Li Yang looked at Liu Zhengyang awkwardly, wanting to accept Daoxu Dan.

It's just his inner arrogance that doesn't allow him to do this.

Of course, he couldn't do it if he wanted him to return the precious medicine pill to Liu Zhengyang.

He still has to find a way to restore his strength as soon as possible.

But when Liu Zhengyang saw Li Yang's twisted expression, goosebumps all over his body exploded, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong all over his body. After all, now standing in front of him is a bad old man, not a beautiful girl.

A bad old man shows such an expression, how can any man in the world be calm?

In order to make the old man put away his terrible expression, Liu Zhengyang said quickly: "If you are really embarrassed, then you can help me train Zhong Qinglei and the others. The speed of their own cultivation is basically negligible, so let them work hard in vain. , might as well let them fight."

As a cultivator, Liu Zhengyang knew the meaning of battle very well.

If you just improve your strength through medicinal pills without actual combat training, then everything is a castle in the air.

cannot stand the test.

If you want to turn your strength into your own combat power, you must go through hard training.

So instead of letting Zhong Qinglei and others practice turtle-speed training, it is better for them to go to actual combat training.

When the old man heard Liu Zhengyang's request, he couldn't help but sneer: "Liu Zhengyang, are you treating me as a free sparring partner? With my identity and strength, why do you think I should help you train your partner? Doing that is right for me. what is the benefit?"

Liu Zhengyang smiled indifferently and didn't care.

After all, this is the real Li Yang.

Liu Zhengyang would be surprised if Li Yang agreed without saying a word.

So Liu Zhengyang used the plan he had prepared for a long time, holding another Dao Xudan in his hand and said: "If this is the case, with your temper, Li Yang, you may be embarrassed to accept the Daoxudan I just gave you. Right? If you don't help me, I don't even have one Dao Void Pill. If you give it to me, you can get two Dao Void Pills. How would you choose?"

Li Yang's face stiffened again, and he was completely speechless.

Isn't this a joke?

Compared with the trivial matter of being a sparring partner, how many people in the world can resist the attraction of two illusory pills?

Moreover, he, Li Yang, is a strong man who once climbed to a higher level.

Having seen a wider stage, he is far more hopeful than anyone in the same realm to find the power he once had!

So after hesitating again and again, he finally gritted his teeth and said resignedly: "Knowing you counts as blood mold that I've spent eight lifetimes on, then I'll help you train your comrades a little so that they at least have the fighting power to easily defeat Doumen cultivators. All right."

"Deal." Liu Zhengyang smiled slightly, returned to the room, and distributed the remaining medicinal pills to Zhong Qinglei and others.

At the same time, he said slowly: "Zhong Qinglei, the sect master of Panmen, and everyone, I don't think you need to waste time and energy cultivating here, anyway, it won't speed up your cultivation progress much. Instead of wasting time on this kind of thing It’s better to do more effective training.”

"More effective training?" Zhong Qinglei and others looked at Liu Zhengyang suspiciously.

They were completely unable to understand what Liu Zhengyang wanted to say.

Liu Zhengyang didn't bother to sell things, so he said straight to the point: "I want Li Yang to be a free sparring partner for you."