The First Saint of Dan Dao

"Don't be surprised, and don't try to circulate your Qi. The fire poison has been resolved, of course, not in the way you thought.

"You've changed your clothes, but my maid helped you change them. I'll make you some pills in a few days so you can recover your strength." A gentle voice came, and Zi Yun looked up and saw the young man she had seen before.

"How did you help me detoxify?" Zi Yun didn't trust Tang Yan and asked coldly.

"Why should I tell you? You just need to remember that you have not been violated. If you don't believe me, you can feel it yourself." Tang Yan shrugged and continued:

"I know you want to say that you will kill me if I don't tell you, but you can't use your true energy in your Dantian right now, so you can't beat me. Of course, don't threaten me with death, I won't fall for that."

Hearing Tang Yan's shameless words, Zi Yun couldn't help but be extremely angry, but she really didn't seem to feel uncomfortable, and her heart was slightly relieved. She glared at Tang Yan and said, "I don't think you dare. If I find out what you did to me in the future, I will not forgive you."

Hearing Zi Yun's words, Tang Yan said dissatisfiedly: "First, I saved you. If you don't believe me, you can commit suicide. Second, don't threaten me. If you make me unhappy, I will drive you out of my house. You are so beautiful and powerless. If you are violated by some ruffian, don't blame me."

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Zi Yun's face puffed up with anger, but she was tactful enough to shut her mouth and just cursed Tang Yan a thousand times in her heart.

Seeing that Zi Yun stopped talking, Tang Yan said, "Stay at the Tang family for a few days until your strength recovers. It's up to you whether to leave or stay. I'm going to practice martial arts now."

After saying that, Tang Yan left the room.

Looking at his back, Ziyun was alone in the room in a daze. Could it be that in this world, there really is a Liu Xiahui who can remain calm even when a woman sits on his lap?

……

Mr. Tang has been smiling a lot more recently.

His son had been missing for many years, his grandson had never been successful, and the lack of successors for the Tang family had become a major concern for Tang Ling.

Later, Tang Yan's Dantian was destroyed, which made Mr. Tang give up all his thoughts. He just wanted to use all his strength to protect his grandson for the rest of his life.

Now, Tang Yan was lucky enough to worship a mysterious master. Not only did his Dantian recover, but his strength also reached the eighth level of the Yuan Stage. This instantly gave Mr. Tang hope for the future.

Mr. Tang felt like he was decades younger. He would trim the bonsai trees that he hadn't taken care of for many years every day.

"Master, Master!" Just when Mr. Tang was fiddling with a pot of orchid in the study, Mo Bo rushed in hurriedly.

Mr. Tang knew his old friend's temper very well. Unless he encountered a particularly urgent matter, his old friend would never be so rash.

"Brother Mo, don't get excited, don't get excited. What happened? Did that kid Tang Yan get into trouble again?"

"No, no!" Mo Bo was extremely excited at this moment, his old face was filled with excitement: "Young Master is not causing trouble, he is doing meritorious service!"

"Achieve merit? What merit?" Hearing that he was not in trouble, Mr. Tang felt relieved and asked hurriedly.

"The last time the young master reprimanded the guards in the martial arts arena, he urged these guards to train. Do you still remember this?" Mo Bo asked mysteriously.

"Don't keep us in suspense. What happened to those guards?" Mr. Tang urged.

"A total of one hundred and twenty guards, just today, all of them broke through their original realm and entered the first level of the yellow rank!" Mo Bo shouted.

“Oh, it’s not a big deal. Isn’t it normal to advance? Improve the treatment of the person who advances and give him some encouragement.” Old Master Tang waved his hands impatiently. Suddenly, Old Master Tang reacted and his whole body stiffened.

Then he grabbed Mo Bo and shouted, "What did you just say? One hundred and twenty guards, all of them are first-grade yellow rank? Is this true?"

"Hehe, master, don't get excited, don't get excited, take your time to talk. I also heard it from that kid Yan Jun, and I ran here to report it in a hurry. Who knows whether it is true or not." After being manipulated by Tang Ling for a long time, Mo Bo felt that his old bones were about to be broken.

"Come on, stop talking, and go to the martial arts arena!" Old Master Tang grabbed his old friend's hand and hurried out.

Yan Jun was a very upright man, and he had never been vague about important matters. Old Master Tang did not believe that he would use this to trick him, and he had already believed it in his heart. However, all 120 guards had entered the Yellow Rank, and Old Master Tang had never dared to imagine such a grand occasion.

The two old men hurried to the martial arts arena, and before they entered, they felt the condensed momentum inside. Tang Ling and Mo Bo looked at each other in surprise. Both of them had already stepped into the Xuan level, and they could feel the changes in the momentum outside very clearly. Aren’t many of the auras inside the arena the momentum of the Huang level?

Restraining his surprise, Tang Ling took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the martial arts arena.

"I've met the master!"

"Meet Mober!"

Seeing the two old men enter, the guards saluted in unison.

Tang Ling smiled and nodded to everyone, then asked loudly, "I heard that everyone's strength has improved?"

"In reply to the master, all 120 soldiers of the Tang family have entered the first rank of Yellow Rank!" Mo Yanjun ran over at this moment, his expression somewhat excited, turned his head and shouted: "Line up!"

"Swish!" Soon, one hundred and twenty people stood in the open space with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, in unison and with full momentum.

"Listen to my command and perform a set of Tang Family Fist!" Mo Yanjun shouted, "Ready! Start!"

"Roar! Ha! Ha!" As Mo Yanjun issued the order, all the Tang family soldiers quickly performed the Tang family fist. One hundred and twenty yellow-level warriors gathered their energy and performed martial arts at the same time. The strong wind filled the air and the scene was shocking.

Old Master Tang was already dumbfounded, looking at them one by one. This one is a yellow rank, this one is also a yellow rank, and this one is also a yellow rank. Yellow rank! Yellow rank... all of them are yellow rank!

After Mr. Tang carefully looked at all 120 soldiers of the Tang family, his eyes were already dull, as if he was in a dream.

Mo Bo was not much better off. Listening to Mo Yanjun's report in the morning was one thing, but when he saw the 120 yellow-level warriors with his own eyes, the shock in his heart was equally indescribable.

"Not bad! Not bad!" Old Master Tang praised several times in succession. After all, he was a man who had experienced great storms. He suppressed the ecstasy and shock in his heart. Tang Ling called Mo Yanjun over and asked quietly: "Yanjun, how did these guards improve their strength?"

Mr. Tang was able to break into the four major families in Yuncheng, so he is certainly not a fool. It is against common sense that all of these more than one hundred people entered the yellow level in just one night. He must have encountered other opportunities.

"Yanjun, tell us what happened quickly." Mo Bo also asked.