Chapter 501

Yao'er's eyes are wide and her fist is waving.

At this time, Xiao Qingyu was already recognized as the first strong man of the Chinese people, and also the patron saint of Nanhua city. Countless people worshipped him throughout Nanhua city.

"Don't worry. My Yao son is so powerful that she will definitely be chosen."

Ye dust whispered to comfort, but the light in his eyes was changeable, as if thinking about something.

"Well!"

Yao'er nodded with confidence.

Next, the girl said many interesting stories from her neighbors. Finally, she yawned and fell asleep with the arms of Ye Chen. Even in her sleep, the little girl held on to the leaf dust tightly for fear that he would leave.

Looking at Yao'er's drooling face, ye Chen's eyes become more and more soft.

Because of his character, he should have left Nanhua city or even Nanli islands for a long time, trying to find divine materials and cultivate the last heaven stepping cloud body. But it is because of this little girl, he put off again and again, and he was reluctant to give up the life in front of him.

"Well, after exploring the Chinese, I'll leave."

Ye Chen sighed gently, and his palm, unconsciously, even lit up the light.

In this bright light, a silent dragon song, suddenly hissing. Then, a cloud like shadow, like a dragon, came out of Yao'er's body. As soon as the Dragon shadow appeared, an ancient and boundless pressure suddenly fell on the room. The dragon has clear horns, surrounded by clouds and mist, and its eyes are bright. It is a real dragon species, not a Thunder Dragon like Nanli royal family.

Real dragon blood!

The Chinese people, known as the descendants of the dragon, have some dragon blood in their bodies. According to the law, the Nanli royal family, relying on the blood of a Lei Jiao, can produce a large number of golden elixirs and become the king. The strength of the Chinese should be far above him.

But the fact is that there are not a few coagulation pills among the whole Chinese people, and even none of the golden elixirs. In the period of body cultivation, they are already masters.

But at this time, an invisible chain, but the Dragon shadow, winding tightly, so that it can not break free, can only send out a sad cry. These chains come from the deepest part of Yao'er's blood and are inherited from their ancestors.

"Do you want to tie the fairy rope?"

Looking at these chains, ye Chen's eyes are cold. If there is monk Yuanying in, you will be surprised to find that these chains are very similar to the things on Ye Chen's body.

As long as you step on the road of cultivating immortals, there will be no obstacle before the transformation period, and you will become a young baby in a hundred years. In the future, if there are enough opportunities for martial arts, it will be impossible to combine Taoism with true immortals.

If you let the Holy Land in the universe know, break a star field, you must seize her.

Yao'er is obviously a Chinese, and she is a rare peerless Tianjiao. In front of her, everything Xue mengning yinlingzi is rubbish. Her biological parents, probably frightened by the heavenly vision when the child was born, threw her into the sea.

Fortunately, the girl met Ye Chen

The next day, Yao'er comes back to her residence with her head down.

Looking closely at the girl's dejected appearance, ye Chen knows. This time, she obviously lost the election and was judged to have no talent for cultivating immortals. Just as the little girl's tearful eyes were whirling, ye Chen suddenly opened his mouth slowly and said, "Yao'er, do you want to cultivate immortals?"

"Cultivating immortals?"

Yao'er raises her small head with dim eyes.

For the Chinese, it is undoubtedly the most glorious, glorious and most glorious thing for the Chinese to become an immortal cultivator. For thousands of years, the reason why the Chinese can still stand on the Nanyu islands is that generations of Chinese friars have emerged in large numbers, especially the protection of the goddess Yin Youlian.

Yao'er knew that ye Chen was an immortal. When the water demon attacked, only Ye Chen saved himself. At that time, ye Chen killed all the monsters with a sword spirit. In Yao'er's heart, he was already a man of heaven.

"But brother, I have been confirmed by the elders of the spirit temple that I can't cultivate immortals." Yao'er bowed his head and said sadly.

"They have lost sight. My Yao'er is the most powerful genius in the sky and the earth. How can they not have the talent of cultivation? If you don't believe it, try again

Ye Chen is smiling gently. His hands brush over Yao'er's head, and his crystal clear fingers flick gently, like wiping strings.

"Bang, bang, bang."

There are silent waves in the void. Each of Ye Chen's five fingers is like a peerless magic knife. With infinite magic power, they tie the immortal ropes and cut them off.

One, two, three

At first, it was very relaxed, but later, I lifted my finger like Mount Tai. But ye Chen didn't care at all. His eyes flashed, and the emperor of the sea and the king of the netherworld raised their hands at the same time.

"Click!"

In an instant, all the ropes were broken. Invisible Dragon shadow, from Yao'er's body, flying in the air, silent long chant, happy.

Yao'er is not clear about all this. She sat cross legged and muddleheaded, running the foundation building method handed down by the elders of the spirit temple. This formula is only a few hundred words. It is very simple. Almost everyone of the Chinese people can master it. As long as you have the talent of cultivating immortals, you can quickly build a foundation building Zhongfu.However, in the past ten years, Yao'er has practiced countless times and never felt the legendary sense of Qi. But this time, she suddenly felt different.

Almost according to the formula, there is a faint trace of true Qi beating in the body's Dan Qiao and meridians. With the operation of the martial arts, this wisp of true Qi circulates around the heaven, continuously absorbs the aura from the outside world, and grows stronger and stronger. After a week, it's almost the size of a thumb.

"Is this?"

Yao'er was stunned.

She widened her eyes and couldn't believe it: "have I cultivated my true Qi? I have a talent for cultivating immortals? "

Although Yao'er doesn't believe it, the true Qi in her body tells her that it is true. She clenches her fist and feels the movement of her true Qi. The small pink fist is full of power and can smash stones with one blow.

"Thank you, brother. I'm so happy. Yao'er, like his elder brother and Xiao Qingyu, finally became an immortal, subdued demons and Demons and protected the people.

Yao'er is so excited that she jumps and jumps in the room like a happy kitten. Finally, she pours into Ye Chen's arms and kisses him fiercely.

"I'll tell you the good news!"

Yao'er ran out with joy. Soon, the voice of exclamation and Joy came from the leaders.

Ye Chen smiles. Maybe Ye Chen can't think of a way to curse the blood of the whole Chinese people. But it's not difficult for ye Chen to break the curse of Yao'er alone.

"A unique genius of the true dragon's divine pulse will become a Yuanying in a hundred years. I believe Youlian will be very happy to see her."

His eyes were quiet and he closed them slowly.

……

Yao'er has the talent of cultivating immortals!

The news soon shocked the temple. Because all the practices and classics of the Chinese people exist in the spirit temple. Any Chinese immortal who wants to move on can't get around the temple.

At first, the elders of the temple thought that it was they who looked away.

But when Yao'er entered the initial stage of foundation construction in three days, the middle stage in half a month and the peak in one month. The whole temple was boiling. After breaking free from the shackles, the immortal cultivation talent displayed by the real dragon's divine pulse shocked everyone. Don't say that it's not as good as the Chinese genius, even the Nanli royal family!