Chapter 371

"It turns out that Xiaoru is helping you. Well, I'm relieved. Xiaoru is a good girl. Don't let her down. " Wang Guizhi nodded with a smile and said nothing more about it.

Zhang Ye said with a smile: "elder sister, don't worry. Elder sister Ru is my woman. Of course, I can't make her sad."

"Well, I'll leave. I'll send the contract tomorrow. You can sign it then." With a smile, Wang Guizhi stood up and left Weixiang.

After all, she is the president of a large group. She has a lot of things to do every day. It's not easy for her to come to Weixiang to have some delicious food.

After seeing Wang Guizhi off, Zhang Ye returns to Weixiang and begins to ponder.

According to his original estimation, Weixiang in Yuanheng street could last for about a year and a half, so that Geng Le could take the big beam to temper himself, which was very good for him.

But now it seems that he can't. He has only half a month to deal with everything.

It seems that Geng Le has been forced to practice his internal skills.

Zhang ambition in calculation, see Geng Le is still seriously cleaning up the kitchen, can't help but said: "Xiaole, you come here, I have something to say with you."

"Master, what's the matter?"

Geng Le, still holding a rag in his hand, walks to Zhang Ye with a smile.

Zhang Ye considered the language and said seriously: "Xiaole, how are you doing in Weixiang recently?"

Geng le was stunned. He didn't know why Zhang Ye asked this question. He was so flustered that he said, "master, I'm very happy in Weixiang. I can learn a lot from master. Master, you, you're not driving me away, are you

Zhang Ye waved his hand, stopped his words, and continued: "Xiaole, since you call me master, I will tell you something that others don't know today, and you are not allowed to tell a third person."

Geng Le's expression suddenly became dignified, nodded and did not speak.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything to him directly. Instead, he took a porcelain bowl, put half a bowl of water on his palm, and began to heat it with his internal power.

Not long after, the water in the porcelain bowl was gradually emitting heat in Geng Le's confused eyes, and it didn't even boil for a minute.

This

Geng le was startled and looked at Zhang Ye in surprise: "master, is this a magic trick?"

With a faint smile, Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "no, it's martial arts. I just used my internal power to heat the bowl and boil the water. Xiaole, as my apprentice, you will inherit my skills in the future. I hope you can learn this skill, too. I don't know if you want to. "

"Ah? Can I, can I, too? Master, I will. No matter how hard it is, I will Geng le was suddenly excited.

This is the cultivation in legend. Before, I only saw it in novels and movies, but I didn't expect that there was such a existence in reality, and he was so close to himself that even he could learn.

Seeing the expectation and excitement in Geng Le's eyes, Zhang Ye nodded with satisfaction, but his expression became more and more severe, and said: "Xiaole, I hope you remember that I passed you the skill today to make you better at cooking, not to fight bravely. If one day I find that you have done something bad with your martial arts, don't blame me for being cruel. I can pass it on to you now, and I can take it back in the future. "

Geng Le is so excited now that he can learn martial arts, which he never dreamed of. Let alone Zhang Ye just warned him not to be brave. Even if he was asked to do other things, Geng Le would agree immediately.

"Master, I remember that I will never do anything against master in the future." Geng Le kneels down in front of Zhang Ye and kowtows solemnly.

Zhang Ye received his disciple's big gift, helped him up and said with a smile, "OK, from today on, you can follow me to learn how to practice. I have a piece of skill here. You should try to practice it first."

As he said this, his index finger gently touched Geng Le's eyebrows, and a few wisps of mental energy wrapped in a piece of skill poured into Geng Le's mind. In a flash, he learned this piece of skill.

Geng Le closed his eyes and savored the memory for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the eyes were full of excitement.

"Master, I can. I've learned martial arts."

"Well, you should try it right now, and I'll protect it for you."

"Thank you, master."

Geng Le nodded excitedly. He didn't think it was the kitchen. He sat on the ground with his knees crossed. He started to use the skills that Zhang Ye passed on to him. He soon felt the sense of Qi and began to practice step by step.

This skill was found by Zhang Ye in the inheritance of master liantian. It's called Mingyan Jue. It's a skill specially prepared by master liantian for his disciples. Now it's cheaper for Zhang Ye's disciples.

Seeing that Geng Le's breathing became slower and slower, but with a faint rhythm between the ups and downs of his chest, he knew that he had stepped into the cultivation.Zhang Ye also sat cross knee in front of Geng Le, closed his eyes, five hearts to the sky, a wisp of mental strength poured out from his eyebrows, and gradually formed a standing eye totem.

In a flash!

Geng Le's condition in his body was clearly seen by Zhang Ye, and his heart was secretly surprised.

His apprentice is really a genius in cultivation. In addition, he used to refine pills and wash marrow for him before. Today's cultivation speed is almost rapid, and the internal power generated is almost unimpeded in the spacious meridians.

One week, two weeks

After more than 70 minutes, Geng Le had been running for 30 weeks, and Zhang Ye was amazed at his speed, which was something he had never done.

Pop!

A clear sound rang out in their consciousness. Geng Le's body trembled slightly. Unexpectedly, he broke through to the first product the day after tomorrow. All his internal power slowly flowed into Dantian, where he was quiet.

Geng Le opened his eyes slowly, and his eyes were full of surprise. When he was practicing just now, his consciousness was extremely sharp. The warm heat in his body kept spinning, and his strength was gradually rising.

This wonderful feeling was clearly felt by him. It turned out that this was the feeling of cultivation. It was so comfortable.

"Master, I can't repay you for your kindness."

Geng Le is excited and kneels in front of Zhang Ye, holding the ground with both hands and kowtowing to him.

But this time, Zhang Ye didn't let him put it down. Instead, he said with a smile: "OK, our teachers and disciples don't have such rules. In the future, the kneeling ceremony will be over. I always feel like a dead man kneeling."

"Well."

Geng Le didn't know what to say.