Chapter 5 Artistic Conception Control

Ye Yang didn't know that his blow caused a continuous conjecture from Mo Lao of the Library Pavilion.

Rubbing the two exercises suitable for the cultivation of the Soul Realm on the Heavenly Monument on the Martial Soul Planet, Ye Yang was not in a hurry for the Heavenly Monument to descend from the sky, but was waiting, waiting for someone to break through the Quenching Realm.

Because it is the primitive wilderness era, you have to fight against the beasts all day long, and the physical strength of the wild people is inherently strong, and the quenching body realm is very easy for a large number of wild people.

Ye Yang knew that after waiting a while, those with outstanding talents would be able to reach the ninth level of the Quenching Body Realm and begin to awaken the martial soul, and when the two exercises came, some people would cultivate this incomplete inexplicable exercise and complete the exercise.

Gathering people from one planet, Ye Yang believes that there will be results soon, the people on this planet really have a lot of talents, no, it has only been a short time, Ye Yang found that his control of the mountain and stone crushing hand has exceeded the artistic conception!

I won't be able to control this martial art to the Extreme Dao Realm in my lifetime, it's a rare possibility in the entire history of the Northern Lie Kingdom!

"By the way, I'm going to get my quota today. ”

After Ye Yang finished rubbing the exercises, he went to the affairs office.

The affairs office is in charge of the money of the entire court and the royal family, the monthly money of the maidservants, the monthly quota of the children of the royal family, and even the purchase of some pills and many transactions, are all carried out here.

Every day is very lively, there are people who receive money, there are people who trade pills, and there are some fierce tasks of the children of the royal family, which are also collected here.

Ye Yang walked to the Zhangren Mansion of the Affairs Mansion, where the monthly quota was issued to the children of the royal family, and the one on duty today was Gonggong Huang.

"Huang is in good hands. ”

Ye Yang asked, although he is a father-in-law, but some fathers-in-law especially like others to call themselves stewards, not fathers-in-law.

"Yo, the Seventh Prince is here. ”

The yellow steward smiled, people who don't know will think that this is a rich man, but Ye Yang, who often deals with him, knows that this is not a kind rich man, this yellow steward is in the palace, and he has a nickname to make yellow pickpockets.

Ye Changhong, who was injured by himself before, has complained many times, and when he came to go to the monthly quota, he was stripped of a layer by this yellow pickpocket.

It is said that this yellow peel skin sometimes has more peel skin, two or three layers!

"Come over and get some credits. ”

I still have some quota in my hand, together, I can buy more pills to take, the martial soul absorbs the aura of heaven and earth slowly, and the pills can help along the way.

"Okay, but His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, there has been trouble at the border recently, and the money from the accounting government is not enough, and now if you want to receive it, you can only receive half of the usual amount. ”

Steward Huang looked at Ye Yang and said secretly.

"Trouble at the border?"

Ye Yang's eyes narrowed, and he said funny, "When will there be no trouble at the border pass, Huang Guanshi, are you joking?"

"It doesn't matter if you're joking, how can you, a person who has only awakened the Huang Ji Yipin martial soul, still have the face to receive the quota, isn't it a waste?"

A group of royal family disciples came over from the side laughing, and sneered at Ye Yang, three men and two women, looking at Ye Yang's eyes, full of disdain.

"If I were you, I would find a place early and divide it out, and for the sake of the bloodline, the royal father might be able to give you a good state and county and be a lazy prince. ”

Several royal children were led by Ye Yang's ninth brother and ninth prince, and the ninth prince Ye Ming looked at Ye Yang and shook his head and said.

"Yes, they all say that you have good talent, your talent is really good, just now I heard that you beat Ye Changhong seriously with one move, your cultivation talent, martial arts talent, are all excellent, but the martial soul Huang Ji is too weak. ”

A woman in the group of people also said in due course, "You can still not be left behind by your peers with your previous foundation, but how long can this foundation last?"

The woman recognized that Ye Yang's potential had been exhausted, and she seemed to be concerned, but there was not much concern in her indifferent eyes, but with a cold disdain as if she was looking at a beggar and rewarding money.

It's like seeing something dirty and trying to move it away.

This woman's name is Ye Xue, and she is also a remote bloodline of the royal family, and when she followed Ye Yang before, it was Brother Yang who was warm with points.

Now in the blink of an eye, Brother Yang stopped screaming, and his eyes changed greatly.

While a few people were talking, where the Huang Steward was, he had already brought the quota, and it was not bad!

"Come and see the Huang Steward, if there is a disaster at this border pass, it will divide people. ”

Ye Yang looked at the monthly money in the hands of several people, and there was a wave in his eyes, this yellow steward was determined to lose his potential?

"It's not about dividing people, but just like the ninth prince said just now, to be a man, you still have to be self-aware, the seventh prince, I advise you, you should take the share of the five layers obediently, don't be embarrassed." ”

When Huang Guan was questioned, his first reaction was not to blame, but to shout wildly, but he was extremely arrogant.

"You're the one who gave the shame, right?"

Ye Yang was laughed at angrily, he had never seen such a brazen person!

As he spoke, Ye Yang's whole body seemed to rise with a momentum, which had nothing to do with cultivation, this was a kind of bearing cultivated by long-term self-confidence and cultivation, not angry and self-assured, angry and fearful!

"What do you want to do, do you think that if you defeat that Ye Changhong, you want to do it to me?"

Steward Huang squinted his eyes and sneered, "Although the miscellaneous family is not talented, it is also a second-grade martial soul of Huang Ji, and it is a triple soul realm, don't think that you are His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't dare to fight back." ”

"Your soul realm is threefold, and it is not cultivated, your mind is not right, your cultivation is just an embroidered pillow, and also, Huang Ji second-grade martial soul?"

Ye Yang said with a smile, what about the Huang Ji Second Rank Martial Soul? Just because it is one grade higher than his own Huang Ji First Rank Martial Soul, it means that he can fool himself?

This yellow steward has been in the palace for a long time, has it become a girl's thinking, thinking about everything on the crooked ways of conspiracy and trickery, but forgetting that the simplest confrontation of men is to do it if they are not satisfied, and the winner is king.

"You're the embroidered pillow, look at the trick!"

I don't know if the words of the embroidered pillow stimulated Huang Guanshi, or if he wanted to start first, Elder Huang took the lead, and the unusually strong spiritual power accumulated over the decades surged, and the shot was a first-class low-grade martial art, splitting mountains and gravel hands!,

Strong spiritual power, domineering strength, the two together, as if they can really open the mountain, mighty steel strong!

"Artistic conception level control?"

Ye Ming was not surprised, although this Huang Steward was not very talented and his cultivation time was late, but in the end, he had decades of foundation, and it was normal to cultivate one or two martial arts to artistic conception for such a long time.

Seventh brother, it seems that it is going to be miserable.

Ye Ming's eyes flickered, and he froze.

"Splitting Mountains and Gravel Hands to Enlighten the Dao Realm!"