C246 Vulgar

Ye Qian had never thought that the calm and steady Yang Jun would actually have such a pragmatic side to him. However, Yang Jun's words were very consistent with Ye Qian's taste, as though the Criminal Police in front of him wasn't that heartless? Ye Qian thought evilly.

Towards Yang Jun who did not take in a master first, a sect like the Old Daoist Purple Robe was also stunned, but very quickly his face bloomed into a brilliant smile.

No matter what, Old Daoist Purple Robe was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. It would be too disgraceful to say that an expert of Innate Stage had lived for hundreds of years without even having a secret treasure. However, he did not brazenly show off any heavenly and earthly treasures in front of Yang Jun. Instead, he squinted his eyes, looking like he was about to devour Yang Jun.

"Benefits?" My dear disciple, what benefits do you want? As long as you want it, as long as I have it. " As Old Daoist Purple Robe spoke, his face revealed a mysterious smile.

Yang Jun hesitated for a moment, as though he was unable to answer this question.

However, Ye Qian snickered from the side, "I say, old Taoist, don't keep us in suspense. Since you want to take in a disciple, then show some sincerity. Don't be so mysterious. It's not fun to dawdle around! "

purple-robed Taoist's face flushed red from hearing Ye Qian's words. He subconsciously glared at Ye Qian fiercely, but did not say a word.

Old Daoist Purple Robe turned and smiled as he looked at Yang Jun: "Good disciple, this old Taoist has lived in this world for hundreds of years, there are still many good things." Pausing for a moment, Old Daoist Purple Robe continued: "However, you won't be able to use those treasures even if I give them to you. It seems like your current body won't be able to recover in a year or so! It would be a waste if I were to give you those treasures. "

With that, the Old Daoist Purple Robe took out a porcelain bottle from his robe with a smile. The porcelain bottle was snow-white, and it shone with a jade-colored light under the moonlight.

Ye Qian glanced at it, and said softly: Oh, it's still Yang Pi Yu's, not bad?

The old Daoist laughed and said proudly, "And you, my friend, have a good eye. This medicine bottle was made from the Yang Pi Yu that the old Daoist used to obtain Mount Kunlun in the Ming Dynasty's Hongwu Era. It has been hundreds of years but it has never left his side!"

The old Daoist then carefully handed the mutton fat jade bottle over to Yang Jun. Yang Jun received it with a trembling hand, but his face was full of puzzlement, as he did not know what was really contained inside.

Old Daoist Purple Robe also did not look at Yan Ming, and only said: "My good disciple, open the bottle!"

Yang Jun opened the bottle carefully, and instantly, a sweet smell wafted out from the bottle. It felt like just a sniff of it would be able to strengthen the body and extend one's life.

"What, what's in here?" Yang Jun looked up at Old Daoist Purple Robe.

Old Daoist Purple Robe squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Qian proudly, as though he was provoking him: "Little friend, you are very knowledgeable, do you know what is inside this old Taoist's Yang Zhi Jade bottle?"

It was obvious that the Old Daoist Purple Robe was deliberately making things difficult for Ye Qian, wanting to make things difficult for him. After all, in terms of fighting strength, Old Daoist Purple Robe lost to Ye Qian by a level, and the only thing he could rely on was his age and the experience he had at that.

Ye Qian rolled his eyes at Old Daoist Purple Robe and thought: This old fellow is already so old, and yet he's still so competitive. Wasn't it just the last time I beat you up?

However, this Old Daoist Purple Robe question was really not difficult for Ye Qian.

The old man's face was filled with anticipation, hoping to see Ye Qian's defeated look. The purple-robed old man had now admitted that Ye Qian was indeed a genius in cultivation. Being able to step into the Dragon Elephant Stage at the age of ten, he could be called a freak. However, Ye Qian was too young after all. There were some things in this world that did not have a higher cultivation base. For example, their understanding of this world.

But unfortunately, Ye Qian did not reveal an expression of ignorance.

"I say, old Taoist, what you have here should be pills, right?" The voice came out, and Ye Qian continued: "It's been a long time, but its effect can only be considered average, it has no effect on injuries, at most, it can only increase my cultivation by a little."

"Caw …" Hearing Ye Qian's words, the Old Daoist Purple Robe felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

However, Yang Jun's face was full of excitement. One must know that something like the Pill Path had already disappeared for a long time from this land. Yang Jun never thought that his trip to Shouyang Mountain would actually bring him good fortune due to misfortune. If his cultivation could go up another level, then …

This pill was the pride and joy of Old Daoist Purple Robe, but now that he was humiliated by Ye Qian like this, he had a displeased look on his face.

Old Daoist Purple Robe looked at Ye Qian with a gloomy face and said unconvinced: "I never thought that my little friend actually has such a deep understanding towards Pill Path, I wonder if little friend knows what kind of object this pill is made from? When did you master it again? "

No matter who it was, facing someone who dared to question and slander his beloved work, he would definitely be furious. This famous Immortal cultivator was no exception, so he had clashed with Ye Qian to death.

However, Ye Qian did not mind: "The old Daoist wants to test me and teach me. Alright, since I have nothing better to do, I'll tell you clearly and thoroughly. This bottle of medicinal pills is mainly made from Tianshan Snow Lotus and Chongming Grass. With saffron as a guide, it is refined with thirty-eight supplementary medicines. The time of completion should be around four hundred years ago. "

Old Daoist Purple Robe was surprised, he looked at Ye Qian in horror, and retreated two steps: "You, you …."

"Alright, old Taoist, you can't fool me for such a small matter. Not only do I know what kind of medicinal ingredients your bottle of pills is made of, but I also know that your method of refining pills is wrong." Pausing, Ye Qian continued: "The most important things to refine are the fire and the Furnace. The Furnace you refine is simply too simple, the temperature simply isn't enough. As for the fire condition, although you have ignited the Heavenly Thunder's fire, you have lost a bit of your value by ninety-nine percent. Therefore, your so-called Purple Gold Pill is only a half finished product! "

Angry, excited, all these negative emotions disappeared in a moment, what remained in Old Daoist Purple Robe's heart was only surprise and puzzlement.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Old Daoist Purple Robe suddenly felt as if he was in the heavens. Ye Qian looked like he was really only eighteen or nineteen, but it seemed like he knew everything, as if there was nothing he couldn't do. With just a sniff of his nose, this young man knew what his Purple Gold Pill was made of and how he made it. He even knew that he had ignited his own Heavenly Thunder's fire to concoct pills.

This was something that happened 400 years ago, even if Ye Qian could calculate it himself, it would not be so accurate!

Ignoring the shocked Old Daoist Purple Robe, Ye Qian merely glanced back at the still excited Yang Jun: "Captain Yang, this bottle of Purple Gold Pellet does not benefit your injuries at all. The Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus is an extremely dark object; You must ensure that your injuries completely recover before you consume the Purple Gold Pill. " After a sudden outburst, Ye Qian continued, "Also, the medicinal power of this Purple Gold Pill needs to go a step at a time. Do not swallow the whole pill. You need to dissolve it into water and consume it for one month. That way, your body will be able to endure it! "

Ye Qian explained, and Yang Jun's eyes kept rolling back and forth, showing an expression that he did not understand what he was saying.

On the other hand, Old Daoist Purple Robe sighed and said, "My dear disciple, do as he says. He is indeed someone who understands Pill Path!"

After a moment of helplessness, following Old Daoist Purple Robe's sigh, Ye Qian and Yang Jun knew that this stubborn old man had finally admitted defeat.

After giving Yang Jun a bottle of Purple Gold Pills, Old Daoist Purple Robe didn't mention about taking him in as a disciple anymore. Maybe deep down in his bones, Old Daoist Purple Robe had already treated Yang Jun as his own disciple. Yang Jun also kowtowed lightly towards the Old Daoist Purple Robe, then went down the mountain with Ye Qian.

However, the moment Ye Qian was about to turn around and leave, Old Daoist Purple Robe glanced meaningfully at Ling Long who was in Ye Qian's embrace and exhorted him: "Little friend, the girl in your embrace is not of any ordinary attribute. Little friend might encounter endless trouble in the future, I hope little friend …"

Without waiting for Old Daoist Purple Robe to finish speaking, Ye Qian immediately interrupted him and said: "I know, thank you for your concern!"

Helplessly closing his mouth, he watched Ye Qian and Yang Jun's backs as they left with his eyes. The Old Daoist Purple Robe moaned, "It's a blessing in disguise, my little friend. Whether it is the Lightning Tribulation s being unable to return or the strength that broke the heavens' law, the heaven and earth that roams about, all lies in your little friend's thoughts! The Lifeless Buddha! "

From the beginning to the end, Yang Jun stared at Ye Qian with a strange gaze. Although the two of them had only fought together, but they had fought together before, so Yang Jun felt closer and closer to him.

Halfway up the mountain, Yang Jun finally could not resist asking, "Ye Qian, who exactly are you?"

Actually, Yang Jun had wanted to ask this question a long time ago. After all, Ye Qian's age of seventeen or eighteen was completely incomparable to the strength he had displayed.

In the face of Yang Jun's question, Ye Qian only let out an embarrassed laugh: "As for me, I'm just a normal person!"

A mortal?" "Yang Jun was stunned, then burst out laughing, thinking:" If a young man like him who reached the Dragon Elephant Realm at such a young age was a normal person, then perhaps everyone in this world would be a normal person!

Looking at Yang Jun's half-smiling eyes, Ye Qian cracked his neck and said, "Don't look at me like that. I'm just a common man." You should laugh, you should cry, eat five grains and look at every aspect of life. If you are not a normal person, then what are you?

Yang Jun was startled, he never thought that Ye Qian would label a normal person like him. But when Yang Jun thought about it again, his heart was filled with bitterness. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, and he shouted helplessly from the bottom of his heart: Actually, I also want to be like you, a worldly person.

The two figures slowly descended from the Shouyang Mountain just like that, their silhouettes lengthened by the moonlight.