Chapter 570 Wuhuang

Yang Tiankang's Purple Gold Pill floated in the air, quickly absorbing the power of the Nirvana Pill. The spiritual energy gathered to form a flame furnace, and a figure slowly emerged.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yang Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he flipped his right hand and sent the remaining Wugou Spring Water into the furnace.

The impure spring water can cleanse the body and blood, and strengthen the foundation. With the help of this treasure, after Brother Six reshapes his body, his potential and talent will increase, and his foundation will be more solid.

"Depending on the situation, it will take at least a year for Sixth Brother to reshape his body. During this time, you will have to take care of me." Yang Tianyou said while looking at Yang Xuanye and Yueyang Xiaozhenren.

"Uncle Nineteen, don't worry!" "Brother Tianyou, don't worry!" the two of them replied one after the other.

Seeing this, Yang Tianyou left some resources for Yang Xuanye and took the shuttle back to Sixiang Island.

In the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, a spatial vortex emerged, and Yang Tianyou stepped out.

The Dharma Protector General, dressed in golden armor, looked at him calmly and asked: "What is the purpose of your coming here?"

"I'm telling you, General, this disciple is here to exchange for a treasure!" Yang Tianyou's attitude was respectful.

"Okay, come with me!" The Protector General nodded, waved his right hand, and carried Yang Tianyou to the Contribution Hall.

Familiarly flipping through the resource list, Yang Tianyou quickly found the treasure he needed.

A fifth-level low-grade mirage spiritual bead, the exchange price is 2000 elder-level contribution points.

Naturally, Yang Tianyou’s own contribution was not left out at all.

However, over the years, with the rise of several family geniuses, he allocated all the remaining servant quotas.

The current top ten followers are Yang Tiankang, Yang Xuanwu, Yang Tianxue, Yang Xuanyang, Yang Xuanye, Yang Tianshi, Yang Yuqi, Yang Yujin, Yang Xuangang, and Yang Xuanyun.

Among them, the first six had passed the test of the Four Symbols Sect as early as thirty years ago and obtained varying amounts of contribution points.

The last four have passed the assessment one after another in the past thirty years, and have made some elder-level contributions in total.

Yang Tianyou has not touched these contribution points, just to deal with emergencies.

Right now, I just used 2000 contribution points to exchange Yueyang for a mirage spiritual bead at the level of a god.

On the one hand, this is for personal reasons, but there is also a public interest in it.

Let me ask, big shots like Mo Chengkong and Nishang Fairy, when their son has received so many gifts from Yang Tianyou, don't they treat the Yang family differently?

Not to mention anything else, a little care can double the Yang family's development speed.

After getting the spirit bead of the mirage clan that transformed into a god, Yang Tianyou left the Four Elephants Secret Realm and returned to the Bahuang Arena, in front of the stone house.

The Eight Desolate Sword Saints are not here, so he should be looking for his friend, a sixth-level alchemy master.

At this moment, in the bamboo forest, several iron-eating beasts were surrounding a young woman with an ordinary appearance but a very unique temperament.

She was dressed in an ordinary gray cloth dress, her hair was messy, and she was sitting casually on an iron-eating beast, with her legs crossed, a grass root in her mouth, and her eyes closed to meditate.

Feeling the arrival of Yang Tianyou, the woman opened her eyes.

If she closed her eyes, she was just an ordinary country woman, but when she opened her eyes, she suddenly had the aura of scorning the world. That domineering and breathtaking aura was actually only slightly inferior to the Eight Desolate Sword Saints. That’s all.

"I've met Uncle Taibai!" the woman stood up and saluted with a smile.

"Uh..." Yang Tianyou was a little at a loss. It was indeed the first time that a powerful person who had transformed into the Great Perfection saluted him.

As if sensing his discomfort, the woman straightened her back, changed the subject, and introduced: "Uncle Master, I am Master's eldest disciple, Wu Huang!"

"Martial Emperor?" Yang Tianyou was stunned, thinking of a domineering name.

"It's the phoenix of the phoenix, not the emperor of the emperor!" Wu Huang corrected.

"Senior Wuhuang, let's discuss our own affairs. Your relationship with Senior Brother Bahuang should not be involved with me!" Yang Tianyou touched his nose and gave a wry smile.

"How can that be done? Master is as great as the sky. Since you are Master's junior brother, you are naturally my martial uncle to Wu Huang. Master uncle on top, please accept my nephew's bow!" It can be seen that Wu Huang is very interested in Bahuang. The Sword Saint respected Yang Tianyou so much that he treated Yang Tianyou with respect and did not look down upon him because of his weak strength.

Seeing this, Yang Tianyou simply stopped being coy and accepted the gift openly.

"Yes, this is the style my uncle should have!" Wu Huang said with a smile after saluting.

Yang Tianyou smiled and asked: "Senior Brother Bahuang said that there are disciples who need the Holy Manifestation Pill. Are they referring to you, my nephew?"

"Yes, it's me!" Wu Huang nodded softly, and then said helplessly, "Actually, even if I don't need the Holy Manifestation Pill, I still have a 50% chance of breaking through the Holy Manifestation Pill. Unfortunately, my master is really stubborn and insists on getting me a Holy Manifestation Pill. I have been delaying this for decades. If I had this time, if I had tried to reach the realm of manifestation, I might have succeeded long ago!"

"Haha, senior brother probably also wants you to succeed at once, so as to avoid any accidents due to failed breakthrough!" Yang Tianyou said with a smile.

The reason why realm-breaking elixirs such as the Saint Appearance Pill are precious is that, on the one hand, they can increase the probability of breakthrough, and on the other hand, they can avoid damaging the foundation due to failure of breakthrough.

Even the second effect is more important. After all, even if you fail once, as long as the foundation is intact, you can just try it again.

But conversely, if the foundation is damaged, that will be a life-threatening matter. At the least, your cultivation will stagnate, and at the most, your life will be in danger.

This is not alarmist talk, but a golden rule summarized by generations of sages who have spent their own lives.

"Of course I know that Master is doing it for my own good, otherwise I would have secretly broken through without telling him!" Wu Huang put his hands behind his head and walked towards the stone house with Yang Tianyou, followed closely behind him. Several iron-eating beasts.

Arriving in front of the stone house, Wu Huang put out a white jade table, and then whispered, "Uncle, wait a moment, I'm going to dig out a jar of the good wine that Master has secretly hidden. Let's get drunk today." !”

"Is this... okay?" Yang Tianyou asked, but his eyes were shining with expectation.

"It doesn't matter, Master won't mind. At most, you can hang me up and give me a beating. I'm used to it, don't worry!" After Wu Huang said that, he disappeared in a flash.

When she reappeared, her face was covered with dirt and she was holding a brown-red wine jar in her hand.

"Come, come, uncle, try the Drunk Immortal Brew brewed by my master himself. This is the spiritual wine he buried two hundred years ago. The taste is beyond words!"

Wu Huang said, taking out two sea bowls and placing them on the table, then patted the seal of the wine jar with his right hand to open it.

Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine spread overwhelmingly. Several iron-eating beasts smelled the smell and ran over quickly, staring at Wu Huang longingly with their small black eyes.

"Okay, okay, you guys have a share too!" Wu Huang muttered, took out a few more sea bowls, placed them on the table, and then filled them up one after another.

The clear wine flows out, and the smell of wine floats, forming the shadow of an immortal, dancing gracefully, which is very strange.

Yang Tianyou took a look at the drunken immortal brew, and watched Wu Huang in front of him drink it all in one gulp, and also drank it in one gulp.

"Uncle Master..." Wu Huang quickly stopped him. As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tianyou fell to the ground with a plop and fell unconscious.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell my uncle that with his cultivation level, he can't drink too much at one time!" Wu Huang said with some hindsight. She just hadn't drunk the fairy brew for a long time, so she impatiently took a sip, but Unexpectedly, Yang Tianyou was misled.

"Hey, Dabai, take Uncle Master to the Awakening Pool and come back for a drink."

"Hey!——" The most powerful god-turned-iron-eating beast responded, and immediately carried Yang Tianyou on his back and walked deep into the bamboo forest.

Wu Huang continued to sip the wine happily without realizing that her master, the Eight Desolate Sword Saints, had stood behind her at some point. His eyes were as wide as copper bells and seemed to burst into flames.

Beside the Bahuang Sword Saint, there was also a kind-faced old man in red robe. When this man saw the Drunk Immortal Brew placed on the white jade table, his eyes lit up.

"My good disciple..." Sword Saint's cold voice sounded.

When Wu Huang, who was drunk, heard this voice, he suddenly became excited and said quickly, "Master, please listen to my quibbles... I'm wrong, I'll explain to you... Don't hang yourself up, it's very embarrassing..."

After a while of yelling, the world became peaceful.

When Yang Tianyou woke up from his sleep, he suddenly found that he was in a pool.

Wu Huang was hanging upside down on a bamboo tree not far in front of him, with a look of despair on his face.