Chapter 49 Don't be afraid, brother, it's just a burn

At Nanshan Feipu Tower, Jiang Yi entertained his friends from the Southern Region, actually there were only Pang Tianyun and Meng Laocai.

"That's awesome! It's the kind of drunken dream. The river map of your Three Saints Sect is too bland. It's a pity that every time the wind blows, I can't get many jars." Meng Laocai is still the same. He likes what's in the cup the most. He likes to take a sip whenever he has time. Listening to him brag, that kind of floating feeling is more conducive to realizing the power of heaven and earth.

"Hmph, bland? I always see you drink less every time!" Pang Tianyun scolded with a smile.

Every region has famous wines, the most famous of which are the ten major products produced by the sect, such as Zui Liuxia from Zunwang Mountain, Jiangshutu from Sansheng Sect, and Zui Shengmeng Si from Mengshen Sect. Although these things are inconspicuous, they can earn a large amount of blood and qi pills for the sect every year.

"Hey, I didn't drink before, but then I got to know you, so I can't have too high expectations when I drink for free."

"That's easy. I'll have someone prepare a batch for you to take with you when you leave." Jiang Yi didn't have any particular fondness for wine. He preferred tea.

The craftsmanship of these famous wines is very complicated. In addition to the rich taste, they can also strengthen muscles and bones. The warriors of Chongming Realm like wine, but most of them are not just to satisfy their appetite. For top-level wines like Zui Sheng Meng Si, the Dream God Sect does not produce much in a year.

It's just that it smells good from a distance but stinks up close. For example, Meng Pingkang likes the Zui Liuxia from Zunwang Mountain.

"Then I won't be polite!"

After three rounds of drinks, Pang Tianyun thought of another junior brother in the sect who also survived the Jueshui catastrophe like him. Unfortunately, there was something wrong with his state of mind, his will was shaken, and his martial arts spirit began to decline. After seclusion proved futile, he had to go to the battlefield in order to consolidate his realm, and died not long after.

"Alas, there are fewer and fewer people I know, and I don't know if we will have the chance to get together again in the future."

Jiang Yi also thought of Pei Hongyu. This senior sister has been in seclusion since she returned to the mountain. She also went down the mountain a year ago. It is unknown whether she can come back alive.

For a warrior, a wavering will is extremely scary. In mild cases, its martial spirit will be affected, and in severe cases, its realm will regress.

“Oh, you Pang Tianyun also have moments of sadness. Isn't it the job of a warrior to step on corpses to move forward? Those of enemies, friends, fellow disciples, relatives, and in the end, maybe your own.” Meng Laocai is more free and easy than Pang Tianyun who was born in Lingzhou. Under the suppression of the enemies, it is already difficult for a first-rate sect.

"I just don't want to find a place to collect your body."

"How many warriors can find their bodies intact after they die? If I die first, you can just help me drink a jar of Jiangshuitu."

Pang Tianyun glanced at Meng Laocai and said softly, "It's a deal!"

"Okay, keep drinking, and then we'll go to Beishan Deer Park. The blood deer there are very delicious." Jiang Yi raised the wine glass in his hand. In this world, life and death are common things. Even if you stand at the top of the world, you may not be able to control your own destiny.

Just when the three of them once again brought the topic back to Wei Chengming on the second-grade arena, a man filled with deathly aura broke into their private room and his eyes fell on Jiang Yi.

"Are you Jiang Yi?"

"Yes! Who are you?" Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy in front of him, who looked like he had just crawled out of a grave, wanted to destroy his place?

"You killed my little brother in Fengdusai!"

After hearing this, Jiang Yi immediately reacted. When the assassination attempt happened in Fengdusai, half of the main street was affected. Several people were indeed injured by mistake, but he didn't know that some of them were disciples of the Mingshen Sect. Afterwards, it was Elder Tong who was in charge of Fengdusai to deal with the situation. He didn't expect that he would be found at his door.

The person from the Underworld Sect that Meng Pingkang mentioned before who had been looking for him must be this person.

"Are you Wu Songwen?" Jiang Yi never expected that this would happen. The ending was not completely concluded.

"Didn't Ruyimen and Mengshenzong both compensate for the Fengdusai incident?" Meng Laocai knew the most about this matter. After all, after the Jueshui catastrophe, the assassination was investigated again.

"He's my biological brother from the same father and mother. Is compensation enough?" Wu Songwen was affected by the martial spirit of [Death Zone], and there was no change in expression on his face, and there was no fluctuation in the tone of his voice.

"Then what do you want? Challenge me to a duel?" Jiang Yi didn't want to make any more useless explanations. He was the one who killed the person. If the other party wanted to get to the bottom of it, no matter how much he said, it would be useless.

"Hand over the murder weapon, and this matter ends here!"

The murder weapon? Isn't that the Heaven-reaching Divine Fire Pillar?

This is not brotherly love at all, this is blackmail!

"The elders of the three sects have already come to a conclusion on this matter. If you are not satisfied, I will give you a chance to settle your grudge. There is still an empty arena in the Nine Star Martial Arts Arena. Even if you kill me, the Mengshen Sect will not make things difficult for you." Jiang Yi said coldly.

Moral blackmail is useless to him. He was the one who killed the person, he admitted it, and he paid the compensation. If you are still not satisfied, then you can seek revenge on him, and he will take it.

"You killed someone, and I didn't ask you to pay with your life because of Palace Master Jiang. Isn't it wrong to ask you to hand over the murder weapon as a sacrifice to my brother?"

Singled out?

What a joke! After Jiang Yi became famous in Jueshui City, no one regarded him as a first-class person anymore.

"Bullshit! Martial artists' grudges have always been settled with fists. When did the Dark God Sect produce someone like you who disgusts people with his mouth? You are a disgrace to all the disciples who come here to visit!" Pang Tianyun smashed the wine glass directly in front of Wu Songwen's feet, and the fragments flew everywhere.

"I have said all that needs to be said. Now please go out and don't disturb our mood for drinking, otherwise I don't mind throwing you out." Jiang Yi waved his hand. He felt that it would be a waste of saliva to say any more words about such childish means.

"I'll come to see you again!" Wu Songwen stared at Jiang Yi for a moment with his eyes like a dead fish, then turned and left.

"Heh, is this guy here to make people laugh, or has his brain rotted?" Meng Laocai shook his head sarcastically. No one likes this group of dead guys, but this group of people is very strong.

"Anyway, the people of the Dark God Sect are not normal. They usually search for the bodies of powerful people everywhere. Yuzhou is also unusually closed, and no one wants to bother with them unless there is nothing wrong."

The Mingshen Sect is the largest corpse buyer in the Chongming Realm. They don't want the corpses of ordinary people, but those of warriors, wild beasts, sword cultivators, and soul beasts. The stronger the corpse was when it was alive, the higher the quality of the death energy it can provide to them, and the better the effect of assisting their practice in the [Dead Zone].

"Forget it, let's not talk about him. I do have a good idea. Do you two brothers want to try it?" Thinking of Wei Chengming's powerful body and the monkey that was burned in Laojun's Bagua furnace, Jiang Yi suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

"What idea?" Pang Tianyun and Meng Laocai immediately became interested. They came here to seek treasures, and it would be better if Jiang Yi could tailor one for them.

“Talking as we walk!”

Jiang Yi took the two of them to his bamboo courtyard and briefly told them his thoughts on the way.

"Junior Brother Jiang, I don't think this is reliable!" Meng Laocai looked like he was about to cry. He felt that Jiang Yi was drunk, definitely drunk, otherwise how could someone come up with such a suicidal idea.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Meng. I know what I'm doing. You won't be burned to death. At most you'll suffer a little. But what if you succeed?" The more Jiang Yi thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Even if he couldn't burn himself into flaming eyes and golden pupils, it should be no problem to strengthen his body. After all, the law of fire also contains rebirth after destruction.

"How about you come? You have the [Haoyue] martial spirit protecting you, so there will be no problem." Meng Laocai was scared. He felt that his small body was not good enough, and Pang Tianyun was more suitable as a test subject.

"Junior Brother Jiang said that using martial arts to resist forcibly is not a good idea. This job that tests your luck is more suitable for you. Maybe your [Good Luck] can be further improved because of it. Don't be afraid, you won't die!" At times like this, teammates are there to be sold out. In order not to be the first to go up, Pang Tianyun kept cheering up Meng Laocai.

"No hurry, let me modify the stove first."

Jiang Yi only had a half-finished refining furnace in his hand. Since he was going to use it to "refine people", it would definitely have to be modified significantly.

He used this mission to plunder a lot of materials from the Bailian Palace treasury and temporarily embezzled them. Jiang Yi's refining skills were becoming more and more sophisticated. He could easily refine, shape, and arrange the array patterns of various materials. As his understanding of the law of fire deepened, his use of fire became more and more superb.

Seeing that Jiang Yi did not hide the fact that they had already started refining the equipment, Meng Laocai did not turn around and run. All those things before were just jokes. The daily routine of a warrior is to train to death if they can't die. As long as they are sure that they will not die, that's enough!
"Do you feel that it is much more comfortable staying here with Junior Brother Jiang than outside?" Meng Laocai looked around the small courtyard in the bamboo forest. It looked simple on the outside, but it was extraordinary inside.

"Indeed, I felt a lot more relaxed as soon as I came in. It was a wonderful feeling."

The two didn't know how long Jiang Yi would take to prepare, nor could they just leave. They couldn't enter the bamboo house without an invitation. They could only wait quietly and watch the refining process which they could not understand at all.

(End of this chapter)