"Hahaha!"

Wang Yichen, who was soaked in sweat, couldn't help laughing out loud, which not only meant that he could save a life, but also represented a major breakthrough in his Dan Dao skills.

Although he succeeded under such favorable conditions, the second-order elixir engraved with the Dao pattern was placed in front of him, how could Wang Yichen not be happy.

Wang Yichen was naturally grateful to the Hua family who had given him such a good opportunity, but thinking about his cultivation of the eighth layer of qi, refining the second-order elixir was still too shocking.

After all, with two materials, it is really nothing to get an inferior pill, and you can make up the remaining essence of the Dan ash.

Wang Yichen still chose to keep a low profile, so he decided to take a bad pill to make a difference.

In order to be more hidden, the two elixirs and the remaining two pills of the Evil Pill were stored in the space of the Moon Devouring Moon, so as to prevent them from being detected at random.

At this time, the attic formation was outside, and the Chinese steward was anxiously walking back and forth at this time.

Yesterday was originally just an ordinary day, since the family received a summons from the high-level of Jingguo a month ago, the patriarch and the Supreme Elder left the family with several Qi Cultivation Consummation Clansmen and rushed to the front line to support.

As a result, there is only one foundation building monk in the clan to protect it, so none of the Qi cultivators in the family's main force have gone out in the past month.

It's just that I don't know what news came yesterday, which caused Hua Jiahong, the foundation building monk left behind in the family, to go out with the main monks in the clan and leave the range of the formation.

Steward Hua is not a combat monk, and this body cultivation only slowly rises up by relying on time and family resources, and he only takes care of trivial matters during the day, so he doesn't know what to see at all.

I only know that the night has passed, most of the main force of the family has been lost, and the only foundation building monk who stayed behind has been seriously injured, and I don't know whether he is alive or dead.

And now the son who is injured and waiting for Wang Yichen's elixir, named Hua Mengwei, is the son of the patriarch and the captain of the current family combat team.

But yesterday's action, Hua Mengwei was also present, and the result was like this.

Several senior elders of the key families died in the struggle for Tsukidan ten years ago, and now the family is leaderless and panicked.

Fortunately, outsiders don't know about the situation of the foundation monks, and Lingaofang City has not happened under the management of the Hua family for many years, so today's Fang City is very stable.

The problem is that this will just happen, and after a long time, Steward Hua can't imagine the consequences, so at this time, the family urgently needs a monk with high enough prestige to stand up.

And Hua Mengwei, the son of the injured patriarch, is the best candidate.

Fortunately, at this time, there were finally some mana fluctuations in the attic, and Steward Hua hurriedly raised the token to open the formation.

"Li Danshi?"

As soon as the door opened, Wang Yichen was greeted by the hopeful gaze of Steward Hua, for fear that he would say bad news.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

Of course, Wang Yichen did not disappoint him, and held up a white green jade box, revealing the elixir entwined with spiritual energy inside.

Then several people did not dare to delay, and hurriedly rushed towards the courtyard where they came.

Steward Hua took the lead in making the mana fast, and Wang Yichen was not too slow, hanging behind him.

After a while, Wang Yichen, who had a keen sense, noticed some mana fluctuations.

It was from that courtyard that came out, and then the Chinese steward in front of him also noticed something strange, but his face was a little confused, and his feet moved faster.

Wang Yichen also found some other situations in the courtyard, so he secretly released the devouring moon.

With two miserable howls in the courtyard, Wang Yichen and Steward Hua also rushed to the courtyard, and the two maids were just left behind not long after entering the road.

At this time, the situation in the courtyard was very bloody, two young monks dressed in Hua family robes fell in a pool of blood, and the palace nun was wounded, leaning on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that someone was coming again, the face of the palace nun changed, and after confirming that the person who came was Steward Hua and Wang Yichen, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"The elixir has been practiced?"

Without explaining the situation at the scene, the female cultivator spit out a mouthful of blood and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, madam, Li Danshi has just come out of practice, and I will hurry up later."

Steward Hua was holding the jade box given to him by Wang Yichen, and was about to step forward, but a golden needle slammed through his skull.

The flying needle did not stop, and quickly flew towards Wang Yichen behind Steward Hua.

Bite!

With a soft sound, the flying needle was blocked by a golden bell.

Wang Yichen did not retreat, but picked up the jade box and rushed towards the bed, stopped beside the female cultivator, and looked coldly at the courtyard gate.

The palace nun seemed to be running out of mana, and the mana light curtain that wrapped the bed also flashed, looking like it would dissipate immediately.

Wang Yichen, who was involved in trouble, was also helpless, but thinking about the two people beside him, one was the wife of the Zhuji monk, and the other was the son of the Zhuji monk, he still decided to make a move.

The golden bell in his hand shone brightly, propping up a golden light curtain to protect several people.

The palace female cultivator was already seriously injured in several battles, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she took the jade box in Wang Yichen's hand, and took a closer look at the pill, and then finally smiled and sent the pill into the mouth of the unconscious young man.

Then he looked out of the courtyard and spoke in a cold voice.

"The demon cultivator is in chaos, Jiahong is seriously injured, and Wei'er is also the same now, if you don't hurry up to calm the riot and stabilize people's hearts, you still want to take the opportunity to harm people, and you are not afraid that the patriarch will come back to settle accounts with you!"

The aura of the palace nun fluctuated a little, but her voice was extremely firm, shouting out as if she was accusing.

"Humph! Slut! If it wasn't for my grandfather taking the initiative to give in, how could that Tsukidan fall into the hands of your younger brother who changed his surname, but not only did you not remember my grandfather's dedication to the family for so many years, but you also brutally killed him, Hua Binggui's old thing, I can't deal with it, but now you two mothers and sons, you deserve to die here! ”

The person outside the door finally stopped hiding his figure and walked out slowly.

A middle-aged male cultivator, with a fierce face, and the eighth-layer cultivation of Qi cultivation was undisguised, and the golden needle that penetrated the head of the Chinese steward was hanging in front of him at this time, reflected by the scorching sun, a little dazzling.

"As for whether I'm afraid that he will settle accounts after the fall?"

"Hahaha! Do you think I dared to jump out without even thinking about a way out? As for how I got out......"

The middle-aged male cultivator's face was full of pride, but he suddenly stopped talking and looked at Wang Yichen in the light curtain, especially the Jinyang Bell in Wang Yichen's hand.

"Danshi Li Xun, right, why did you intervene in the family's affairs as soon as you closed the cultivation, retreat at this time, I can treat it as if I have never seen you, otherwise ......"

Even in the face of Wang Yichen, who was holding a high-grade magic weapon in the late stage of Qi training, the middle-aged male cultivator was still not afraid, and even unceremoniously said it.

The source of his confidence was the few talismans he held tightly in his hand, each of which exuded a terrifying aura, and it was obviously not of a low rank.

"Humph! The Hua family is not in chaos, when the clansmen find out that this place is abnormal, do you Hua'an dare to be so arrogant? ”

Before Wang Yichen could speak, the palace nun was speechless, as if the blood on the ground belonged to someone else, and her voice was still steady.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Na Hua'an seemed to hear some joke and laughed out loud.