Chapter 170: Reality and Fiction for Each Other

The Heavenly Trick Pill is real, exactly the same as recorded in the book. Inside the delicate golden sandalwood box, the quail egg-sized pill is completely clear and clear, and the wisps of pale white cloud qi surround it, just like the legendary elixir.

However, this elixir looks good, but it can only be taken by people who are about to open the second pulse of Rendu, because it contains a strange substance, like a drug, which makes the person who takes it in a trance and fluttering, and the body will automatically remember this feeling after taking it once, and it will never be able to get rid of it in the future.

Chen Ziang stepped forward, sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, his heart was suddenly relaxed, and everything in front of him seemed to be much brighter.

"The Yuntai Li family's Tiantong Diqi Pill can only be produced once a year, and there can be up to six pills in one furnace, and at least four pills are used at one time, and sometimes the Li family may not be able to refine the pill needed by one person in a year, which shows the preciousness of this thing. ”

"Brother Fang got a total of four, and this is one of them. ”

Ma Long's eyes were also in a trance, but he was not young, and there were still two of the eight veins of the Qi Jing that he didn't know when they would be able to penetrate, and he couldn't use this medicine.

"Fang Shaotang Master is willing to give me this medicine?"

Chen Ziang withdrew his scrutinizing eyes and turned to look directly at Ma Long, since Fang Wanli left it for Fang Meng, he was naturally worried about whether Ma Long could call the shots.

"Since this medicine is in my hands now, it naturally means that I can dispose of it. ”

Ma Long's face was cold, as if he didn't care about Fang Meng's opinion at all.

"How many people are in the Xiaoyue Gang? How many masters are there? What are they good at? Who else did the helmsman invite for this operation?"

Chen Ziang nodded and asked in detail.

Ma Long's face was happy, knowing that Chen Ziang had promised it.

"The number of Xiaoyue Gang is not large, more than forty people, and four masters. ”

"Shangguan Yun, the wolf king, has all the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, is good at double swords, and his swordsmanship is fierce and domineering. ”

"Feiyun Sword Luo Yuan, a master of the Eight Veins Stage of the Qi Sutra, has good light skills. ”

"Finger around the soft Tao Yuxin, is also a master of the eight veins of the Qi Jing, and the swordsmanship is unpredictable. ”

"Joy monk enlightenment, good at knife skills, a hard work. ”

"In addition, there are more than a dozen Qi refining characters below, but there is no battle formation method, so it is vulnerable to a few friends!"

Seeing that Chen Ziang was listening carefully, Ma Long nodded and continued: "A few friends we invited are in the backyard, come with me, let me introduce you." ”

"Well, this Heavenly Pass Pill should be used as a deposit, which can be regarded as the sincerity of my Changfeng Hall, how about it?"

"Good!"

Chen Ziang smiled at the corner of his mouth and stepped forward to put away the pill.

No matter what strange things happened to Fang Wanli, who would be afraid of a dying person?

The red silk has been removed from the front yard, the mourning shed has been built, the incense case has been placed, and the servants have been sent to report the funeral to the relatives of the Fang family.

The backyard was empty, except for one house with its doors open, and the occasional sigh could be heard from inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Chen Daxia has already agreed. ”

Marlon stepped into the house, and his face finally showed a hint of joy.

"I'm afraid you didn't expect that Chen Daxia turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of the white-clothed saint Liang's seniors! Liang's seniors are righteous and high-spirited, and Chen Daxia is not lagging behind!"

Ma Long praised Chen Ziang to the sky, without mentioning the reward of the four Heavenly Skill Pills.

"Liang's apprentice?"

Several people in the room were startled, got up one after another, and bowed to Chen Ziang.

"Chen Daxia, this is my second brother Yang Zheng, known as the Seven-Star Sword King in the rivers and lakes!"

Yang Zheng is the red-faced man in a brocade robe, this person has a square appearance, a steady momentum, and gentle eyes.

Seeing Chen Ziang enter the door, he only smiled faintly, it seems that this is a person of few words, but he can firmly sit in the position of the second eldest in Changfeng Hall, there must be something extraordinary about him.

"The joke of friends in the rivers and lakes, I dare not be ashamed of the title of the king of swords!"

He smiled and waved his hand, took Ma Long's words, and pointed to a man in Xuanyi beside him and said, "This is the invisible sword Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Daxia!"

Ye Zhiqiu's face was thin, his eyes were vicissitudes, his clothes were independent, and he looked down on the world. Carrying a long sword with a sheath on his waist, the hilt of the scabbard is ordinary and featureless, but he can be introduced by Yang Zheng first, and he is obviously a great master in the hearts of everyone.

"Look up for a long time!"

Chen Ziang arched his hand, ignoring that he had never heard the name at all.

"This is General Gao Ya Yu Gao! General Zhao Ping's seat is a five-rank guerrilla general. ”

Gao Yayu was dressed in an inconspicuous gray cloth robe, with a dignified appearance and a majestic figure, and the whole person standing there could give people an invisible sense of oppression. He is different from Ye Zhiqiu, who has a lonely face, he is obviously an extroverted character, and when he heard Yang Zheng's introduction, he hurriedly stepped forward and laughed.

"I have heard of Chen Daxia's master, who is both civil and military, and versatile! Especially not as pedantic as other scholars. What a reckless man like me admires most is a character like your master. ”

He had a bold voice and a loud tone, and he did not hide his mood when the Fang family had just had an accident, and he could indeed be called a reckless man.

"General Gao is polite!"

"What's polite, I'm praising your master and not you!"

Gao Yayu waved his hand, and after realizing that what he said was wrong, he slapped him in the mouth, and his voice was crisp, which made Chen Ziang feel his teeth sour.

"I'm quick to speak, don't mind if I say the wrong thing. ”

"How so?"

Chen Ziang shook his head and smiled, sometimes talking to a straight person will also make people feel bright.

"This is the Lang Swordsman Leng Xia!"

The last person was not very old, but his face was cold, he was dressed in chic white, carrying a steel sword, his expression was proud, and his eyes looked at Chen Ziang with a taste of scrutiny.

"Waves...... Cheap...... Guest?"

Chen Ziang's face was distorted, and he desperately suppressed the smile that came up from his heart.

"Uh, that's right! ”

Yang Zheng didn't have Chen Ziang's sense of humor, so he repeated it and nodded.

Leng Xia frowned, as if he heard the ill intentions in Chen Ziang's words, and his cold eyes looked directly at Chen Ziang.

"Liang Hua's apprentice, doesn't it look like it?"

Indeed, the image of Chen Ziang and the white-clothed saint Liang Hua is far from the image in people's minds.

"Don't make a mistake again, Master Ma Helm!

Leng Xia not only has a cold name, but also speaks coldly, and it is cold and annoying.

"Leng Shaoxia, Chen Daxia is knowledgeable in martial arts and proficient in medical skills, you can't be wrong. ”

Ma Long did not frown slightly, and opened his mouth to defend Chen Ziang.

"But I don't believe it!"

Leng Xia is young and angry, this Chen Ziang is obviously not much older than himself, why do you call him a hero, but call me a young man? Is it because he has a good master?

And it is really hateful that this man dares to despise the nickname he has dug up his mind!

As he spoke, he snorted slightly, and a sword qi had already surged towards Chen Ziang, and the sword qi was layered on top of each other, like waves surging, layer after layer.

The sound of sword qi agitation is like the howling of the sea breeze, and the name of the wave swordsman is worthy of its name!

The other people glanced at each other, and they all stepped back, and one of them was willing to come forward and probe Chen Ziang's reality.

The tsunami was rushing, the palm wind in front of him was rushing, the desolation was reflected in his heart, the sword qi suddenly weakened, and the next moment the amazing sword qi was dissipated in this soft palm wind.

"Good hand!"

Leng Xia snorted coldly, and one hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword behind his back.

"Leng Shaoxia, let's do it slowly! You are all friends of our Changfeng Hall, what is there to discuss. ”

Yang Zheng frowned, and Ma Long immediately became a peacemaker.

"Humph!"

Leng Xia snorted coldly again, put down his hand, and walked out with his legs.

"Call me when you do it!"

In a moment, the chic white clothes disappeared, and the atmosphere in the room was relaxed.

"Don't be surprised by Chen Daxia, Leng Shaoxia has a straight temperament!"

Ma Long looked at Chen Ziang apologetically.

Chen Ziang shook his head and didn't say anything, what did a little kid call him?

"By the way, when are we going to do it?"

After a pause, he asked Yang Zheng and the others.

"Tomorrow!"