On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Ye Cheng went to the lakeside villa in Meizhou alone, and brought the nine moonstones back to the Ye family compound.

These nine moonstones are useless in the villa by the lake, and Ye Cheng has also built a foundation, meditating and refining qi, the effect is not great, unless he finds a place for spiritual veins, establishes a spiritual gathering array, and gathers the nearby spiritual energy.

But the earth is obviously in the era of the end of the law, how difficult is it to find the spiritual vein?

As for these nine moonstones, Ye Cheng decided to place them in the Ye family's compound.

Even if there is no spiritual vein near the Ye family, relying on this seven-star gathering spirit array to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, for a long time, a small amount of spiritual energy will slowly gather in the Ye family's compound.

"It's really strange, since Xiao Cheng brought those nine stones back and placed them near the courtyard, the courtyard is not cold!" Ye Cheng's aunt said strangely.

"Yes, it's snowing outside, but in the yard of our Ye family, the small tree has actually budded, don't you say it's strange?"

"Haha, could it be that the Ye family is out of the dragon, so it is outstanding!" Aunt Ye Cheng said with a smile.

Of course, this is not a person who is an outstanding spirit, but a series of changes that naturally occurred in the formation after the Seven Star Spirit Gathering Array was arranged by Ye Cheng near the Ye family's compound.

Since the last time Ye Cheng was on the old man's birthday, he attracted a large group of rich people to celebrate the old man's birthday, Aunt Ye Cheng's attitude towards him has completely changed, and he looks very affectionate with one 'Xiao Cheng'. Every time I saw Ye Cheng, my face bloomed with a smile.

Although Ye Cheng's uncle and second uncle did not show such an exaggeration, their attitude towards Ye Cheng has obviously changed a lot. As for the eldest sister Ye Min, cousin Ye Ying, and cousin Ye Lin, they all subconsciously lowered their postures, and there was a feeling that the youngest Ye Cheng was the leader.

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On the third day of the Lunar New Year, it is advisable to go to the funeral and burial, and avoid traveling, visiting friends, and meeting guests.

This night, Ye Cheng was cultivating in the room, but he suddenly felt that he was being watched, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

A white shadow flashed, and Ye Cheng appeared on the roof of the Ye family's compound the next moment, he swept around, and found that hundreds of meters away, a hundred-year-old treetop was in the treetop, and a black shadow stood proudly.

"Hahaha, little guy, you are very alert, my spiritual power has just detected you, you know. The shadow laughed.

With the strength of a martial arts master, the spiritual power can be ever-changing, it can be turned into a murderous sword, and it can also be turned into a 10,000-meter silk thread, and the spiritual power is like a shadow and unpredictable.

The Grandmaster wants to kill people, all in one thought!

Although hundreds of meters were separated, the sound of the black shadow on the ancient tree came clearly.

After Ye Cheng built the foundation, his divine sense could already cover a radius of five kilometers, and he had already seen the appearance of the black shadow.

The black shadow was an old man, full of white hair, but his face was surprisingly young, he looked to be in his early forties, he was wearing a coarse cloth shirt, which seemed to have not been washed for a long time, and there were faint stains in many places.

"Are you the old grandmaster of the Guo family?" Ye Cheng asked lightly.

Guo Canghai nodded lightly, did not conceal his identity, and said approvingly: "Younger than I imagined, are you really as they said, you have just turned eighteen?"

"It's that you're too old!" Ye Cheng shook his head slightly.

Guo Canghai was not angry, but said with a smile: "So what, the old man has been practicing martial arts for more than 90 years, and he won the title of martial arts master thirty years ago, one step at a time, and he got it with hard work. ”

"And you, with all kinds of medicinal herbs and medicinal baths, the martial arts grandmaster who has been built up by force, the potential has been overdrawn, and it is difficult to have greater achievements, young grandmaster, you can bluff others, but you can't bluff me!" Guo Canghai shook his head slightly.

From the moment he learned that Ye Cheng would refine the pill to cure the disease, he was even more sure of this.

In addition to relying on their own exploration, one step at a time, and slowly improving their strength, there is another way for martial artists to achieve it in a short period of time.

It doesn't take long, it only takes three or five years, a large number of medicinal materials that stimulate the potential of the human body are used in medicine, and they are boiled in a medicinal bath, and people are boiled in a large urn.

In the long run, the potential of the person who has been tempered by the medicinal bath will be stimulated in a short period of time.

Of course, such a person's potential is completely overdrawn, and it will be difficult to advance on the road of martial arts in the future.

However, not all people who have soaked in the medicinal bath can become martial arts masters, and it depends on their personal potential.

And this kind of price is very expensive, the cost of cultivating a martial arts master is at least more than 10 billion yuan, and the life span of a grandmaster who is refined by medicinal baths will be shortened to less than 20 years, which is not cost-effective at all.

There have also been several young grandmasters in Huaxia, without exception, all of them relied on medicinal baths to improve their strength, and in the end, they were all like brilliant fireworks in the night sky, just a flash in the pan.

"Medicinal bath?" Ye Cheng frowned slightly, he quickly understood what Guo Canghai meant.

As the reincarnation of Emperor Ye Tian, he had never heard of anything, but after only listening to Guo Canghai say a few words, he completely understood.

Guo Canghai smiled faintly: "What, don't you still admit it?"

"I haven't been in a medicinal bath, how can I admit it. Ye Cheng said calmly.

"Hahaha, interesting. ”

Guo Canghai laughed, and then shook his head and said: "I'm not interested in worrying with you about such a trivial matter, you can admit it or not." But you killed my son, and I, the father of the grandmaster, can't just ignore it. ”

"Do you want to do it with me?" Ye Cheng tilted his head and looked at Guo Canghai funny.

"No!"

Guo Canghai shook his head and suddenly shouted:

"I'm here to kill you today!"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Cheng's eyes.

After Guo Canghai finished speaking, one hand was behind his back, and the other hand slammed into the air, and the sleeve of his right hand robe burst open inch by inch, and he actually wanted to deal with Ye Cheng with one arm.

"Condensation!"

With Guo Canghai's soft voice.

A fist condensed in the air, the size of a car, hundreds of meters away, towards Ye Cheng.

The fist rumbled, like a muffled thunder before a rainstorm, and countless people in the residential buildings below were stunned, thinking that a thunderstorm was coming.

Ye Cheng's face flashed with disappointment, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "It's just the fist strength of internal strength condensation, under normal circumstances, such a big fist mark of the slap already has the effect of killing the enemy, and those who have cultivated great magical powers can even kill people with a snap of their fingers, condensing their qi into a knife, and their lethality will not be reduced." You condense such a big fist, it looks shocking, but it's a pity that it's flashy, it's too wasteful of internal strength, how many times can you condense in a fight?"

"Whether it's a waste of internal force, you can find out if you try. ”

Guo Canghai's face was calm, his fist flipped over, and he made a downward pressing motion.

The fist mark in the air was synchronized with Guo Canghai's fist, and at the same time, it flipped and pressed towards Ye Cheng, like the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, even if it was a house at this moment, it would be destroyed and crushed by this fist mark.

The power of the grandmaster can be seen!

"Insect carving skills. ”

Ye Cheng shook his head, and with his fingers together, a white qi shot out from his fingertips, condensed into a sword, almost materialized, and slashed towards that fist print.

"Cut it off for me!"

Ye Cheng said in a low voice.

'Whoosh'

The speed of this sword qi is extremely fast, like Bai Lian dancing through the sky, and like a comet hitting the earth.

With a "bang", Guo Canghai's true qi condensed fist mark instantly dissipated, but Ye Cheng's sword qi was not damaged at all, and continued to come towards Guo Canghai.

"What?"

This time, Guo Canghai finally changed color.