Chapter 1346: Seated VIP seats

Chapter 1346 Seated in the VIP Seat
There is no doubt that life is priceless.
In order to survive, you can pay any price.
But one thing is that the injured monks did not face life and death threats. For example, Fan Yang and the broken foot monk, their bodies were seriously injured, but they were not serious enough to threaten life and death.
Moreover, they could not produce ten saint-level beast pills.
The wound healing pills can repair their injuries, regenerate the broken limbs, return to normal, and return to the ranks of normal people.
However, they couldn't produce so many beast pills, no matter how magical the wound healing pills were, it would have no effect on them.
No one denies the magic of the healing pill, but because of the shyness in the bag, he can't afford such an expensive price and can only be discouraged.
No one regrets more than Fan Yang. Yang Tengbai gave him a pill, but he did not accept it, instead he spoke to contradict Yang Teng.
Such a huge opportunity, slipping away in front of him, who can be blamed.
Upon hearing the price mentioned by Yang Teng, Fan Yang and the monk with Broken Foot knew that they had no chance of getting a healing pill.
Fan Yang was still ambitious, and immediately stood up, squeezing out of the crowd with a stupid expression, and then left the main square without where he was.
This is how people are, and the opportunities in front of them are not cherished. Only when they are lost can they be known precious, but it is too late.
The monk with a broken foot did not have the ambition of Fan Yang. Hearing the price mentioned by Yang Teng, his whole body seemed to have lost the last trace of strength and collapsed on the ground.
After a while, the broken-foot monk used both hands and feet, stumbling around in front of Yang Teng, hugged Yang Teng’s calf, and pleaded bitterly: "Young Master Yang! Please have mercy on me, so give me a pill. Well, I will always remember your good."
Needless to say Yang Teng, the other monks felt that the Broken Foot monk was too shameless.
Is such a precious pill given to you for nothing, just to be remembered by you forever?
Who do you think you are, you really take yourself seriously!
Yang Teng smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry. In order to refine this healing pill, I also paid a huge price and gave it to you for nothing. My loss is too great to bear. You still want something else. Let’s do it. In fact, if you don’t take the healing pill, you can use your cultivation base to carefully nurture it for decades, and there is hope that the sole of the foot will grow back."
When the broken foot monk heard it, his heart was full of crying. Before he could heal the wound, he didn't have much thoughts and had already accepted his fate.
Just like Yang Teng said, after decades of meticulous care, this broken foot has hope to grow back.
However, now there is such a chance that a broken foot can grow back, how can he endure decades of suffering.
Every day I waited is torment and torment to his heart.
No, he must get the healing pill, and he must not spend the past few decades in suffering.
He hugged Yang Teng's calf tightly and refused to relax. The Broken Foot cultivator knew that this was his only chance. If he missed this time, he would never have a chance to get the healing pill again.
A terrible thought suddenly flashed in his mind, if Yang Teng refused him again, he would use force! Forcibly the wound healing pill from Yang Teng!
This thought was fleeting. Although the Broken Foot monk said that he was holding Yang Teng's calf with both hands, he didn't dare to say that he would be able to subdue Yang Teng.
Once a miss, there is only one dead end waiting for him.
No way! It's not worth taking such a risk for one foot.
As everyone knows, Lord Governor took great care of Yang Teng. After the attack, Yang Teng lived in Lord Governor’s mansion.
Even if Yang Teng was forced to surrender the wound healing pill, Lord Governor would not let him go.
The Broken Foot cultivator dared not have such thoughts again, so he had to beg Yang Teng bitterly.
Two guards came over, one by one, and threw the broken-foot monk out of the big square.
"Yang Shao, Lord Governor invites you to come." The guard who followed was called Yang Teng.
Following the guards to the VIP table, Yang Teng stepped forward to bow to the lord of the governor, "I have seen the adults, I have seen all the seniors."
No matter how arrogant Yang Teng is, he has no choice. As long as he is not an enemy and is not hostile to him, he will be very polite.
The governor smiled and said, "I just saw your magic pill, all colleagues are very interested. If you want to watch it, is it convenient?"
"Of course it is convenient." Yang Teng took out a jade bottle with a pseudo-god-level wound healing pill in it, and handed it to the master of the state.
The lord of the state opened the cork, and suddenly a vigorous force came to his face.
You don't need to take it and taste it yourself, you can feel the powerful vitality from this power.
Pour out this healing pill and put it in the palm of your hand and watch it for a while. The Lord of the State is amazed, "It really is a good baby!"
Nearby, the other distinguished guests were already impatient with waiting, and urged: "Zhuang Yuetian, you have not been so dizzy as to be emperor, please bring it over and show it to the old man."
Zhuang Yuetian handed the wound healing pill to this person and introduced to Yang Teng: "This is the state lord of Zuo Yinyue State, Bianxu."
"I have seen Senior Bian." Yang Teng extended his salute to the sturdy governor.
Bian Xu was watching the wound healing pill in his hand, and snorted to Yang Teng without raising his head: "Yes."
Next to him, there was a strong man who was like a weak scholar. He grabbed the healing pill from Bian Xu's hand and said, "So many people are waiting, you seem to be endless, right? ."
"This is Lan Qinian, Lord of the Right Yinyue State." Zhuang Yuetian continued to introduce.
"I have seen Senior Lan." This Lan Qinian felt very good for Yang Teng.
Lan Qinian smiled slightly: "Young people are hard to come by. Not only are they powerful and impressive, there is such a magical pill that really surprised the old man."
Zhuang Yuetian said: "Lao Lan is a pill alchemist. I guess he has never seen such a miraculous pill."
Yang Teng looked at Lan Qinian in surprise. He didn't expect that the lord of a state was actually an alchemist.
"I am a half-hearted alchemist, I can't compare to this fellow Daoist Yang. I can only refine some animal pills. I have never heard of such a magical pill. The old man worships."
"Senior Guoqian, this is just a little skill passed down from the family, how dare you compare with the superb alchemy skills of your predecessor." Yang Teng was humble, but he didn't agree with it in his heart.
Silver Moon Continent's alchemy is nothing more than a small technique, except that the process of collecting beast pills is more difficult, the process of refining beast pills is far less difficult than refining pills.
Alchemists from the Tianwu Continent, as long as they learn it, it is not difficult to master the alchemy of Yinyue Continent.
Conversely, it is very difficult for alchemists on the Silver Moon Continent to learn the alchemy of the Tianwu Continent.
Lan Qinian watched the healing pill for a while, and then handed it to the next strong man.
The strongest seats in the VIP seats belong to the three state owners with the highest status, and the others are slightly lower.
Zhuang Yuetian introduced Yang Teng to Yang Teng one by one, making Yang Teng look familiar.
Yang Teng disapproved, and did not show that flattered expression, which made some strong people dissatisfied. Isn't he just a young monk in the convergent period? What's so great? With such a pill, it can be superhuman. waited!
Some people also praised Yang Teng's attitude of neither humble nor overbearing. In the face of so many strong people, Yang Teng's performance was very calm, which also proved Yang Teng's strength on the other hand.
"Friend Daoist Yang, can you sit here and chat with the old man for a while." Lan Qinian greeted Yang Teng over.
Not far away, the monks participating in the competitive battle were extremely envious.
Yang Teng was able to talk to these powerful people, which made them very envious.
Now being invited by the Lord of the Right Yinyue State to sit in the VIP seat, what an honor it is!
Suddenly, Yang Teng once again became the focus of much attention.
"Thank you for the predecessor." Yang Teng was not hypocritical, and the guard sent a chair over and Yang Teng sat beside Lan Qinian.
Lan Qinian looked at Yang Teng with a smile on his face. He couldn't see through this little cultivator. If it was someone else, how could he dare to sit here with such a big appearance.
"I don't know where Daoyou Yang came from and what inheritance he inherited. The old man has no other meaning, but is very curious about Daoyou Yang's life experience and this kind of magical alchemy." Lan Qinian was also refreshed, and did not hide that Yang Teng came over. purpose.
Yang Teng was prepared for this and replied: "Don’t hide from the predecessors, my life experience is nothing. We have been in the same line for a long time. It is said that it has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but it has not been born. As for the refinement of healing pills. The news that I have received is not very certain. It is said that this kind of alchemy does not belong to the Silver Moon Continent. It should be obtained from the ancestors at some time."
Lan Qinian was a little surprised by Yang Teng's statement, and he was relieved after thinking about it.
He was born in an alchemy master, and knew the alchemy of Yinyue Continent well, so he naturally knew that there was no such alchemy.
If it comes from Outland, this explanation is reasonable.
Then I thought that the reason why Yang Teng's bloodline had escaped the world for tens of thousands of years was probably because of this kind of alchemy.
Such a miraculous alchemy will inevitably be missed by many people, and a little carelessness will cause unsuspecting disasters, and eventually this vein will be destroyed.
There is no shortage of precedents for this kind of situation, often because a treasure was destroyed, and there have been many people, not to mention such a magical alchemy.
He continued his mouth quickly and said: "In this way, your line is very powerful now."
His words are thought-provoking and sound a bit reckless, but the information contained in them is worth savoring.
If Yang Teng was just a few fledgling little monks, he would definitely not hesitate to say something that shouldn't be said.
However, Yang Teng has faced too many strong men, who is not an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and talking to these old guys must be true or false in order to get through.
After a haha, Yang Teng smiled and said: "Senior Bian really praised it. After all, our line is just a small force that cannot be seen from the world. In front of you seniors, how dare to claim to be strong."
What a cunning little fox!
He gave Yang Teng an unhappy look.
Lan Qinian took the topic, "If the old man judges it well, this wound healing pill should be refined from various elixir, which is completely different from the animal pill."
"The predecessors really have the eyes of a torch. The alchemy passed down in our line is to use various elixir to refine the elixir to make the elixir more effective." Yang Teng replied.