When Zhuo Yihang gave him a pain in his face.

He told Lan Li repeatedly, don't forget to return it to him.

Lanley smiled.

This thing was saved by Zhuo Yihang and is one of the pills that cannot be refined by Wudang.

Only the way of heaven can still get it.

Then, when he asked about the "Yunlong Pill Spirit", Zhuo Yihang was "a look of horror".

"No! Don't lend me a loan! I really don't have this thing!"

"Senior Brother, I'm not going to return it... Forget it, you can do it if you don't. You have to tell me somewhere, right?"

"this...."

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhuo Yihang's face.

Seeing this, Lan Li raised her eyebrows: "Is there anything I can't say?"

Zhuo Yihang shook his head:

"To be honest, this Dragon Pill Spirit is not a specialty of my Wudang, but a secret land that the ancestor masters him.

It was just that the last time the secret realm was opened, it happened five years ago.

The current Dragon Pill Spirit has been allocated.

Some uncles and uncles should still have...

As for the next secret realm opening, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for more than a year..."

Lanli: "..."

"You just tell me who has it!"

Rolling his eyes, Lan Li said angrily.

Once this thing enters his stomach, he can spend some merit points to exchange.

Although he has lost his merits at the moment, there are many secret realms on Wudang Mountain. He can find a few simple brushes to get the merits of redeeming the "Yunlong Pill Spirit".

"The sixth and seventh uncles should have reserves, as for the others..."

Zhuo Yihang shook his head.

Seeing this, Lan Li knew it.

It’s not that others don’t have it, but they won’t ‘lent’ to Lanli.

The Dragon Pill Essence is related to one’s own cultivation. Every time you issue it, you can get something once you can get.

Even if you know that you will have a share in the future, who can waste seven years of your investment?

That is, only the "Wudang direct descendants" like Mo Shenggu and Yin Liting can take care of their disciples.

"You really don't have it?"

"I really don't have...my cultivation is not yet time to get these."

"Uh... Brother, what level have you reached for the Pure Yang Wuji Mastery?"

"...Do you think if I practice Pure Yang Wuji Gong, I will lend you the Yin-Yang Mixing Pill?"

When he said this, Zhuo Yihang looked resentful.

His Nine Yang Achievement has reached the ninth level, but there is still a certain gap from the Great Perfection.

The fourth level of Pure Yang Wuji Gong, etc., have to wait for at least three years.

Otherwise, he would not lend Lan Li the Yin-Yang Mixing Pill.

This thing costs a lot...

Lan Li beat him up after hearing this, then she let out a few words and then slipped away.

Um.

After saying goodbye to Zhuo Yihang, he ran directly to Wudang Golden Top.

I plan to go to Qingfeng to catch the autumn wind.

Who would have thought, but was told that Qingfeng had not come back yet.

"None have come back yet?"

"Yes, it's been half a year, and I don't know that this guy Qingfeng has slipped there.

When he left, he asked me to help take care of the crane.

In the past six months, the crane has become much fatter, but I have lost weight by starvation..."

"Well...."

The person who said this was a fat Taoist who was in the Jinding Secret of Wudang.

Well, he is about 1.7 meters tall, but no matter how he looks, he weighs 200 kilograms. He is standing under the wings of two big white cranes.

It looks very inconspicuous on weekdays.

As a result, Lan Li opened the system and saw the purple name!

......

【Several Wounds (Purple)】

......

Seeing this, Lan Li was speechless for a while.

This Wudang Golden Top is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

Any inconspicuous person who pops up randomly is a master at the level of a master.

How many people lived in seclusion on the Golden Summit of Wudang?

It is said that it is three thousand disciples under his sect.

But in fact, the number of disciples who were placed outside was probably only known to the head of Song Yuanqiao.

As for the boss on the Golden Top...

I dare not let my spiritual sense go out.

Lan Li just looked at it with her eyes and found a lot of dark green and purple names.

Three or four hundred people.

Each one is stuck on the verge of breaking through to the master.

Then these masters who are on the verge of grandmasters or are already masters.

On weekdays, I play chess, raise birds, and play cards.

From time to time, I also organize some small activities, small games, etc.

The entire retirement club of elderly cadres!!!

I relax on the Wudang Golden Peak every day. In addition to waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to preach, I will also participate in some secret missions.

This group of people has become disconnected from the things at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

After wandering around with the fat Taoist who was raising a crane for a while, Lan Li had been strolling around Jinding Mountain.

The more I read, the more curious Lan Li became.

It seems that there are very few masters on the Golden Top?

There are only seven or eight people.

It is not proportional to the three or four hundred masters in front of him who are likely to break through at any time.

Thinking of this in his heart, Lan Li asked casually while chatting.

After hearing this, the fat Taoist stared at Lan Li with a smile on his face for a while.

Cai Yu patted his shoulder earnestly and said:

"Little guy, it's a good thing to be talented, but our Wudang is not as simple as you think.

You are still young now.

Some burdens, and the older generations, are also supported by us.

When you reach the age of being someone else’s uncle, you will know what you should know.”

Lanli: "..."

Can we not show off?

After complaining in his heart, Lan Li smiled at the fat Taoist:

"The disciple is just curious about what Uncle Master said.
To be continued...