"Hey, hey, hey, you're almost on your own, it's just a few small things, do you need to be excited like this?" Yeyang said angrily, he didn't want to be so generous, but as soon as he thought that this was the force he wanted to develop, and he might take them back to the demon world in the future, he took out his wife.

There are hundreds of classics here, the lowest grade is in the spirit level, there are dozens of books in the Xuan level, and even the mental methods of the holy level have several, almost all of his treasures in the past hundred years, except for the bottom of the pressure box of a few emperor ranks, all the others are here, which not only have heart spells, but even involve medical skills, poison arts, formations and refining weapons.

Over the years, the four poles have also walked through, and the two forbidden places have also entered, but unfortunately they have not found a way to leave, and now the only way left is to raise his cultivation to the holy realm, but he has not even reached the holy realm now, and he has to make two turns, if he wants to go to the holy realm, he doesn't know that he will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

In a short period of time, it is inseparable from the North Seal Realm, and Yeyang can only cultivate hard, and by the way, develop his own strength, with these things, as long as there are enough cultivation resources, Yeyang has full confidence that he can develop the Pure Altar into the strongest force in the North Seal Realm within a hundred years.

After being excited for a long time, Zhang Ling was still holding a large number of classics, his handsome face was full of smirks, and he was afraid that if he woke up and lingered, these things would disappear.

Yeyang's forehead was covered with black lines, and his slap was raised, and it landed on his head fiercely, making a crisp sound: "Don't let me be stunned here, quickly pack up these things, and I'll give you better ones in a while!"

"What's even more powerful?" When he heard this, little stars appeared in his eyes, and he acted vigorously, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he put the messy pile of books neatly on the wooden shelf, patted the white robe, and then regained his graceful appearance, smiled embarrassedly, and said: "Altar master, you said that there is a better one, what grade will it be?"

"The grade doesn't matter, you don't know anyway, the key is to be suitable, let me ask you, what attribute do you practice, and what weapons are you good at using on weekdays?" Yeyang asked.

"The weapon uses a folding fan, and it will also use the hidden weapon inside the poison needle, the attributes!

"Poison?" Yeyang was stunned, but he didn't expect that Zhang Ling, who was like a scholar in front of him, was actually a master of using drugs.

Zhang Ling seemed to have expected his reaction, smiled awkwardly, and explained: "Originally, my attribute was ink, and before the old altar master was poisoned, I often looked through some poison books and medical books. ”

"The medical skills have not improved, but the poison has learned a lot, once when I tried the medicine, I accidentally ate a deadly poisonous weed, but I didn't expect to die for a lifetime, survived, and the vitality in the body also contained highly poisonous, and it was transformed into a poisonous attribute. ”

"And such a coincidence. Yeyang smiled dumbly, and then the black light flashed, and a dark green book appeared in his hand: "The poison attribute is biased, and the mental method is even more difficult to find, but my sixth sister also uses poison, I happen to have one here, the Five Elements Poison Codex, only give you three months, and after three months, whether you cultivate or not, you have to return it to me." ”

"No problem, it will not be difficult for me!" Zhang Ling said with a swear, took the dark green book, held it in his arms as if it were a treasure, and laughed.

"By the way, what is that cold old guy's attributes?"

"Which old guy?" Zhang Ling blurted out, then reacted suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and saw that there was no one around, so he breathed a sigh of relief and changed his words: "You said that the old altar master, his attributes are wind and ice, and he is born with a dual-attribute spirit body. ”

"Dual attributes, wind attribute bless speed, ice attribute binds movement, increases damage, no wonder it's so powerful, even I almost died in his hands." Yeyang muttered thoughtfully.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I have a mental method here, the Storm and Snow Technique, which happens to contain both wind attribute and ice attribute, you can send it to him in a while." Yeyang took out another white book and handed it to Zhang Ling.

Finally, when he arrived at the last secret room, Yeyang pushed open the door, and was immediately stunned by the scene inside, countless materials and herbs were piled up into two small mountains, but after careful inspection, he felt that it was nothing, because these were just the qualities of the mortal rank, and what he saw in his eyes were three small mountains on the other side.

Thousands of treasure medicines, thousands of treasure materials, and hundreds of catties of Yuanjing demon crystals are stacked so casually, which can really be called wealthy, especially in the wall cabinets on both sides, the dozens or hundreds of medicinal herbs cultivated with spiritual soil, the rich breath of life is wafting, and they are all elixirs!

Even Yeyang, his eyes were red, his hands were itchy, and he did not hesitate to use his private power as the owner of the altar, at least half of the treasure medicine, and most of the elixir, which he waved his hand and put it away, making Zhang Ling in the back widen his eyes, looking at the scene and wanting to speak, but still did not speak.

For a day, Yeyang was taken everywhere to familiarize himself with affairs, although he didn't actually do anything, but his back hurt, his limbs were weak, and after a hearty dinner, he went straight back to his room, and lay down on the soft big bed relaxed.

There are twenty large secret rooms in the dungeon, the three major lords of Zhang Ling, Chixiao Demon King, and Golden Sword God King, as well as the old altar master Jing Fanchen and the seed killer Liu Xingyun, all have one as their bedroom, and Yeyang, the new altar master, is naturally no exception.

The large secret room is not only spacious and bright, but also has four expensive and exquisite chandeliers, a separate bathroom pool, a vigorous cultivation room dedicated to practice, and a gentle and considerate ...... Beauty?

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Yeyang suddenly fell asleep, opened his heavy eyes, and what greeted him was a pair of snow-white and slender legs, white and tender, which could be broken by blowing, exuding an alluring aroma of bone erosion.

"What the hell! I'm sorry girl, I went to the wrong room. Yeyang hurriedly got up, rushed out of the room with an arrow step, and walked in the aisle panting, but suddenly reacted again, turned around and walked back with a calm face, and kicked open the fine iron door in a rage.

On the soft plush bed, there was a charming and enchanting woman, with long loose and smooth fiery red hair and a shawl, and the wet mist was filled, as if she had just been out of the bath.

With a sharp chin, a fair and slender neck, and a delicate collarbone, there is a white bandeau that covers the full stunner, but it looks even more seductive, and between the waves, it is about to come out.

The upper body is almost naked, except for the bandeau breast, there is no covering, revealing a wheat-colored flat abdomen, as well as a small navel, and a slender waist, which makes people want to reach out and gently take it into their arms.

There are not a few pieces of cloth on the lower body to cover it, the line of sight is unobstructed, two elegant jade feet are exposed under the slender calves, and the short fringed short skirt just covers the roots of the slender legs, adding a touch of temptation.

The bright red lips opened lightly, exhaling the fragrance, the red willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if they were enduring something, the big ruby eyes flickered, and the eyes were full of blurred colors, showing the silent charm.

"I'll go, Chixiao Demon King, which one are you singing again?" Yeyang forcibly pressed the fiery restlessness in his body, took a few deep breaths, and saw the person who came clearly, and said angrily.

"Brother Altar Master, don't call me so raw, slave Xia Yanran, you just need to call me Yanran, aren't you tired of standing outside and talking?

"This Chixiao Demon King, no, Xia Yanran, Miss Xia, you seem to have entered the wrong room, this is my room!" Yeyang walked into the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked directly at her.

"I know!"

"And how do you ...... What are you doing!" Ye Yang was saying, but Xia Yanran, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly got up and closed the door, and immediately turned around and pounced on him.

Xia Yanran straddled Yeyang's body, her slender jade legs knelt on both sides, her buttocks in a fringed skirt pressed against his thighs, and a leaning over, soft and delicate body pressed on his body like this, looking at him with a smile.

"What are you trying to do?" Yeyang was startled, his breath was short, and he immediately pushed Xia Yanran away from his body, and scolded.

"What else can the slave family do? Serve the altar master's brother to sleep!" Xia Yanran chuckled.

"Waiter, are you full of food and have nothing to do?"

"The altar owner's brother is really interesting to speak, and it makes Yanran laugh. ”

"Seriously, what are you looking for me?"

"Hey, people actually just borrowed your room to take a shower and chat with you by the way!"

"Okay, the bath is over, the day is over, you can go, I'm going to rest. Yeyang gave her a blank look and gave an eviction order.

"Don't, there's still business to do!" Xia Yanran said coquettishly, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"What do you say? ”

"Poof, you better go back and wash and sleep, there will be no blessing in the future. ”

"Do you ...... Can't you?" Xia Yanran had a strange smile on her face.

Yeyang was angry all of a sudden: "Phew, who said I can't do it, Childe is very good!"

Saying that, Yeyang turned over and pressed Xia Yanran under her, her little face turned red at once, and she struggled to her body, but she was held by him, unable to move, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What are you doing, let go of me!"

"Didn't you say that the servant was going to bed, the master of this altar is doing business now!" Yeyang smiled wickedly, his head next to her little face, the hot wind blowing through her earlobes, whispering in her ear.

Xia Yanran suddenly gave up struggling, her pretty face calmed down, and she said angrily: "Let go, I won't play with you this time." ”

Only then did Yeyang get up, let go of her, and asked with a chuckle: "Miss Xia, what are you looking for me today, hurry up, I will also rest." ”

"I—I want to apologize to you. Xia Yanran twisted and pinched, frowned, and hesitated for a long time before she spoke.