Ten days later, Ye Qingyu went out of the space, took a little bit of the somewhat dilapidated Feiji rattan that had been bombarded, and inserted it in the ice phoenix space, hoping that there would be a Feiji flower in the future. Leaving here, Ye Qingyu took Xiaoyun to join the large army of Blue Eye Peak.

When he saw the dense blue-eyed bees lying on the tree in front of him, Ye Qingyu's scalp was still a little numb. Thankfully, they were at the behest of Xiaoyun. Ye Qingyu put them all into the space.

Ye Qingyu probably looked at it, and there were about five thousand. This time, Xiaoyun directly lost five-sixths of his people. The original group was also more than the Jindan monk estimated, with 30,000 of them. If they hadn't been summoned in advance, it was estimated that there would have been fewer left.

After saying that the blue-eyed bee was alive, Ye Qingyu started a treasure hunt in the secret realm again.

Time flies quickly, Ye Qingyu has been in this secret realm for nearly five months, and he is now at the peak of the seventh layer of the foundation building stage, and his divine sense is already in the early stage of Jindan. The "Breath Accumulation Formula" that I just got has already achieved a small success.

Ye Qingyu is very busy now, and there are a lot of things to learn and practice. First of all, improving cultivation is the top priority, and Ye Qingyu has never slackened; The second is the cultivation of the "Forging Divine Technique", the various exercises brought by the Shadow, the "Breathing Technique", the body refining, and various skills that need to be practiced diligently.

During this time in the secret realm, Ye Qingyu fought with demon beasts during the day, collected spirit grass and spirit fruits, and cultivated in the space at night. I haven't been drawing many sigils lately, though. It's just that a lot of demon beast skins and blood have been collected, and a lot of second-grade rune paper and second-grade rune sand have been made.

During the day, when collecting spirit grass, Ye Qingyu would feel the attribute pharmacology of spirit grass and associate related pills. Therefore, Ye Qingyu's life is busy and fulfilling, and his leisure is comfortable and passionate.

Earlier, it was said that Bai Hao could know everything that happened in the secret realm, but if no one mentioned it, it would be useless. So for nearly a month left, Ye Qingyu was ready to help Bai Hao inquire about the news of the demon clan. At the same time, Ye Qingyu also wanted to inquire about the group of people who obtained her blood.

Ye Qingyu had already learned from those storage rings that the forces that got her blood belonged to the Medicine God Valley, and he also understood the general division of forces in this world.

Therefore, Ye Qingyu no longer used the Hidden Breath Pill and the Invisibility Talisman, and walked out brightly.

Of course, Ye Qing didn't forget to change his outfit so as not to be recognized by Song Jingjing and Ouyang Chen. Dressed in a white skirt, covered with a peach-pink hollow thread knitted robe, the hairstyle refers to the flowing cloud bun commonly used by many fairies in this world. The overall look is pink and playful, and such an outfit is easy to let people down their guard.

Ye Qingyu wanted to cover up his appearance, but the bottom was there, and because in the immortal cultivation world, ordinary cover-up did not work at all, but fortunately, Ye Qingyu did not do useless work.

Ye Qingyu showed his cultivation as the first layer of the foundation building period, and this kind of cultivation was very inconspicuous in the secret realm. There are really people who want to rob without long eyes, and Ye Qingyu is not easy to bully. Those who have reservations do not show all their strength, which is also to leave a way out for themselves.

On this day, Ye Qingyu cooked the spirit fish soup, he ate too much barbecue some time ago, Ye Qingyu decided to change the taste, this spirit fish soup also put some spirit grass and spirit mushrooms that match each other, it is really a white soup with rich aroma.

Ye Qingyu brought the entire pot to a small square table, sat down, rubbed his hands, and sniffed, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" Ye Qingyu scooped the fish soup with a soup spoon and was about to try the taste, when he heard a shout: "Wow, wait, wait, wait......"

Ye Qingyu's hand paused, still snorted, drank it, chirped, then put the soup spoon back into the pot, added a little salt, dripped half a drop of mutant lemon juice, and used the ability to completely integrate it into the white soup.

At this time, the person who made a loud cry hurriedly came to Ye Qingyu's face, and said with a constipated face: "Why don't you wait, didn't I make you wait?" Standing in front of Ye Qingyu was a round-faced young man, a three-layer cultivator.

Ye Qingyu blinked his eyes and said, "I didn't know you were talking to me!" You told me to wait, what are you waiting for? ”

"You, you ......" You didn't know how to speak for a long time, and then the two people who were with the young man also came over, a man and a woman, both monks in the foundation building period.

One of the men, who looked sunny and cheerful, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, then regained his composure, and said gently: "This fellow Daoist, don't mind, we are disciples of the Thousand Fu Sect, my name is Liang Qingyun, this is my junior brother Liu Yang, junior sister Xu Jia, we are far away, and we smell the fragrance of your fish soup, so I want to come over and ask, can we exchange some ......."

Liang Qingyun was about to speak again, but he was choked by Liu Yang's whispering: "But there is her saliva in the fish soup......"

Everyone had a black line at their heads, and a quacking crow flew over their heads, Ye Qingyu was a little embarrassed and speechless, she cooked soup for herself to drink, and she drank it herself if she had saliva, "Bah, bah!" "She's almost being taken into the ditch. Ye Qingyu couldn't help but roll his eyes to the side, and this scene happened to be seen by Xu Jia and laughed with a "poof".

"Hello Daoyou, may I ask your surname? I don't mind, can you bring me a bowl to try first? ”

Liang Qingyun also said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to him, he has a lot of stinky problems and is also clean." ”

Ye Qingyu felt that these three people were good, so he said with a smile, "My name is Ye Qingyu, and I am a loose cultivator. Sit down first, and I'll serve you soup. As he spoke, he took out three small bamboo rattan chairs from the space.

"You're so well prepared here, I envy you." Xu Jia looked at the various spices and spiritual materials on the small square table, and his face was amazed.

"There's no way, I'm just a casual cultivator, the four seas are my home, wherever I go, I will take my belongings wherever I go." Ye Qingyu replied while serving soup to the two of them.

"Your statement is not entirely correct, although we are disciples of the sect, we also take our belongings wherever we go. Well, to put it bluntly, it's just that life is not refined enough. Every day is cultivation, cultivation, and re-cultivation, and if I cook my own food every day, the master will definitely expel me from the master's door. Xu Jia said helplessly.

Ye Qingyu put the spirit fish soup in front of Liang Qingyun and Xu Jia, and said, "It is a kind of luck to have a master to supervise cultivation, or cultivation is the most important. Your master is also for your good. ”

"That's right! Wow, wow! It's so fragrant! Xu Jiazi slipped a bite, slipped again, lowered his head and asked vaguely: "Qingyu, you won't be a spirit master, right?" The latest chapter of "Through the Last Days: Cannon Fodder and Passerby's Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.