The sun was slowly rising, and the sun was shining through the window.

The room gradually brightened, and Fu Le stretched out his hand and gently pushed Xia Yu'er next to his shoulder.

He took two steps back and looked at Xia Yu'er expressionlessly.

Looking at Fu Le's serious appearance, Xia Yu'er suddenly burst out laughing, she waved her hand at Fu Le, and said with a smile:

"Ah, look at what you are afraid of, and I won't tell anyone else. ”

Fu Le's expression slowly relaxed, he also showed an indifferent smile, shrugged his shoulders and said, "What if the Xia clan knows? Maybe they will worship me as a genius again." ”

Xia Yu'er pursed her lips and said unhurriedly: "If I tell you that there is not a single mortal in Banxia City except for you before, and all the miscellaneous disciples are in the Qi Condensation Realm, would you still think like this?"

Fu Le's heart sank slightly, and he looked at Xia Yu'er silently.

Xia Yu'er paused for a moment, and then continued: "As long as you still don't have an ancestral pattern, whether you can cultivate or not is meaningless to the Protoss. ”

"But in just a few days, when you are piling up chores every day and don't have any resources, you suddenly and inexplicably succeed in condensing your energy......"

Xia Yu'er stared at Fu Le, and said in a faint voice: "If the head of the family knows, I am afraid it will be a blessing or a curse for you." ”

Fu Le raised his head and responded to her gaze without the slightest flinch.

But in fact, Fu Le himself also knew that it was best not to keep quiet about the success of condensing qi, staying in this god clan, and the miscellaneous disciples were a safer identity.

Fu Le looked at Xia Yu'er's threatening appearance, but suddenly chuckled, and then relaxed in his heart.

Then, Fu Le came over, sat on the chair with a swagger, picked up the teacup on the table, poured himself a glass of water, and said lazily: "So what, you won't say it to the outside world." ”

Xia Yu'er stuck out her tongue, grinned and pulled over a chair, sat down against Fu Le, pulled the glass of water in front of Fu Le in front of her, raised her head and drank it all.

"I can't scare you......"

Xia Yu'er pushed the cup towards Fu Le and said calmly: "Okay, I really didn't plan to tell others. ”

Fu Le stared at the empty cup in front of him for a moment, gently pushed the cup away, took a new one, and poured himself tea.

He squinted at Xia Yu'er, but he looked unexpected.

Xia Yu'er suddenly approached Fu Le, her face became serious, she looked into Fu Le's eyes, and said word by word:

"But, I need your help with me!"

Fu Le played with the cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Help you?"

Xia Yu'er hesitated for a moment, and stopped talking a little, the expression on her face kept changing, as if she was worried about something in her heart.

After a long while, Xia Yu'er seemed to have made up her mind.

Her expression finally stopped laughing like just now, but slowly became serious, she looked at Fu Le with her eyes like a torch, and said in an extremely solemn voice:

"I do have something that I need your help with, and it has to be you, not someone else......"

Her tone changed, and there was suddenly a bit of threat in her voice, she looked into Fu Le's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "However, I ask you not to tell others. ”

Fu Le avoided her gaze and nodded.

Xia Yu'er looked at Fu Le like this, her brows couldn't help frowning, she pondered for a while, and finally shook her head, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I'll tell you when I need your help the day." ”

Fu Le pursed her lips and squinted at the somewhat nervous girl.

Xia Yu'er diverted the topic and no longer dwelled on this issue, she looked at Fu Le and said quite seriously: "Now that you have succeeded in condensing your qi, you can also cultivate in the clan." ”

Hearing this, Fu Le's heart moved, and he asked, "How about that?"

Xia Yu'er couldn't help but smile faintly when she saw that Fu Le was no longer entangled in the question just now.

She continued: "Miscellaneous disciples can also enter the Divine Pavilion of the Protoss to cultivate in their free time, and of course you can now. ”

"Divine Pavilion?"

Fu Le repeated these two words again, and couldn't help but continue to ask, "What is this for?"

Xia Yu'er raised the corners of her eyebrows slightly, she looked at Fu Le and said, "Of course, it's a place to seek opportunities." ”

She changed her words and said a little heavily: "However, it may also be a place to find death." ”

Xia Yu'er looked at Fu Le's still dazed appearance, sighed helplessly, and continued to explain: "The Xia Clan's Divine Pavilion is divided into twelve types, there are Yinhu Divine Pavilions where disciples fight freely, and there are also Weiyang Divine Pavilions that seek various divine arts......"

Hearing this, Fu Le's heart moved again, but he was silent and did not speak.

Xia Yu'er looked at Fu Le's eyes, and said in a very serious tone: "You have just succeeded in condensing qi, and you are too weak, so it is best not to go to the Yinhu God Pavilion to find a ...... of death first."

She groaned for a moment and said, "But you are too weak now, if you help me with your current strength at that time, I am a little worried." ”

"You go to the Afternoon Horse Divine Pavilion first, and get a lowest-level martial art, as long as you are a miscellaneous disciple, you will have a chance to receive a martial art once in three months. ”

After listening to Xia Yu'er's words, Fu Le looked a little hesitant, and he seemed a little eager to speak.

Looking at him, Xia Yu'er instantly understood what he was thinking, she turned around and walked to the cabinet on the side.

Squeak –

Xia Yu'er opened the cabinet and took out a thin gray paper, on which was a portrait of a young disciple.

Fu Le looked at this piece of paper with some doubts, not knowing what Xia Yu'er meant.

He probed slightly behind Xia Yu'er, and when he saw the contents of the cabinet, Fu Le was a little surprised, and hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Xia Yu'er also stood over very nervously, blocking the cabinet with her body, and she squeezed out a smile at Fu Le.

The next moment, Xia Yu'er gently flicked her hands behind her back, and knocked on the door of this cabinet very naturally.

Fu Le's face was expressionless, but his heart was full of great doubts, and in that cabinet were stacks of such portraits.

Even, Fu Le saw that the top one of the stacks of portraits was actually the portrait of the old servant named Ye Bo who had just brought him to Xia Yu'er.

Fu Le's face was silent, and Xia Yu'er also looked natural.

Xia Yu'er put the gray portrait in Fu Le's hand and said very solemnly:

"I know you don't want the head of the family to know about your success in condensing qi, so I'll give you a copy of this thing. ”

After that, Xia Yu'er carefully put the gray portrait paper in her hand into Fu Le's hand.

Fu Le took it, the moment the portrait touched his fingertips, Fu Le trembled violently, this thing actually felt like human skin, with a little warmth.

Fu Le opened the portrait, and the portrait showed a young man about the same age as Fu Le, but he looked more depressed, the young man hung his eyebrows, and looked listless.

Fu Le raised her head and looked at Xia Yu'er blankly, not knowing what she meant.

Looking at Fu Le's puzzled look, Xia Yuer patiently explained:

"This piece of paper, called seventy-two-year-old paper, you put it on your face, it can help you change your appearance. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Yu'er stopped, she looked at Fu Le, then looked at the portrait in Fu Le's hand, and said slowly:

"You can try it now. ”

Fu Le hesitated for a moment, then slowly picked up the portrait and gently applied it to his face.

Buzz –

Fu Le's whole face seemed to be bitten by something's mouth, and his mouth and nose were blocked, and Fu Le instantly felt a little difficult to breathe.

He hurriedly covered his face and tried to tear the portrait off, but to his horror, the portrait was tightly glued to his face, and he couldn't tear it off.

Fu Le felt the muscles in his face seem to squirm as his bones click.

Not only that, but the flesh and bones on his body were also wriggling.

"Whew-"

Fu Le's body gradually calmed down, and he slowly took away the hand covering his face, and hurriedly ran to the mirror on the dresser.

"This—This is ......"

Fu Le slapped his face, feeling a little incredulous.

His facial features completely changed into the appearance of the young man in the portrait, at this time, Fu Le's face was an unfamiliar face, and the corners of his eyes were drooping, he was sluggish, and he looked listless.

What shocked him the most was that his body had also changed, he had become a little shorter, his muscles had faded a little, and he looked even thinner.

Xia Yu'er looked at Fu Le like this, and nodded with satisfaction, she said softly:

"You've only changed your appearance, your muscle strength, your physical fitness, you haven't changed. ”

Xia Yu'er sat back on the bed and continued: "The name of this young man on the portrait is Jiang Ye, and he is also a miscellaneous disciple, the reason why I gave you his portrait is because this young man has a withdrawn personality, rarely interacts with others, and hardly goes to the Divine Pavilion. ”

"This seventy-two-year-old paper can be used twenty times at a time, for six hours at a time, so you'd better cherish the opportunity. ”

"Taking advantage of this opportunity now, you'd better go to the Afternoon Horse Divine Pavilion now and receive a low-level martial art. ”

Fu Le looked at the unfamiliar face on his face in the mirror, and he patted it gently, feeling a little incredulous.

I don't know why, what came to Fu Le's mind was the picture of the stack of portraits in the cabinet just now.

Fu Le shuddered, and suddenly shuddered.

He staggered back a few steps, not daring to look at Xia Yu'er's eyes, Fu Le pushed open the door and was about to walk out directly.

"Hey—"

Fu Le turned his head, and a cyan thing was thrown over by Xia Yu'er, and Fu Le stretched out his hand and caught it in the air.

Fu Le opened his palm and saw that it was actually a cyan scroll.

Xia Yu'er still had that kind of sly smile on her face, she leaned against the wall, looked at Fu Le with a panicked expression, and said unhurriedly:

"Practice the martial arts you brought out of the Afternoon Horse Divine Pavilion first, and then practice this ...... I gave you"

......

“...... Also, don't forget to teach me tomorrow. ”