Chapter 41

Jane chenxue is curious. Her clear pupil is as bright as a pearl. She looks forward to looking at ye QingHan and wants to get the answer.

Ye QingHan smiled, looked at the refining furnace and said softly, "I don't know the level of the refining furnace for the time being. If it is more than five grades, it should be able to create five grades and seven feet heavy crazy soldiers. If it is four grades, I have to waste materials and reduce the level."

Four grades and five grades are a leapfrog level. The four grades are collectively referred to as spirit soldiers, but the five grades can be called War soldiers. When it comes to six grades, it is called Zunqi, seven grades are immortal treasures, eight grades are supreme treasures, and nine grades are called emperor soldiers!

"You are the blood burning realm. How can you make a five grade war soldier?" Jane chenxue asked in surprise.

"Because I am ye QingHan." ye QingHan said calmly, but his voice is full of arrogance. Just because he is ye QingHan, he can do everything!

Jane chenxue was stunned on the spot. Jade finger was holding his robe and wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to speak.

"I destroyed your jade daughter's son and mother sword. I will compensate you for two jade daughter's son and mother swords with more than four grades in three days." ye QingHan said hoarsely.

Jian chenxue's eyes are full of fine light. The son and mother swords with more than four grades are invaluable. There are only a few four grade spirit soldiers in the whole Qingyang King's country. Ye QingHan says to send them. Is it really a local tyrant?

"Really?" Jane chenxue asked excitedly.

"Of course, I'll give you a few words after taking care of you for two months. Your jade lady sword is too slow and weak for you to practice. If I were you, I should break my wrist and give up as soon as possible." ye QingHan reminded me in a low voice.

"Ah? The jade lady sword technique is the only second-class sword technique in my jade lady peak. What can I practice without practicing the jade lady sword technique?" Jane chenxue asked in silence.

Ye QingHan had a cluster between his eyebrows. Then he remembered that Tianjian sect was just a Jiuliu sect. The whole owl meteorite was at most the same as the next affiliated fourth class force of Ye family, and had no advanced martial arts.

In terms of martial arts, ye QingHan knows more about the sea than any of the five noble families in the Sutra Pavilion. It is the martial arts obtained by fighting and cutting for many years. Regardless of the level, it has been collected by him. It is enough to see it once with his unforgettable ability.

Ye QingHan is silent for a long time. He knows the sea and searches in his memory to find a sword technique suitable for Jian chenxue.

"Brother Qingyu's' bone sword technique '! His sword technique is fierce, domineering and invincible. Now I don't know whether he has had an accident. Maybe he can take his apprentice for him. Jian chenxue has good qualifications and good mind. She is a piece of jade waiting to be carved. Bone sword technique may shine in her hands." ye QingHan thought with low eyes, but didn't say it immediately, because he has suffered betrayal, Don't want to be betrayed again.

Jane chenxue looked at the silent ye QingHan, didn't say much, and looked forward to it like a little girl waiting for a lollipop of strange corn.

"If you don't have enough strength, you can practice it. If you have enough speed, I'll teach you a set of three-level footwork, called misty flying immortal. When you practice to the peak, you can reach the peak of the bitter sea. With your jade girl sword technique, you can exert good strength." ye QingHan didn't pass the bone sword to Jian chenxue after all, but he was not stingy. His fingertips were pressed between Jian chenxue's forehead, He passed on to her all the footwork and practice experience of knowing the ethereal flying immortal in the sea.

Jian chenxue felt those memories. She looked at ye QingHan as if she were looking at a God. There was a touch of emotion and awe in her eyes. The third grade, the strongest martial arts of the whole Tianjian sect, was just like this. Moreover, according to the quality, the ethereal flying immortal was far better than the "seven swords chasing the immortal".

"Thanks... Thanks!" Jane chenxue was so excited that she didn't know where to put her hands. She looked very cute.

"Go out." ye QingHan finished everything without any emotional fluctuation. Other men looked at Jane chenxue. In such a place, his heart had already begun to ripple.

Jian chenxue looks at ye QingHan like an old monk who has gone through many vicissitudes. He doesn't have any evil thoughts in his eyes. He doesn't look like a 17-year-old boy at all. A burst of strange ideas burst out of his heart. Then his face turns red and runs out of the refining room with a plate in his arms.

After a sleepless night, ye QingHan used Zhenyuan pill and burning blood pill to calcine materials desperately, and his strength obviously increased a lot. Zhenyuan in the air sea changed from a trickle to an ocean river, surging.

The next morning, on the broken sword peak, the parrot looked at a jar of purple wine and was salivating. The whole other courtyard was full of purple light and Fairy Spirit.

"Tut tut...... the master promised to give old man Qin Zhengna ten jars and five jars. I have to have one jar anyway." the parrot stood on the purple light wine, licking its wings, trying to tear open one jar to have fun, but he was afraid that ye QingHan would trouble it.

"Find the little master. I'll share a jar with her. Hey, the master loves his sister so much that he won't get angry." the parrot made up his mind and rushed out of the other yard immediately.

In the martial arts arena, ye Mengxi wears a robe and looks like a little angel coming out of the painting. He practices Qiji Dao Tianyuan skill. His movements move like clouds and flowing water. There is no real yuan fluctuation. It is like an ordinary routine, but it virtually affects the "potential", which makes people feel surprised.

Tianjianzong has never had such a big child. Coupled with her incomparable loveliness, she attracted countless people to watch.

"Hi, little sister, what Kung Fu are you fighting?" a young disciple took the initiative to chat up.

"Hum, I won't tell you." Ye Mengxi snorted and began to use Zhenyuan gradually. His pace was as fast as lightning, shaped like a hidden dragon swimming in the sky, and his potential was as powerful as thunder and lightning.

Whew, whew, whew——

Ye Mengxi didn't break through the blood burning environment, but Zhenyuan swam outside the body, which was very obvious and stunned the people.

"It's really a wonderful pair. Elder martial brother Ye is so cruel. I didn't expect that this five-year-old sister is so terrible. I don't know how powerful she is?"

Everyone talked and stared curiously at the little spot in the center of the martial arts field.

"Don't you know if you go up and try?"

"Shit, if you hurt her, elder martial brother ye will definitely tear me up!"

Several young disciples whispered.

"Jidao air breaking type!"

Whew——

Ye Mengxi touched the ground on his toes and looked like a dragonfly. He turned into a flash of lightning and punched out. Zhenyuan poured out. He broke through the sky ten meters away and dissipated invisibly without causing any damage.

"Hahaha..."

Everyone laughed and looked at Ye Mengxi's momentum. They thought it would collapse. It turned out that there was little thunder and heavy rain.

Ye Mengxi ignored them and continued to practice. The real yuan in his body was slowly expanding. Although it was very slow, it had an effect.

They didn't understand. From the beginning, their laughter turned into wild laughter and ridicule, which made Ye Mengxi stop and glare at them.

"Hum, a group of frogs at the bottom of the well annoyed me. You have to fight all over the ground to find your teeth." Ye Mengxi was dissatisfied and turned away with a Jiao hum.

At this moment, the parrot flattered and appeared on Ye Mengxi's shoulder. His wings covered her ears and muttered a few words. Ye Mengxi's eyes lit up and rushed to the broken sword peak.

Broken sword peak, ye QingHan's other courtyard, ye Mengxi looked at a jar of purple light wine, exuded a strong aura, wiped his small mouth, held a jar and ran away.

"Hey! Little master, don't run! We're half a person!" the parrot shouted quickly.

"I won't share it with you! Take a jar yourself." Ye Mengxi said seriously, holding purple light wine like a treasure.

"I'm afraid the master will turn his face. It's too much to take two jars at a time. One jar is good. We can't drink half. Anyway, you can't drink much. Did you forget last time? A bowl of wine fell to the ground." the parrot said wrongly.

"Anyway, I won't share with you!" Ye Mengxi stubbornly refused the parrot's proposal.

Parrot: "..."

"This little liar! He just promised to share with me, and now he repents! But it doesn't matter. You can't drink more than two bowls and fall to the ground, and the rest is mine." the parrot thought secretly and said solemnly to Ye Mengxi, "well, we have one jar each!"

Ye Mengxi ran to his room with the wine jar, closed the doors and windows, opened the wine jar, smelled the smell of wine, and looked intoxicated. It was very lovely.

The parrot crept to the eaves and quietly waited for ye Mengxi to get drunk.

Sure enough, ye Mengxi couldn't drink at all. After drinking a few mouthfuls, the alcohol rushed to his forehead and didn't insist on three breaths. Ye Mengxi fell into bed and slept.

The parrot climbed in from the window and took a deep breath into the wine jar. A large amount of spirit wine was swallowed by it, and the remaining half of the jar was full of water.

"Can't be found by her..." the parrot smiled, got half a jar of ordinary turbid wine from the outside and poured it all in.

The next day, ye Mengxi woke up and felt that the real yuan in his body had increased a lot. After another sip of wine, he spit it out directly.

"Bah! Hiss..."

Ye Mengxi was stunned. He kept spitting out his little tongue, looked at the wine jar and scratched his head. "Why does it taste wrong? It's so hard to drink!"

Just then, the parrot came in pretending to be a good man and asked flatteringly, "little master, let me have a drink."

"Broken bird! Did you change the purple wine?" Ye Mengxi was very clever and asked directly.

"Absolutely nothing! I swear by my personality!" said the parrot.

"Do you have personality?" Ye Mengxi questioned. Looking at the turbid wine jar, where is the appearance of purple light wine? What else can it be if it is not transferred.

"The bird of God has no worse personality than the bird! I can only rob, not steal!" said the parrot angrily.

"What's the matter with this purple wine?" Ye Mengxi still didn't believe it and asked angrily with his small mouth.

"Did you not seal the wine jar after you got drunk yesterday, and let all your aura run away, leaving only alcohol and water?" the parrot warned with kindness.

Ye Mengxi grabbed his little head and was stunned by the parrot. He pretended to understand suddenly.

"No wonder it tastes strange. I'll give you the rest. I don't want it!" Ye Mengxi 'generously' threw the wine jar aside and came to the martial arts arena again, but found that there were a large number of people in the martial arts arena.

"The elite competition has started to sign up! It's said that there are many rewards in this competition. Let's try. Maybe we can get into the top 20!"

"Don't dream. All the young disciples of the eight main peaks participated in the competition this year. There are those screams in the blood burning environment. It's not our business. It's OK to see the excitement."

Several disciples passed by Ye Mengxi and whispered.

"Hey, hey, this year's broken Jianfeng has seen a good play. Ye QingHan closes the door to refine his weapon. When he comes out, the registration is over. No one will participate in the broken Jianfeng again. This year will be dissolved, ha ha..."