"Yang Bingzhi, it's not time for you to use the Tsukidan, it's a waste to keep the Tsukidan, you must focus on the overall situation, and give priority to the Tsukidan to the fellow monks who need it."

"Master is dead, we have no backer, you give Zhuji Dan to me, and the brothers should watch and help each other."

"I just made a contribution to the sect, the Zhuji Dan has to be in the back row, and the next time I can gather all the medicinal materials to refine it, can Senior Brother Yang give me the Zhuji Dan this time?"

"Your master is dead, why don't you use Tsukidan to change yourself for a better future?"

“……”

Tsukidan has just been refined, and all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods use it to suppress, threaten, or play sympathy cards.

There is only one purpose, to find a way to get the Zhuji Dan in Yang Bingzhi's hands.

The master of the wind patrol is still there, the bull ghost, the snake god and the clown who jump the beam dare not be arrogant in front of Yang Bingzhi, and few true disciples dare to provoke.

They are not alone, they have a foundation monk behind them.

Many sects joined forces to besiege the Five Elements Sect, completely rewriting the situation of the Five Elements Sect.

The fall of dozens of foundation building period monks can be called the darkest moment of the Five Elements Sect.

Unfortunately, the Wind Patrol Master happened to be one of the fallen foundation building monks.

Yang Bingzhi lost his backstage, holding the Zhuji Dan rewarded by the sect in his hand, and he also had the contribution of the sect that could be exchanged for the Zhuji Dan.

The two Tsukidans are eye-catching, and it is common sense for monks of the same sect to target them.

Yang Bingzhi didn't take the vast majority of people in his eyes, but only two people persecuted him with righteousness, which made it difficult for him.

One of them is also a disciple of the Wind Patrol Master, claiming to break through the foundation building period and become his new backer.

Yang Bingzhi apprenticed for a short time, and his friendship was not deep, and he didn't want to test the other party's character with the precious Zhuji Dan.

The Tsukidan that was sent out, and it is a luxury to want to take it back.

The other person gave Yang Bingzhi the most headache.

Monk Tsukiki!

He used the righteousness of the sect to make Yang Bingzhi give up Zhujidan, otherwise, he would be disloyal to the sect.

This person's strength and background are not a force that Yang Bingzhi can resist without a background.

Fortunately, Yang Bingzhi is a hero of the Five Elements Sect, and the credit for discovering the large spirit stone veins cannot be ignored.

The leakage of the spirit stone vein has nothing to do with Yang Bingzhi, and the anger cannot be involved in him in any case.

The Zhuji monk wanted to covet Zhuji Dan, but he didn't dare to make a blatant move, and he had to maintain restraint, at most putting pressure on Yang Bingzhi, hoping that he couldn't bear it.

Want to build Kidan?

What are you dreaming about?!

Two Zhuji Dan, one was handed over to Jia Ren, and one was kept to break through the foundation building period.

For the rest of the day, whoever comes to the door will be turned away.

This attitude caused many sect disciples to be dissatisfied, but they were helpless.

The emotions were also pushed to the highest peak at the moment when Zhuji Dan was refined.

The threshold of Yang Bingzhi's residence was almost broken.

It's not that the number of refined Tsukidans is small, there are more than fifty Tsukidans released this time.

The question is......

The persimmon picks the soft pinch, who makes Yang Bingzhi have no strength and no backstage.

He was lucky enough to enter the sect, and he was lucky enough to discover the spirit stone vein, became the sect's personal inheritance, and got the Zhuji Dan.

Countless fellow monks were envious, jealous, and hateful.

Master is dead, and there is no backer......

If you don't bully, who do you bully?

The Five Elements Sect has never been a good place, and the monks of the Five Elements Sect are not only good at bullying and oppressing loose cultivators, but they are also as ruthless as they are to their fellow sects.

Yang Bingzhi held Zhuji Dan in his hand, and he only felt extremely hot.

Everywhere you go, you'll get noticed.

In this case, going to the Great Wilderness Mountain to give Tsukidan to Jia Ren is tantamount to an idiot talking in a dream.

What to do?

Contact Jia Ren to come here to pick up Tsukidan?

Once the Tsukiji Monk made a move on Jia Ren, no one could save him.

What to do?

Yang Bingzhi took out the son-mother echo bell and sent another note out.

After a pillar of incense, the firelight flew in the distance, Yang Bingzhi took it, and Jia Ren's familiar voice sounded in his ears.

After a while, Yang Bingzhi's eyes lit up.

He prepared as Jia Ren had instructed and walked out of his residence. Sent the guy who wanted to beg for Tsukidan and went to the area with the most monks.

"Brother Yang, why are you here?"

A thin man was feeding a yellow dog, and when he saw Yang Bingzhi arrive, a smile appeared on his face.

He was also born in the Great Wilderness Mountain, and he has always had a good relationship with Yang Bingzhi, so he joined the Five Elements Sect to save his face.

"Skinny Monkey, let's talk in private!"

The two of them found a no-man's land to avoid the sight of the other monks.

"I owe a Taoist friend Dark Leizi, and I promised to return it to him today, and you can send it to him for me." After Yang Bingzhi finished speaking, he raised his hand and handed a few dark thunderbolts to the thin monkey.

"Rhubarb is hungry and thin with you."

Yang Bingzhi threw a fist-sized piece of snow-white demon beast meat from the storage bag and threw it to the yellow dog, who wagged his tail and bit the demon beast meat in one bite, and took two bites.

"It's an errand fee."

After Yang Bingzhi finished speaking, he took out a bag and threw it over, not to mention that there were hundreds of spirit stones.

"Brother Yang, how can I ask for your spirit stone?"

"Take it!"

Yang Bingzhi said in a tone that could not be refused, and the thin monkey opened his mouth, but he still couldn't say anything to refuse.

The thin monkey watched Yang Bingzhi leave, patted Rhubarb's head, and put it into the spirit beast bag.

He had barely taken a few steps when three monks wearing the robes of the Five Elements Sect surrounded him.

"What did Senior Brother Yang give you? Take it out and show us. Three monks in the late stage of Qi refining surrounded him.

Yang Bingzhi's every move is noticeable, and no one can guarantee that he will find a place to hide Tsukidan.

Any suspicious action will be closely watched.

"This is what Yang Zhenchuan ordered......"

Syllable!

A slap slammed into the skinny monkey's face, knocking it to the ground, leaving a clear slap mark on his face.

"Don't be ashamed!"

"The surname Yang is the true biography, am I not?!"

"You are an outer disciple, I can pinch you to death with my hand."

"Yang Bingzhi has lost power, I want to kill you, but he can't keep you."

The three of them did not hide the malice in their eyes at all, and the fact that they couldn't kill people in the same door didn't mean that they couldn't do it. Kill an outer disciple, they have too many ways.

Just sent a few dark thunderbolts, the thin monkey didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he hurriedly put the dark thunderbolts in front of a few people.

The three of them broke through the dark thunderbolts one by one, and confirmed that there was no hidden Tsukidan inside, and threw them away like garbage.

"This is the dark thunder that is made up for you."

"There's also a bag, bring it out for me."

The small bag was opened, and there were nearly a hundred spirit stones inside, as well as two pills.

The pill was opened, and there were several five-yuan elixirs inside.

"The surname Yang treats you so well!"

"And your yellow dog ......"

Before he finished speaking, a voice came from the side: "Yang Bingzhi went to the meditation room, and he just heard the inside news that he wants to refine the Zhuji Dan." ”

"What?! He didn't even reach the ninth layer of qi refining, isn't it a waste to refine Zhuji Dan?! Tyrannical creatures. ”

A few people rushed back as if they were burning their butts.

also wanted to make a final effort to persuade Yang Bingzhi.

The thin monkey glanced at the five-yuan elixir, and his heart was not good, so he picked up the dark thunder that was damaged on the ground and rushed to the Great Wilderness Mountain.

The road is calm, and the distance from the Great Wilderness Mountain is getting closer and closer.

The hometown is timid, and the great wilderness mountain is familiar and unfamiliar.

rushed all the way to Yang Bingzhi's residence and saw a man sitting at a stone table drinking tea.

"Jia Daoyou?"

"Brother Yang originally wanted to give you the dark thunder."

Jia Ren has helped his family get rid of insects, and the thin monkey is naturally no stranger.

"You're still with a tail behind you."

"It's okay, it's not strong."

Jia Ren didn't just get here.

When he contacted Yang Bingzhi, according to the information left by Yang Bingzhi, he came to hide outside the temporary residence of the Five Elements Sect.

The danger of trading outside the Five Elements Sect was too high, and Jia Ren didn't want to take the risk, so he deliberately left the spirit worm to follow the thin monkey until he rushed to the Great Wilderness Mountain.

The monk who had followed the thin monkey all the way was also under Jia Ren's watch.

"Hey, I didn't expect to be discovered."

"Loose cultivation?!"

A figure came out of nothing, and I don't know if it was an invisibility charm or a rare stealth secret technique.

The person who came looked at Jia Ren and confirmed that he was a seventh-level Qi refining cultivator, and did not take it seriously.

"How could Yang Bingzhi be willing to waste a Zhuji Dan? Is this trying to grab the attention of others? Hidden Tsukidan? ”

"You handed it over yourself? Or do I kill you and look for you from your body? ”

There is no shortage of smart people in the world, and it is not easy to lay out a seamless plan.

"Fang Zhenchuan, why did you come here? I don't have Tsukidan......" The thin monkey's face was pale and bloodless.

"Where's your spirit animal?"

The thin monkey remembered that Yang Bingzhi had fed the yellow dog a piece of demon beast meat, and summoned the yellow dog from the spirit beast bag as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Jia Ren stepped forward and pushed down the yellow dog. With golden light shining on his fingertips, he slashed open the yellow dog's belly like a cow and took out a brass bell, which was the child bell of the echo bell of the mother and child.

A Resurrection Pill was thrown to the Yellow Dog, Jia Ren used the cleaning charm to wash away the blood, and his eyes carefully tapped the quantum bell, and he could find that the center was replaced with a wax skin-wrapped pill.

This thing is exactly the Tsukidan that countless Qi Refining Cultivators have dreamed of!

Fang Zhenchuan's eyes were hot, and his face showed ecstasy.

That's right!

"My Tsukidan!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to catch Tsukidan!"

Jia Ren spread out his palm, and an inky drop of water wrapped around the brass bell that had lost Tsukidan. The fingers were dark gold, and they popped out with their fingers.

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

A golden high-grade defensive flying shield appeared in front of him, and it constantly flew around itself.

Rumble!

The ink-colored water droplets erupted with terrifying power, and the top-grade defense shield was dented. Fang Zhenchuan seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, and flew out at a speed far faster than when he came.

Jia Ren's body was like a ghost, and he arrived first, and he rushed to it faster than Fang Zhenchuan flying out.

The palm of the hand seemed to be made of dark gold, and the demonic blood and ink color rose, and a blood-ink rainbow swayed in the air.

The void exploded, and the spiritual shield and defensive magic weapon fell like paper paste under the fist, without hindrance.

A cloud of blood mist exploded in midair, and flesh, bones, and defensive robes were all shattered into pieces under a single punch.

Jia Ren returned with a storage bag, his robe spotless.