When leaving, seeing Ye Chenfeng's courteous face, Ye Wang couldn't calm down in his heart, and even always felt that this Ye Chenfeng had a conspiracy, but what kind of tricks and feet could he know if he was a demon vow?

When signing and drawing, Ye Wang carefully observed the piece of paper, there was nothing special, there was neither magic nor formation, it was just an ordinary piece of paper. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Wang shook his head, and simply didn't think about it, only when Ye Chenfeng was stupid at home would he make some demon oath.

But I don't know why, at the end of this day, Ye Wang felt that everything was not going well, he always felt that there was something dirty in the bowl when eating, and when he gambled with others, he lost more and won less, even if he decided to practice for a day, he couldn't calm down, and a bad feeling emerged from Ye Wang's heart.

"I don't think I'm really suffering from the Demon Plague, right...... It's impossible, the Heart Demon Tribulation usually doesn't appear, it only erupts when the monk breaks through the bottleneck or crosses the tribulation, I'm just a normal cultivation. ”

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Ye Wang tried to calm down, but the effect was not good, and it took a full hour to succeed. At night, Ye Wang thought that he could sleep peacefully, but his mind didn't know what, he actually dreamed, he came to Ye Chenfeng's orchard again in the dream, but this time, he didn't come to steal the spirit fruit, but to plant a tree, and it was not a small sapling, but a whole big tree......

Until the early morning of the next day, Ye Wang opened his eyes with difficulty, looking back on his dream, he actually planted trees for a whole night, each one was more than two people thick, heavy as a rock, each next, he almost exhausted all the aura, and felt that his body was hollowed out, but when he looked up, he found that the orchard did not know when, and it had become endless.

"It's terrifying......" Ye Wang said with palpitations.

But what made him desperate was still to come, in his dream the next day, Ye Wang was actually weeding in Ye Chenfeng's orchard for some reason, and it was not an ordinary weed, but a demon devouring grass that could easily devour the monk; In the dream on the third day, Ye Wang came to get rid of insects again, the big trees in the orchard had grown into towering giant trees, and the insects on the trees all had the peak cultivation of second-order demon beasts, where was Ye Wang getting rid of insects, and if he was not careful, he would become the dinner of the insects, and he woke up in a scream.

On the fourth day, Ye Wang stayed awake all night.

On the fifth day, Ye Wang's body was haggard.

On the sixth day, Ye Wang had to buy some tea to clear his mind, he would rather not sleep than have that kind of torturous nightmare.

On the seventh day, Ye Wang suddenly realized......

These nightmares, this kind of life that is worse than death, must be Ye Chenfeng's hands and feet, otherwise in his dreams, how could he always go to his spiritual field as a coolie? After figuring this out, Ye Wang looked up to the sky and roared angrily.

"Leaves, dust, wind! I'm at odds with you! ”

……

Compared to Ye Wang's misery, Ye Chenfeng has been living a very nourishing life in the past few days, and he did not rush to use the spirit stones he earned, but exchanged a lot of resources with contribution points, in addition to the large amount of spirit grass needed to condense his demon blood, Ye Chenfeng also set his sights on the art of refining the body.

His demon blood can enhance his physique, and if he doesn't have the art of refining the body, it is easy to be suspected, so he came to the Gongfa Pavilion and planned to choose a body refining technique.

"Ice and fire temper the body."

"Tiger Roaring Fist."

"Wave Palm."

"Xuanfeng True Technique."

"Nine Heavens Sword Technique."

"It basically looks good...... Well? This exercise is actually called 'Blood Soul Devouring Skill'? This name looks very evil, it should be a practice for cultivating evil qi, which can just make up for the evil qi needed by demon blood. ”

The name of the book of exercises made Ye Chenfeng a little dazzled, he thought for a moment, in addition to the Blood Soul Devouring Skill, he also chose the Tiger Roar Fist and the Wild Wave Palm, as well as the Ice and Fire Body Refining Skill.

Originally, there were not many of his contribution points left, but because Ye Chenfeng insisted on the policy of creating problems with one hand and solving problems with the other, every once in a while, he created a small-scale rat infestation, and even directed and acted in a few cat and mouse wars, resulting in although the medicinal powder he developed was not as large as the demand at the beginning, it has also become a unique industrial chain, with a fixed income every day, and he has also accumulated a lot of spirit stones during this time.

Especially Jiang Xueyan, a little girl, ran to Ye Chenfeng's small yard twice in three days, and after seeing any favorite demon beast, she bought it without hesitation, as if she had become Ye Chenfeng's financier.

After exchanging a part of the spirit stones into contribution points, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Gongfa Pavilion again, in order not to make people feel that his modification from sword to body cultivation was too abrupt, he secretly took away a basic sword duel.

Coming to the Elders of the Gongfa Pavilion, Ye Chenfeng looked around and made sure that no one saw him, so he took out the exercises.

"What peerless magic skills did I choose as a kid, and these few exercises are also worth covering up?" Elder Chen of the Gongfa Pavilion looked at him with disdain, and after fiddling with a few exercises in his hand, he suddenly found the basic sword duel inside, and his voice immediately raised one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Yo he! You're finally enlightened! As the so-called one law leads to ten thousand laws, laying a good foundation is the most important thing, you learn those other exercises are flashy, it is better to practice this basic sword duel, you look at this elder, this elder is fat, can have today's achievements, isn't it that the foundation is well laid! ”

Elder Chen patted his belly, which was a circle bigger than his body, and said proudly, looking at it like that, Ye Chenfeng really didn't know if his so-called foundation was good, referring to his cultivation or this body of fat.

After thanking Elder Chen for his guidance, Ye Chenfeng kept returning home and directly opened the basic sword duel, but it was not that he listened to Elder Chen's words, but he thought that only by learning this basic sword technique first could Ye Chenfeng's identity be seamless, and then he would have no sense of disobedience when he practiced the art of body refining.

The basic sword duel is divided into two parts, the first part of the record is not much different from the description of the swordsmanship in the world, the same hand holding the sword, is to use the sword, and the next part is immediately there, is to use the sword with qi, to reach the extreme, can kill the enemy thousands of miles away.

In the past, Ye Chenfeng only used the method of driving the flying sword in the Xuanling Jue, which not only consumed a huge amount, but also had an unsatisfactory effect.

If it was another disciple, he would probably study the next part directly, but Ye Chenfeng didn't think so, his demon blood could improve the strength of the flesh a lot, and it was naturally more suitable for the first part of the basic sword duel, so he went from shallow to deep, carefully studied the entire sword technique thoroughly, and only after making sure that he was not left behind, did he start practicing the sword.

At the beginning, Ye Chenfeng was still very rusty, but as time passed, he found that he was not only proficient, but even every basic sword move had a feeling that blood was thicker than water, and it seemed that in the past few days, the sword in his hand had become a part of himself, and even if he closed his eyes, he could attack accurately.

"Is it because of my short sword soul?" As soon as his mind moved, Ye Chenfeng's hand appeared in the shape of a short sword, but he found that this short sword had obviously grown a section.

"Ha, I see, the reason why my Xuan Soul is a short sword is entirely because I have not mastered the essence of swordsmanship at all, and the foundation has not been solid, and the Xuan Soul is naturally incomplete."

With a clear understanding in his heart, Ye Chenfeng worked harder in the next few days, in order to make his identity impeccable, and even his swordsmanship was better than the original, in addition to practicing swords every day, he was taking a medicinal bath, practicing according to the ice and fire tempering body skills, the muscles on his body were a lot stronger, and many impurities were eliminated.

After a few buckets of medicinal baths these days, Ye Chenfeng's whole person has taken on a new look, and the bottleneck that has been stranded for a long time has been somewhat loosened.

"As the saying goes, medicine is not as good as food, since this young master has countless demon beast slaves, if the food is not delicious, how can I be worthy of my current identity? You're right, little fox~"

The green fox on the side was still pretending to sleep, but when he heard this, his eyes widened and he nodded repeatedly.

"In this case, Young Master Ben will be merciful today, personally go to the stove room to steal art, and make some delicious treats for you." After speaking, Ye Chenfeng closed his eyes, and the demons in his heart were separated from his body, seemingly fluctuating, but in fact the speed was extremely fast, and he came to the south bank stove room in the blink of an eye.

The heart demon is formless and substantial, and it doesn't even belong to the soul, and these miscellaneous servants in the stove room naturally can't feel Ye Chenfeng's existence, but in order to avoid accidents, Ye Chenfeng still carefully walked through the wall, and after making sure that he didn't touch any formation, he was relieved.

Seeing the fat men jumping around in front of him, preparing meals, Ye Chenfeng patiently observed, but it was okay if he didn't look at it, he looked at it, and found that the handymen in the stove room not only did not cook the meals well, but instead boiled the spiritual rice used for cooking into gruel, and took a large bite of the hundred-year-old ginseng, He Shou Wu, thousand-year-old wood lingzhi and other spiritual objects, threw the remaining branches into the pot, and boiled them into soup.

Seeing that they are very skilled, it is obviously not the first time to do this kind of thing, thinking of what they usually eat, not only was they cut corners like this, but they were also bitten by a group of fat people, and the saliva on them was not wiped clean and put in the pot to cook, Ye Chenfeng suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach, and hurriedly withdrew his magic thoughts, and the whole person was not good.

"The old man said that the disease comes from the mouth, and it is true, and the things made by others are really not at ease." After sighing, Ye Chenfeng continued to explore without giving up, since the stove room of the Xuanling Sect was so unsophisticated, then he had to let the inner demon go down the mountain to search, and try to integrate some folk cooking methods into the cooking of spiritual food.

After a long time, in the Xuanling Sect, Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes, there was electricity hidden in his eyes, and suddenly set off to cause a strong wind, and ran out quickly, the green fox was stunned, but before the green fox could react, Ye Chenfeng ran back again, but there were more pots and pans in his hands.

"Fire!"

Ye Chenfeng shouted, took out the ignition paper, lit the stove, and began to process the ingredients on the cutting board according to the method that the demon had seen.

"Put it in the pot!"

With another shout, the ingredients were put into the pot in a certain order, and after a while, the ...... came out A strange smell.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the pot seriously, he really couldn't identify this ball of paste-like things, whether he could eat it, thought for a moment, poured the contents of the pot into the basin again, brought it to the fox, and only said one word.

"Drink!"

The green fox hadn't seen what was in it yet, just smelling the smell and hiding far away, his head shaking even more rattle, but he still couldn't change his fate, and that mass of things was poured into its mouth by Ye Chenfeng.

After drinking, the fox did not change significantly at first, but after a stick of incense, his whole body trembled violently, as if his body could not withstand the frenzied aura.

Ye Chenfeng frowned, the reason why he planned to cook spiritual food was to make money, he originally created a rat infestation at the same time, and sold "rodenticide", this kind of business has a good future, but he felt that if the rat infestation continued to appear, it would be tantamount to declaring that his "rodenticide" was ineffective.

This is a typical shield of attacking oneself with one's own spear, Ye Chenfeng felt that he was so wise and martial that he must not do such a stupid thing.

So when he saw the inhumane scene in the stove room, he suddenly felt that the business of selling boxed lunches was not bad, as long as his taste was good enough, he would definitely make a lot of money.

But the fox's performance made him feel a crisis, he put so much spiritual food into it, and not only did it smell strange, but this stupid fox couldn't bear it, did he really want to give up his efforts?

Ye Chenfeng turned his heart sideways, pulled out his long sword, ignored the fox's desperate struggle, picked up its neck, swiped it lightly, and then slashed a sword on his wrist, and a trace of demonic blood flew out, directly into the fox's blood.

The green fox stared at Ye Chenfeng with wide eyes, he didn't know what this man had just done to him, thinking that he was young and hadn't found a male fox yet, he was stuffed into a mess by this man, and his head became a mess.

After the demon blood entered the body, under the guidance of Ye Chenfeng's demonic thoughts, it immediately followed the fox's bloodline, constantly sucking the aura in the surrounding flesh and blood, and after a few laps, it had stabilized the situation of the green fox.

Not only did the green fox not explode and die, but removed a lot of impurities, and it was dirty like a dirt dog.

Just as Qinghu wanted to thank Ye Chenfeng, he found that he nodded with satisfaction, turned around again, and carried out his inhumane cooking.

"Fire!"

"Put it in the pot!"

"Drink!"

The little fox has the heart to die.