"Mortal second grade?"

Ignoring the pain in his chest, Yang Ye sat up and said incredulously. A little unbelievable, Yang Ye checked it several times in a row, and found that it really reached the second grade!

What's going on?Yang Ye was puzzled in his heart, he had been at the mortal realm for more than a year. There has never been a sign of being promoted, but this time he was promoted to a grade after being injured once? Do you need to be beaten to be promoted? Shaking his head, Yang Ye let out a breath and lay back again, no matter what, since it is a good thing to be promoted, he has to heal his injuries quickly.

.......

A few days later, Breeze Valley.

Qingfeng Valley, sandwiched by several small hills, in the middle is the bottom of the sunken valley, almost exactly circular, more than 1,000 meters wide, standing in the valley, looking up, all the eyes are steep mountains. In the valley, the grass is green, the grass is green, and there are countless towering trees, such as a cover, covering the sky and the sun.

On a boulder in the valley, a young man stood on it, holding a branch in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and his face was unwavering, as if a monk had settled down. The young man's cheeks are slightly thin, his facial features are delicate, and he has flowing black hair, although he is not a beautiful man, he is worthy of the audience.

At this time, Yang Ye was trying to control the little Xuan Qi in his body, trying to control them from the dantian position to the arm, obviously this was not an easy task. Yang Ye has been standing for a few minutes, but the trace of Xuan Qi in his body is like a disobedient child, no matter how Yang Ye urges, it does not operate according to Yang Ye's thoughts.

A few more minutes passed, and at this time, on Yang Ye's forehead, drops of sweat were slowly falling, flowing through his eyebrows, through his closed eyes, and towards his lips.

The breeze blows, the leaves in the mountains and forests rattle, and a few withered yellow leaves slowly drift down from the sky, but the boy on the boulder is still standing straight, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, the branch that Yang Ye was holding in his hand was trembling slightly, as if he was going to live.

"Splitting Spirit Sword Technique!"

After a moment of silence, a soft shout sounded in the valley, and I saw Yang Ye holding the branch in his hand, slashing at the distance, the branch in his hand trembled slightly, and immediately, a sword qi flashed out from the top of the branch. With a "snap", the branch of a giant tree a few meters in front of Yang Ye broke in response, and at the same time, the branch in Yang Ye's hand also instantly turned into a pile of sawdust.

"Hey, without exercises, there is not enough Xuan Qi, and without weapons, you can't withstand the infusion of Xuan Qi. It's really distressing!" Looking at the severed branches in front of him and the sawdust on his hands, Yang Ye sighed, and his face showed a trace of decadence.

After a while, Yang Ye shook his head, the decadence on his face dissipated, replaced by a firm face, his hands clenched, and said in a deep voice: "I have no talent, no master, if I don't even have confidence and perseverance, then I can really only be a small handyman for a lifetime." I Yang Ye don't want to be a chorre, I want my mother and sister to live a good life, so that their fate and my own fate are no longer in the hands of others!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the dense forest in the distance. Yang Ye frowned, this Qingfeng Valley is generally not a person to come, even if someone comes, it is a miscellaneous disciple like them who came here to collect materials, and that windbreaking sound is definitely not a miscellaneous disciple, it must be an outer disciple who has reached a leap. Thinking of this, Yang Ye already had the intention of leaving, no matter whether the other party was an outer disciple or something else, but it was definitely not something he could provoke.

Just as Yang Ye was about to leave, a purple shadow suddenly jumped out of the dense forest in front of him, and what shocked Yang Ye was that the purple shadow actually flashed towards him, and in a few breaths, he had already come to Yang Ye.

At this time, Yang Ye also saw the appearance of this purple shadow clearly. The purple shadow in front of him was actually a sable, with a purple body, a slender body, and short limbs. , the ears are long and the head is round, and on its forehead, there is a bewitching blood lotus imprint. Looking at the sable that suddenly came to him, Yang Ye's throat rolled, he was ready to run just now, but it seemed that it was too late.

The sable stopped in the void, looking at the poplar leaves with both eyes, blinking from time to time, slightly cute. And under the gaze of these smart and cute eyes, Yang Ye didn't dare to come out, for fear of angering the little guy in front of him.

After a while, Sable's eyebrows wrinkled like human nature, and he immediately threw himself into Yang Ye's arms, his limbs clinging to Yang Ye.

Yang Ye was frightened by the sudden movement of the sable, and at this moment, another sound of breaking wind sounded in the dense forest in the distance. At this time, Yang Ye did not hesitate at all, he pulled out his legs and ran, running towards the Sword Sect at a speed that he had never had before.

Just a few minutes after Yang Ye left, a black shadow ghostly appeared where Yang Ye was standing, the black shadow was pitch black, and the black qi was entangled, making people unable to see his true face. Around him, there were countless black gases wandering, and the black gases were like poisonous snakes, ready to choose people to devour at any time.

The black shadow man frowned, sniffed lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "It should be just this, why did the breath disappear?" Then he looked at the hanging mountain with his eyes, and said softly: "Could it be that you ran into the Sword Sect?"

"Hey, boy Yang, what did you want to chop the wood?"

Running all the way, after a while, Yang Ye ran to the courtyard of the miscellaneous servants, and as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he was stopped by a rough voice.

Hearing this voice, Yang Ye chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that it was over. Turning around, he reached out and hid the sable behind him at the same time, and at the fat man in front of him, Yang Ye smiled and said, "That, it turned out to be Steward Xu, why are you here today!"

The obese man who was called Xu Steward by Yang Ye was about forty years old, obese, with a fat face, if he was a little far away, it was estimated that he couldn't even see his eyes, wearing a wide handyman coat, but he was still bulging with meat, and his shoulders and back were all reflecting the ruddy flesh color.

Looking at Yang Ye in front of him, Steward Xu's fat face trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "Yang boy, as miscellaneous servants, we must have the consciousness of doing miscellaneous servants, everything cannot be overstepped, let alone cause trouble, and doing our duty is the most important thing." Don't be like last time, almost lost your life, you know, you still have your parents and sister waiting for you to raise at home, if you die, what will they do?"

Hearing this, Yang Ye nodded, bowed slightly to Steward Xu, and said, "Thank you Steward Xu for your concern, the kid will remember, and he will definitely not cause trouble in the future." ”

Yang Ye is still very grateful to the obese Steward Xu in front of him, since he took care of him during his illness before, this Steward Xu has always taken care of himself, this time he was seriously injured, and it was thanks to the many cares of the person in front of him that he could recover from his injuries in such a short time.

"I can't punish you for this today, the Sword Pavilion will let you clean it yourself, you must finish cleaning it before dark, don't make a mess for me!" The fat steward glared at Yang Ye and said sharply.

Hearing this, Yang Ye smiled bitterly, the place of the Sword Pavilion can be said to be huge, and it must be completed before dark, not to mention that it is still difficult. However, Yang Ye also knew that this was Steward Xu and also to eliminate the dissatisfaction of other miscellaneous disciples, last time he rested for a few days, his work naturally fell on other miscellaneous disciples, and others had an extra job for no reason, so they must be dissatisfied in their hearts.

"Also, tomorrow I am leaving the Sword Sect to go out to procure, I will bring your salary for this month to your mother on your behalf, you should be careful in the Sword Sect!" the fat steward said suddenly.

Hearing this, Yang Ye took out a small bag and an envelope from his arms with his right hand, handed them to the fat steward, and said, "Steward Xu, this is the letter I wrote last night, and there are some silver taels, please bring it to my mother together!"

Taking the money bag in Yang Ye's hand, the fat steward shook his head and said with a smile: "You kid, I like you for this, love and righteousness! It's still the same sentence, I'm not here for this time, you should be careful yourself! Don't mess with those outer disciples, otherwise you will suffer in the end!" After speaking, the fat man turned around and left.

The moment the fat man turned around, the sable behind Yang Ye suddenly broke free of Yang Ye's hands, and with a jump, it landed in front of Yang Ye, with a pair of big black and round eyes, staring at Yang Ye unsmoothly.

Yang Ye was stunned by it, and then quickly grabbed it in his hand, and ran into his own room in a few quick steps.

In the room, in front of the wooden table, a person and a mink looked at each other. After a long time, Yang Ye said in a deep voice: "Little guy, I know that you are definitely not an ordinary Xuan Beast, but what I don't understand is, why do you want to follow me?

The sable blinked his eyes, walked back and forth on the table a few times, as if he was thinking about Yang Ye's words, and suddenly, his body suddenly stood up, stretched out a pair of small paws and spread it at Yang Ye, as if to say, "I can't help it!"

Seeing the little guy's movements, Yang Ye patted his forehead and said seriously: "Little guy, it's not safe for you to be with me, if you agree now, I'll take you back to the original place, and then you go home, how about it?"

As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, the sable in front of him sat down, and there was a trace of grievance on his round little face, and there was a trace of moisture in his eyes, as if it was going to rain at any time.

What kind of demon is this! Seeing that this sable actually showed a trace of human emotion, Yang Ye had a headache in his heart to death, this guy in front of him was definitely not an ordinary beast.

In the early days of coming to the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect stipulated that miscellaneous disciples and outer disciples were not allowed to leave the scope of the Sword Sect, because around the Sword Sect were 100,000 mountains, and there were countless fierce beasts in the mountains. The skills of those mysterious beasts are not lower than those of humans, and some of them even have combat effectiveness above humans. Therefore, Yang Ye was sure that the little guy in front of him was definitely a mysterious beast, and he didn't know how many grades it was.

"Huh?"

Looking at the little purple guy in front of him, Yang Ye suddenly frowned, in the abdomen of the little purple guy, there was a crack as big as a female finger, and around the crack, the original purple belly hair was actually with a touch of bright red.