If you consider the balance of power, you should choose your left hand this time.

In this way, the strength and speed of both hands are consistent, and there is no longer a need to practice the art of left and right coordination.

Xiao Nan pondered for a long time and made a decision. He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently grasped the living jade.

"Instead of doing nothing, it is better to go to the extreme!"

He thought to himself, and saw the living jade quickly melt and burrow into his body along the pore of his right palm.

The cold air flow traveled between the chest and abdomen and the right arm several times before gradually dissipating.

Where the cold current passed, there was a comfortable change in the right arm, as if it had evolved, and an inexhaustible amount of energy poured out.

He spread out his palm, and the milky white vibrant jade had disappeared, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

"This living jade is so powerful, I'm afraid it's an incredible treasure. ”

Xiao Nan looked at the palm of his hand, only to feel that the strength and speed of his right hand had improved by leaps and bounds, and he could match the realm of witch refining.

"I don't know if there will be a chance to meet such a baby again in the future!"

He looked around along the place where the ore appeared, but never found any traces or patterns of the appearance of the jade.

The bottom of the dark Guiru River stretches endlessly, and I don't know where it will lead further up, and if there are similar treasures.

"That's it, the treasure is destined to meet it. His strength was low, and he didn't dare to continue exploring, so he collected his thoughts and turned around and returned to Ronggu.

His fish-like figure quickly disappeared, but he didn't notice that a crack slowly opened where the pitch-black ore fell off.

......

South of the hall, the main hall.

"Patriarch, the spring hunt is coming, and now the commander of the hunting team, Wang Qian, is sitting in death, and the deputy commander Wang Mang is dead for no reason. This hunting team can't be left without an owner for a day, and it needs to be arranged early!"

An old man in a green robe said to Bo Li.

He is an elder of the Nanli Ye clan, his name is Ye Hu, and he is also a member of the Nanli Tribal Elders' Meeting.

"Patriarch Boli, the hunting team has always been controlled by my Wang clan, and it has made great contributions to the Nanli tribe. ”

An old man in brocade with white hair said loudly.

Wang believes that a deputy commander can be reset. I, the third elder of the Wang clan, Wang Sicong, are up to the task! I don't know what the patriarch wants?"

This person is the head of the Nanli Wang family, Wang An.

Bo Li sat on the top and was silent.

He has a wide face and a fat body, white temples, and wears a gray robe with wide sleeves, and black phoenixes are embroidered on the left and right sides of the robe, which looks quite kind.

He looked up at the Presbyterians to the left and right.

Elder Bo Yang looked at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart, and did not dare to be interested in these trivial matters at all.

The rest of them glanced at each other, and their eyes fell on Wang An and Ye Hu.

They each have their own sides, but it is inconvenient to speak first, and the key still falls on the confrontation between these two.

"Patriarch, the old man thinks it's inappropriate. Ye Hu said, "The hunting team of my Nanli tribe, under the leadership of the Wang clan, suffered heavy losses in two consecutive winter hunts. This has to make me pay attention and reflect. ”

"Oh, your Wang family is mainly engaged in business, is there a more suitable candidate?" Wang An smiled instead of anger, and asked along with his words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have one person in the Ye clan who is up to the task. Ye Hu seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and suddenly said confidently, "Feather Breaking Arrow, Ye Feng!"

"Ridiculous!" Wang An feigned anger and retorted, "This feather-breaking arrow Ye Feng's name is loud, but he is just the guard of a merchant brigade, how can he be worthy of the hunting task of my Nanli tribe!"

"You ......" Ye Hu blew his beard and glared, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Patriarch, I have a word, I don't know if it's appropriate?" a calm voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"What is the opinion of the Ye family master?" Bo Li narrowed his eyes and looked at this person.

It turned out to be the head of the Ye family, Ye Wan.

Ye believes that this hunting team should be continued to be controlled by the Wang family. However, there is a better candidate. He took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly.

"Ye recommended, purple knife, Wang Man!"

As soon as these words came out, several elders immediately nodded secretly.

Elder Boyang also raised his eyes and looked at him.

"When the Purple Sword King was hunting in winter, he killed the Snow Shadow Leopard Group with the strength of one person, and he was brave and unparalleled, and he was loved by the people, and he was worthy of a heavy responsibility!"

An elder stood up and said.

The old man seconded. "I second......

Several elders nominated the Purple Sword King one after another.

"This ......" Wang An, the head of the Wang family, had an ugly face, but he didn't expect the Ye family to sing and harmonize, and he was a general here.

Wang seconded. He said coldly.

This is Yang Mou, if he insists on not letting Wang Man take on this heavy responsibility, then the real opportunity of Ye Feng to break the feather arrow will come.

"The elders have a point. Now Wang Man is appointed as the deputy leader of the escort team. ”

Patriarch Boli clapped his palms and said with a smile.

"I have the Eagle Guard patrolling and guarding Nanli, and I have the protection of Elder Han, so I really don't need to let him perform his duties again. From now on, let the Purple Sword King be appointed as the deputy commander of the hunting team, and temporarily act as the commander!"

"The patriarch is wise. Ye Hu and several elders complimented.

"Spring trade is coming, Master Ye, how are you preparing?" Bo Li stroked his beard and asked differently.

Ye Wan put down the tea and said with a smile: "Patriarch rest assured, everything is naturally presided over by Ye Sanye." ”

......

"Whew, the more I look at this baby, the more I like it. ”

Xiao Nan sat under the banyan tree, turned out the pitch-black "door" shaped ore, and stroked it repeatedly.

There is a feeling that I have been suppressed for a long time and finally got what I wanted.

After a long time, he collected the ore and checked his condition.

This inspection immediately surprised him: "How can my bone quenching progress improve so much?"

He couldn't believe it, and he double-checked it again.

It's true, the bones are covered with a white jade color, no more, no less, a total of sixty-eight pieces.

"I'm ...... Quenched five layers of body?" Xiao Nanru was in a dream, suddenly, fluttering, "It must be because I was ravaged by the cold and heat!"

"Daheimun, Daheimon, you are my lucky star!" he turned out the "door" shaped ore, kissed and touched, and couldn't put it down.

He had completely forgotten the pain of skin to skin and death entanglement.

Before long, Xiao Nan stretched out his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

"Next, it's time to try my hand, what kind of realm has it reached?"

He walked to a rock wall, and his right fist slammed out as fast as lightning, leaving only a vague afterimage in its place.

"Boom!"

The rock exploded and fell with a huge earthquake, creating a pothole the size of a basin in the wall.

"This power is so ferocious, I'm afraid it's no less than a powerhouse in the late stage of witch refining!" he raised his right arm and smiled with satisfaction.

He drew his winged sword and danced his sword on the riverside.

The sword light turned into a phantom, as fast as lightning and thunder, and it was impossible to see the direction clearly.

"With such a fast sword, under the realm of witch refining, I will be invincible!" Xiao Nanchang laughed, and his heart was extremely happy.

Suddenly, he handed his sword to his left hand, and suddenly like a snail, he slowly practiced one move and one style.

"It's a pity, the gap between my left hand and my right hand is getting wider and wider, to the point of extreme incongruity. ”

He sighed, unfolded the flowerless sword technique in turn, and practiced hard.

"In the next year, I'm afraid I will have to use the sword with my left hand in order to adapt to such a gap as soon as possible, and practice my body and swordsmanship to mellow and wishful. ”