A quarter of an hour later, Ye Tianqiong finally recovered his soul power after completing the inspection.

The exhausted Ah Qi could no longer hold on and collapsed on the chess table.

"The movement of soul power is much smoother than it was some time ago, so the efforts of these days are not in vain."

Ye Tianqiong picked up the hand towel beside the table and wiped the sweat on his hands, his calm voice without any emotion.

He didn't bring Ah Qi by his side just to play house with the little girl, he just needed an experiment.

Experimental items used to study the rules of soul power operation.

People in this world can awaken their martial soul and soul power when they are six years old.

The quality of the martial soul and the amount of innate soul power almost determine a person's future achievements.

If there is a way to help ordinary people break through the limitations of talent and reach a higher level, it will have an immeasurable impact on the development of world civilization.

The benefits generated are also immeasurable.

The martial soul Ah Qi awakened when he was six years old was Blue Silver Grass, a waste martial soul with so little soul power that it could not be detected.

If there is no interference, she can only be a beautiful ordinary person in this life.

If you are lucky enough, it will be a blessing to be taken into the home of a noble person.

This world that values ​​strength is so cruel.

The Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is very weak and useless, but its strength is tenacious and highly malleable.

People with this kind of martial spirit are perfect as experimental subjects.

Now Ye Tianqiong is using heaven-defying techniques, using his soul power to help her sort out her meridians and change her physique that was originally unable to be cultivated.

As long as he can withstand the risk of body explosion and death, Ah Qi can become a soul master.

If you go one step further, you may even have the opportunity to become one of the strongest in the world and gain the opportunity to control your own destiny.

In a sense, it is also an incredible opportunity.

Of course, Ye Tianqiong doesn't care about Ah Qi's fate, he only cares about his own research results.

The most important thing is to find a practice method that is suitable for the public to practice.

Ye Tianqiong is not interested in little girls, or in other words, he is not very interested in human beings.

It is Ye Tianqiong's instinct to improve his cultivation and hold on to the power in his hands. He has long been accustomed to this in the past.

"The fifth-level soul power is barely passable.

With the help of the secret medicine, it will be completed in another month, and the speed of cultivation should increase by then."

Ye Tianqiong stared at his work and nodded with satisfaction.

Ah Qi was an excellent experimental product and successfully withstood various side effects during the experiment, allowing Ye Tianqiong's experiment to proceed smoothly.

The first draft of the exercise method has been completed, and the next step is to split the exercise method and polish it repeatedly, and finally launch different levels of commercial exercise method to promote huge profits in the mainland.

After simply cleaning Ah Qi and putting on clean clothes, Ye Tianqiong placed the girl on the bed and covered her with a quilt thoughtfully before leaving.

Good tools need regular maintenance to work better for their owners.

Ye Tianqiong's attitude has always been friendly towards useful people.

Qian Xunji died just last night, and there was no immediate funeral after the body was taken care of.

It will take a few days before someone is cleared of suspicion before the news of the Pope's death can be announced to the world.

At the same time, we are also taking advantage of these few days to gather manpower so that we can directly attack the Haotian Sect after the funeral.

The information currently known to the outside world is limited, and the major forces only know that Qian Xunji was seriously injured.

The Haotian Sect has not yet realized that the conflict has reached an irreconcilable point.

The major forces are still checking and waiting with each other, hoping to solve the problem through peaceful means to avoid the situation from escalating and affecting the situation on the mainland.

Wuhundian and Haotian Sect are both large in size. If they really fight, there is no telling how many innocent people will be affected.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. Those small forces that are not strong enough cannot withstand the aftermath of the dispute and can only hope for peace in the world.

This is the sorrow of the weak, there is no choice, only the fate of being chosen.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Ye Tianqiong. He was wandering around the residential area after leaving his residence.

Ye Tianqiong stays indoors most of the time, but occasionally comes out for some air, combining work and rest to relax.

At the same time, experience life to find inspiration and make your road to strength smoother and smoother.

The environment of the place where the enshrined elders live is naturally unparalleled and is among the best in the entire continent.

The layout of the residential area is quiet and elegant, with gurgling water, lifelike rockeries, various exotic flowers and plants, and well-proportioned pavilions, pavilions, stone tables, and water pavilions. It is comparable to a fairyland on earth and is so beautiful.

Walking there is like being in a magnificent painting, with beautiful scenery everywhere.

It makes people feel relaxed and happy, suddenly enlightened, and the speed of soul power cultivation can't help but speed up a bit.

As the top force in the mainland, Wuhun Palace has an extremely strong foundation.

Many things cannot be bought with gold and silver alone.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ye Tianqiong entered a pavilion to take a rest.

Enjoying the hard-won quiet time.

Suddenly, a childish and sad cry came from not far away.

The sudden sound broke the peace around him, like using a steel knife to cut a crack on the glass, which made people feel crazy.

The worshiping elders are obsessed with spiritual practice and have very few relatives.

There are only a handful of children living in this area.

The familiar voice made Ye Tianqiong confirm the identity of that person.

To avoid trouble, he decided to leave immediately and find a cooler place to stay.

Unfortunately, as soon as Ye Tianqiong stood up, the source of the sound had already arrived outside the pavilion.

When the two looked at each other, trouble finally came.

"Sky." Qian Renxue stopped crying and wiped her tears with her little hands.

She didn't want people she knew to see her helpless and crying, as that would be embarrassing.

That's why Qian Renxue ran outside, looking for a place where no one was around to vent her emotions, but she didn't expect to bump into Ye Tianqiong here.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you?" Now that they had met, Ye Tianqiong couldn't just turn around and leave.

The first minister and the second minister of Wuhun Hall have a very good relationship. They have known each other since childhood and can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

Qian Renxue thinks so.

Slowly walking into the pavilion, Qian Renxue sat directly next to Ye Tianqiong.

"I...I...my father is injured..."

"Alas……"

After saying a few words, Qian Renxue, who couldn't control her grief, couldn't help crying again.

Ye Tianqiong sat down naturally and comforted him with concern: "It's okay, Uncle Qian will definitely get better."

In order to make Qian Renxue stop crying as soon as possible, Ye Tianqiong began to comfort her with kind words.

"Really?" Qian Renxue sobbed slightly and said uneasily, "But I haven't seen him for several days."

Qian Xunji has been killed by Bibi Dong, so of course Qian Renxue cannot see anyone.

Qian Daoliu couldn't tell her directly that your father was killed by your mother.

"It's okay, nothing will happen to him again." Ye Tianqiong continued to comfort him.

Of course the person who has burped will be fine. He can still pop out of the coffin board.

Ye Tianqiong had little interaction with Qian Xunji, and he didn't have a good impression of this useless Pope.

"Thank you." Although Ye Tianqiong's words sounded a bit strange, Qian Renxue was still very grateful for his comfort.

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