"Oh"! Liang Zicheng suddenly became interested, and then said: "Where is he?" ？

"He has been spreading rumors in a drunken immortal building for the past few days..." The stall owner seems to have a lot of opinions about the yellow picture...

"Oh". Liang Zicheng then went on to ask: "What kind of rumors is he spreading..".

"You go to the Drunken Immortal Tower by yourself, and you will know." After the stall owner finished speaking, he sat down directly.

Liang Zicheng hugged his fist at the stall owner, and then walked towards the city.

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Zicheng stopped in front of a two-story attic and glanced up.

"Drunken Immortal Building, I don't know what rumors Huang Tu is spreading in this!" After Liang Zicheng finished speaking, he stepped into the attic.

After his gaze swept over the first floor, all he saw were Qi cultivators, and then he went up to the second floor without any hesitation.

On the second floor, there are more than a dozen square tables, and there are seven monks sitting scattered, but several of them are above the foundation building period.

At one of the square tables sat three monks, one of whom looked like he was in his twenties, cultivating in the late stage of foundation building, dressed in a blue soap robe, and his face was full of pride.

The other person is in his thirties, a man in Jindan Dacheng cultivation, wearing tights.

It's just that I don't know why this person hid his cultivation in the Great Perfection of Foundation Building.

The last person was an old man in a brocade robe, a monk who built the foundation of the Great Perfection.

As soon as Liang Zicheng arrived on the second floor, his eyes fell on the big man, and on the third floor, only the big man was a Jindan Great Perfection monk.

He is also the only one who may be Huangtu.

Then Liang Zicheng sat down directly in a box near them.

Liang Zicheng's hand appeared, a small round box appeared, the box was filled with fine sand-like things, and after he quietly placed it in the palm of his hand, the fine sand slowly gathered, and then a little fine sand flew to Huang Tu's body.

"How can there be a monk in this small building?" the old man in the brocade robe asked suspiciously, looking at Liang Zicheng who had entered.

"Who knows". The blue-robed monk shook his head.

The old man in the brocade robe looked at Liang Zicheng's box, and then said, "I don't know if friends convene, what do my senior brothers have to do?"

"Hehe! Huang has a fortune to give to Zhang Daoyou and the two," Huang Tu said with a fist clasp at the two.

"Oh, what wealth does Huang Daoyou have to give to my senior brother?" said the brocade-robed old man suspiciously, but a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, and he secretly gestured to the blue-robed monk.

"Come, let's have a drink first..". Huang Tu picked up the wine glass on the table and said.

"Okay, Brother Huang is refreshing enough, little brother toasts you!" The blue-robed monk and the brocade-robed old man took their wine glasses and drank them all.

Huang Tu smiled slightly, and drank the whole glass of wine in one gulp.

"Hehe......" Huang Tu saw this, and after a slight smile, a huge spiritual pressure suddenly emanated.

"Monk Jiedan!" As soon as the brocade-robed old man and the blue-robed monk felt this coercion, they only felt that their bodies sank, and the mana in their bodies was stunned, and their complexions changed drastically.

"The juniors don't know that the seniors are Jiedan monks, and they have offended before, so please forgive the seniors!" The two old men in the brocade robe hurriedly stood up, and after giving a deep salute, they said with great trepidation in their hearts.

"Huh...... The two fellow Daoists don't have to be like this, let's sit down and talk!" Huang Tu said with a slight smile after retracting the spiritual pressure.

Huang Tu then glanced at the monks around him, and didn't seem to take them seriously.

"This ......" After the brocade-robed old man and the blue-robed monk glanced at each other, they gritted their teeth and returned to their seats, but the two of them were sitting on pins and needles, and they were in order, so they kept silent at the same time.

"Huang has no malicious intentions, he just went here for a turn when he had nothing to do, and at the same time used the mouths of the two Taoist friends to send some news to the immortal cultivation world!" Huang Tu said directly when he saw the appearance of the two old men in the brocade robe.

"Dare to ask senior, what news do you want to spread?" the brocade-robed monk asked cautiously with a grim expression and a fist.

"News of a treasure!" Huang Tu said slowly.

"Ahem...... Senior, this junior is a little confused, why should the senior let all the monks in the immortal cultivation world know about such a secret thing? This doesn't seem to be good for you!" the brocade-robed old man coughed slightly, and then asked in an unnatural voice.

"The two Daoists just need to spread the news, and there is no need to ask anything else. Of course, Huang will not let the two of you work hard in vain, these few spiritual weapons are not bad, so I will give them to you for self-defense, and some of the pills that Huang had taken in the past will also be given to you and wait!" Huang Tu's sleeve robe shook, and several spiritual weapons and seven or eight jade bottles appeared out of thin air on the square table.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what news needs to be delivered..". The old man in the brocade robe said immediately.

"Help me convey that Jingshi Wangjiazhai has a baby pill..." Huang Tu said slowly.

"Uh...... Well, although the seniors can rest assured, if only one news is transmitted, there will be no problem!Moreover, the juniors guarantee that this news can be spread in a few days at most!" The blue-robed monk saw the bright spiritual weapon, his eyes flashed, and after hesitating for a moment, he patted his chest and assured.

"In this way, Huang will listen to the good news of the two of them!" Huang Tu stood up after speaking. Suddenly, after a blur of the body, the weirdness disappeared.

"Whew...... It's really frightening little brother!" Seeing this, the blue-robed monk breathed a long sigh of relief, and his complexion recovered a lot.

"Brother Xian, although we said that we had a false alarm, but the harvest is quite large, only these few spiritual weapons are not ordinary things at first glance, but the spiritual weapons on our bodies cannot be compared, let alone these bottles of pills!" said the old man in the brocade robe with a smile on his face.

"Let's go, let's get the message on." The blue-robed monk and the brocade-robed old man left in a hurry.

The figure on the wooden chair flashed, but the yellow picture appeared out of thin air, and then said: "Now, it is the seventh batch of people who deliver the news, and there should be many monks gathered in Wangjiazhai now..." After saying this, Huang Tu disappeared here.

"Jingshi Wangjiazhai..". Liang Zicheng's brows furrowed, and then he opened the map of the East China Sea.

Soon after, Liang Zicheng discovered the existence of Wangjiazhai three hundred miles away from Beijing.

In just a few days, the news that Wangjiazhai had the Yuanying Pill swept through the immortal cultivation world like a giant storm.

Countless scattered cultivators and forces of different sizes were shocked when they learned this information, and at the same time, they also sent people to Wangjiazhai to inquire about the news of the Infant Pill.

On this day, a large number of monks came to the front of Wangjiazhai.

In front of the peak of Wangjiazhai, a large number of monks gathered at this moment, these monks are dressed differently, obviously not all the way, and they all mention the "Infant Pill".

And in front of the mountain peak, on a stone platform with a height of a few feet, there are four old men, and the cultivation is above the Dan period, the first old man in a black brocade robe has the Great Perfection of the Dan cultivation, this old man looked at the dense monks in front of him, and his brows were furrowed.

Under the stone platform, there were dozens of monks in the foundation building period, blocking the many monks in front of the stone platform, but they all looked panicked and seemed to be very afraid.

No wonder they behaved like this, on the first floor of the crowd, there were only seven monks standing alone, and their appearance was more vicious than the other, and their cultivation was all above the Yudan stage.

At this moment, a middle-aged monk of Jindan Great Perfection was standing in the crowd and looking at Wangjiazhai curiously.

This person is Liang Zicheng who has changed his appearance. At this moment, he came to the Wang family to steal the Divine Pill, and it was impossible for him to use his appearance.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a gray tight shirt snorted coldly and said, "Wang Daoyou, you are like this, I just came to see the baby pill..."

"Ma Daoyou, our Wang family doesn't have a baby pill at all..." The old man in the brocade robe snorted coldly, and said with a sinking face.

Ma Daoyou snorted heavily, and then said: "The fact that your Wangjiazhai has a baby pill has already spread all over the immortal cultivation world, who can not know..." ？

"If you have the Infant Pill, will the old man still have the Great Perfection of the Pill?" The old man surnamed Wang in the brocade robe shouted heavily.

"Regardless of whether there is a baby pill or not, you let me wait in and see...". A late-stage Jindan monk drank loudly.

"Yes, let's go into Wang's house and see...". Many of the monks suddenly cried out.

"Bold..". At this time, a loud shout came from within the Wang family.

Just when the Jindan monks and the Zhuji monks didn't know why, a powerful and extremely powerful coercion suddenly descended on each monk.

Ma Daoyou and the others only felt that their bodies were extremely heavy, and they were about to fall to the ground as soon as their knees bent.

"Yuanying Zhenjun...", Ma Daoyou shouted in shock.

But in an instant, Ma Daoyou and the others felt that their bodies were light, and the coercion suddenly dissipated.

At this time, on the high platform, the old man in the brocade robe was unusually respectfully saluting an old man with a white beard who was standing with his hands behind his back and wearing a white robe who appeared in front of him at some point.

When the monks saw this, they were all shocked, and their divine sense swept over the white-bearded old man.

After a while, everyone's faces changed drastically, this old man couldn't detect what kind of cultivation he was at all, and after his divine consciousness was swept from his body, he couldn't feel any mana fluctuations at all, just like a mortal.

But a group of monks would not be so stupid, this old man could release such a powerful coercion, and at the same time appear out of thin air in front of the eyes of the Jindan monks, only Yuanying Zhenjun could do it.

"I've seen the real king..". Ma Daoyou and the others hurriedly saluted the monk.

"Get out, my Wang family doesn't have any baby pills..." The white-bearded old man drank heavily.

This time, the big man didn't dare to say anything more.

In front of the brocade-robed old man of the Great Perfection of the Jiedan, he could shout loudly, but in front of Yuanying Zhenjun, he was not a fart.

And at this moment, a black shadow flashed in the air in the distance, and several points of light appeared, and gradually expanded clearly, and it was obvious that three monks were flying towards the crowd at an extremely fast speed.

A moment later, the light suddenly fell, and three men suddenly appeared in the air more than ten feet above the crowd, and they all looked down arrogantly.

The figure on the left is emaciated, with a sallow face, dressed in a wide robe, and cultivated in the early days of the Yuan Infant.

The person on the right is short in stature, only reaching the shoulders of ordinary people, with a wisp of black beard growing on his chin, and two small eyes shining brightly around him.

The person in the middle looks like he is in his thirties, dressed in a black robe, with a handsome face, quite an extraordinary bearing, and his hands are upside down and he looks high, and he is cultivated in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

The emaciated man and the short man were obviously at a distance from the black-robed man, looking at the head of a horse.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, Wang Daoyou's demeanor is still the same..". The black-robed man said directly.