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town!
The moment the sword light rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge "town" character floated out of the stone tower.

"Bang!" The sword light hit the characters, all of which were broken and turned into pure energy, gathering towards Yang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Master..."

Sensing that the spiritual power in his body had returned to calm, Jin Dan exuded a gentle meaning, quickly repairing the damaged tendons, Yang Yi murmured.

After the thunder tribulation ended, he understood everything, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The second-rank top thunder tribulation originally didn't have such power, and the last blow was entirely because he held a long sword blessed by dragon veins in his hand.

That's why Lei Jie turned into the appearance of an ancestor dragon at the end.

In the end, he dared to inhale the sword light into the sea of ​​consciousness, pinning all his hopes on the stone pagoda, and finally proved that he was not disappointed.

"Soul Art" is paired with a stone tower, which looks like it was tailor-made for him.

So in the end, Yang Yi murmured.

The road to the strong has been paved for him, and in the end it only depends on how far he can go.

"Yang Yi!"

Seeing that the thunder disaster was over, Qin Yuanyuan rushed forward impatiently.

"Sister Yuanyuan."

Yang Yi gave her a reassuring look and smiled.

"Congratulations, junior brother, for entering the second rank of gods."

Yuhua Shenzun smiled openly, and joked to Yang Yi.

"Congratulations... God Venerable"

On the city wall, a group of monks clasped their fists together and saluted.

"Let's go, sister."

"We will send Master Saber back to the academy."

Yang Yi didn't bother to say hello to the monks on the city wall, so he turned his head and said to Yuhua Shenzun.

"Okay, let's go back to school."

Looking at the saber in the hands of her junior brother, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Everyone, see you at Heavenly Dao Academy in ten days."

Floating in mid-air with spiritual power, Yang Yi said to the monk on the city wall.

Then the three of them turned into streamers and galloped towards the academy.

"This……"

A Transcendent monk sent by Maoshan watched Zhao Zhe take away Zhao Zhe's saber with complex expressions in his eyes.

"What is this, he is now a second-rank god, how dare you provoke him?"

An extraordinary monk in Duobao Pavilion quickly poked at the other party, telling him not to say anything radical.

"You said, he survived the lightning tribulation, how should we honor him?"

Habayashi Wei, a monk, looked at the direction where the figure disappeared, imagining when he would have such a day.

"He not only knows how to make alchemy, but also survived the transformation and lightning calamity, which shows that he is the one who belongs to the destiny. How about calling him the God of Destiny?"

"This is good……"

Everyone enthusiastically confirmed Yang Yi's title.

……

Three days later, everything was settled.

Ye Qingcheng sent the first batch of medicinal materials to the academy.

"Sister Yuanyuan, I will hand over the alchemy formation to you now, you have to see it clearly."

In the newly built alchemy room at the back of the college, Yang Yi said to the beautiful woman beside him.

"it is good."

Qin Yuanyuan's eyes quickly caught the opponent's movements, and her mental power gathered in the air.

"In refining pills, the most important thing is to learn the method of sealing spirits."

"Otherwise, the elixir can neither be formed nor preserved, and it will become useless..."

Yang Yi put the medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace and said slowly.

He tried his best to use the most popular language to express the main points.

Afterwards, he taught the other party how to outline the "Spirit Sealing Formation".

Qin Yuanyuan memorized the steps and learned to outline the characters with mental strength.

But her mental strength is not as strong as the opponent's, and she couldn't complete the second stroke of the "Feng" formula for three days in a row.

This dealt a blow to Qin Yuanyuan, who was known as the girl of heaven, and once doubted whether she was suitable for cultivation.

"Sister Yuanyuan, it took me five years to outline the complete "Fengling Formation"."

"Don't worry, take your time."

"If you can't do it in five years, you can use it in ten years. I believe you can do it."

Yang Yi taught each other's shortcomings while encouraging him.

It is impossible for him to continue refining alchemy forever, and there are still remnants of the monster clan, maybe one day they will make a comeback.

So the best way is to hand over the ancient alchemy formula to the Ye family for preservation, and the Qin family to preserve the alchemy method.

In the end, let the two get together in the college and grow the college together.

Yang Yi will not be like Zhao Zhe, who has to find a balance in everything, for fear that it will cause civil strife among the people.

He will only take tough measures. If someone is disobedient, he will use his fist to subdue the other party.

This is the case for the Huidan Conference held ten days later.

He just wants to see how many clowns will appear in the human race after the fall of the master.

If they are all working hard for the rise of the human race, then as long as the other party provides enough medicinal materials, the elixir will be provided by the academy.

If you want to seize the alchemy formula and alchemy technique, then sorry, I, Yang Yi, will never allow it.

Time passed quietly like this, and it was already the ninth day in a blink of an eye.

"Eldest brother, I have a elixir that can make your broken arm regenerate blood and bones."

On this day, Yang Yi found the Heavenly Sword God Venerable and handed him the freshly refined elixir.

"what!"

At first, Heavenly Knife God Venerable thought he heard it wrong, and after repeated questioning, he picked up the black elixir.

"Junior brother, you are probably a waste pill that was refined!"

Putting it on the tip of the nose and smelling it, there is indeed a faint medicinal fragrance, but the shape is really not flattering, it looks like a Dali pill.

"Brother, how can this be a waste pill!"

Yang Yi's eyebrows twitched subconsciously. When he first started, he did refine several furnaces of useless alchemy. After all, he still couldn't grasp the heat of the first alchemy.

But this one in the opponent's hand has been certified by the pill spirit, and it is definitely not a waste pill.

"Since the younger brother has such a heart, the younger brother should accompany him."

After a fierce ideological struggle, the Heavenly Sword God took the elixir and put it in his mouth, thinking that he was the one who tested the medicine.

Looking at the other party's embarrassed expression, helplessness flashed in Yang Yi's eyes.

This can't be entirely blamed on the other party, after all, in the first seven days of his alchemy, he often exploded the furnace.

The academy monks gradually turned from joy to disappointment at the beginning. If one day they didn't hear the muffled thunder coming from the back mountain, they would be a little unaccustomed to it.

Yang Yi was lost in thought, when he suddenly saw the expression of the Heavenly Sword God Venerable change.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

He hurriedly asked, although this elixir was approved by Dan Ling, after all, no one had ever eaten the finished elixir, so he didn't know what would happen next.

"Junior Brother, I feel it!"

The Heavenly Sword God Venerable was trembling with excitement, and the moment the elixir was put into his stomach, he felt a pure force of the medicine go straight to the wound.

At this moment, a tingling sensation came from the severed arm, as if the body cells were rapidly dividing and growing.

About 10 minutes later, a baby-like hand grew out. This scene made the two speechless with excitement.

But after a while, the speed of cell division slowed down, and the effect of the medicine gradually faded.

The Heavenly Sword God Venerable looked at the small hand about ten inches long, his face turned blue and white.

If the bones of the dead and the dead look like this, then this hand is not worth it!

"Senior brother, listen to me, take a few more pills of this kind, and you will definitely be able to regrow your arms!"

Looking at the direction where the figure was going away, Yang Yi shouted unwillingly.

"Dan Ling! What the hell is going on? Didn't you say that this is not a waste pill!"

Consciousness communicates with pill spirit, Yang Yi roared angrily.

If I didn't want to, a baby-like arm grew out of the place where the arm was broken.