Dress up as a male match to cultivate immortals

"I just saved you, and your senior brother." Jiang Yunhan was startled by this turn of events, and finally felt that something was wrong.

Ye Zhengliu squinted his eyes, but sneered: "Oh? Do you think that the three monks in the foundation stage can do nothing to me?" Seeing Jiang Yunhan's body froze, he couldn't help snorting, "Don't talk about me. The advancement is coming to an end. It is when I am the weakest, who among them can take my sword!"

When it comes to the latter, it is a thunderous tongue, and the voice is loud.

"Impossible..." Jiang Yunhan's face was a little confused. Thinking of what Ye Han said that day, he just looked at it with doubts on his face, and saw the young man opposite him snorting coldly, and a cyan sword light came rushing towards him!

Jiang Yunhan hastily sacrificed a folding fan. After the fan was opened, countless rainbow lights descended from the sky, accompanied by dots of light, protecting Jiang Yunhan firmly in it.The sword intent that Ye Zhengliu sent out just now, although very fierce, dissipated before the rainbow light.

"Ye Zishi, how dare you treat me like this!" Jiang Yunhan was a little annoyed seeing that the warm and affectionate attack style was not working.Let the colorful folding fan protect the body, look at Ye Zhengliu with disdain and sarcasm, "You don't even look at your identity, a child raised by a servant, you really think you are so talented !!"

"I really think so." Ye Zhengliu saw that the sword light dissipated, but he was not annoyed.Seeing Huang Zheng behind him, with the help of the wolf-tail spirit grass, his wound is slowly healing.Turning around, he shook his head at Jiang Yunhan and sighed, "Jiang Yunhan is just a rock, and it's time to warm it up these years. Since I was eight years old, I have tried my best to help you open up your meridians and teach you how to use swordsmanship. I am afraid that you will hurt your self-esteem. Wasted cultivation, stagnation." Such a young man is just greedy for that kind of warmth, like a newborn kitten or puppy, whoever treats him well, but he follows him wholeheartedly.

"I just want to marry Han'er, and you're the one who won't let me go!" Jiang Yunhan spoke eloquently, and seeing Ye Zhengliu's eyes turn cold, he screamed, "How can a majestic Qingyu Mansion allow a male favorite to enter the house!"

"Male pet?" If it wasn't for Ye Han's repeated frame-ups in private, which made it difficult for Ye Zi to do everything, how could the boy get angry and want to run away.Although Ye Zishi is a child who lacks love, he is not lacking in brains.However, what shocked Ye Zhengliu at this moment was that Ye Zishi turned out to be a male favorite? ? ?

"You guys, you are so shameless..." Qingyu Mansion clearly used Ye Zishi's name to boost their momentum, but Ye Zhengliu's eyes were really opened by this way of doing things.Seeing that the person in front of him was about to speak, Ye Zhengliu smiled coldly, but touched his chin, "It's a pity I said it, the sky is full of talents. I forgot to tell you, the sword just now..."

"Heh, don't toast or eat fine wine, don't say you have one sword, even ten swords, you have to follow me obediently!" Seeing that time was running out, Jiang Yunhan waved his hands impatiently.But when he stretched out his arm, his face froze, "You! What did you do?"

"It was poisoned at that time." Ye Zhengliu glanced at him with idiot eyes, and saw that the light of the seven-color spiritual fan was getting weaker and weaker, so he stroked his palm happily, "Every time you are hurt by this lingering grass , which time was it not for me to help you?" Jiang Yunhan was born with aloofness, and even Jiang Yue didn't know about the fact that he was allergic to the tangling grass.Looking up at the sky, Ye Zhengliu sighed regretfully, and smiled at Jiang Yunhan whose expression suddenly changed, "According to Jiang Xiaohou's temper, he must have set up a barrier for himself when he entered Tianmu Mountain. You say If you don't go out for a long time, will your father think that this son is getting more and more useless?"

Jiang Yue was very strict with Jiang Yunhan, especially after Ye Zishi became famous, he compared them every day.Jiang Yunhan was originally a small-minded person, so if he lost face in front of Jiang Yue, he would rather justify himself by lying first.

Sure enough, Jiang Yunhan gave Ye Zhengliu a bitter look, and quickly sacrificed a magic weapon.Regardless of the temporary inability to move his half arm, he looked at Ye Zhengliu viciously and then fled away quickly.

It wasn't until the phantom disappeared completely that Ye Zhengliu smiled a little, "Idiot!"

"Junior Brother Ye, that person is gone?" Huang Zheng's wounds have healed to a minimum, and his severed arm has been reattached.Ye Zhengliu glanced in surprise at the Pennisetum slapping him for merit with a young leaf, feeling a little dizzy for a while.

When can a single grass heal a wound.

Seeing Ye Zhengliu's surprised face, Huang Zheng scratched his head in embarrassment, "The juice of this grass is full of aura, and it is actually a holy product for healing. It's a pity that I use it too much." Seeing Ye Zhengliu, he shook his head indifferently , and hurriedly asked, "Can you resist the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment?"

"Of course not." It's a joke, he is only at the sixth level of Qi refining now, and Ye Zishi's cultivation in swordsmanship does not understand him, how can he be an opponent in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Then..." Huang Zheng was a little confused.

"This is not to confuse the enemy!" If Jiang Yunhan knew his situation, he would have tied him away.Seeing Huang Zheng suddenly realized, and approached with bright eyes, Ye Zhengliu was a little proud, "If I want to be that level, I would have killed him long ago." It's not Mr. Ye's style to leave future troubles or something.

Seeing Huang Zheng's covert trembling, showing some signs of staying away from him, Ye Zhengliu suddenly thought of a serious question, "Where's Junior Brother Hua?"

His answer was a slap from Pennisetum.

Ye Zhengliu said that the poor grass must have something to hate.Pennisetum has obviously cultivated spirituality, and it can be heard almost as well when talking to it.What's even more peculiar is that the grass seems to be able to perceive the existence of spiritual power.If it wasn't for the slap in the face just now, it is estimated that it would have been trained in the medicine field early.

Huang Zheng's injury was almost healed, the two of them had just discussed, and found a relatively hidden place, where Ye Zhengliu stabilized his realm, and Huang Zheng went out to find Hua Ling.Thinking of the consciousness that appeared with Hualing that day, Ye Zhengliu was not worried at all.These days, Brother Hua also has a background, okay?Then a backstage caregiver who is distracted or even in the primordial spirit stage, not to mention two golden pills, even if they are bundled together, is also free.

The higher the level, the greater the gap between each level.The monks in the Qi refining stage may be able to rely on martial arts to leapfrog the ranks, but those in the foundation building stage, no matter how powerful they are, cannot resist the blow of Jindan.One golden elixir can support hundreds of foundations.Otherwise, the Pingzhi Sect would not be photographed among the second-ranked sects.

Carefully inspecting his dantian, he saw a faint golden spiritual power huddled together, mixed with a black energy, which looked like a gossip pattern.

This golden spiritual energy is obviously stored by the python pill.Ye Zhengliu also triggered the step-up because he touched the python pill, so thinking of this, Ye Zhengliu flipped his hand and put the obviously dimmed python pill in front of his eyes.It's just that as Ye Zhengliu's internal energy is abundant, the color of the python pill is gradually becoming lighter.

"Could it be that this spiritual python failed to refine this spiritual power?" Otherwise, according to the appearance of this spiritual power, how could the monster be only at the second level.It is even more difficult for monsters to cultivate than humans.People can directly absorb the spiritual energy of the five elements, but monsters need to constantly transform and refine it.If a demon cultivator wants to become an immortal, the first thing he should do is become an adult first.Once transformed into a human form, it means entering the realm of a half-immortal.

Leaving aside the golden spiritual power, Ye Zhengliu glanced at the black mist when he saw it walking steadily along the meridians.Just when he was about to lose his temper, it was this mist that rose into the sky and saved his life.

But what is this blackness?Where did it come from?

Ye Zhengliu, who had been thinking for a long time to no avail, tried for a long time, and was a little disappointed when he saw that the black mist did not respond at all.After running for two big weeks, I just held the Juling Pill in my mouth.He felt a sharp pain on the index finger of his left hand.

There was a force that seemed to strangle his fingers, but accompanied by this huge force, there were bunches of black mist rushing straight to a place not far away.