"Tell me, how did you fool my grandpa?"

Outside the thatched cottage, under the cherry blossom tree, behind Wu Chen, Hua Yuner asked with her arms in her arms and a cold face.

Wu Chen turned around, and the evening breeze blew his long hair on his temples, slightly raised. Looking at Hua Yuner, who stood tall but was cold as frosty, he grinned and showed a row of big white teeth, "There is no such thing as fooling, I am just a good match with my brother. By the way, Yun's nephew, the sky is almost dark, why don't you go to rest?"

"Bah, who is your granddaughter?" Hua Yun'er was angry. This guy really regarded himself as an elder, and he was extremely shameless.

"Of course it's you. Look at your grandfather and I are brothers. Ahem, his granddaughter is of course my granddaughter."

Hua Yun'er stared at her big eyes, stepped forward and stepped on Wu Chen's feet angrily, and turned around and left.

Wu Chen stood alone outside the yard. Perhaps because of his physical condition, Hua Yuner stepped on her feet. He didn't feel anything, painless and itchy. He shook his head and sighed, this granddaughter is not good!

Wu Chen came to the small stone bench in the fence courtyard, sat down and closed his eyes, recalled the scenes of the Soul Heaven Pinning Technique, took a deep breath, and imitated his hands. The spiritual power in his body flowed through different acupoints, and finally condensed into the hands.

Feeling the loss of spiritual power in his body, Wu Chen quickly stopped pinching his fingers, his face full of excitement, "It's really feasible."

"In the battle of Linlang County, I only opened up eighteen meridians. With that roar, I could kill the peak spiritual monk." Wu Chen recalled that scene, "Maybe I created the Spirit Skill? No, no, I felt that I had not used my spiritual power at all, and the power was so powerful."

Wu Chen shook his head gently and thought for a while, "Did I accidentally create the magic art?" This guess made Wu Chen excited and quickly ran out of the courtyard. After a while, he came to the top of the back of the small hill.

Standing on the top of the mountain, watching half of the sunset sneak into the mountains in the sky. Wu Chen took a deep breath and came to the only cherry blossom tree on the top of the mountain, recalling his own feelings when the battle in Linlang City.

The rustling evening breeze blew down the cherry blossoms and fell on Wu Chen's shoulders. Time passed little by little, but Wu Chen still did not enter the same state as before, as if the door had been closed and could no longer be opened.

"Hey, why can't you enter that state?" Wu Chen opened his eyes and looked at the sky. The bright moon had slowly risen. He rubbed his face and said lightly, "Forget it, let's take a look at the spiritual technique of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting against Soul Heaven first. It seems to be a defense system, but with the attack of Soul Old Man, Haha, I'm invincible with one attack and one defense!"

Wu Chen smirked foolishly, imitating the old woman's pinching technique. After a while, the spiritual power rushed, and Wu Chen roared lightly, "The Xuan-level Spiritual Art, Water Realm."

A water curtain slowly emerged in front of him, and then a few seconds later, shattered. Wu Chen crawled on the ground and breathed in big mouthfuls of air.

"This, this Xuan-level spiritual technique is too consuming, and I can't control it well now. It seems that I have to practice more."

On the way here, Hu Zuoer had already told Wu Chen some common sense of cultivation, and Wu Chen was no longer as ignorant as before. He got up and sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath for a moment, and thought, "The white soul of the man in black that day was very similar to mine. It seems that I was struck by lightning in the battle of Linlang County... Bah, being bombarded by the heavenly tribulation, but my soul has transformed."

Wu Chen thought, as if he was full of treasures, but his strength was too weak.

The body condensed by hundreds of wolves is especially condensed by several wolves who have eaten the body of immortals. The transformed pale soul, the mysterious spiritual artifact and the burning flame, and the mysterious ancient blue leaves and the seven-colored red shore flowers that cannot be found in the soul.

"Tsk tsk, I'm a rich man!" Wu Chen was shocked. If these things were known to people, he would be afraid that he would be chased all over the streets. Then he smirked and turned from a poor man to a treasure pot.

Wu Chen looked up at the sky, his eyes were extremely lonely, like a peerless master, invincible in the world, "Oh, loneliness, Baoduo is also a trouble!"

"It's better to improve your strength first, otherwise you don't even have the ability to protect yourself. How to protect the people around you?" After narcissism for a moment, he closed his eyes and used the spiritual cultivation technique. The spiritual power around him gathered. As Wu Chen sucked it, it all merged into the body and continuously integrated into the eighteenth meridians.

The night fades away, and the first light of the beginning sun is ushered in.

Wu Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the rising sun in the sky, and stood up and walked towards the small village of the mountain valley.

When he arrived at Hualun's thatched house, Hua Yuner had already gotten up, yawning under the cherry blossom tree, stretched his hand, revealing her thin waist as if it was boneless.

Wu Chen looked at Hua Yuner's flawless slender waist and his eyes burst out.

Hua Yuner turned around and saw Wu Chen's squinting eyes. She quickly covered the exposed skin under her waist, glared at Wu Chen, cursed shamelessly, and turned around and ran towards the cottage.

"God, I, I'm wronged!" Wu Chen felt wronged. Didn't he just take a look at him? Besides, he was so pure in his eyes, so shameless.

Hua Yuner ran halfway, ran to Hua Lun, who had just left the door, snorted at Hua Lun, and ran into the hut.

"Hey, Brother Chen, what's wrong with Yun'er? She looks very angry." Hua Lun came to Wu Chen with a puzzled look on his face.

"Ahem, maybe it's because the weather is cold in the morning and I'm in a bad mood!" Wu Chen coughed dryly and made up randomly. He couldn't say that he was staring at her lustfully, which made her so angry.

"Brother Hua, let's deal with the two wild animals." Seeing Hua Lun as he was about to continue asking, Wu Chen quickly interrupted and came to the wild boar and tiger that he threw on the ground yesterday.

"Okay, tsk, brother Chen, you are really a god descending to earth. You beat this beast to death with one punch. I admire you." Hualun looked at the tiger on the ground, thinking about the scene where Wu Chen punched the ferocious beast yesterday, and gave Wu Chen a thumbs up.

The two of them had handled the wild boar, and the meat had been enough for them to eat for a long time. After thinking about it, Wu Chen also cut off the tiger's skin, washed it clean water and dried it. He thought that it seemed good to make the tiger's skin into a piece of clothing.

Hua Yuner came to pick up meat and cook at Hua Lun's cry. She looked at Wu Chen and snorted softly.

Wu Chen thought that he didn't see it. After Hua Yuner entered the house to cook, Hua Lun and Wu Chen sat on the stone bench in the yard and started chatting.

After a while, the smell of meat came from the thatched hut. Wu Chen and Hualun came into the house and sat down. Looking at the meat brought by Hua Yuner, they swallowed and were about to move their chopsticks, but Hua Yuner called out, "Wait, the wine hasn't been served yet, how about having meat but not wine!"

"That's right, right," Hua Lun and Wu Chen smiled awkwardly. Wu Chen looked around, his eyes attracted by the jade pieces on the shrine. He looked back at Hua Lun, "Brother Hua, can I look at the jade pieces on the shrine?"

Hua Lun hesitated. According to principles, the things left by his ancestors should not be touched by outsiders. However, thinking that Wu Chen was considered his younger brother, he said, "Brother Chen is free."

Wu Chen came to the shrine and carefully took out the jade pieces from the broken bowl of soil.

"It seems a bit like a jade slip."

The jade slip can store information such as martial arts and spiritual techniques, but only the cultivators who have soul power can explore the information in the jade slip. Wu Chen thought of some common sense that Hu Zuoer told him, and missed Hu Zuoer very much. "Sister Jade is a classic that must be known for practicing!"

"By the way, isn't my soul the same as the old woman? I wonder if I can explore the jade slip." Wu Chen thought for a while and gave it a try. Anyway, this thing looks quite like a jade slip. He took the jade slip and gently pressed it on his forehead. Under the guidance of his mind, he saw a trace of white gray mist stretching out from the pale soul and floating into the jade slip.

Boom, inside the jade piece, a hazy back appeared in Wu Chen's mind, and voices were echoing.

I still remember the first nine-turn direction, and Zhu Xuhuang under the Biyun Peak.

The cinnabar is not familiar with it, and the temples are so white that it is hard to keep during the day.

The Cave Heaven is full of Mu, and envious of the scenery of the Yang world.

How can the immortal repay the kindness of his kindness? He burned all the midnight fragrance of the star altar.

"Nine Transformation Alchemy!"

"After the favor of the immortals, I passed on my Nine Transformation Alchemy and Pill Recipe to become a fifth-level alchemist. After the immortal left, I worked hard to practice and now I can ascend to the fairy world and follow the immortals. Therefore, I left this technique and gave it to those who are destined to be."

Wu Chen was shocked. This is the technique of transforming alchemy. Hu Zuoer once said that the spiritual pill was only mentioned in books, but looking at the entire Xuanling Continent, there was no one who transformed alchemy master.

"To become a alchemist, the soul must be extremely powerful, and the soul can transform. First, consciousness can be realized. When it reaches a certain level, it can be transformed into soul power, then to mind power, spiritual consciousness, and then to soul. The minimum standard for an alchemist is that the soul reaches the mind power realm." The hazy back continued to tell:

"Secondly, you also need to have the fire spirit root. Cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage can stimulate their own spiritual root attributes. Common ones include the five-type spiritual roots of water, fire, earth, wood, and metal. Some geniuses have several spiritual roots at the same time. The Xuan-level spiritual skills are also divided into attributes. Therefore, if the spiritual skills obtained by cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage do not meet their own spiritual root attributes, they cannot practice. Cough cough, it will be too much." The hazy figure coughed dryly.

"Below, if you are destined to be, I will pass on your pill recipe below the fifth level and the Nine Transformation Pill. Remember, do not expose this technique and pill recipe when you are not strong enough."

"I remember back then, I was also young and energetic. After being exposed, I was chased by a group of people. Alas... it's shame!"

The figure seemed very lonely and said a lot of words. Fortunately, it was mentioned in detail. Wu Chen kept in mind the Nine Transformation Alchemy and the Alchemy Recipe.

"If you are destined to ascend to the fairy world, you can come to find me. My name is Yue Wuya." After that, the figure dispersed.

Wu Chen also withdrew his mind power. At this moment, Wu Chen finally knew that his soul had reached the mind power realm.

Thinking of the water curtain used by the old woman that day, she must be a cultivator of water spirit roots, and that soul heaven is the fire spirit roots.

And he can cast the water curtain and the burning flame, are he two spiritual roots? Wu Chen became upset again after being overjoyed. He met the requirements of the alchemist, but his strength still did not reach the Nascent Soul stage and could not transform into spiritual fire.

"Why can't you use the good things you get now?" Wu Chen wanted to cry, like a great beauty in front of him, looking like she could pick them, but you found that you were a eunuch... "It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable!"

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Why are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wu Chen turned around and looked at Hua Lun and Hua Yuner standing in front of him, both staring at Wu Chen with a blank expression.

"It's nothing, I said I'm so hungry, yes, so hungry." Wu Chen put the dull jade piece back into the broken bowl, laughed, picked up a bowl of wine that had been served on the table, and then suffocated.

"Wait, the old man claimed to be Yue Wuya. It seems that the jade slip he left behind fell into the hands of Brother Hua's ancestors, but it was always buried. Hey, may I really be destined to be a destined person?"

Wu Chen put down the bowl, shook his head after thinking carefully.
Chapter completed!