Looking at the back of Zhao Yi leaving, the hall master of the Martial Palace smiled slightly, and then turned around and walked into the Martial Palace, leaving a group of frightened and inexplicable martial artists shocked in place.

If it was only surprising that the hall master of the Martial Palace had changed his name to Zhao Yi and regarded him as an equal, then this time the hall master's initiative to invite everyone was shocked.

You must know that since the Martial Palace was built for so many years, the hall master has never personally invited anyone to talk to him, even if he has invited a king-level powerhouse, he has let his subordinates act on his behalf.

It can be said that Zhao Yi was the first person to be personally invited to the Martial Palace by the hall master of the Martial Palace.

However, everyone also knows that with the ability and talent that Zhao Yi is showing now, he is indeed worthy of such courtesy from the Lord of the Martial Palace!

In the midst of the uproar of the crowd, a down-and-out and talented warrior in the crowd endured the excitement in his heart and walked step by step towards a yellow-level cultivation room in the Martial Palace.

Seeing that Zhao Yi successfully refined the four-grade peak elixir, the happiest and most excited person in the field may not be Zhao Yi himself, but this seemingly down-and-out powerhouse.

Because this means that the agreement reached between him and Zhao Yi three days ago has officially come into effect, which also means that his wife will be truly healed soon!

After leaving the square in front of the Martial Palace, Zhao Yi returned to the heaven-level cultivation room of the Martial Palace, unlike the previous time he came here, this time, the management of the cultivation room of the Martial Palace did not receive Zhao Yi's Xuanjing.

Back in the cultivation room, Zhao Yi began to practice pranayama without the slightest pause.

Although each small sword in his dantian contained more true yuan than all the true yuan of a Xuanzun Realm sixfold peak powerhouse, after refining these two Chihua Spirit Pills, it still made his dantian almost empty, almost much greater than the consumption of a big battle.

If it weren't for the "Sword Heart Technique" that had the effect of self-recovery, I am afraid that he would be close to collapse at this time.

After entering the cultivation state, the true yuan in Zhao Yi's dantian gradually began to recover, and among the recovered true yuan, it also increased a little more resilience.

Many martial artists believe that although some alchemists' alchemy skills have progressed, their martial arts cultivation may be worse, because in their cognition, alchemists have spent most of their time studying alchemy, and their cultivation is naturally much inferior.

In fact, what those people don't know is that the martial arts cultivation of some powerful alchemists is actually not much worse than that of some so-called geniuses, because refining pills is a process that consumes a lot, and if the cultivation is not strong enough, their true yuan will not even be able to support the consumption of alchemy.

In this case, no matter how superb the alchemist's alchemy is, his achievements will not be high.

Therefore, for the importance of martial arts cultivation, alchemists are actually higher than ordinary martial artists.

Even because of the excessive consumption of ordinary alchemy, after each cultivation recovery, the cultivation will be improved to a considerable extent, plus some of the pills taken by the alchemist Ping Suli to improve the cultivation, which makes the cultivation of some alchemists not much lower than his alchemy.

However, when it comes to their actual combat ability, it is indeed weaker than martial artists of the same level, after all, if they spend most of their time studying alchemy, they naturally have no time to study martial arts!

Of course, some truly talented alchemists have even more combat power than ordinary geniuses of the same level, such as Lan Hao that Zhao Yi met in the crimson small world at the bottom of the volcano.

Lan Hao back then could be described as the No. 1 martial arts powerhouse in the former Sui Dynasty, if it weren't for the nemesis of his life, the young general with a cold face and a cold gun, I am afraid that he might not end up with all his vitality!

When Zhao Yi returned to the heaven-level cultivation room to practice pranayama, in the upper room of the Tempest Inn, the few Dayuan sergeants that Zhao Yi had met before were discussing something with a solemn face.

"Ah, can you really be responsible for what you said?" Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with a murderous aura looked at another fierce middle-aged man and asked in a deep voice.

"Well, I can be sure that I was the only surviving general in that battle, for that one, I don't think anyone will have a deeper memory than me, it is hatred engraved in my bones, I can be absolutely sure that the person I see today is him!"

This fierce middle-aged man was the one who turned around and left in horror after seeing Zhao Yi before.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face became extremely heavy, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to believe what you say, but this matter is very important, and we still need to collect evidence from multiple parties!"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man who killed the middle-aged man pondered for a long time before he said: "In this way, you continue to stay here according to the original plan, I will rush to Yanjing City tonight to report this matter to the prince, and I will also find the generals and some captains who survived like you at the beginning to verify." ”

Saying that, there was also a strong envy in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "Ah ghost, if this matter is true, I am afraid that you will be deeply appreciated by the prince in the future, and maybe you will become my top boss in the future." ”

"General, you are serious!" The fierce middle-aged man known as a ghost smiled innocently, not knowing what to say, if he can really do what the general said, then he can really succeed in this life!

"Okay, you can do it yourself, I'll leave to rush back to Yanjing, remember, don't take the initiative to contact him, so as not to startle the snake. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he flicked his sleeve robe, got up and left the upper room, and disappeared into the night in a few flashes......

In one of the many yellow-level cultivation rooms in the Martial Palace, in the bedroom on the left, a woman with a pale face lay quietly on the flat bed.

This woman looks less than thirty years old, there is no blood on her face, and she looks a little haggard, but her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and she can definitely be called a generation of beauty.

Even the paleness of her face brought her a strange morbid beauty.

She is the wife of the blood axe scholar Leng Yaoyang, the daughter of the city lord of Piaosi City, Liu Mengqi.

"Squeak. There was a slight noise from the door of the room, and an emaciated figure walked in from outside the door, it was Leng Yaoyang who had returned from outside the Martial Palace.

Walking quickly to the side of the bed, holding Liu Mengqi's hand outside the quilt like a palm, Leng Yaoyang couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "Mengqi, Mengqi, the young man I told you three days ago, he did it, he really did it, he refined the four-grade peak elixir." ”

"With his talent, in a year or two at most, he will be able to successfully refine the five-grade pill that can truly heal you, and then you will be able to recover again, Mengqi, Mengqi ......"

Leng Yaoyang's voice gradually became choked, and finally he buried his head in the bed, breaking down and crying: "Mengqi, I miss you so much, I really miss you." ”

......

The night passed in a flash, and when the first light flashed on the horizon, Zhao Yi, who had practiced pranayama all night, also returned to his peak state.

Walking out of the cultivation room and looking at the empty martial arts training ground in front of him, Zhao Yi's heart moved, and he suddenly stepped out and unleashed Xi Ziqigong's "Dragon Descending Divine Palm".

In an instant, the earth-shattering dragon roar resounded through the four fields, and Zhao Yi's figure quickly tossed and turned on the martial arts training ground, and finally suddenly stepped out, and his palms suddenly slapped out!

"Roar!" The majestic palm power turned into two white-gold dragons surging out, and they burst out towards the practice pillars in the two corners of the martial arts training ground.

"Bang!

Two dull sounds came out, and the two practice pillars were broken directly under the strength of this majestic palm, and the upper half flew out directly and slammed heavily on the ground.

Looking at the power of his two palms, even Zhao Yi couldn't help but have a different color flash in his eyes.

This "Dragon Descending Divine Palm" is worthy of being an emperor-level martial art at the peak of the seventh order, its power is really extraordinary, and now his attainments in the palm technique are slightly stronger, and the power has increased so much!

Just when Zhao Yi was sighing to himself, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master Zhao, Master Zhao is in this cultivation room?"

"Huh?" Listening to the voice outside the door, Zhao Yi frowned, and when he walked towards the door, "Who is it?"

At this time, who will come to him early in the morning, and it is possible that there is only Leng Yaoyang, but the voice from outside the door is not Leng Yaoyang.

With a faint doubt in his heart, Zhao Yi came to the door and opened the door. I saw an old man with a rather old face and gray hair outside the door looking at him with a smile.

"Master Zhao, little old man is so polite!"

Seeing Zhao Yi open the door, the old man outside the door said with a smile.

"Who is the old man?" Looking at the old man outside the door, Zhao Yi asked suspiciously.