Dong~!

A dull sound came out, and Ye Jian's fist hit the Liwu Wall directly, and suddenly there was a clear light. The two lamps in front of the Liwu Wall quickly lit up without any hesitation.

"The power of two dragons! Two attacks!"

The Eighth Master suddenly had a bright look in front of him, and he took a deep breath, but then he burst into laughter excitedly.

"Haha, the first-level dragon body, its strength is indeed strong!"

"Um!"

Ye Jian nodded lightly. At this moment, the billions of cells in his body became hard and smooth as if they had been sucked in full water. The cells were squeezed tightly together, and a sense of strength arose naturally.

Ye Jian clenched his fist again, and all the billions of cells in his body were mobilized, and a trace of blue power flowed between the cells, gathering together like water.

As soon as the fist is loosened, these blue forces will quickly dissipate and return to the cell again. When the fist is clenched, the strength will be generated. When the fist is loose, the strength will be relaxed directly, just like a person's strength.

"The general body refining technique practices the human body's strength, and this physical body strength is generally strength."

When the Eighth Master saw Ye Jian's face, he showed a hint of doubt and immediately explained.

"Your physical body has reached the early stage first-level dragon body, and can burst out with two points of attack power, that is, you have two points of defense power."

"Are attack power and defense power equal?"

Ye Jian's face was even more puzzled, and he immediately asked gratefully.

"The attack power and defense power of physical cultivation are equal. Of course, this is when physical cultivation does not practice any physical skills."

The eighth master laughed.

"Physical skills?"

Ye Jian frowned deeply, and the doubt on his face became even more serious. He only knew martial arts, but he had never heard of physical skills.

"It's normal for you not to know, because the place you are now is too small and remote."

The Eighth Master continued to take a sip of wine and said slowly,

"Physical cultivation and Qi cultivation are two equal branches. There are special practices in Qi cultivation, and there are also independent magic tricks in physical cultivation. There are martial arts to assist in combat in Qi cultivation. Naturally, there are corresponding physical skills in physical cultivation."

After hearing this, Ye Jian licked his lips lightly and looked at the Eighth Master with a look of hope. The latter immediately sensed his gaze, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

"I just happened to match the body skills that are 'Tianlong Body Refining Technique'. Why, do you want it?"

The Eighth Master stared at Ye Jian with a cunning look on his face. When Ye Jian saw this, he immediately felt deceived. I was afraid that the Eighth Master taught him the "Tianlong Body Refining Art" on purpose. Ye Jian was now extremely regretful.

After spending the past few days with Eighth Master, Ye Jian has learned that Eighth Master is a person. Although he looks like a Taoist fairy-like spirit, he likes to take advantage of some small advantages. The last time Ye Jian asked him to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Fruit, he extorted a jar of monkey wine from him.

"What do you want this time?"

Ye Jian hummed softly with a straight face.

"Haha, the monkey wine you gave me last time tasted good, but it's a pity that I drank it all."

The eighth master smiled awkwardly,

“How much does it take this time?”

Ye Jian asked angrily.

"No more or less, four bales are enough."

The Eighth Master's face was full of laughter, as if he was an old fried dough stick, and there was no trace of the aura of immortality and Taoism.

"No, there are too many four jars, I will give you one at most."

Ye Jian refused directly. The monkey wine given to him by the Silver-haired Old Monkey King was only ten jars in total. Ye Jian drank one jar and traded one jar with the Eighth Master, leaving only eight jars. Now the Eighth Master opened his mouth and asked for four jars again. Ye Jian would not give it to him even if he killed him.

"One jar? No, at least three jars."

The Eighth Master stretched out three fingers and said to Ye Jian seriously.

"Two jars, no more jars."

Ye Jian asserted directly.

"Two altars?"

The Eighth Master was obviously stunned, but when he saw Ye Jian's resolute look, he suddenly felt a pain.

"Okay, two oaths are just two oaths, and the deal will be completed."

At that moment, Ye Jian took out the wine bag from the space ring and divided two jars of monkey wine to the Eighth Master, and the Eighth Master threw a golden jade slip directly to Ye Jian.

"The dragon shatters the virtual claws!"

As soon as the soul power penetrated into the golden jade slip, Ye Jian saw five golden big characters. Following the five big characters was a thousand-character exercise technique. At that moment, Ye Jian silently remembered it.

Time was quietly, and two days passed by. At this moment, dozens of figures were quietly sitting in the Nanluo Hall, the Nanluo Hall of the main hall, each of which exuded a powerful aura.

After a moment, the majestic middle-aged man sitting upright on the head listened to the report of the old man in the gray robe in the next head, pondered for a little, and sighed softly,

"Thank you for your hard work in guarding the Hengduan Mountains! Please sit down."

The middle-aged man's voice contained endless majesty, and the four elders standing at the lower head nodded slightly, turned around without any expression, and sat towards the fourth chair below.

"The fourth elders made great contributions to this battle of Hengduan Mountains."

As soon as the fourth elder sat down, a fat inner sect elder stood up and said.

"Yes, after this battle, the Hengduan Mountains were basically safe, and no one dared to come out to challenge the majesty of our Nanluo Sect."

As soon as the fat inner sect elder sat down, another black and thin inner sect elder stood up.

"However, it's a pity that little guy named Ye Jian."

Someone suddenly sighed in the crowd.

"Hmph! What a pity, a dead genius is not called a genius."

"Yes, he sacrificed his life for my Nanluo Sect, and it is not in vain for my Nanluo Sect's cultivation."

"I suggest giving some resources to his family. As for the fact that he defeated Duanmurong, it is better not to spread it."

"snort!"

The fourth elder's eyes suddenly became sharp and he snorted coldly in his throat. He knew that the inner elder who was talking to the Nanluo Sect was one who was very close to the Duanmu family.

"Does the Fourth Elder think this is inappropriate?"

To everyone's surprise, the previous elder smiled and directly questioned the fourth elder. Suddenly, a sharp and cold breath burst out from the fourth elder and firmly enveloped the previous elder. The man was not willing to be outdone. The breath in his body burst out, but it was still pressed into his body by the fourth elder.

The Nanluo Hall was suddenly tense and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.

"Okay."

At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting upright on the head looked slightly stunned, and an aura that was not as weak as the fourth elder was instantly transmitted, blocking the fourth elder's breath.

"All the elders of Nanluo Sect, what can't you sit down and talk about it?"

"snort!"

The fourth elder snorted coldly, and immediately his breath retreated like a tide. At the same time, he took a step forward, stood up and walked out of the hall.

"The fourth brother!"

"Four Elders!"

Someone among the elders shouted, but the fourth elder walked out without looking back.

"Hmph! Sect Master, look at him, it's clear that he didn't take you seriously."

As soon as the fourth elder walked out of the Nanluo Hall, the elder who was close to the Duanmu family immediately sowed out.

"Okay, that's all about this."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, immediately shook his long sleeves and sat down with anger. What he was angry about was not the actions of the fourth elders, but the elders in the sect divided their gangs and secretly colluded with external forces.

At the same time, he had a headache again. He was one of the only few people in the Nanluo Sect who knew Ye Jian's identity. Now that the Ye family is newly established, Ye Wentian has a strong appeal. If he informed the Ye family of Ye Jian's death at this time, I am afraid that Nanluo Sect's previous efforts to accept Ye Wentian will be wasted.

"Damn Duanmu family!"

When the middle-aged man thought of this, he felt a little disgusted with the Duanmu family.

Time slowly, and two days passed, the Ye family in Heishui City had all the excitement of the expansion, and replaced by a strong feeling of unswerving grief and anger.

"Tell me, who is the one who hurt my Jian'er?"

In the lobby of Ye Mansion, Ye Wentian raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly about an inner sect elder who came to inform him below.

Su Wanquan, the elder of the Nei Sect of Nanluo Sect, had a mid-stage cultivation level in the Huayuan Realm. Originally, such cultivation level was within the territory of Zhao and would be treated everywhere, but now Su Wanquan had to bear the anger of Ye Wentian above.

"Damn it, didn't the sect leader say that he could just inform him? How could it arouse Ip Man-tian's anger?"

Su Wanquan now regretted it very much. He originally thought it was just a small matter, and by the way he could also visit the powerful Qihai realm of the Ye family, but unexpectedly, he encountered this kind of scene.

However, although Su Wanquan was shouted by Ye Wentian above, he did not dare to feel dissatisfied at all. Not to mention that Ye Wentian is a powerful Qihai Realm and his strength is far superior to him. Just talking about his identity as a third-level alchemist, he needs to curry favor with him.

"Senior Ye is sad, Ye Jian has just entered the unexplored area, and no one knows life or death. As for the death I just mentioned, it is just a guess from my Nanluo Sect. I don't think it is credible."

Seeing that Ye Wentian above stopped for a moment, Su Wanquan immediately changed his words.

"Ye Jianjing is beautiful and genius like him will not die so easily."
To be continued...