Chapter 1070

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Huh?

When Zhang ye put his hand on Yanbei's head, a pure non attribute mana poured into Yanbei's sea of knowledge, but he found that his mana was running very slowly

How could his meridians be so slender? It should be the meridians of completely useless wood, and it was impossible to cultivate to such a congenital second grade.

"Yanbei, when you were a child, you couldn't eat any natural resources and local treasures?"

Zhang Ye took his hand and asked Yanbei calmly.

"Zhang, no, master, how do you know? I've never told anyone."

Yan Bei looked at Zhang Ye in amazement. Unexpectedly, he broke the biggest secret in his heart. At that time, because of the blockage of the meridians, he was born with no way to practice, and was despised by the whole family, just like when the protagonist in the fantasy novel was waste wood. Later, by chance, he accidentally swallowed a mysterious red fruit and died of fever for three days, scaring his parents.

However, after three days, all his diseases disappeared, and what surprised him even more was that he had mana flow in his meridians, and he broke through the acquired realm, produced mana, and reached the first level of innate quality.

This matter was finally reported to Yan Linglong's father. At that time, the whole Yan Family attached great importance to it. After all, he was born with no pulse and could practice all of a sudden. What a surprise.

However, Yanbei didn't soar to the sky like the protagonist of the fantasy novel. Although he can practice, his cultivation speed is extremely slow. Every time he rises to a higher level, he needs to be ten times slower than the worst one of the yanists.

Later, Yanbei was frustrated. At that time, he also guessed that the mysterious fruit he mistakenly swallowed should be the legendary Zhuguo. Although the fruit helped him to open the meridians, it was only so.

After day after day, Yanbei's frustration is not so good, especially after he was marginalized by Yanjia. On the contrary, he was inspired to fight and began to practice hard.

No one knows how much time and effort it took him to upgrade from the first grade to the second grade.

Because of this, when he heard the news that Zhang Ye was about to be robbed, he had a complex taste in his heart.

"Born with no pulse? Can't be cultivated? After eating Zhuguo, you can barely open the meridians? "

Zhang Ye was stunned by what Yanbei said, but then he burst out laughing:

"ha ha, you have no eyes, you are so angry. My good disciple, you don't know how excellent you are and how to belittle yourself. It's the eyes of the speakers that make you a diamond. Today I will open the door for you to practice. "

What!

I'm confused.

He gawked at Zhang Ye and didn't know what he meant.

How can I be excellent? I don't think my master wants to attack me. He said that on purpose.

He thought so in his heart, but he felt that Zhang Ye's hand was pressed on his chest this time, and then he brushed a little bit of empty painting in the air. A strange half transparent Rune record appeared out of thin air, and was patted on Yanbei's heart by Zhang Ye bang.

"The wizard King's ghosts and gods have retreated, and all the methods have returned to his body. Heaven and earth are shocked. Let me open it!"

Zhang Ye roared loudly, and the violent mana in his palm gushed out in an instant, and poured into Yanbei's heart crazily.

Boom!

Yanbei just felt that his sea of knowledge suddenly exploded, and his blood was boiling. Every cell in his body was shaking in pain, but it was more crazy than the torture of thousands of cuts.

Creak!

Yan Bei is biting his teeth, clenching his fist, and he is holding back the pain that ordinary people can't imagine without saying a word. With Zhang Ye's magic power, Yanbei's body began to change dramatically, and his already strong body became more robust. Yanbei was not very tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, but now his speed was soaring with the naked eye, and in an instant he reached a full height of 1.9 meters.

Sizzling!

At this time, his clothes couldn't bear the soaring of his body, and he was completely burst. If it wasn't for the elastic pants, I'm afraid Yanbei has gone completely.

Half an hour later

Whoo!

Yan Bei took a long breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes. His determined eyes showed endless light. The explosive power in his body made him happy.

He was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He just felt that there was a depression in his chest which had been settled down for many years and had to be released. He yelled instinctively:

"fuck, you, mom!"

Hum!

These three words are like thunder rolling, roaring like a lion, the surrounding windows exploded in a moment, the terrible sound wave almost deafened everyone's eardrum.

Many years of depression was finally roared out by his voice. When he looked at Zhang Ye again, he knelt down and roared sincerely:"Master, Yanbei will follow your steps from today on and lead you to death."

"Ha ha, well, get up. Don't belittle yourself in the future. This is your real strength, but it has never been stimulated before." Zhang Ye said with a smile.

Deng Deng

At this time, a man quickly ran up on the platform, but Yan Dongsheng, who was just a little stumbling, ran to Yan Bei's side, his eyes were not only stunned, but also full of tears.

"The legend is true! The legend is true! God bless my speaker, and my speaker is expected to rise. "

Yan Dongsheng roared with tears. He didn't have the dignity and calmness of being the supreme elder of the Yin nationality, just like a child.

Gudong!

In the eyes of everyone, Yan Dongsheng, a rare old man, knelt down to Zhang Yesheng.

"Lei Huang, I kowtow to you. You saved our Yanjia family. I kowtow to you."

Then, without waiting for others to respond, he kowtowed with a bang, and his forehead was bleeding.

"Elder, this is..."

Yan Bei was a little silly. He helped Yan Dongsheng up and asked with a question mark:

"elder, what's the matter and what legend is true."

Yan Dongsheng looks at Yan Bei at this time, which is quite different from what he used to be. His former dislike is completely gone, and replaced by his deep love.

"Xiaobei, you have suffered in the family for so many years. Don't you hate me."

"I..."

The language of the North has stopped.

If he didn't hate the speaker at all, I'm afraid even he didn't believe it. The suffering he suffered for so many years, the blindness and bullying he suffered, others can't imagine.

"I know that my family has been sorry for you these years. I'm here to solemnly apologize to you on behalf of Yan family. Xiao Bei, but you must remember that anyway, you are all surnamed Yan, the blood and bone of Yan family, you know? "

"I see, elder." The speech North muddle forces of nod.

"Child, it's all my fault. I didn't find out earlier that you are the one in the legend."

Yan Dongsheng eased his excitement for a while, then continued: "don't you want to know what the legend is? Come on, I'll tell you."