When Xia Fan returned to his courtyard, Ya'er was still honestly guarding the door of the house.

However, Ye still did not continue to stay in the house, but took her wooden sword and danced lightly in the courtyard.

The strength of the first-grade martial artist makes Ye Zhen's sword dance very gorgeous and beautiful, but unfortunately in Xia Fan's eyes, it can only be regarded as good-looking.

There are too many flaws, and the overly rigid focus on routines greatly reduces the actual combat effect of this set of sword dances.

After all, in a real battle, the opponent can't make a one-on-one move with you, and too complicated routines are often not as useful as some simple and direct skills.

Of course, purely from an ornamental point of view, this set of sword dances is still very good.

Besides, as long as the person dancing the sword is Ye Yi, then no matter what he dances, he will look good in Xia Fan's eyes.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard and watching for a long time, Ye Yi finally picked up three sword flowers in a row and stood with his sword, and after breathing, his face still had a little joy after being promoted to martial artist.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Xia Fan smiled and clapped his hands and walked in from the gate of the courtyard.

Ye still realized that Xia Fan didn't know when he had already returned, and the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, but it was not indifferent, but it was just a little stiff.

It seems that he wants to soften his expression, but he doesn't do it because he is not used to it, so it looks quite unnatural.

"Anyway, I have to say thank you."

Ye still looked at Xia Fan who walked in front of him, took a deep breath, and said flatly.

"Hehe, if the family doesn't talk to each other, we don't have to see each other like this."

Xia Fan's tone was a little frivolous, and there seemed to be some inexplicable ambiguity in the content.

If it was placed before being promoted to a martial artist, Xia Fan dared to speak in such a tone, Ye would still definitely teach him a lesson.

However, now, Ye Yi only frowned, and said coldly: "Today's practice is here first, I want to go back to familiarize myself with the strength after the promotion, and I will come back tomorrow." ”

"It's good to be familiar with it, martial artists and martial artists are two completely different concepts, but the set of neon clothes and sword dance just now...... You don't have to think about it anymore. Although it is a third-order martial art of black iron, in terms of actual combat effect, the Neon Sword Dance is not much stronger than many first-order martial arts. There is no point in purely aesthetic martial arts, after all, the battle ...... Not a show. ”

Xia Fan nodded and said with a smile.

Ye still instinctively wanted to open his mouth to refute Xia Fan, but looking at the smile on Xia Fan's face, he unexpectedly recalled the picture of Xia Fan helping her break through the bottleneck before, I don't know why, but the words that had reached his lips were forcibly resisted.

Biting his lip, Ye still nodded slowly, and said, "I know, I will keep today's matter a secret, just like you said, only the two of us know." ”

After speaking, Ye still turned around and walked towards the outside of the courtyard, although the expression on his face was still cold, but if he looked closely, he could find that the layer of coldness was actually faintly showing signs of melting.

Xia Fan directly helped her comprehend the comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao required for a martial artist to advance to a martial artist just by touching her hands, which was really shocking.

Ye still knows very well what kind of monstrous waves this news will set off once it spreads.

It is no exaggeration to say that even the entire Daqian Dynasty is unlikely to be able to withstand such a whirlpool, let alone the small Xia family in Qingyang City.

Just now, when she was alone in Xia Fan's room to digest the impetuousness brought by the promotion, she thought about this problem carefully.

Xia Fan's unimaginable trust in her in this matter really touched her heart.

"That's right, the secret between our husband and wife, don't tell it to others. As for the suitable third-order black iron martial art, Wei Fu naturally had already prepared. My Xia Fan's wife, of course, no matter what she uses, must be the best. ”

Xia Fan's flirtatious voice came from behind him, causing a trace of shame and anger to appear on Ye Yi's face again.

With a cold snort, Ye still disappeared quickly at the gate of the courtyard without looking back.

Xia Fan smiled and whistled at the door of the courtyard, and then he was in a rather happy mood while humming a little song while entering his house.

Although Ye still has a very distant attitude towards him, judging from Fang Cai's situation, there is no doubt that everything is changing in a good direction.

Xia Fan is not in a hurry, the more things like feelings are fermented for a long time, the more they can bloom with an attractive taste.

The process of pursuit itself is also a kind of enjoyment.

"Young master, why are you so happy?"

Ya'er followed Xia Fan into the house and asked curiously.

"Hehe, your young grandmother is becoming your real young grandmother step by step, you say that this matter is not worth the young master's pleasure."

Xia Fan stretched out his hand and gently knocked Ya'er's head, and said happily.

This was a bit tongue-twisting, so Ya'er shook her head as a matter of course, pouting to indicate that she didn't understand.

"What a stupid girl, come on, go play by yourself, young master, I want to take a nap, you don't need to serve."

Xia Fan rolled his eyes, stretched as he spoke, and walked towards the bedroom step by step.

Ya'er immediately cheered, bowed down and said thank you, young master, and then quickly ran out of the house and closed the door of the house.

The fourteen-year-old girl is the age of playfulness, and although Ya'er and the Xia family signed a master-servant contract, it was different from those death contracts that were basically equivalent to the Xia family's slaves, Ya'er signed a living contract.

Therefore, although the monthly money is less, it is relatively free, at least not like those domestic slaves, who must always follow the master's side.

Xia Fan went straight into his bedroom, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

Of course, he didn't really want to take a nap, but planned to use this time to directly advance to become a martial artist!

The sixfold realm of mortal martial arts, the martial artist, the martial master, the martial master, the martial king, the martial emperor, the supreme martial arts, the corresponding promotion, is the human body's qi, blood, skin, flesh, muscles, bones, and viscera, until the internal qi is generated, endlessly, and finally the meridians are washed and the marrow is cut down, and it reaches the mortals.

Xia Fan's body at this time may be very weak, but it will not affect the promotion of the martial artist, in fact, the martial artist is also the only realm in the sixfold realm of martial arts that can be achieved without any physical foundation.

If you want to become a martial artist, the only requirement is that little bit of understanding of the rules of the Heavenly Dao!

Once successfully promoted to a martial artist, the qi and blood will naturally flourish, and at the same time, the receptivity of the mental state and body will be doubled compared to ordinary people.

At this time, if you go to practice again, you will undoubtedly get twice the result with half the effort.

Xia Fan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and his spirit immediately entered a rather mysterious state.

His comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao had already reached the level of mortal limits, so as soon as Xia Fan closed his eyes, the aura around his body directly and completely merged with the surrounding environment!

If you don't look through your eyes, if you just feel, no one will notice that there is still a person sitting on this bed at this time!

At the same time, as soon as Xia Fan closed his eyes, he conceived vitality in his body due to his comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao and completed the promotion of the martial artist!

Not only that, Xia Fan's improvement on the spiritual level was even more overwhelming, and after reaching the comprehension standard of the Nine Rank Martial Artists, he stopped due to the restriction of **.

If you let others know that Xia Fan's process of becoming a martial artist is so simple and direct, I'm afraid that my jaw will drop in shock.

The ** of a first-grade martial artist, but he has the rule comprehension of a nine-grade martial artist, if this matter is taken out, 100% no one will believe it!

Slowly opening his eyes, Xia Fan clenched his fists, feeling his body that was finally no longer weak as if he was about to pant for a while, Xia Fan grinned, it was time to determine the secret skills of the mental method that he should cultivate!