Chapter 199                                                             

The two came to the west side of Yunchenmen Mountain.

Yi Qianyang is not very strong in Yunchen Sect, but his identity is transcendent. He lives in the West Peak called Qianyang Palace, and the palace is named after him to show honor.

To go to Qianyang Palace, you need to pass a mountain gate. In front of the mountain gate, Zhuo Buqun and Yue Lingyu were blocked by the disciples of the gate.

The disciples guarding the gate were extremely arrogant. When they heard Zhuo Buqun’s intention, they showed disdain: “Can a mere first-grade alchemist get the Master of Punishment come forward, please come and refine alchemy for Master Yi?”

"If Master Yi's affairs are delayed, can you bear it?" Zhuo Buqun frowned and showed an angry look.

The disciples guarding the gate went to report.

After a long time, the disciples of the gate guard returned. Although they were no longer so arrogant, they did not have much respect. They said, "Master Yi asked you to go to the front hall alone to pay homage. She was waiting outside the mountain gate!"

"What a big air!" Zhuo Buqun had to leave Yue Lingyu outside the mountain gate and come to the front hall of Qianyang Palace.

A middle-aged man sat down tall and straight, it was Yi Qianyang.

He glanced at Zhuo Buqun from a high place and said indifferently: "Are you the genius of alchemy that has been circulating in the door these days?"

"good!"

Seeing that Zhuo Buqun's expression was not respectful, Yi Qianyang said unhappily: "At a young age, you have some talent to become a first-class alchemist, but my son's star soul. Even Master Huangfu Chen has no choice but to do anything about it. What can you do?"

Zhuo Buqun's fame in Yunchen Sect is at its peak, but after all, he is just a genius.

However, Yi Qianyang is a real master, and in Wuyuan, the status of a weapon refiner is much more noble than that of an alchemist, so he naturally does not take the little boy Zhuo Buqun seriously.

"The Lord of the Palm invites me personally, and I come here. Since Master Yi doubts my ability, I will say goodbye!" Zhuo Buqun left with his sleeves.

"I can't let down the Lord Zhengzhang Zun's wishes. Please take him to the young master's bedroom!" Yi Qianyang suddenly spoke, his tone still had a sense of being above his superiority.

Zhuo Buqun was angry and was taken to a side hall behind by a disciple.

After waiting for a long time, a woman brought a boy to the hall.

The woman is only in her early twenties, young and beautiful, bright and charming, but her eyebrows are slightly raised, giving people a sense of domineering and arrogant.

She is Yi Qianyang's wife Mingxuan, and her identity is very not simple. Her father is the deputy leader of Yunchen Sect, who is in charge of external affairs and has a high position and a high position and power.

The boy was Yi Huang, the son of Yi Qianyang. He was only seven or eight years old. He was extremely handsome and had strange eyes. One eye was as crystal clear as ice, while the other one was as red as fire.

His breath was even more weird. Sometimes it was as cold as ice, sometimes it was as hot as fire. He felt that there was an iceberg and a volcano hidden in his body.

Zhuo Buqun could see the problem of Yi Huang at a glance. Although Yi Huang's star soul had not awakened, it had already conflicted with each other in his body, affecting his body and mind. If he was not treated in time, his life would not last long.

"You little alchemist, why don't you kneel down when you see my mother and me!" Before Zhuo Buqun could speak, Yi Huang suddenly spoke, with a chill and domineering voice in his tender voice.

Zhuo Buqun raised his eyebrows, "I don't have to kneel when I see the sect leader. Young Master Yi Huang is so young that he can't stand me even more kneeling!"

Yi Huang was like an erupting volcano, with flames flashing in his pupils, and his breath suddenly became manic.

Mingxuan reached out and pulled him into his arms, comforted him with a few soft words, and seemed extremely doting.

When Yi Huang calmed down, Mingxuan looked at Zhuo Buqun, her eyes became arrogant and cold, "Since it was the Master of Punishment who invited you to come, I guess you have some tricks, how do you plan to treat my son?"

Zhuo Buqun said: "I obtained a pill recipe from the Danta. The pills refined can be cured by Master Yi Huang."

"So that's it!" Ming Xuan raised her eyebrows, then said in a tone of indifference: "Keep the pill recipe, you can leave!"

Zhuo Buqun frowned and said, "What does Mrs. Yi mean?"

Mingxuan said: "How precious is my son? You are just a first-class alchemist and so young. How can I feel at ease to let you refine alchemy and treat it? Leave the pill recipe, I will find the master of alchemy to refine pills."

"Sorry, I, Zhuo Li, are not that lowly yet. I would like to tell Mrs. Yi that no one can refine this pill except me. Goodbye!" Zhuo Buqun could no longer bear it, so he turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Dare you dare to contradict your mother? I will destroy you!"

Yi Huang's aura suddenly became manic, and a fire suddenly burst out from his pupils, and a hot aura filled his anger.

Then his figure swayed, pounced on Zhuo Buqun, raised his right hand, and rushed towards his back heart.

He was only seven or eight years old, and he actually reached the height of the Nine-level Fighting Light. Such a talent is really amazing.

"Madam Yi, please take care of your son!" Zhuo Buqun flashed, avoiding Yi Huang's attack, and said in a deep voice.

Mingxuan said lightly: "This child has a bad temper. Just follow him and let him vent his anger!"

A cold light flashed in Zhuo Buqun's eyes. Unexpectedly, the mother and son were so domineering.

Yi Huang's shot fell through and became more furious, and the offensive became more fierce.

"Since Mrs. Yi refuses to discipline her, I can only take action for you and let him know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!" Zhuo Buqun was finally angry and thrust his backhand on Yi Huang's face.

Yi Huang let out a cry of pain, staggered back, and retreated to Mingxuan's side.

"Mom, he hit me, he actually hit me! Kill him, I want him to die!" Yi Huang roared hysterically.

"Come on, kill this little bastard!" Ming Xuan screamed like a cat with a stitched tail.

More than a dozen fighters rushed from outside the hall and shouted angrily to kill Zhuo Buqun.

boom!

Zhuo Buqun released demonic fire, monster, and domineering fire waves rolled out.

These fighters are all weapon refining disciples under Yi Qianyang's sect. The level of fighting spirit is not high, and they are all shocked under the storm of demon fire.

At this time, Yi Qianyang hurried over after hearing the sound, "What happened?"

"Father, he beat me! Kill him and tear him to pieces!" Yi Huang shouted loudly.

Seeing the slap marks on Yi Huang's face, Yi Qianyang showed a look of pain. He looked at Zhuo Buqun and said in a sequel: "I'm so brave. I dare to go to my place to take off my life. I hurt my beloved son. I'm not to cherish death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burning fighting spirit rolled out, and Zhuo Buqun was about to be killed directly.

"Yi Qianyang, if you don't want your son to die, just take action!" Zhuo Buqun's indifferent voice suddenly shocked Yi Qianyang, and his fighting spirit suddenly stopped.

Mingxuan's cold and domineering voice came: "He has a pill recipe for healing Huang'er, so we can afford an alchemist!"

Yi Qianyang knew it and shouted to Zhuo Buqun: "Take the pill recipe, I will spare you the death penalty!"

Zhuo Buqun said coldly: "Only I can refine this pill recipe. Even if you get the pill recipe, it will be useless!"

"A mere first-grade alchemist, what a big tone!" Yi Qianyang laughed loudly, "Is your alchemy higher than Huangfu Chen? Even if Huangfu Chen cannot refine it, I can find ways to urge the Dan King!"
Chapter completed!