turn?"

The second elder looked at Yang Zhe's gaze again, and it became full of elegance.

"Old Gu, you little apprentice, I'm afraid it's not easy!" Lao Shao was envious. The people who can get the Xuan Ling Crystal are not ordinary people.

Lao Gu is not modest. With excitement in his eyes, he nodded. "If he can get all the way to the Xuan Ling Crystal, his future achievements will definitely surpass me! His two senior brothers are far inferior to him!"

Cultivation requires talent and resources, but after all, it depends on resources.

Lao Gu thought of his two apprentices who had already set up their own doors. Although these two people have long been rich, if they want to get Xuan Lingjing, they have to rely on Lao Gu's way.

However, the little apprentice in front of him was just that he took pity on the Yang family's refining achievements for a while, and he was afraid that the Yang family's refining secret recipe would disappear. Originally, he didn't have any hope for Yang Zhe, he just hoped that he would have a safe life and that he could smoothly pass on the Yang family's refining secrets to the next generation, but now it seems that maybe, this person may become his greatest pride in this life!

Thinking of the duel between Heng Junzhi and Yang Zhe again, Lao Gu's heart was pinched. All three of his sons died in the dueling ring, and he was really afraid that Yang Zhe would follow in their footsteps.

"Lao Shao, the duel ......" Lao Gu still said his inner worries.

Lao Shao was not worried at all, he smiled and said, "Gu Lao, you are too worried." I think Yang Zhe is full of confidence, and he should have a countermeasure. ”

Lao Gu is still worried. "I'm afraid that he doesn't understand the dangers of the world and is blindly conceited!"

"Gu Lao, do you think Yang Zhe looks like a conceited and arrogant person? He is only sixteen years old, and he has just taken over a mess, and in one month, he has made the erosive Half Moon Island prosperous, and even such a precious treasure as Xuan Lingjing has also been obtained! Gu Lao, this apprentice of yours is not an ordinary person! I look at his face, he is rich and powerful, and he is by no means an early death. ”

When the second elder said these words, Yang Zhe was in front of them. But Yang Zhe has entered a deep meditative state and knows nothing about the outside world.

Three days, in a blink of an eye.

Because the school has just started, everyone is still very relaxed, and some have leisure time and energy. The duel between Yang Zhe and Heng Junzhi immediately attracted the teachers and students of Tiannan Academy.

The dueling arena was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder. The seats, the aisles, all were packed.

Because it is a gambling fight, according to the convention, teachers and students in the school can call the bet! The duel between Yang Zhe and Heng Junzhi is so obvious that even people who are not usually heavy gamblers have come to follow the trend and have suppressed Heng Jun to win.

Only Yang Zhe's friends pressed a friendship note for Yang Zhe.

The little Loli of the Tianyi Division's Jiupin class were squeezed into the sea of people and were about to cry. They thought to themselves: This is probably the last time they will see Brother Yang Zhe!

Yang Shu, Hang Qiulian, Meng Ziting, Xue Qianxue, Yan Xing and others all had grief on their faces, and with the grief of parting forever, they were looking forward to a miracle offstage.

As soon as Heng Junzhi came to the stage, he swung his Xuanjian a few times. It was a snow-bright seven-grade Xuanjian, which could easily cut through level 40 thick cowhide, and cut through metals such as secret steel and red copper, just like cutting mud and chopping tofu.

"Good!" the audience shouted with joy!

Yang Zhe then took the stage.

"Whew-haha-ha-" The audience burst out laughing after cheering.

The person who bet Heng Jun to win is already calculating how many gold coins he can share from Yang Zhe's 10 million bets!

"Woo-" Yue Chun couldn't help crying.

"Yang Zhe, you big idiot!" Qiu Ying'er stomped her foot and scolded.

Yang Shu, Hang Qiulian, and even Lao Gu and Lao Shao all frowned.

Yang Zhe was carrying a bangbang gun in his hand! Moreover, the barrel of the gun was much shorter than the traditional bangbang gun, only half a foot long. The butt is a lot more complicated. But, what's the use of that?

Bang bang gun to hit the pulse breaker, hit stationary objects, one hit one accurate.

How can a Xuan Shi who fights the sword and the Xuan system hit? Heng Junzhi is not stupid, he can run! He also has a sword, and his sword can easily block the bullets of the bang gun; even if he can't block it, he is still wearing armor! The bullet of the bang bang gun cannot penetrate the armor, even if it is the worst armor! Heng Junzhi wears it, but what about the black iron armor! It is the eight-grade armor! It is not inferior armor that does not enter the stream!

Yang Zhe not only chose a bang gun that had been eliminated thousands of years earlier, but also wore a leather armor! Moreover, it was not the best leather armor, just a very ordinary leather armor suit! Compared with the black iron armor of Heng Junzhi, the defense was a big step behind!

"Old Gu, I heard that Yang Zhe is your disciple, do you believe him like that?" Cheng Pengqi, the head of the refining department, sat on the rostrum, and also felt incredible. Yang Zhe's equipment is too poor!

Old Gu snorted coldly. Of course, he has the money and ability to equip Yang Zhe with the best equipment and weapons, but Yang Zhe doesn't want it, what can he do?

In a trance, Lao Gu remembered his deceased sons, who were also so proud and conceited at the beginning.

Lao Gu couldn't help but palpitate for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Yang Zhe on the stage was so similar to his sons. For a moment, he wanted to rush to the stage and drag the kid down.