Chapter Twenty-Nine: Return to Tianfeng City
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Therefore, Yang Yi smiled and righteously rejected the suggestion to go to Zhen's house to rest, and even the plan to temporarily rest in Wuming City was temporarily changed by him.
Riding on the dark horse, Yang Yixiao walked away, as for Brother Qiang's family, that's all Yang Yixiao can help, if they still stay in Wuming City, maybe there will be trouble that day, of course, all this is meaningless to Yang Yixiao, as An An said, he is just a passerby.
Non-stop, running all night, Yang Yixiao finally arrived at Tianfeng City in the early morning of the next day.
The first thing he did was to go back to Jing'an Peak and get a good night's sleep.
The next day, Yang Yi smiled and said that the bazaar of Qingyunfeng began to sweep the goods frantically.
Guben Dan, Pei Yuan Dan, and Pulp Cleansing Pill, which were unattainable and unimaginable pills before, Yang Yi smiled and bought thirty of ten of each, and requiem incense also bought more than a dozen.
More than 13,000 medium-grade Xuanshi were almost all used up, and only a dozen were left, Yang Yixiao became poor again, even poorer than before he went down the mountain, and at that time he had at least saved a lot of talismans in his hands.
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Jing'an Peak, in Yang Yixiao's room, a requiem incense wafted up the green smoke, and An An floated in the smoke, enjoying his face.
And Yang Yixiao was sitting cross-legged on the couch, and the three pills were taken in at the same time, and there was no shortage of solid Peiyuan to wash the marrow.
An hour later, Yang Yi opened his eyes with a smile and muttered, "Rich is cool, and the effect of using pills to assist cultivation is different, no wonder the disciples of those big families are cultivating so fast." ā
After that, Yang Yixiao closed his eyes and cultivated again, but this time he did not take the pill, although the medicinal power has disappeared, but there is still some sediment in his body, if he does not consume it all, I am afraid that it will leave hidden dangers in the future.
Time flies, time flies, three days pass in a blink of an eye, Yang Yixiao retreats and penances for three days, of course, the return is also proportional, in three days he successfully crossed the foundation and marrow washing, and reached the early stage of the marrow washing realm!
Xuan Qi can already swim in the bone marrow of the chest, back and back, achieving the effect of strengthening the body.
In fact, Yang Yixiao's previous time in the Liu family had already opened the marrow washing mirror, but the maintenance time was not long, the marrow washing effect was not good, and it could not meet the requirements of the initial stage of marrow washing, so it was still only the foundation building period.
But at this moment, he is already a genuine early stage cultivator of the marrow washing mirror, and under the rising tide, the ghost control technique has also been cultivated to the level of a four-star ghost master, and the number of ghost soldiers who can be contracted has increased by one again.
In the soul treasure, the ghost demon is not idle, Yang Yixiao explained his task before, and he is meticulously carrying out this.
Xiaobai and Little Girl respectively led their nine ghost disciples to form a neat nine-palace phalanx, and the formation kept changing under the command of the ghost.
The three-eyed lone wolf and Cangyue were a little bored, hiding in the soul treasure and quietly watching everyone's training.
"When!when!when!"
"Come in!" Yang Yixiao opened his eyes and stopped continuing to cultivate, and at the same time, An An also floated back to the Soul Treasure Treasure from the smoke of the Requiem incense.
Coming in was a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, dressed in a somewhat old cyan gown, with a half-moon embroidered on his chest, revealing his identity.
The half-moon green shirt is the symbol of Jing'an Peak.
Yang Yixiao didn't have this kind of clothes that marked the identity of Jing'an Peak, and he didn't know which peak belonged to the Seven Peaks that he was wearing.
This person's name is Leng Feng, the middle stage of the Inner Xuanjing Cultivation, originally a disciple of Jing'an Peak, but he realized a little late, and he didn't really reach the Foundation Mirror until he was nineteen years old, so he was removed from the disciples of Jing'an Peak, because he refused to leave, and became the head of the miscellaneous servants here.
"Senior Brother Yang, there is a junior sister outside who claims to be Liu Yanran looking for you. Although he has been removed, Leng Feng has always insisted on his identity as a disciple of Jing'an Peak, and he only addresses Yang Yixiao as a junior brother.
Hearing this, Yang Yi nodded with a smile and said, "Oh, okay, you can help me bring her over." ā
"Okay. Leng Feng nodded and closed the door gently.
"If it weren't for the bad luck at the beginning, I would have entered such a strange place as Jing'an Peak, maybe I would have already mixed up with the number of registered disciples, and now at least it is also the cultivation of the Outer Xuanjing. Seeing Leng Feng leaving, Yang Yixiao also shook his head slightly, feeling sorry for Leng Feng's encounter.
Those who didn't worship Jing'an Peak absolutely couldn't understand how pitiful Yinyu was, if it weren't for An An's wonder, Yang Yixiao probably hadn't touched the threshold of the foundation building period now.
Inducing Xuan Qi is definitely not a simple matter.
A moment later, Liu Yanran, who was wearing a white dress and green silk, pushed the door in.
"Senior brother, you're finally back!"
A crisp and pleasant voice with a hint of joy.
"Senior sister!" Yang Yixiao was also happy when he saw Liu Yanran, and an indescribable feeling permeated his heart.
"Senior brother, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to catch up, but I didn't expect you to come back at the right time. With that, Liu Yanran stepped in, walked to the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the house, and sat down opposite Yang Yixiao.
"Oh, what do you mean by that?"
"Tomorrow afternoon is the day for this year's promotion to the inner disciple, senior brother, don't tell me, you don't even know this?"
"This... I really don't know. Yang Yixiao shook his head, the promotion had already spread in Tianfeng City, but Jing'an Feng had never heard anything outside the window, and after Yang Yixiao came back, he began to retreat and practice, and he didn't hear any news.
"Isn't it?, this is a triennial event in Tianfeng City, and I heard that after the selection of inner disciples this time, ten of the strongest young disciples will be selected to see the world's first Xuandao conference held by the Chaotian Imperial Family. Well, of course, these have nothing to do with us, but there are still many benefits of being promoted to an inner disciple. Don't miss any opportunity. ā
Hearing this, Yang Yixiao's brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Is the world's No. 1 Xuandao Conference held in Bauhinia City?"
"Well, Bauhinia City is an imperial city, where else can it be held if it is not held there? Senior Brother is not interested in the Xuandao Conference?"
"No, I just asked. Yang Yi shook his head with a smile, but his thoughts drifted slightly.
In fact, he didn't completely deceive the really domineering, theoretically speaking, he did belong to the Yang family of Bauhinia City, and the Yang family of Bauhinia City was indeed the third-ranked family in Bauhinia City.
It's just that Yang Yixiao's vein cultivates the Hundred Ghosts Nocturnal Technique, and he is a ghost master, and the Yang family in Bauhinia City has already drawn a clear line with Yang Yixiao's vein thousands of years ago and changed his occult arts.
It is said that the two families have been old and dead and have not intersected, and there should be no intersection, but Yang Yixiao's father just found another way to open the yin eyes, thinking that he could borrow the power of the Yang family in Bauhinia City to help his vein rise, but he didn't want to cause the disaster of killing himself.
It is precisely because of this incident that Yang Yixiao lost all his relatives overnight, left the Yang family where he had lived for fifteen years, and went into the world alone.
It can be said that if the two families go back to the past, they can be regarded as the same sect, but at this moment, they are a deep feud in the sea of blood, and they do not share the sky.
"Senior brother... Brother, what do you think?
"No," the younger sister continued. ā