Looking at this scene, Ye Jiuyang smiled, holding the long stick in his hand directly to his chest. He said slowly in a low voice: "It's not good to look for anyone, but I have to look for her. I am really unlucky."
Looking at Miao Renfeng who was running toward her with a sword, Zhang Shiyu's eyes revealed disdain and disdain, and her expression was cold. She could tell that this woman wanted to use her as a hostage to threaten Ye Jiuyang.
Miao Renfeng did not know Zhang Shiyu's identity, nor did she know that Zhang Shiyu had no relationship with Ye Jiuyang. What she did was playing with fire and burning herself.
She stretched out her palms and turned them into claws to grab Zhang Shiyu's snow-white neck. Zhang Shiyu didn't scream or panic as she imagined, which made her feel a little uneasy.
When she was about to succeed, Zhang Shiyu moved her figure instantly under her gaze, and flew her away with a palm. A terrifying force exploded in her chest.
Suddenly, Miao Renfeng's expression changed. The two of them just touched each other, and she felt an immense force. She felt her blow hit the boulder, unable to shake it, and was bounced back.
With a muffled grunt, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away.
Under Ye Jiuyang's gloating gaze, Miao Renfeng flew out like a kite with its string broken. Zhang Shiyu retracted his palm with a calm expression, as if he had just done something very easy.
Ye Jiuyang watched this scene in horror, sighing to himself that it was a good thing that Miao Renfeng came to ask for trouble, otherwise, if he and Zhang Shiyu were to confront each other, Miao Renfeng's fate would be his fate now.
He was directly smashed dozens of meters away, and Miao Renfeng lay weakly on the ground. His face was pale and bloodless, as if he had an incurable disease and would die in the next moment.
In Zhang Wanxin's world, the whole place fell silent and time stopped passing.
My sister is actually so powerful! With just one palm strike, Miao Renfeng was sent flying away. The scene was so visually impactful.
Miao Renfeng endured the pain in her body and stood up, cold sweat streaking her cheeks. She took advantage of the situation and pulled out the sword stuck on the ground, turned around and left without saying a word. She knew that she had suffered a loss and that she had met a real master.
"Little Jiuyang hasn't shown much talent in a few years, no wonder he is so" arrogant. "Zhang Shiyu's soft voice came, as close as Chi Chi.
Suddenly, he suddenly looked up and saw Zhang Shiyu's fair and delicate face approaching him, and his peach lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were curved.
Ye Jiuyang smiled awkwardly, "No way...it's just a small fight, not comparable to Sister Shiyu. She has become more beautiful and powerful after not seeing each other for several years."
Ye Jiuyang and Zhang Shiyu have known each other since they were old enough to wear crotchless pants. Zhang Shiyu is two years older than Ye Jiuyang, so it is not an exaggeration to call Zhang Shiyu Sister Shi.
With a wisp of breeze and long hair flowing, Ru Yaya stepped forward and stood between the two of them with a warm smile on her face: "Ye Jiuyang, are you interested in joining the sect?"
Ye Jiuyang's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he returned to Gu Jing's unwavering demeanor, "If it's not a top sect led by a strong man, I won't go."
"Smelly Piyang, do you know the Qingfeng Sect? It is a powerful force of a large sect, and it is countless times more powerful than all the forces in Daliang City combined. In other words, there is no comparison at all." Zhang Wanxin criticized Ye Jiuyang unceremoniously. Don't give Ye Jiuyang a chance to make a fuss.
"Hehehehe~ The big sect and the powerful forces, you are not a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, why are you so arrogant?" Ye Jiuyang said funny.
"Okay, let's go~" Zhang Shiyu dragged Ru Yaya who still wanted to say a few words.
She could tell at a glance what her sisters were thinking.
Zhang Wanxin gently pulled the edge of Ye Jiuyang's clothes with her fingers, "Tonight, the City Lord's Mansion will host a banquet to honor my sister. I hope you can come. I will wait for you at the gate tonight."
Ye Jiuyang thought for a moment. He caused trouble today. It won't be long before people from the Ye family come back to kill him. If this happens, it will seriously affect his cultivation.
"Now that you've spoken, let's see you tonight. Goodbye!" Ye Jiuyang waved his hand.
"Yes." Zhang Wanxin nodded, turned and left.
Zhang Shiyu frowned lightly and spoke briskly: "Are you attracted to that boy?"
Ru Yaya's heart trembled when her good sister suddenly asked her this question. She looked a little strange and said guiltily: "Don't make blind guesses about anything. Even though he is handsome, handsome and talented..."
"Haha..." Zhang Shiyu covered her face and smiled softly. She didn't say anything, but made Ru Yaya's face a little red.
Ye Jiuyang saw that they had gone out of the door, slowly withdrew his gaze, walked over and closed the door, turned to look at the empty yard, sighed slightly, showing a lonely look: "Father, mother, where are you going? What happened? My son was bullied, but you didn’t show up."
Ye Jiuyang felt a little sad in his heart and sighed: If other people's children were bullied, they could go home to their parents. Their parents would stand up for them, but when he was bullied, he could only stand up for himself.
"Boy, there is something on your mind!" Jiu Lao's figure appeared beside him, looked at him, and asked loudly.
Ye Jiuyang shook his head, quickly adjusted himself, breathed a sigh of relief, and the depression in his heart also disappeared a lot, no longer as depressed as before.
Looking at Jiu Lao, he looked expectantly: "Jiu Lao, has the Heaven Prisoner's Stick been refined?" The tone revealed anticipation, like a child who couldn't wait to see his toy.
Jiu Lao smiled slightly: "Of course, I think you will like this weapon."
As soon as he finished speaking, a stick appeared out of thin air in Mr. Jiu's hand. This stick was more than twelve feet long and could be held with one palm. The stick was gray and black, carved with dragons and phoenixes. It looked domineering and extraordinary. Ye Jiuyang was very fond of it.
Ye Jiuyang said impatiently: "Jiu Lao, throw it over here and let me take a look!"
Jiu Lao gently threw the prison stick in his right hand like a fire stick and reminded: "It's very heavy, don't be careless."
Ye Jiuyang nodded, moved his steps, reached out and took the prison stick. The first thing he felt was that it was heavy! It weighs at least six thousand kilograms! With such a terrifying weight and being able to hold it with one hand, I am afraid only Ye Jiuyang can do it.
It is impossible for other third-level body refining realms to have a single-arm strength of more than 6,000 kilograms, and at most more than 4,000 kilograms. The reason why his body strength is so terrifying is thanks to the power of the Nine Heavens Art of Defying the World and the power of blood.
Now with Ruyi's weapon in hand, coupled with the Heaven Prisoning Stick Technique, the superimposed power of one level plus one level is really terrifying! In the first move, if the shadow of the stick is superimposed on the original strength of the stick body, one blow of the stick may weigh more than 8,000 kilograms! This is the terrible thing about martial arts. No body refining realm warrior can come up with a martial arts technique that can increase his strength by more than two thousand kilograms just after starting.
"Boy, do you like it?" Mr. Jiu looked at Ye Jiuyang, who was full of joy, and asked with a smile.
Ye Jiuyang stroked the pattern on the heaven-prisoning stick, nodded, and praised: "Jiu Lao's shot must be of the highest quality! Thank you, Jiu Lao!"
The feeling of loss just now was washed away by the joy of having a weapon.
"Haha, the boy has a very sweet mouth and is very good at flattering." Jiu Lao laughed, which was very helpful.
Ye Jiuyang couldn't wait to force out a drop of blood essence from the beginning, dripped it on the prison stick, and began to refine it.
All weapons above the spiritual level require a drop of blood to identify the owner before they can be used at will.
And the higher the level of the weapon, the harder it is to refine.
After a while, the prisoner's stick made a buzzing sound and successfully recognized its owner. Now the prisoner's stick is in his hand like a young child, and this is how Ye Jiuyang feels.
"Boy, it's still early. Let's strike while the iron is hot and start practicing!" Jiu Lao smiled evilly, threw a sling to Ye Jiuyang, and said calmly: "From now on, you can carry the prison stick with you and use its weight to train your body. endurance."
Ye Jiuyang thought about it for a while and realized that there was no harm in it. He readily agreed. He picked up the back cover and put the prison stick into the back cover. The bottom of the back cover was sealed, so there was no need to worry about the prison stick falling off.
After installing the prison stick and carrying it on his back, he immediately felt a weight pressing on his back, just like the feeling of carrying a person on his back. Although he is very relaxed now, if he keeps this state all the time, I am afraid it will be quite difficult. It's overwhelming.
This training method is simple and effective. The next thing is to go to the Monster Mountains to hunt monsters and hone your martial arts skills. After all, you can only exercise your actual combat ability by hunting monsters. At the same time, life and death fighting is also the fastest way to improve your strength. The way!
Through constant fighting, you can become stronger. Otherwise, if you have no strength and don't know how to use it, you will be no different from garbage.
You must take your money with you when you go out, lest thieves will notice it and steal it, which will cause a big loss!
Take a cloth bag and put all the Baiyun coins in it, then hold the mouth of the cloth bag, tie it with a rope, throw it in your hands, and put it into the Nine Heaven-defying Towers.
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On the streets of Daliang City, people looked up at the young man. The young man was carrying a stick. He looked quite eye-catching. It was inevitable to look at him more. Especially some women, seeing Ye Jiuyang's good looks, were so absorbed in looking at him that they walked. I didn't look at the road and almost ran into someone else's stall.
While walking, Ye Jiuyang inadvertently noticed a few people gathered around the corner of the tavern nearby. These people were holding elixirs and were plotting something secretly. One of them was very alert and noticed. After Ye Jiuyang's gaze, he turned around and his face suddenly turned cold.
He immediately glared with an extremely ferocious expression.
Ye Jiuyang was unmoved. He just regarded them as air, with an indifferent expression. Based on the principle of "I will not offend others if they don't offend me", he ignored them. But what made him a little confused was why one of them volunteered to be beaten?
However, Ye Jiuyang didn't think much about it. He was afraid that conflicts would arise during the discussion.
"Let's take a look. The rhino's hide is intact and only costs sixty Baiyun coins!"
"A heavy hammer made of fine iron, weighing one hundred and twenty kilograms, only sells for seventy Baiyun coins!"
"The best elixir costs fifty Baiyun coins each!"
After passing the corner, there was an overwhelming sound of noise. Looking for those hawking sounds, Ye Jiuyang leisurely came to a medicine stall.
The stall owner is a woman wearing a light blue skirt. On her stall, there are twenty or thirty plants of various elixirs, and a fragrance lingers on the elixirs.
At this time, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his lips were muttering, and his hands were making calculations. The number of people who came to buy the elixir gradually decreased, and Ye Jiuyang finally squeezed to the front.
"Hi, Xiaoli, let's set up a stall." Ye Jiuyang greeted with a smile. When the girl with a good-looking face looked up and saw her, she immediately smiled. A picture of the past gradually became clear in her mind: "Mr. Ye, what a coincidence. !”
The girl was Xiaoli from Lingdan Pavilion. I didn't expect that she would set up a stall on the street to sell elixirs.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, Ye Jiuyang noticed that there were two elixir plants placed on the stall. He picked up one and asked, "How do you sell this Qingling grass?"
He pointed at the watery elixir and asked Xiaoli.
The girl looked at the Qingling grass in Ye Jiuyang's hand and said softly: "Qingling grass costs 46 Baiyun coins per plant. There is a discount for buying two plants, only 88 Baiyun coins."
Hearing this price, Ye Jiuyang was stunned. This price was much lower than the market price. However, Xiaoli dared to sell it like this, which meant that she was still making money, but the price was indeed quite affordable.
After passing this one, there might not be a shop like this. Ye Jiuyang thought that he also wanted to take care of the girl's business, so he said directly: "Well, then I want both."
"Okay, sir." The girl's face was filled with a smile.
During the transaction, suddenly, a foot kicked the girl's stall directly, and all the elixirs fell to the ground. Some of the elixirs lost their effect immediately when they touched the ground.
Ye Jiuyang's face was slightly angry, and he shifted his gaze to look behind.
I saw four people with evil faces on their faces. Two people were supporting one of them, one of whom had a pale face and his hands covering his stomach. He looked very weak, as if he could die at any time. A big black man with a huge back was destroying the elixir in the stall.
He cursed and said righteously: "I asked you to sell counterfeit medicine and smashed your stall. Let's see how you can harm people!" While talking, he kept stepping on it.
Seeing these big men with fleshy faces, swords at their waists, rude and violent behavior, and fierce looks, the girl was so frightened that she trembled, and for a moment she didn't dare to speak.
"Come and see, everyone, how miserable this black-hearted boss has done to my brother Niu by selling fake medicine! I was a man as strong as a cow, but he turned into this after taking the elixir you sold. My brother is like this on weekdays. You are so powerful and powerful that you can easily punch a bear or step on a tiger, but now you are about to fall unconscious. You are a black-hearted boss who only wants to make money and doesn't take human life seriously!" the rough man pointed out. Pointing and yelling around the stall, the petite girl turned pale with fright: "Ah, how could this happen? How could this happen?"
This was the first time she had encountered this kind of thing, and she was directly frightened by the opponent's aura. "My elixirs are all real, not fake. How could they kill people?"
The delicate and delicate voice of the girl was in sharp contrast with the rough voice of the angry man. The people watching pointed at the girl and said dirty words.
"Fortunately, I didn't eat at that time, otherwise I would have to go to hell with my brother?" The strong man raised his head and patted his chest.
Ye Jiuyang looked aside for a long time, taking everything in his eyelids. Aren't these fierce and strong men the same sneaky people he met at the corner of the restaurant just now?
He secretly thought: It seems that this matter is not that simple. These guys may want Xiaoli and demand huge compensation.
And he had just seen the elixirs, and there were no problems. They were all fresh elixirs.
It is too despicable and shameless for the other party to pretend to be confused and use this method to blackmail someone. After all, in the spiritual world, the most taboo thing is selling fake elixirs. If such a thing happens, you will be criticized verbally and writtenly.
Generally, people who open their doors for business will not do this because the impact is huge and the consequences are serious!
"Brother's poisoning should have nothing to do with the elixir I sold..." The girl also knew the stakes and did not remain silent. She bravely stood up and said this.
Upon hearing this, several big men were about to get angry, but a handsome young man walked out from the crowd of onlookers. He was slender, wearing a green shirt, with long hair reaching his shoulders, and holding a folding fan in his hand.
"I can prove the innocence of the young lady!" The handsome young man silenced the noise in the audience.
Ye Jiuyang looked sideways and noticed the young man's appearance, and instantly realized that the matter might be more secretive.
