Five days later, in the palace of the king of Beiliang, in a Xuanshui pool.

At this time, Ye Liang was soaking in the pool of water, as if he was able to concentrate on cultivation.

And not far from that Xuanchi, Ye Lie and Zhong Gu were standing side by side, looking at each other from a distance, chatting and talking.

"You say, this kid's luck is still really good, this Xuanchi has been abandoned for so long, how can there be a source of water all of a sudden?" Ye Lie said sourly.

This Xuanshui Pond was originally a natural Xuanshui, but Houzhonggu and Ye Lie expanded it slightly to create a Xuanshui Pool, which wanted to be a unique cultivation place for the Beiliang Palace.

But how do you know, not long after it was built, the underground spirit under this Xuanshui Pool seemed to be gradually drying up, so Nakaya and the others tried their best, but it was useless.

For this reason, they even tried to replenish it with external Xuanshui to make the pool water continue, but unfortunately, due to the depletion of internal Xuanshui, the external Xuanshui could not fill this big hole at all.

Therefore, after the Xuanshui was used up by cultivation several times, Ye Lie and the others, who were in pain, also directly gave up this Xuanchi.

After all, there was no source of water to replenish the inside, and relying solely on external forces to inject Xuanshui would cost too much for them to support.

But the strange thing is that this Xuanchi, which has been drying up, was restored the day after Ye Liang left the palace.

"Perhaps, Liang'er is a child with great luck. Nakaya stroked his silver beard and smiled faintly.

Indeed, even he didn't understand why, this Xuanchi suddenly gushed.

He only remembered that Ye Liang had a trip to the depleted waste pond that day, and then stayed for a while. When I woke up the next day, there was water in the pool.

He asked Ye Liang, but Ye Liang only smiled lightly, so that he could only reply to Ye Lie like this.

"You're right, this stinky boy's luck is really good. Ye Lie nodded.

"Why, you shouldn't even be jealous of your grandchildren. ”

Nakaya smiled lightly.

"Go, old man, I'm not that stingy. ”

Ye Lie ignored Na Zhonggu's smile, and turned to the housekeeper behind him: "Order, from today onwards, no one will be allowed to enter the Autumn Rain Courtyard and disturb Liang'er's cultivation." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The butler bowed and spoke, and then turned and went to command.

After the housekeeper left, Ye Lie turned around again, staring at Ye Liang with gratifying eyes, and said with emotion: "I was really old and confused back then. ”

Now look at Ye Liang's dazzling, everything he did for Bei Liang, he thinks back to what he did back then, and he can't help but regret it in his heart.

"The past is all gone, and Liang'er doesn't care about it. ”

Zhong Gu stroked the silver beard, and looked at Ye Liang in the Xuanchi with deep eyes: "If you really want to make up for it, you can cultivate well, and when you get there, you can help him again." ”

He seemed to think of that Bai Luoshui, and sighed: "After all, he still has a long way to go in the future, and he may touch the real existences that we are now trying to compete with." ”

The existence of the pinnacle of terror.

"Well, you have a point. ”

A sharp light appeared in Ye Lie's eyes, and he said with emotion: "In any case, the Beiliang Royal Mansion is his home, and we have the obligation to help this kid, even if it is a little bit, it can't be less." ”

Just as the two were talking, Ye Liang, who was immersed in the Xuanshui Pool at this moment, was holding his breath and concentrating, enjoying the moisturizing body of this Xuanshui: "The Xuanshui in this Xuanshui is really full." ”

"It's several times richer than ordinary Xuanshui, and it's really earned by that funeral flower. ”

At the beginning, the reason why the Xuanshui suddenly dried up was not that the Xuanshui inside was really gone, but because the funeral flower that suddenly appeared occupied the Xuanshui and blocked the outlet of the Xuanshui.

This funeral flower is a rather peculiar and spiritual flower, and the flower body is composed of countless thorns and vines, and the body can be large or small.

Ye Liang, who came back at that time, rarely rested, and when he passed by this Xuanchi, which had been abandoned for a long time, no one came, he suddenly sensed the strangeness under the eyes of this pool, and was able to discover the matter.

There is no doubt that next, it is natural that he will use the Nine Xuan Refining Heavenly Fire to carry out all kinds of coercion and temptation on this burial flower that has not yet matured and the human form has not been condensed, so that the funeral flower will temporarily retreat from the spring, so that the Xuanshui will gush out again.

"I don't know, how is Yan Kite now. ”

It seems that because of the funeral flowers, Ye Liang remembered Yan Kite.

In fact, he was able to sense the funeral flower, not because of anything else, but also because of a drop of essence blood given to him by Yan Kite when he was cultivating in Ren Gongcang's magma pool.

When his heart came out, Ye Liang sighed with emotion: "Girl, don't worry, no matter what, Brother Ye Liang will definitely find you." ”

When the words fell, he felt that the pool was full of water, and muttered to himself: "Next, this Xuanchi will have a hundred years after all, and it can be cultivated by my Beiliang." ”

The condition he negotiated with the funeral flower was to let go of the Xuanshui and give the Beiliang Wangfu a hundred years of cultivation, during which it could properly absorb the Xuanshui cultivation, and he would also refine some medicinal materials and spiritual treasures that helped plants transform into Xuanshui and Xuandan, and give it to eat.

"Okay, now that everyone has started to cultivate, I'll start too. ”

Ye Liang sighed with emotion, and when he came back, from the spoils of war, he found out a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures and elixir Xuanguo that were beneficial to Jiu Ao's injuries and souls, and some healing pills that he refined with him were all given to Jiu Ao.

Jiu Ao began his long retreat to heal his wounds and regain his strength, and there was no movement.

And the funeral flowers got his auxiliary incarnation things, and they also went quietly and melted.

In addition, after this battle, they all realized that Bei Liang was not a real tiger and wolf in the world as they imagined, which made them feel a sense of self-danger, so the younger generations in the house also began to cultivate diligently.

In this way, he is really the only one left.

'Whew...'

Exhaling heavily, Ye Liang felt the abundant Xuan power in the pool of water, and the Nine Turns Golden Trick in his body worked, causing the red gold dragon pattern on his chest to condense and appear.

His eyes slowly closed, and he was able to suck all the heaven and earth power in the Xuanchi water towards his body.

The movement was so great that even the entire pool of water was a little churning and swirling, as if it was rushing towards Ye Liang and swallowing it away.

And this rather large cultivation movement lasted for five days.

Five days later, when the power of the water of the Xuanchi finally subsided, the leaves in the pool, and the little golden Xuan, which overflowed around the body, also began to gradually converge.

His naked/exposed body was completely scarred, and there was a little less roughness of polishing, and a few more wisps of moisturization.

But the oppression brought by the flesh is not diminished, but worse.

At the same time, the golden dragon pattern on his chest was not only a little more condensed than before, but also increased a little bit of red gold, and the dragon eyes seemed to be a little more open at this time.

The ancient charm that is wrapped in it is also a lot more subtle.

'Roar!'

Just when everything seemed to be calm and the Xuan Li was surging, Ye Liang's deep eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and those deep golden eyes, wrapped in the silent ancient dragon chant, instantly burst out with dazzling golden light.

Shocking the common people.

After waiting for a while, the golden light in those eyes dissipated, and Ye Liang's body was completely restored to calm and restrained.

Call...

Exhaling heavily, after Ye Liang hid the golden dragon pattern on his chest, he stretched out his hand and suddenly punched at the void in front of him.

Under this punch, the mighty power of heaven and earth was instantly attracted by it, and the space in front of him was cracked open, and cracks appeared.

"The power of the Void Saint?"

Ye Lie, who didn't know when he entered the courtyard, felt the charm of that punch, and his eyes widened.

(End of chapter)