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"Third Brother, the Broken Clan is coming." Ma Hongjun subconsciously lowered his voice.

"En." Tang San stood up, with stern brows and deep eyes, "Xiao Wu, take care of Aye for now, I'll be back soon."

Xiao Wu was lying on the edge of the bed, looking at Tang Ye intently, nodding her head.Ma Hongjun smiled inwardly.

When Tang San and Ma Hongjun arrived at the living room, the Po clan hadn't arrived yet.

Seeing Tang San, Baihe hurriedly waved: "Grand grandson, come here."

Ever since the two opened up their conversation, Bai He took advantage of the certain verbal advantage.I don't know if it's to get back the face I lost the day before yesterday.

Seeing that there was nothing strange about Tang San's indifferent and handsome face, Bai He felt regretful, but he didn't forget the business.I saw Baihe's palm turned over, it was white and moist, and the jade box the size of an arm was firmly held in his palm.

Seemingly opening the box casually, Bai He signaled Tang San to come closer, very proudly.As he wished, Tang San moved half an inch closer, in exchange for half of the old man's eyes.

Although the two people outside the box are extremely dishonest, the things inside the box are dignified and first-class rare treasures.

I saw that in the white jade box, there was more than a foot of translucent red lying quietly.The red ginseng is strong and gorgeous, while the white ginseng is pure and pure, giving people a strong visual impact.If you don't look at the shape of this thing, this transparent blood red color should belong to the purest gemstone in the world, but it is not.It is also because it is not, so this thing is more unique and precious.

"This is the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, here it is for you." Bai He threw the box at Tang San.

Tang San's slender index finger touched the raised dragon-shaped pattern on the blood ginseng, and looked at Baihe: "Uncle, grandpa?"

Bai He felt a faint pain in his heart, but he seemed to hum softly to the outside, and said: "This is not for you either. When that old guy Yang Wudi comes later, you give it to him. That old guy also likes to make medicine. You will use this ginseng Given it to him, it will be much easier to convince him to join the Tang Sect."

Tang San didn't expect Bai He to do this, and looked at Bai He with some warmth: "Uncle, to be honest, I also prepared a fairy-level medicine to win over the poor clan."

Bai He's eyes brightened when he heard the words: "What good thing? Show it to uncle and grandpa."

Tang San put away the jade box silently, and said slowly: "You will know later."

"Hey! I..."

However, before Bai He could finish speaking, Niu Gao's loud voice rang out from outside the door: "Hey, old goat, you are finally here! You said you are the closest to our Longxing City, and you come last at every time, I'm so sorry!"

Yang Wudi belongs to that kind of stern personality, with sharp eyes and armor-like face, cold and sinister.

Originally Yang Wudi thought that Tang San was a young boy from some sect, but at the banquet, seeing Tai Tan's respectful attitude towards him and Bai He's unusual attitude towards him, Yang Wudi didn't think so.

Yang Wudi looked at Niu Gao suspiciously, Niu Gao poured down a large glass of self-brewed strong wine, babbled happily, and then said: "He is the suzerain of our Tang Sect, Tang San."

"Us?" Yang Wudi's softened face turned cold again.

"Well, our three clans have already joined the Tang Sect." Bai He said as he filled a glass of wine for Yang Wudi.

"Hmph! It seems that this year's gathering doesn't require me to be an external sect." Yang Wudi took the glass of wine, put it heavily on the table, and spilled more than half of the glass, and the high-quality wine flowed down the table. Follow the flow to the ground.Taking a deep look at Tang San, Yang Wudi flicked his sleeves and walked out the door.

"Senior, why not wait a moment and listen to what this junior has to say." Tang San raised his voice, his voice was unrestrained.

Sure enough, Yang Wudi's sharp eyes were a little sarcasm: "What? What do you have to say?"

Tang San stood up, facing Yang Wudi, unhurriedly: "I want to invite the senior to compete with the junior."

"It's up to you? The old man doesn't even bother to compete with a brat."

"Senior, listen to the junior. I have heard that the family is both excellent in medicine and poison. The junior is not talented, and I have some humble opinions on the art of poison, so I dare to ask the senior for advice."

Hearing Tang San's arrogance, Yang Wudi also played a half teasing and suppressing intention: "Well, I just made a new bottle of medicine, and I'm short of a person to test it. If that's the case, you can try it."

The newly refined poison is no better than the medicine that has been refined for a long time. It does not have any information that can be obtained in advance. The refiner himself does not even have an antidote. The effect expected by the author is also unknown.Or maybe, Yang Wudi's words were just to test Tang San's courage. Although there was an antidote, he still wanted to make Tang San embarrass himself in public.

Tang San's five fingers formed claws, but in the blink of an eye, the black-glazed porcelain bottle was already in Tang San's palm.

"Hmph, embroidered fists and legs." Yang Wudi sneered.

However, in the next moment, the thick and indelible contempt on his face completely shattered.I saw Tang San holding a huge strange flower in his hand, about to stuff it into his mouth.

Smelling the strong fragrance in the air, and seeing Tang San's movements, Yang Wudi's heart trembled, and he cried out: "Wait a minute!"

"You, you, what you hold in your hand is Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Grade?" Yang Wudi was now full of enthusiasm, his eyes were full of flames, and he fixedly looked at the flower in Tang San's hand.

"Yes."

Almost everyone in the room heard the sound of Yang Wudi swallowing saliva, Yang Wudi's fiery eyes remained unchanged, he looked straight into Tang San's eyes, eager and frustrated, and said: "You won, with this flower, what poison can't you win?" untie."

Tang San then smiled elegantly, completely different from the previous unruly and arrogant: "If senior likes this flower, then I don't mind giving it to senior."

Yang Wudi was taken aback for a moment, then suppressed his joy, and asked in a deep voice, "Then what is your condition?"

"I just want to invite the Broken Clan to join the Tang Sect. I believe the Tang Sect's poison technique will definitely not disappoint you."

Yang Wudi looked at Tang San, then looked at Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Pin reluctantly, sniffed, looked again, really anxious.In the end, Niu Gao couldn't wait any longer: "Hey, old goat, it's a matter of one sentence! Brother, we are all in Tangmen, isn't this just a family! Don't you believe us three old guys?"

The gloominess on Yang Wudi's face was even worse. He really couldn't give up on the delicate fragrance and Qiluo Immortal Grade, or in other words, the Po Zhi Clan couldn't give up.

Throughout the ages, his broken clan has researched many rare prescriptions, but very few of them can be developed.The biggest reason for this is that the Po Zhi Clan cannot avoid the backlash of the poison in the process of making the poison.For this problem, his Po Zhi Clan has also thought of many ways, such as Bailingzhu and anti-drug pills, but they have no effect, and sometimes they will cause all kinds of harm due to the interaction between the poison and the antidote, seeking benefits instead of losses.

Due to the backlash of toxicity, most of the broken people are not used to drugs anymore, so teach Yang Wudi how to endure the stimulation of the fragrance and Qiluo fairy product.

What's more, he also has a younger brother who betrayed the sect. He has bad conduct, but he is a first-class master of poison. To prevent future troubles, Yang Wudi must obtain this fairy product of Youxiang Qiluo anyway.

The three major families have already joined the Tang Sect, and if the Poor Clan sticks to one corner, it will be difficult for them to move forward. Even so, no matter how proud Yang Wudi is, he does not dare to disregard the interests of the Poor Clan.

Yang Wudi looked at the three old buddies who had been friends for decades, and gritted his teeth: "I am a broken clan, join the Tang Sect."