Master Qingli said lightly, "If you decide to become an alchemist, try to swallow this fire. If you finally decide not to have any chance with the alchemy, then return this fire to me."

"I'm tired, you quit first."

Looking at the old man in front of him, although Ye Jian could not see his face, he remembered his voice firmly.

Ye Jian will never forget those who have been kind to Ye Jian.

After giving a gentle bow, Ye Jian immediately retreated and left the room, and the room became quiet in an instant.

It was not until a long time before Master Qingli turned his head and showed a half-burned and terrifying face.

"Boy Ye, I choose some things by myself. I have learned about it this time. I hope its owner is you."

Master Qingli touched half of his burnt face and sighed slightly.

The room became silent again.

On the other hand, after Ye Jian came out from Master Qingli, he went straight to Zi Ye's room on the fourth floor.

However, when his steps had not yet entered the room, a familiar figure came to the corner of the corridor.

"Haha, Brother Ye."

The person who came was wearing the costume of the elder Dange, walked over generously and patted Ye Jian on the shoulder to deal with him.

"Haha, Brother Bukit,"

The person who came was not Wu Ji who fought side by side with Ye Jian before, but who was it?

"Haha, Brother Ye is here to find Miss Ziye?"

Bukit patted Ye Jian with a big hand, and a smile appeared on his honest face, indicating that you understand.

Ye Jian suddenly had a black line, just about to explain, but at this moment, Zi Ye's voice came out of the room.

"Elder Wu, Ye Jian, come in."

Wu Ji squeezed at Ye Jian, smiling, and put his big hand on Ye Jian's shoulder. Regardless of whether Ye Jian was willing or not, he dragged Ye Jian's body into the room.

In the room, Zi Ye and Ye Jing were sitting on the chair with a straight look, staring at Ye Jian and entering the room.

"sit!"

Zi Ye signaled and the two sat down immediately.

"Tell me, Elder Wu, what's the matter?"

Zi Ye's eyes turned from Ye Jian's face and then frozen on Wu Ji.

"That's right, Miss."

The martial arts sounded right and continued: "Now, more and more outflow warriors in Hei Shui City gathered, and the war between the Kingdom of Blood and Sweats and Zhao State became more and more intense, so the elders in the Pavilion agreed whether they could take this opportunity to auction some pills."

After Bukit finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zi Ye, as if waiting for Zi Ye's answer.

"This is a good thing, don't worry, go do it."

After thinking for a moment, Zi Ye spoke directly.

"Well, since the lady agrees, I'll inform you now and let everyone prepare."

As Bukit said, he stood up and hugged Zi Ye, Ye Jing slightly hugged his fists, then squeezed his eyes at Ye Jian, and then turned around and walked outward.

Ye Jian suddenly had the urge to slap Wu Ji with one palm to death. Why did such a "simple and honest" person become like this as soon as he entered the Dan Pavilion?

The witness Wu Ji's figure disappeared directly into the room, and Ye Jian also stood up.

"Zi Ye, I'll leave first."

"Ye Jian, are you so afraid of getting along with me?"

A purple shadow flashed by, and Zi Ye appeared directly in front of Ye Jian, blocking Ye Jian's way.

"Uh, no..."

"Since it's not, then sit down. This time you are here, and you and I will share the feelings of the artistic conception."

Zi Ye said, regardless of whether Ye Jian was willing or not, he directly grabbed Ye Jian and put him on the seat again. He sat aside, shook his bright purple hair and looked at him with a look of calmness.

Ye Jing glanced at Ye Jian a little apologetically. He told Zi Ye that Ye Jian had told them about the artistic conception, but he didn't expect that Zi Ye was so interested in the artistic conception.

Huh~!

Ye Jian let out a light breath, and when he saw that he could not escape, he immediately calmed down. Fang Zheng was still idle when he went back, so he might as well sit here and communicate with Zi Ye. Perhaps he had other breakthroughs in his artistic conception, which might be possible.

So, for the next few hours, Ye Jian stayed in the room and told Zi Ye about how he understood the artistic conception of wind and his understanding of the artistic conception of wind. Of course, Ye Jian naturally omitted the part about the Cangbei Qinglong diagram and the ancestor of the Ye family.

Although Ye Jian's explanation was very rough, when he observed the light of enlightenment in the eyes of Zi Ye and the others, Ye Jian knew that their understanding of the artistic conception of wind had increased a lot, and at least he had pointed out a clear path for them to understand the artistic conception of wind.

However, this exchange was also very important to Ye Jian, because Zi Ye also talked about her understanding of the artistic conception of fire. It is obvious that Zi Ye's understanding of the artistic conception of fire has reached a very deep level. Not only has it opened up Ye Jian's understanding of the martial arts path, but it also pointed out a clear path for Ye Jian's future alchemy path.

The time of reunion always passes quickly. After saying goodbye to Zi Ye, stepping on the night, Ye Jian and Ye Jing went home directly.

However, as soon as I arrived at the door, I happened to run into Xiaopang.

"Well, Xiaopang, what's wrong?"

Ye Jian frowned and asked softly.

"Young Master, it's great. I can practice, I can practice."

Xiaopang looked so excited that his little face turned red.

"What, you...you can practice."

Ye Jian came to his senses for a long time and patted Xiaopang's shoulder heavily, and the joy was excited and on his face.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiaopang has followed Ye Jian. Whether he was called a waste or bullied before, Xiaopang is always the first to stand on his side and support him.

Ye Jian never regarded Xiaopang as his servant, but his younger brother, his own brother.

At that moment, Ye Jian pulled Xiaopang's right hand, and a wisp of green internal energy gathered into Xiaopang's body with his right fingertips.

The internal energy successfully penetrated Xiaopang's skin and entered Xiaopang's tendons and veins, and then traveled around.

However, Ye Jian did not dare to stay too much because he found that Xiaopang's originally petrified tendons and veins had just recovered, and his activity and toughness were still lacking. If his internal energy traveled around his body for too long, it would likely cause new damage to Xiaopang's tendons and veins.

Ye Jian would never do such a thing.

"Let's go, take me to see the ancestor."

The stone veins in Xiaopang's body were able to revive, and this must have been helped by Ye Wentian. At that moment, Ye Jian pulled Xiaopang with an excited face and rushed towards the inner courtyard quickly.

Since Xiaopang's stone veins have recovered, is the injuries in his father's body cured? And his mother, Uncle Fu.

Thinking of this, Ye Jian could no longer hide his excitement.

He pulled Xiaopang directly to the lobby. At this moment, Ye’s father, Ye’s mother, and Uncle Fuchun were all standing in the lobby. On the top, Ye Wentian closed his eyes half-closed and gently tapped the armrest of the seat with his left hand.

"Dad, mom."

Ye Jian was excited, so he grabbed Ye’s father and mother’s hand before he got up, and said anxiously.

When Ye's mother was like this, she flashed a happy expression on her face, but Ye's father showed a slight gesture to her eyes, suggesting that Ye Jian should say hello to Ye Wentian above first.

"Hmph! Why, do you think I don't exist?"

At the top, Ip Mantian snorted coldly and deliberately pretended to be angry.

"How could it be, the future generations of grandson Ye Jian, pay homage to the ancestor!"

Ye Jian was smiling at the corner of his mouth and bowed to Ye Wentian above to greet him.

"snort!"

Ip Mantian snorted coldly, and the expression on his face finally eased.

"Jian'er, I'm waiting for you to come back this time. It's your father who has something to tell you."

Ip Mantian's face improved, and he spoke.

"Um?"

Ye Jian frowned, and immediately turned his eyes to Ye's father, looking at him with a look of inquiry.

"That's right, Jian'er, this time the ancestor went out and brought the Dragon and Tiger Forging Tendon Pill back."

Ye’s father said this, a hint of blush flashed on his face. It seemed that Ye Jian had a glance and immediately continued: “It’s just that the third-grade elixir is too powerful, and I have been suffering from a secret disease for many years, so when I swallow the Dragon and Tiger Forging Tendon Pill, I need the strength of the ancestor to help resolve it…”

"Dad, don't worry, go there, I'll watch at home."

Ye Jian naturally understood Ye’s father’s thoughts and immediately spoke.

"Well, I naturally know that you can do it, but this time the injury in your mother's body improved and it also requires the help of the ancestor to resolve it, so the matter in the store will be left to you."

"Dad, don't worry."

Ye Jian agreed directly, and seemed to have thought of something, and turned his eyes to Uncle Fu beside him.

"Uncle Fu, you..."

"Young master, I'm afraid I'll have to spend a few days."

Uncle Fu was a little embarrassed.
To be continued...