Chapter 134: Slap

Chapter 134 Slaps
Yang Hongwu smiled, Zifu Jindan, although Zifu Jindan is precious, but it is not in Yang Hongwu's eyes, he is a alchemist, and Zifu Jindan's Danfang still has the necessary materials, and he has all his own materials. If you want Zifu Jindan, you can refine it at any time, and the quality is better than his.
However, Yang Hongwu still accepted it. Although it is not a treasure level, it is Zifu Jindan.
Someone sends money to himself, don't be a fool.
"Thank you Brother He."
Mu Shiyin chuckled aside, how could a fifth-grade alchemy master lack the medicine? Blood Cultivation Pills can be refined, not to mention the purple pill Jindan.
Both Blood Cultivation Pill and Zifu Jindan are both fifth-grade pill, but relatively speaking, Blood Cultivation Pill is much more difficult and complicated than Zifu Jindan's refining process. The value of Jindan is more than ten times and one hundred times higher.
Moreover, things are rare, Zifu Golden Pill is nothing to the Tianlong Sect, but the blood pet pill is different. For example, today, Long Zong, only one person, Yang Hongwu, can refine it.
"This is just a trivial matter, Mu Shimei, next time, I will definitely give you a Nine Jilong Elephant Pill." He Mingyang looked at Mu Shiyin.
Jiu Jilong Elephant Pill, Yang Hongwu heard, this guy's tone is really not small, then Jiu Jilong Elephant Pill is the top of the six grades of medicine, comparable to the seventh grade.
Very precious, even Qipin Alchemist may not be able to refine it. Where can he find it?
Bragging doesn't have a degree, so Yang Hongwu laughed secretly, the cowhide was blown up, that's not too good.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Yang Hongwu and will not be exposed.
"Then you don't have to bother Brother He, and Jiu Jilong Xiang Dan is too precious, I can't bear it." Mu Shiyin shook his head slightly. "I brought Brother Yang this time to practice true qi, so I won't disturb Brother. Now."
"Young Master Yang also has to temper his true energy and hone his flesh?" He Mingyang heard it and looked at Yang Hongwu, and said, "Young Master Yang is the real spirit realm, and his strength is too weak. , I advise the younger brother not to take risks, if it turns out to be an idiot, but if it dies inside, it is not worth it."
Yang Hongwu was very upset in Wen Yan's heart. Your uncle said that if you say something bad, you will die in it. Your family will die in it.
"Relax, my brother, I am sure. Although this life and death pool is extremely dangerous, since I dare to come, I am sure." Yang Hongwu said.
"The tone is not small."
"It's not worth the high ground that day."
"At the beginning, there were many geniuses, arrogant, self-righteous, and turned into idiots one by one."
"I have heard of this Yang Hongwu, the first of this class of outside disciples. At that time, he was only three layers of the real spirit realm, and he could defeat Yan Tiandao. When they finally competed for the Golden Seat, they had one enemy and seven or more. Breathing defeated everyone." A disciple of Purple House said.
"No, this year's outside disciples are so weak? No, I heard that Yan Tiandao is very strong and can kill Zifu Realm. How could he be defeated?"
"So, don't underestimate this guy."
"How to gamble, I bet he can hold a breath."
"Two breaths."
"I bet five breaths." Zifujing disciples just explained.
He Mingyang saw Yang Hongwu talking and didn’t give himself a face. He was annoyed in his heart. Originally, he wanted to attack him. He didn’t expect this boy to be abhorrent. He also looked at the difference between Mu Shiyin’s attitude towards himself and that boy. It made him jealous.
Suppressing the anger in my heart, he said: "Senior Brother Yang, it is good to have confidence. However, you can't carelessly. You haven't tried this dangerous life and death pool. It is terrifying. I can only barely refine 30 breaths. However, you don’t have to worry too much, Brother Shi, in case you are in danger, I will rescue you."
"That's the trouble, Senior Brother." Yang Hongwu's speech was light and uncomfortable, but that was what made He Mingyang uncomfortable and uncomfortable at all, as if he was stuck with a thorn in his heart. hard.
He Mingyang's fists clenched tightly, his joints creaked.
"Boy, I see how you die, just like a pool of life and death, a dilemma between life and death! A guy in a true spiritual realm, ignorant of the heights and heights, dare to enter, when you are a super genius."
Mu Shiyin saw that Yang Hongwu was about to enter the water pool and said, "Brother, you have to be careful and do your best, don't resist, do you know?"
"Relax, Sister, I know a lot." Yang Hongwu gave Mu Shiyin a grateful look, then turned around and walked into a pool of water.
After stepping into the waterhole.
Yang Hongwu felt that a force of terror penetrated into his body, and these forces madly tore his own body and squeezed his true energy constantly.
The power in the flood seems to be like a scary little snake, shuttles and bites in his body.
pain!
What a pain!
This kind of pain is really unbearable for ordinary people.
Suddenly, the high temperature burned, making Yang Hongwu feel as if he was calcining in a huge furnace. The whole person seemed to be burnt and scorched even with the body and soul.
Suddenly it seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar and was trapped in the thousands of years of mysterious ice. The biting cold caused people to tremble, and even the soul was to be frozen.
Feelings of pain, itching, crispness, and numbness are all concentrated together.
A breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Everyone who was watching Yang Hongwu was stunned.
"This boy, so powerful, is really spiritual, three breaths."
"Yeah, it's too powerful. It's a perverted, true spirit realm. You can stick to three breaths in this life and death pool with the real spirit realm. There are only a few of them?"
"Four breaths."
"Five breaths, god, he held on to five breaths, and he seemed to be able to hold on."
The people present were starting to feel a little numb. A true spiritual realm, five breaths, had already insisted on five breaths. It seemed that it was far from reaching his limit.
"It's terrifying, it breaks the record."
Seven breaths, eight breaths.
After ten breaths at once, this can no longer be described by shock.
Mu Shiyin was also shocked to see the extreme. Although it was expected that Yang Hongwu entered the life and death pool, there must be no problem, and he did not need to help himself, but, I never thought that Yang Hongwu was so powerful, and life and life was broken. The record that the disciple of the spirit realm entered here, and it seems that it is far from his limit.
"Why is this little beast so powerful?" He Mingyang was very upset now. At first, he thought that this kid would not be able to persevere at once. He wanted to help himself. He never thought that he could last so long and broke the record. , Looking at some female disciples, who originally admired herself, and now all eyes are on Yang Hongwu.
"This kid must not stay, genius, grown genius, that is the real genius, dead genius, nothing." He Mingyang flashed a murderous moment in his eyes, instantly disappeared.