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Chapter 3248 just a slave

Through the information currently available, Liu Zhengyang has already vaguely felt the tragedy of the Yang family monks.

The Immortal Pill should have been studied by monks from the Yang family.

However, due to the excessive refining cost and difficulty, it is estimated that only the senior management of the Yang family can successfully refine it, such as the ancestor of the Yang family who died at the hands of Liu Zhengyang before. However, although they were able to successfully refine the immortal pill, they were not qualified to use it.

The things they have worked hard to refine must be supplied to Yuanman.

Liu Zhengyang felt that although the ancestors of the Yang family were of good health, they were not very powerful, which was also a proof of their ability.

So what is the purpose of them working hard to refine pills?

After learning about these things from Liu Zhengyang's mouth, Zhong Qinglei couldn't help but sigh: "In fact, it's not just the cultivators of the Yang family? Looking at the entire cultivation world, the weak are only able to be exploited by the strong. The sadness of the Yang family is because they are not strong enough."

After a pause, Zhong Qinglei frowned again and said, "But think about it carefully, Yuan Man seems to want to use the Immortal Pill to continuously enhance his strength and expand his sphere of influence at the same time. No wonder he will have a conflict with us, and there will be a battle between us sooner or later."

It is obvious that although the Yang family was destroyed, the method of refining the Immortal Pill has been obtained by the Yuanman people.

With Yuanman's strength and resources, they can easily find a suitable alchemist to refine immortal pills.

If they are allowed to continue to develop, they will only become stronger and stronger, and then become a behemoth that no one can resist.

"No wonder the Taoist cultivators in the Central District were driven away one by one." Zhong Qinglei said in a deep voice: "Liu Zhengyang, do we have to do the destruction directly? Or should we leave first and then slowly find a way? Or, we will refine the immortal pills and use them ourselves?"

boom!

Before Liu Zhengyang could answer, the door of the Sutra Pavilion had been kicked open.

The dull loud noise scared Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei.

They quickly turned around and saw two patrolmen standing outside the Sutra Pavilion, holding torches in their hands. Next to the two patrolmen were three powerful men with the Dao Realm cultivation at a glance, looking at Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei with a bad expression.

"It's not simple. You have really sneaked into such a place. It's been so many years since such a thing happened."

"Just just discovered that our gatekeeper was beaten to death, I knew that you must have broken in. I didn't expect that your target was here. What do you want to do? Do you want to attack our immortal pill?"

"That will only kill you for nothing. You don't think you can leave alive, right?"

Faced with the teasing of the three Taoist powerhouses, Liu Zhengyang became relaxed after a brief shock.

After all, he is just three powerful men at the Dao Realm level, which is nothing to him.

He smiled relaxedly, "I heard from you. Many people have sneaked in before. Since people in the past can do it, what is there to be strange about us? Do you Yuanman people really think that they are invincible in the world and no one can avoid your reconnaissance?"

"Of course." One of the Taoist cultivators said confidently: "Because everyone who tried to break in before was dead!"
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