Almost everyone in the Hong family knew that the master came back to life and rushed over.

In full view of everyone, their master Hong Dingbang knelt at Yan Jiu's feet.

And Gong Yang Zhen's true energy fluctuates all over his body, just like the eyes of a storm.

Suddenly, the rain sparse and the wind storms.

Then, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

The surroundings of Yang Zhen gradually became quieter and everything became restrained.

The wind is calm and everything is fine.

Except for the collapsed house.

Only the collapsed house will tell everyone that a huge change has just happened here.

Yang Zhen opened her eyes and held her fists respectfully.

At this moment, he was simply an old man.

Except for that extraordinary goat face, everything else is so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

There was no sign of sharpness on him.

Yan Jiu nodded and said, "Gongyang, you have finally broken the realm."

Gong Yang Zhen knelt down and said, "Everything is a gift from the sect leader."

Yan Jiu waved his hand, and Yang Zhen got up.

Then Hong Dingbang rolled and crawled to Yan Jiu. Before he could say anything, he kowtowed three times to Yan Jiu respectfully.

Yan Jiu was straight and took his three heads with peace of mind. Then he said, "Hong Dingbang, I will save your life. As long as you have a house, I will give you another fortune, and accept your three heads with you, it will be considered as a barely equalized. The land deed of the house will be handed over to my two old slaves. As for this rice, I will stay."

Upon hearing this, Hong Dingbang knelt down again and kowtowed.

"The young master is above. The villain Hong Dingbang dared not seek to become a slave of the young master. Please allow him to allow him. Hong Dingbang is willing to lead the entire Hong family and become a slave of the young master." At this time, Hong Dingbang spoke decisively, without any sign of weakness before.

"Dad, your martial arts are restored. My Hong family will naturally become a big family in Jinjing City. Why do you have to be a slave to others? Rely on others' breath, and it's nothing..."

"Bang."

Before Hong Wentai could finish his words, Hong Dingbang made an instant move. He beat him back and fell on the Hong family servant.

"Young master, I'm talking nonsense, I'll punish you for your punishment. Please forgive me. The Hong family is willing to respect the young master from top to bottom." Hong Dingbang said firmly again.

Yan Jiu looked at Hong Dingbang, pondered for a moment and said, "Since you are so sincere, I will give you this qualification."

"ah!"

When Hong Dingbang heard this, he was overjoyed.

He saw with his own eyes that the magic that Yan Jiu used on him was a ability that no martial arts master had.

This is just one of them.

After he took Yan Jiu's Three Pure Pills, he immediately felt like he was reborn. His old cultivation level not only completely restored, but also reached the realm of transformation he had always dreamed of.

This ability alone can already become the helmsman of the most powerful force in the world.

What's even more terrifying is that the young master in front of him can actually guide the warrior and attack the level of a master.

If Hong Dingbang had not seen Gong Yang Zhen reach the level of a master under his guidance, even if his mother told her that this was true, he would not have believed it.

The realm of biochemical, master of creation.

People with such courage will not want to.

If you want to, it is not impossible to share the world with the royal family.

If Hong Dingbang saw such a big tree and didn't know whether to let go of it, then he would be the number one idiot in the world.

The Hong family is a double happiness today.

Except for Hong Wentai who was a little depressed by his own slap, everyone was happy.

On that day, the Hong family celebrated with lanterns and colorful lights.

Some old friends who are always friends, heard that Hong Dingbang came back to life, broke through the realm of martial arts and entered the realm of transformation. They flocked to him.

Yan Jiu looked down on these so-called small wealthy families in Jinjing City at all.

I was too lazy to socialize with them.

He asked Hong Dingbang to find him a remote and quiet courtyard!

He took Yang Zhen and lived in.

As for the eldest and second brothers, they will have to make a name for themselves in the future to deal with the matter of opening a pharmacy.

At this time, Hong Dingbang can recommend some prosperous tribes.

After all, doing business, multiple friends, multiple paths.

Gong Yang Zhen has just entered the realm of a master, and everything is still unstable.

Yan Jiu asked him to practice by himself and consolidate himself. He ignored himself.

Gong Yang Zhen also knew that his sect leader had this kind of personality. Of course, he didn't talk much nonsense.

After Gong Yang Zhen went to meditate with peace of mind, Yan Jiu sat down in his room.

With his hands back, a jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

This jade bottle is a little bigger than the jade bottle containing the Sanqing Pill.

Yan Jiu bent his fingers slightly and stretched out, bounced open the lid of the jade bottle.

Under the guidance of spiritual power, grains of "Chaotian rice" flew out of the jade bottle.

No more or less, exactly four hundred and nine pills.

These things are quite quiet in the jade bottle.

At this moment, under Yan Jiu's spiritual power, they all became active.

They seem to have a natural sensitivity to spiritual power.

Yan Jiu could feel that these so-called rice grains were sucking his own spiritual power.

At this point, he finally firmly determined his judgment.

These rice grains are not all about the rice.

But insect eggs.

Moreover, these insect eggs are not like things on earth.

He had seen this kind of insect egg when he was rampant in the stars in the sky.

It is an extremely low-level spiritual insect called the spirit-eating ant.

The rice grains in front of them are the insect eggs of the spirit-eating ant.

These insect eggs look very similar to ordinary rice.

In addition, the spirit-eating ant itself will emit a little spiritual power fluctuation.

Therefore, any warrior seems to be a great tonic that is beneficial to himself.

But I don’t know that if this kind of spirit-eating ants enters the body of an ordinary person, they will just be taken out as they eat them.

But if you enter the body of a warrior, it will be different.

Although the martial arts true essence of a warrior is not considered spiritual energy, it can be said to be a kind of power in this world.

Spirit-eating ants like to devour various powers.

Therefore, their insect eggs are simply extremely poisonous to warriors.

Don’t talk about a small innate warrior in Hong Dingbang.

Even if the master encounters the spirit-devouring ants, he can only wait for them to break out of their shells and eat them all over their bodies.

This is the terrible thing about the spirit-eating ants.

However, this is not the real reason why Yan Jiu accepted them.

The real spirit-eating ant is just the lowest spirit insect.

A cultivator can crush a group of spirit-devouring ants with any finger.

These lowly creatures are simply impossible to pose a threat to the cultivator.

However, the eggs of these spirit-eating ants are completely different.

Yan Jiu felt that these insect eggs were mutated insect eggs.

He could feel that in every insect egg, there were powerful life fluctuations and devouring power like a black hole.

If such a spirit-eating ant is controlled by itself, it is tantamount to an army.

It seems that it is necessary to build a space for the spirit-eating ants to survive.

Yan Jiu's eyes flashed, and a hint of chill appeared on the corner of his mouth: However, before this, we must find out where the spirit-eating ant came from!
Chapter completed!