[Chapter 511: Is He Living Like a Dog at His Age?]

The people attracted by the smell of medicine filled the entire Yunmen station. If it weren’t for the presence of Ling Xuzi and several other masters, some people would force their way into Yang Yiyu’s tent to find out what was going on.

Some people thought that the people from Yunmen had obtained some natural treasures from the valley, and they didn’t believe that Yang Yiyu was refining pills.

Haven’t heard of any alchemist in the ancient martial arts world who can make pills that can spread the fragrance of the entire valley?

Do you think it’s an elixir?

Qian Jue is just lying to ghosts.

He didn’t believe it at all. Miao Maotian, the Miao Saint Hand, was one of them. He squinted at Qian Jue and said, “I’m afraid it’s not refining pills, but getting some precious medicine? The precious medicine obtained in the entire valley should be shared. After all, this is the valley where the Changbai Upper Secret Land is located, and it belongs to the entire ancient martial arts world.”

Miao Maotian’s words were simply shameless, but people are selfish, and everyone wants to get a share of the benefits.

Soon someone responded to Miao Maotian’s words.

“Yes, I agree with what Miao Shengshou said. Yang Yiyu must have obtained some precious medicine. What he got in the valley should belong to the entire ancient martial arts world and should be shared.” The first person to agree was Mu Daoran from Qingcheng.

In Mu Daoran’s mind, since someone was causing trouble for Yang Yiyu, it was a good thing for him anyway and he should support him.

“The old monk also thinks so. There are natural treasures in the valley. How can Yang Yiyu get them alone?” The old lama of the Tantric sect, Baldao, said with narrowed eyes.

“Yes, what Miao Shengshou said makes sense.”

“Isn’t it? Everyone present here doesn’t know that this station is the territory of Qingcheng. Even if there are natural treasures, they should belong to Qingcheng.” The

two old guys from the Shenzong and Yinyuemen also fanned the flames.

With the leaders of the five major sects taking the lead in speaking, many people in the audience immediately agreed and began to threaten Yang Yiyu to come out and hand over the natural treasures.

Anyway, they were not afraid of trouble and followed suit.

Of course, there were some clear-headed people who did not speak out, but watched the excitement from the side. The people of these forces were watching the attitudes of Kunlun, Tiangang Mountain and other major forces.

Everyone knew that Kunlun’s Ling Xuzi was on Yang Yiyu’s side. Now Ling Xuzi did not speak, and the situation was still unclear.

Kunlun did not speak, and many forces did not follow suit.

But it was obvious that Shenzong, Qingcheng, Yinyuemen, and Mizong, now with a Miao village, had come together.

Whether they believed or not that Yang Yiyu was refining pills in the big tent, these people understood one thing anyway, that there was definitely good stuff in the big tent, a piece of fat meat.

Who wouldn’t want to take a bite of this piece of fat meat?

Qian Jue and the others looked at each other and became nervous. Seeing the posture of these people, it was like they were going to rob them. They couldn’t help but retreat to the big tent where Yang Yiyu was locked. Anyway, they couldn’t let anyone disturb Yang Yiyu from refining pills.

Shentu Chenggang and his son were even more nervous. Shentu Chenggang thought that no matter whether Yang Yiyu was refining pills or preparing medicines, he wondered if there was some kind of natural treasure in the big tent. It must be prepared by Yang Yiyu for his son Shentu Shi. If these people took action, he would not let them succeed even if he risked his life.

This was his son Shentu Shi’s hope.

Shentu Chenggang immediately flashed with light in his hand, and suddenly a long silver-gray whip appeared in his hand.

After seeing the long whip in Shentu Chenggang’s hand, many people’s faces changed. Many people present knew the long whip in Shentu Chenggang’s hand – the Xuanyin Jiaolong Whip. It is

rumored that Shentu Chenggang’s title of the evil king of casual cultivation was earned by the Xuanyin Jiaolong Whip in his hand.

Shentu Chenggang was a high-level innate ninth-level cultivator, but with the Xuanyin Jiaolong Whip in his hand, he could kill the innate ninth-level great perfection, and it was very easy.

Some people even speculated that the Xuanyin Jiaolong Whip in Shentu Chenggang’s hand might have surpassed the level of a divine weapon.

Although Shen Tu Chenggang is a casual cultivator, there are many ancient sects in the ancient martial arts world that have to respect him.

In the final analysis, it is a question of strength.

The casual cultivator evil king is not called for nothing.

There are not many people in the ancient martial arts world who have achieved the innate ninth level of perfection. Shen Tu Chenggang has the strength to kill the innate ninth level of perfection, so he can naturally gain the respect of others.

“Whoever dares to approach the Yang Sect Master’s tent within three meters today is an enemy of me, Shen Tu Chenggang, and I will fight to the death to kill him.” Shen Tu Chenggang saw that the situation was not right, and his whole body’s momentum rose. The Xuanyin Jiaolong in his hand was transformed and sent out. It sounded in the air, and there was a faint sound of a dragon.

At this time, Qingcheng Mu Daoran squinted his eyes and said, “Shen Tu Chenggang, do you want to take the treasure for yourself?”

“Bullshit, don’t think that everyone is as hypocritical as you, Mu Daoran. To tell you the truth, Master Yang is preparing medicine for my son in the big tent to treat my son’s meridian problem. There is no precious medicine. Today, you, Mu Daoran, dare to go to the cave. If you destroy Master Yang’s medicine and destroy my son’s hope of recovery, I, Shen Tu Chenggang, swear that I will grind you to ashes.”

“Humph, Shen Tu Chenggang, you are just a casual cultivator, can you really compete with the ancient sect?” Miao Maotian from Miao Village squinted his eyes and asked.

“Yes, get out of the way if you know what’s good for you. If the treasure of the valley is in trouble, he, Yang Yiyun, is not qualified to take it all for himself.” The old guy of Shenzong agreed.

“Get out of the way, otherwise we will kill you, the evil way, today.”

Several people headed by the five major sects such as Qingcheng and Mi Zong immediately stepped forward and forced Shen Tu Chenggang.

Of course, this is also the reason why several people discovered that Ling Xuzi on the side did not say anything. This is also a test. To what extent can the old Taoist Ling Xu protect Yunmen or Yang Yiyu?

Moreover, Mu Daoran’s slogan was that the treasures of the valley should be shared, which was echoed by many people. If Ling Xu intervened, it would certainly anger the public, which was also an invisible way to defeat Ling Xuzi. He

originally wanted to test Ling Xu, but he didn’t expect Shen Tu Chenggang to react violently and jump out.

Although Shen Tu Chenggang was a casual cultivator with the title of Evil King and strong strength, Mu Daoran had no fear of him in the past few days. They were all in the ninth level of the innate state. If they really fought, they could still kill Shen Tu Chenggang together.

Especially after seeing that Ling Xu didn’t move, Mu Daoran and his companions became more and more unscrupulous.

At this time, Ling Xuzi spoke up: “Mu Daoran, don’t go too far. Since Fellow Daoist Shentu said that Yang Yiyu was preparing medicine for his son, then the medicinal fragrance that permeated the valley was not the smell of natural treasures, but the smell of medicine. Let’s disperse it.”

At this moment, Mu Daoran and the others looked at each other, and finally Miao Maotian from Miao Village said: “Old Taoist Lingxu, how can you know if you have natural treasures if you don’t go in and take a look? Besides, the rules of the ancient martial arts sects are that if there are resources, everyone can use their own means. Do you, Kunlun, want to take it all for yourself?”

Miao Maotian is also a senior person, comparable to Ling Xuzi. In addition, he is a recognized medical master in the ancient martial arts world. He is respected wherever he goes. How could he offend a medical master?

So Miao Maotian gradually developed a high-handed temper, but he didn’t give face to anyone, even Kunlun Ling Xuzi.

Ling Xuzi narrowed his eyes and looked at Miao Maotian and said, “Some people and some things of Miao Shengshou cannot be touched. I advise you to be cautious and don’t be deceived by others.”

“Hmph, don’t worry about this. He is just a junior. How can he have such a precious medicine with a fragrant smell? Let him waste it. It is better to leave it in my hands. It can save many people.” Miao Maotian said without blushing. “

Old thief Miao, don’t even think about it.” Shentu Chenggang cursed first. It seemed that Miao Maotian wanted to snatch the things in Yang Yiyu’s hands. For Shentu Chenggang, this would destroy his son’s hope of recovery. He would never do it.

“Shentu Chenggang, aren’t you just holding a grudge because I refused to treat your son’s meridians five years ago? I advise you to get out of the way and let me go in to take a look, otherwise don’t blame me for killing you.” Miao Maotian threatened Shentu Chenggang fiercely.

“Hahaha, old thief Miao, you accepted my generous gift back then, but you were helpless with my son’s meridian problem. In the end, you turned against me and said that we, Shen Tu and his son, did not respect you and refused to treat you.

To put it bluntly, you are a greedy mediocre doctor. What? Now that you heard that Master Yang Yiyu has superb medical skills, you are jealous? Among the shameless people in the world, you, Miao Maotian, are the first.” Shen Tu Chenggang said sarcastically.

It turned out that there was a grudge between the two.

Miao Maotian’s face darkened and he said coldly: “I told you today that your son’s meridian problem is only treated by me in the world, but now I tell you in front of my fellow ancient martial artists that I will never treat your son in this life.”

Miao Maotian’s words were full of threats, which was equivalent to banning Shen Tu and his son.

However, at this time, a voice full of ridicule sounded: “What a big tone, as if you are the only old man in the world who understands medicine, and you have no medical ethics when you speak. It seems… Have you lived like a dog at your age?”

(End of this chapter)