Yan Changlan had a hint of bitterness on his face: "A monk acts so unscrupulously? Can a mere dead object destroy others' families?"

Ye Shu's eyes drooped: "The monk can achieve immortality by practicing, but he is going against the will of heaven. If he has the opportunity, he will fight to the death. Brother Yan, where you and I are now in the mortal world, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is small and the resources are scarce. Although I don't know why the monk named Li came here, it is not so good to kill dozens of lives to fight for something..."

Yan Changlan was silent.

He was young and kind, and even though he knew that there were people who could do anything in the world, he never knew that anyone could be so cruel, and he didn't know that his relatives who had been caring for their power and status for many years would be betrayed.

Fortunately, a friend was willing to save him so that he would not feel heartbroken.

After a long time, Yan Changlan closed his eyes: "Brother Ye, I have something to do, so I'm taking the liberty to ask."

Ye Shu said: "It's okay to ask."

Yan Changlan asked, "I don't know what the threshold for this practice... is it?"

He asked this and felt ashamed.

On the night when the city lord's mansion was in trouble, his father's man turned into flames out of thin air, and broke his father's internal strength with just one blow, which was almost an immortal method. Being able to cultivate such skills must be a secret method. Brother Ye is also a monk, but he did not mention it when he interacted with him. There was a reason for it, but it could be said that "there are differences between immortals and mortals" and the rules were like this.

It was a blessing from heaven that Brother Ye could save his life. It was not appropriate for him to ask this question like this. But as a Son of Man, it was natural for him to avenge his father, and he was just a mortal. If he practiced the same skills in the same way, how could he take revenge? If he failed to ask, he would not make things difficult for Brother Ye and he would also apologize in every way. But if he didn't ask, he was not worthy of being a Son of Man.

Ye Shu did not answer him first, but said: "The way of practice is difficult, and there is no result without great perseverance and great determination. A monk below the third level of Qi Refining is not as powerful as the top masters in the mortal world. If the top master moves fast enough, it is not difficult to kill the monk. And the secrets of magical skills in the mortal world are not difficult to obtain." Speaking of this, he saw that Yan Changlan listened carefully and said more carefully, "But once he practices, the path of Tao is long and he may die at any time. If he lacks qualifications, there are many people who have not achieved success in several years or decades. Now, my realm is only at the first level of Qi Refining. If he wants to break through to the second level, he has to practice hard for many days before he can achieve it."

When Yan Changlan heard Ye Shu say this, he knew that he was kind and was very grateful. He said seriously: "It takes a long time to practice the magical power to the top level, and it may not be a match for a monk. If he becomes a monk, he is not qualified enough. I am willing to work hard all kinds of things. I just hope to extend his life and increase his strength. No matter how many years he spends in the future, he will find the monk named Li to avenge his father!"

Ye Shu looked at Yan Changlan for a long time and saw that he was indeed aware of cultivation, so he nodded slightly.

His eyes were slightly slow and his tone was calm: "I'm not hiding it from Brother Yan, your meridians were cut off before, and it was difficult to cure serious injuries. But when I reshape the meridians for you, your spiritual roots changed, and they became a blessing in disguise, and they changed into the double spiritual roots of wind and thunder. If you practice the truth, your qualifications will be higher than me." While speaking, he handed over the roll of silk cloth he wrote before, "This is my accidental skill, which is consistent with the practice of wind and thunder and thunder. I think it's a fate with Brother Yan."

Yan Changlan never thought that such a good thing could happen!

And all this good thing was gained by worshipping Ye Shu... At that moment, he supported himself and wanted to worship Ye Shu.

——This kind of kindness is not enough to repay if it is not like this!

Ye Shu flicked his hand and told him not to be able to worship him.

Then he said, "Brother Yan doesn't need to do this. Since you and I are friends, we should support each other. If the suffering person is me, with Brother Yan's temperament, I will come to save each other without considering life and death."

Just as Ye Shu said, if Ye Shu suffers, Yan Changlan will definitely help him with all his might, but after all, Ye Shu helps him, but he cannot be at ease.

Ye Shu waved his hand: "If Brother Yan really bows down, how can I get along with Brother Yan in the future?"
Chapter completed!