Obviously Ding Yang is threatened by Chiguoguo. The forces of overseas ancient warriors and Chinese ancient warriors are now two systems.

Although the Guwu meets together, the behaviors have become two paths.

Yang Yiyun didn't know how Ding Yang was in the Shenzong, but he could think that it should also be an ancient sect, but was regarded as a magic way by the Chinese forces.

Although Ding Yang was talking with a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha, he knew that he was a smiling tiger.

Seeing this, Yuan Chenzi, who was standing by the side, felt happy. Someone asked Yang Yiyun to trouble him.

Only Baishan's eyes glared: "Old Demon Ding, do you want to make trouble?"

Ding Yang, who always smiled like Maitreya Buddha, smiled as if a dead pig wouldn’t open the bucket and said, “Don’t talk nonsense about the Baishan dialect. I’m just talking about everyone’s feelings. To put it bluntly, not all of them are here today. Is it for the pill on Xiaoyou Yang?

You Hundred Mountains are the smartest of us. You directly worshiped Master Zu. This time, it's good, isn't the pill of Yang Xiaoyou's body in your Wudang bag?

How to drop? Still not letting people talk? Others may not be afraid of you or me. Don’t threaten me with your eyes. The old man won’t eat this one, hahaha~"

Ding Yang's words were not tepid, but when he said something, everyone else looked at Baishan with strange eyes.

Baishanqi's face was green and furious: "Old Demon Ding, you are bloody, Master Yiyun is indeed the successor of my first generation master in Wudang, and the master of my Wudang. You are separating our relationship~ "

Said that at the end Baishan looked a little anxious and looked at Yang Yiyun, and quickly explained: "Master, don't listen to Ding Demon fart, Baishan definitely did not deceive Master."

Yang Yiyun waved his hand at Baishan and motioned him to stop talking. As he went on, Ding Yang could definitely hold the handle. He could see that Ding Yang was a smiling fox, looking like a Buddha, but his heart was magic.

This person was too scheming and had to be careful, and it could be seen that the second floor of Baishan Tangtang was afraid of facing Ding Yang, which showed that the first floor of Ding Yang was not simple.

And facing his threatening grandfather, Yang Yiyun had to deal with it carefully, his relatives were much more important than the pill in his heart.

After thinking about it, Yang Yiyun had an idea in his heart. He looked around the big congenitals in the field, and finally landed on Ding Yang. Mi squinted his eyes and smiled and said: "Ding Yang, right? Put away your bad water, what Baishan said I belonged to Wudang. I admit the origin, and it is true, so you still put away your careful thinking.

As for the Pill Peening, let me tell you the truth, even if I announce the pill recipe today, no one can refine the Pill Pill, and it’s not polite to say that at least no one can refine the Pill Pill now except me.

I also know that all of you ancient sects came out more or less for the pill of cultivation in my body. "

Yang Yiyun paused for a while and said: "Come, I will perfect you. Today I have twelve Peiyuan Pills that can be taken out, but...I won't give it to you in vain, I want to exchange it for that day.

And for a while, as long as you want to cultivate the Yuan Dan as long as you can afford the elixir and live the innate spar, I will refine it for you. However, if anyone dares to threaten my grandfather and the Duanmu family, I, Yang Yiyun, swear to heaven today, It is a person who kills, and who is the sect to destroy. "

After careful consideration, Yang Yiyun still put the matter on the bright side. Only in this way can he calm the minds of many ill-intentioned people, and also make him live for good. Anyway, it is only alchemy. As long as the pill is to be treated with elixir. It can be refined at hand.

It can also extinguish the threats from the old demon like Ding Yang to the grandfather, and it can also save himself a lot of trouble.

When Yang Yiyun stared at Ding Yang while speaking, the inexplicable Ding Yang's heart throbbed, especially when Yang Yiyun said who would dare to threaten his grandfather, his determination and eyes to make a test vow made Ding Yang a little moved.

Indeed, he just wanted to threaten Yang Yiyun with the Duanmu family, and also wanted to divorce the relationship between Wudang and Yang Yiyun, and then fish in troubled waters.

But now it seems that he underestimated Yang Yiyun, and the smile on Ding Yang's face slowly put away. He re-positioned Yang Yiyun in his heart and came to a result. Such geniuses must either kill or not provoke.

In his early twenties, he was able to wrestle with Yuan Chenzi, an innate first-level person. Ding Yang could clearly see the momentum and power of the three palms before, and Yang Yiyun's strength was definitely different from his innate strength. Or he didn't really step into the innate.

If Yang Yiyun officially stepped into the innate, he must be an invincible existence at the same level. Such evildoers are rare in this world.

As an overseas ancient warrior force, Ding Yang wanted to kill Yang Yiyun, a genius of the Chinese side, but it was impossible to look at today's occasion.

Or is it to get the benefits first, and when you go back, call the old ghosts to discuss together, right?

Thinking of this, Ding Yang first retracted his gaze, and laughed again: "Xiaoyou Yang is careless, how could the old man threaten your grandfather, we are both overseas ancient warriors, and it is too late to unite."

After speaking, he smiled and continued: "Since Yang Xiaoyou has Pei Yuan Dan for sale, this is a good thing. I don't know how to deal with it?"

Yang Yiyun saw Ding Yang’s hypocrisy and looked disgusting. If he was in the foundation stage at the moment, he would have beaten this **** to death. It’s a pity that even though he didn’t suffer from Yuan Chenzi’s fight, he also tried his own The cultivation base can only be saved by the ancient warriors of the innate level, and it is impossible to defeat the innate level.

When Ding Yang asked about trading Peiyuan Pill, Yang Yiyun really didn't know how to answer, because he had never done so, so he couldn't talk about trading with money, right?

He doesn't lack today, it's better to exchange elixir.

While thinking about it, the Baishan on the side whispered: "Master can pay me to see the Peiyuan Pill you refined. The Xiaopeiyuan Pill from Wudang used to be worth one innate spirit stone, or two. The panacea of ​​a hundred years?"

Although Baishan was unwilling to trade his master’s Peiyuan Pill to other forces, he couldn’t help it. Yang Yiyun was really Wudang master now, and Lai Peiyuan Pill was not made by Wudang. He had no way to interfere. , Just seeing that Yang Yiyun had no idea of ​​trading in his heart, he gave a suggestion.

When Yang Yiyun heard Baishan's words, his eyes brightened, Baishan is his own person~ Wudang Xiao Pei Yuan Dan can sell an innate spar, then his own real Pei Yuan Dan has a price spectrum.

He put his hand in his pocket and took out a bottle of Pei Yuan Dan with three pills in his backhand and handed it to Baishan for inspection.

When Baishan opened the pill bottle and found one, his eyes widened, and he said with excitement: "The real pill for cultivation described in the master's classics is like this. This pill is the same as the grade that the master Sikong gave to the real master. It's exactly the same, the price is at least doubled, right?"

A scent of medicine pill was perplexed in the field, and everyone present was a master by nature, and everyone knew the goods. Naturally, he understood that Yang Yiyun's Pei Yuan Dan was a good one, and each of his eyes lit up.

"Okay, one Peiyuan Pill plus two Congenital Spirit Stones, two elixir of at least two hundred years old, you need to change it, there are twelve in total, now there are nine left, and they are also open to the Guwu family. "After speaking, Yang Yiyun waved his hand and said directly to Baishan: "These three will be given to you."

"Ah~" Baishan was taken aback, then overjoyed, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, Master for giving me the pill, thank you for his pill." The holy medicine for healing, and can improve the physical fitness, can loosen the bottleneck of the cultivation base, it is no wonder.

Xia Lu was born in the field, and several others surrounded Yang Yiyun with a brush, and asked for Pei Yuan Dan one by one.

The Guwu Conference is a gathering of Guwu, and it can naturally also form a small trade fair. More or less everyone will bring some natural treasures to trade.

For a moment, Yang Yiyun's eyes widened. He didn't expect these old ghosts to be local tyrants.

I saw six congenital spars in Ding Yang's hands, which were actually low-grade spirit stones. He laughed and said, "The old man exchanged for three Peiyuan Pills."

"Pan Dao also exchanged three." Kunlun's Chang Ling Dao Master handed out a small box with six spirit stones in it.

"Old man in exchange for two." The overseas geocentric ancestor said in a deep voice, with four spirit stones in his palm.

At this time Yuan Chenzi was in a hurry. According to Yang Yiyun, there were a total of twelve Pei Yuan Pills, three of which were just given to Baishan, and nine were left. Ding Yang and Chang Ling each exchanged three, which is six. , The ancestor of the center of the earth exchanged two, and only one was left.

He naturally knows the benefits of Peiyuan Pill. The fragrance of the pill just now is not ordinary. No matter what, he can return one. He took out two congenital spars and said to Yang Yiyun: "The old man exchanged one for one. Pei Yuan Dan."

At this time, Yang Yiyun smiled and looked at Yuan Chenzi and said, "I'm sorry it's gone~"

"Isn't there the last one?" Yuan Chenzi said loudly.

"The last one was left to my grandfather. I am in charge of my medicine. I don't want to sell it. I want you to get it from Ding Yang or Chang Ling. They left three in two points." Yang Yiyun was also broken in his heart. You Yuanchen Ziyin me, buddy will **** you off.

"You... deliberately brushing the old man?" Yuan Chenzi looked at Yang Yiyun's face turning blue.

"You took a slower shot yourself, can you blame me?" Yang Yiyun said lightly.