"Yes, it's in a secret place." Yang Qingshan replied with a strange look on his face.
Yang Xuan said, "When this is over, you can take this Connate Golden Pellet."
"What?" Yang Qingshan was shocked.
This Connate Golden Pellet was marked by Yang Qingshu. No one in the Yang family dared to take it.
"You can't do that." Yang Qingshan said anxiously, "This Golden Pellet belongs to Sixth Brother. How can I take it? No, no. "
At this moment, Yang Qingshu smiled. Yang Xuan had already told him about this decision in private. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
He still had a long way to go before he could reach the peak of Stage Ten Internal Force. But now, the Yang family was surrounded by powerful enemies. They really needed another Connate Master.
"Second Brother, don't decline. This Golden Core is best for you. In the future, when I reach the tenth level of Internal Force, I'm sure Grand Supreme Zhang Lai will have refined a new Golden Core. It won't be too late for me to take it then," Yang Qingshu said.
Yang Xuan nodded his head and said, "Second Uncle, don't decline anymore. Right now, our Yang Family is surrounded by powerful enemies. While I'm here, no one can cause trouble. However, I'm destined not to stay here for long. Thus, our Yang Family needs another Xiantian expert to appear to intimidate them."
Yang Qingshan opened his mouth and hesitated before he shook his head and said, "Grand Elder, although what you said is reasonable, my innate talent is not good. If I take the Golden Pellet rashly, I might explode and die."
He sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if I explode and die. But if I waste a Connate Golden Pellet and break the Yang family's hope, it would be a great sin. I would be ashamed to face my ancestors."
Yang Xuan shook his head and said, "Second Uncle, you can rest assured. My cultivation method is very special. When the time comes, I can protect all your meridians and help you reach the Connate Master level."
Yang Qingshan was stunned and looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan didn't think so himself, and Yang Qingshu didn't have any concept of this, but how could Yang Qingshan not know?
To advance from the Houtian realm to the Xiantian realm, although it was difficult to comprehend the power of the Xiantian realm, the greatest danger was that the meridians of the human body were extremely fragile, unable to withstand the impact of the power of the Xiantian realm for a short period of time, only exploding and dying.
Since ancient times, how many heroes had fallen at this stage? Not only did they have no hope of reaching the Xiantian realm, they even lost their lives.
But now, Yang Xuan had made a solemn vow that he could protect his meridians and smoothly advance to the Connate Realm.
If these words were to spread, who knew how big of a commotion it would cause? How many cultivators who were stuck at the peak of the tenth layer would cry and beg Yang Xuan?
"Second Uncle, this matter is settled. When the time comes, I will protect you and guarantee that nothing will go wrong. You will definitely be able to advance to the Xiantian Realm." Yang Xuan said resolutely.
Yang Qingshan still wanted to say something, but seeing Yang Xuan's resolute attitude, he finally opened his mouth, but no words came out.
To say that he wasn't tempted by the Xiantian realm would be a lie. Thinking about it, Yang Xuan's words also made sense. Yang Xuan couldn't always stay in the Yang Family, so someone had to stand up when Yang Xuan wasn't around.
Thinking of this, Yang Qingshan didn't say anything else, only solemnly bowing to Yang Xuan.
After the two of them left, Yang Qingshan saw Little Mei come over with tea.
"Master, please have some tea." Little Mei's voice was soft and gentle.
Yang Xuan picked up the teacup. It was still his favorite Delicate Dark Night Fragrance.
At this time, the night was captivating, and the bright moon was high in the sky. Several wisps of clouds twined around it, like a shy young girl, half covering her face.
With a beauty by his side, a delicate fragrance wafted over, lingering in the nose. Yang Xuan tasted the tea, and the fragrance of Little Mei's body entered his nostrils at the same time. It was a unique taste. It was indeed the Delicate Dark Night Fragrance.
While sipping his tea, Yang Xuan's hand suddenly paused.
Then, he gently put down the teacup, but his eyes fell on the wall of the small courtyard.
Little Mei followed his gaze and suddenly exclaimed, but suddenly reacted and hurriedly covered her mouth with her small hands.
"You go in." Yang Xuan said lightly.
Little Mei looked at Yang Xuan worriedly, but didn't say anything, directly turned and went into the house.
When Little Mei entered the house, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Friend, the wind on the wall is strong, why don't you come down? There is tea here, Delicate Dark Night Fragrance, why don't you have a cup?"
On the wall, there was a person standing.
This person was dressed in white like Yang Xuan, and his long hair fell behind his back, swaying gently with the breeze.
"Brother Yang, with a beauty by your side, Delicate Dark Night Fragrance is naturally Delicate Dark Night, but the moon is hanging high in the sky right now," the person said softly, his voice slightly low, but it had a kind of enchantment to it.
As he spoke, he floated down from the wall like a wisp of breeze, weightless, like a fallen leaf, floating down in front of Yang Xuan.
Only then did Yang Xuan see him clearly.
He was about twenty years old, with a smile on his face, and his smile was full of magic. His white clothes and black hair fluttered elegantly, not tied up or tied, slightly fluttering. There was a faint luster on his skin, and his eyes flashed with the light of colored glass.
"Brother, since it is so late, I have nothing else to entertain you, only a cup of tea." Yang Xuan sat down with a smile, took the empty cup, poured a cup of tea, and put it on the side of the stone table.
"Please sit!" Yang Xuan said.
"Thank you!" The person was still smiling, and sat on the other side of the stone table. Then, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Brother Yang, I have always only drunk wine, not tea. I didn't expect that I would make an exception when it comes to Brother Yang," the person said lightly.
"Oh? Unfortunately, I don't have wine here. "
"That's a pity!" the person looked at Yang Xuan and smiled, "But I brought my own wine. Brother Yang, do you want to try it?"
As he spoke, he untied a gourd from his waist, opened the stopper, and shook it slightly, and the fragrance of wine flowed out.
"Good wine!" Yang Xuan's nose twitched slightly, and he praised.
"Brother Yang also knows wine?" The person was slightly surprised.
"No." Yang Xuan shook his head honestly.
"Then how do you know this is good wine?" The person laughed.
"I just said it casually." Yang Xuan said.
The person's hand holding the gourd paused, and a startled expression appeared on his face. After a while, he laughed, "Brother Yang is really a wonderful person."
Yang Xuan smiled and didn't say anything. He just picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Brother Yang, this wine of mine is called Unfettered Wandering Wine. It was brewed by myself using a variety of herbs and precious materials. If an ordinary person were to drink a mouthful of it, they would be cured of all illnesses. Would Brother Yang like to have a taste?" The man looked at Yang Xuan with a faint smile.
"Really? Then I really do want to try it. It just so happens that I have a headache recently. "Yang Xuan smiled.
"Good, Brother Yang is really a wonderful person. I will treat Brother Yang to a drink." The person laughed, and the right index finger holding the gourd lightly tapped it. A ball of wine floated out of the gourd and floated towards Yang Xuan.
The bright moon hung in the sky, and the ball of wine emitted a bright light under the moonlight. It slowly floated towards Yang Xuan.
Facing this strange scene, Yang Xuan's expression didn't change at all. When he saw the wine approaching, he opened his mouth slightly, and the transparent wine turned into a line and flowed into Yang Xuan's mouth.
"Good wine! It really can cure headaches. "After Yang Xuan drank the wine, he clapped his hands and laughed.
The person's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly sighed, "With Brother Yang's skill, you can laugh proudly in the Hundred Scattered Sky. My disciple's death was not unjust."
Yang Xuan didn't show any surprise on his face. He still had a smile on his face, "Brother Gan, I am really curious. How old are you?"
Gan Tingjun laughed, "Brother Yang, speaking of this, I am really envious of Brother Yang. You can step into the Xiantian Realm at such a young age. Your future is limitless. When I was your age, I was only at the seventh or eighth level of Internal Strength. "
Yang Xuan smiled, "If that's the case, Brother Gan, I'm afraid you are not young."
Gan Tingjun nodded and said, "To tell you the truth, I have lived for sixty years."
Sixty years was sixty years old. Yang Xuan was a little surprised when he saw Gan Tingjun's appearance, which didn't look like he was in his twenties.
Looking at a young man in his twenties being addressed as' old man 'and' old man ', this feeling was really indescribably strange.
"Brother Gan's appearance, tsk tsk, is really surprising." Yang Xuan didn't know how to describe his appearance.
Gan Tingjun didn't comment on his ridicule. He shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Yang, you can step into the Xiantian Realm at such a young age. Your talent is amazing. In time, you will definitely step into the One-Line-Sky, or even a higher level. Who knows …"
He paused, and his expression turned cold. He turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan quietly, "Unfortunately, you are seeking your own death. It is really a pity."
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