My Master Is a God

Yang Yiyun was extremely depressed and muttered in his heart: "I don't remember provoking you. Last time, I had a No. 1 look in my eyes. This time, I was so cold that I was speechless. Is this a crazy situation?"

Although he felt very unhappy with Hu Xian'er, Yang Yiyun still took out the handkerchief and handed it over and said, "This is the handkerchief you dropped when you were crossing the cliff that day. I'll give it back to you."

Hu Xianer was stunned. She had been looking for a personal handkerchief for several days, but she didn't expect it to be in Yang Yiyun's hands. It turned out that it had fallen when she was crossing the cliff and was picked up by Yang Yiyun.

His face turned slightly suspicious, he reached out and took the handkerchief and said, "Thank you."

"No thanks, the property just returns to its original owner." Yang Yiyun replied.

He could tell that Hu Xianer was hostile to him, but he couldn't figure out when he had offended her?

Yang Yiyun must have never offended the Hu family in Northeast China, let alone Hu Xianer.

Seeing Hu Xian'er about to leave, Yang Yiyun couldn't help but ask: "Miss Hu, have I ever offended you?"

Hu Xianer looked at Yang Yiyun and said calmly: "What do you mean by this? Why do you and I say this in our lives?"

"If not, why do you have hostility in your eyes when you look at me? Last time at the cliff, even now you still have hostility in your eyes when you look at me. If Yang has offended Miss Hu in any way, please Explanation?" Yang Yiyun was very unhappy when Hu Xian'er inexplicably released his enemy, so he asked directly.

Hu Xian'er fell silent and glanced back inadvertently.

Yang Yiyun followed her gaze and saw someone from Zhanqing in front of Hu Xianer.

For a moment, Yang Yiyun seemed to understand something.

There are rumors in the outside world that he and Zhan Qingren have a feud, so if Zhan Qingren is an admirer of Hu Xianer, her inexplicable hostility towards him will be justified.

There is no such thing as love without reason and hatred without reason in the world.

"So it's this one~" Yang Yiyun said to himself with a wry smile.

When he looked up, Hu Xianer had already left. Yang Yiyun smiled bitterly, shook his head and continued walking forward.

Yang Yiyun really didn't have any hatred towards Hu Xian'er and the Zhanqing people. His interactions with the Zhanqing people were actually normal. With the presence of the old Jiuxian, there would be no conflict between him and Kunlun.

Moreover, the people from Zhanqing that Yang Yiyun has come into contact with are actually very upright people. The rumors of discord between the two people can actually only be regarded as a kind of inner emotion of young people who are angry and disobedient to each other. There is no grudge. On the contrary, in Yang Yiyun's heart, he Zhanqing people appreciate it, and so do Zhanqing people.

It's just this kind of mutual appreciation that men won't say to each other.

And Hu Xianer is a fan of Zhanqing people. It is normal for others to defend Zhanqing people and be hostile to themselves.

Although she was very beautiful, Yang Yiyun really didn't have any evil thoughts about Hu Xian'er. Today she really just returned a handkerchief, nothing more.

…

When Yang Yiyun walked halfway to the trail, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in his ears. When he looked up, he found that Emei's Master Miaoyin was holding a long whip and suddenly whipped it away towards the cold area on the right.

Then when the whip was retracted, Master Miaoyin had a crystal clear flower that looked like a peony in her hand.

After Yang Yiyun saw the many flowers in Master Miaoyin's hand, his pupils tightened, and he walked away faster. He suddenly remembered a kind of elixir that could only grow in cold places, and Miaoyin. The flowers in Master Tai's hands are very similar.

In order to confirm whether it was the elixir recorded in his mind, Yang Yiyun walked over quickly.

"Borrowed~"

"Borrowed it, borrowed it..."

On the narrow path, Yang Yiyun passed by Hu Xian'er, Zhan Qingren, Mei Shiying, the young monk Liao Fan from Shaolin, and a young man from Tiangang Mountain, and came to Master Miaoyin.

"Master Miaoyin, can I have a look at this elixir?" Yang Yiyun said directly.

Master Miaoyin was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "I forgot that fellow Taoist Yang is an alchemist and is sensitive to elixirs. This is a cold flower that can only be found in this cold place. It has enough spiritual energy, and through cultivation and absorption, it can regulate the true essence. Power.

It is a pity that all the ice flowers near the side of the trail have been excavated throughout the ages. Some will occasionally grow out every few years, but the years are not high. If fellow Taoist Yang Yiyun has a way, he can excavate the ice flowers ten meters away. The Hanhua flowers are all older than three to five hundred years, and some are even thousands of years old.

Even if the cold air exists, it is difficult to dig it up and hand it over. The old lady also relied on the magic weapon to dig up such a plant. Later, she will nurse Ying'er's body, so this one will not be given to fellow Taoist Yang. Just take a look. . "

As Master Miaoyin spoke, she handed the icy words in her hand to Yang Yiyun for viewing. She made it very clear that she would not give it away and would leave it to Mei Shiying to recuperate her body.

Yang Yiyun knew that Mei Shiying was in the body of a divine phoenix. He also knew that the elixir in his hand could indeed help Mei Shiying suppress the firepower of the divine phoenix in her body, but it only treated the symptoms rather than the root cause.

It seemed that Master Miaoyin was very fond of Mei Shiying, but Yang Yiyun thanked him, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then returned the Ice Flower to Master Miaoyin.

He understood that this elixir was not called Ice Cold Flower in the Cultivation Elixir Ceremony, but called Black Ice Grass. It was a commonly used elixir in refining low-end and mid-range elixirs.

For Yang Yiyun, being able to refine low-end elixirs is no longer enough for him to practice. He just needs to refine mid-range elixirs for cultivation, and he has sworn to Sister Mei in his heart that he will cure Mei Shiying's divine phoenix body. This Xuanbingcao was one of the main ingredients in refining an elixir for Mei Shiying to treat Shenfeng's bloodline. He really had to get it.

Even if Master Miaoyin gave him this elixir, he wouldn't want it if it wasn't old enough. The Xuanbingcao for refining the elixir must be at least a thousand years old. If there really was a thousand-year-old Xuanbingcao here, he would really Will take a chance.

According to Master Miaoyin’s wishes, no one is harvesting the black ice grass nine meters away from the trail. The black ice grass within nine meters is being mined with the help of divine weapons, but beyond nine meters there is no way. No one in the icy air dares to take risks, or in other words, no one has the strength to dig the icy grass.

Sure enough, when Yang Yiyun looked nine meters away to the right, he could faintly see the presence of black ice grass in the hazy cold mist.

And it looks like a lot.

Looking at the many black ice grasses in the mist, Yang Yiyun wanted to say something. In his eyes, they were all middle-grade elixirs, treasures of heaven and earth that could improve the cultivation of the earth.

According to the records in the Cultivation Spiritual Medicine Canon, Black Ice Grass is an extremely rare elixir even in the world of cultivation.

Yang Yiyun made up his mind that he would never let go of these elixirs.

Nowadays, the cultivation level has increased greatly, and there are many means to mine these elixirs. Wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources if we just miss them?

At a certain moment, an idea flashed in Yang Yiyun's mind, and he suddenly looked at the bank of the magma pool on his left hand. Since there is Black Ice Grass on Binghan's side, will there be elixirs of the same level on the side of the magma pool?

Yang Yiyun's whole body was shocked as soon as he looked at it.

Then his face showed a flushed color and he said to himself: "Guaiguai, I really came to the right place this time. I have collected enough main medicine for the Tribulation Pill, and I can also refine a medium-level elixir."

On the bank of the magma pool more than ten meters away on the left, Yang Yiyun saw another fire-attribute elixir. It was also a rare elixir refined from medium elixirs - the Red Flame Flower.

It seems to be about a foot tall, with three-pointed leaves in the shape of three forks growing upward. The flowers are fiery red, the same color as flames. You can't see it unless you look carefully. From a distance, you can see the burning flames. As good as five or six.

This time Yang Yiyun spoke directly, and his mind quickly thought of ways to harvest the elixirs from the left and right poles.

It is obviously unrealistic to use any magic weapon to mine. All the elixirs that are close to him have been mined by ancient warriors. Yang Yiyun does not know if his own strength can withstand the power of the two extremes at his own risk.

After thinking about it for a while, there is a way, but I am not sure whether it will succeed.

That is, among the three spiritual beasts of the Qiankun Pot, Diao'er and Monkey Doudou may be able to give it a try. As for Wangzai, although he took the water of life to improve his spiritual intelligence and physical fitness after being injured, he did not have any innate supernatural powers.

After thinking about it, Yang Yiyun finally gave up on letting the spirit beast take the risk. After all, the bipolar power here was too overbearing. He was worried about hurting the spirit beast, and then decided to take the risk himself.

He is a person who does what he says, so he immediately took the first step and went to the Ice Fog Area.

Yang Yiyun suddenly jumped out of the path and into the cold. Master Miaoyin was immediately startled and said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, you...?"

"Master...?"

"Master~"

The two apprentices in the distance, Shentu and his son, Qian Jue and others were also frightened by Yang Yiyun's intimidating behavior.

This is a place of extreme tyranny. Is Yang Yiyun seeking death?

Many people who saw it thought so.